Self-inflicted Wound

Self inflicted wounds

Yes, a wound in an of itself

But the wound was made by self

That’s worse than a wound from a gun

Heartbreak an misery

Lies and pain

Happiness and sadness

Joy and Sorrow

All of these things can do damage

Sometimes, it’s the love for someone

That can kill your soul

Just as much as the hate

The joy that they bring

Can just as easily ruin you

As them not being there

Then again, that’s the whole thing

They bring you joy

You love them

You offer them your soul

They don’t want it

But you press on…hoping

Waiting on them to “come around”

HA!

Won’t that be great?

But you just don’t get it

They’re not

You keep bringing it on yourself

you’re making the wound deeper

 

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Let me ask a question.  Are you interested?

Let me ask another.  Do you care?

Just general questions that you can ask yourself

Only answer them if you dare

I can’t answer them for you

That won’t do either of us any good

No straight answers

Things need to be known

Known as they should

Don’t think too hard on this

Friday Rant

It’s Friday;

 

I am so ready for this weekend.  I really don’t have anything planned.  I’m just ready for it.  What do you have planned?  I would love to take a vacation.  I’m talking about a vacation where there are no smartphones, computers, tablets, or even wifi.  I want to totally disconnect for at least three to four days and kick back with an adult beverage and not emerge until it’s time to go back to reality.  I think I deserve it, don’t you?

 

This week I’ve been teaching my Youth class at VBS.  This is my second year and I must say that it definitely has been a great time.  I do want to go on record and say that I am not fit to be a teacher full-time.  I will leave that to the professionals.  I do, however, have a great time teaching the kids.  Despite what society may claim, our youth are very intelligent.  I’ve gotten more questions from them in two weeks than I’ve gotten from adults ever.  What’s up with that?  I’ll tell you.  They are curious and want to learn.  Where we come in is what we are going to teach them.  Is it what they see on TV and social media or are we going to teach them about the love of God.  Admittedly, that was a rhetorical question.

 

Until next time…

Random Rants

Good Morning Readers,

Today is a new day.  As usual, I have my coffee so, I’m ready!

I actually had a good night’s rest last night.  Now, I don’t usually get the full eight hours that are recommended but,  the sleep was uninterrupted.  I do have those bouts with, what I call, semi-insomnia.  I have a few friends that suffer from the full-blown version, though.  I feel bad for them because there is nothing like sleep to recharge you.  I’m not sure of what’s going on with them or what they are thinking about that keeps them awake for so long at night.  I hope and pray that it gets better.

Speaking of which, what keeps us up at night?  What is going on in those brains of ours that prevent us from laying still for several hours at night?  I know that we have a lot going on just by living life but, come on.  Seriously? We can’t sleep?  I’m not an expert by any means so, I will refrain from trying to diagnose any type of sleep disorder, especially when I have my own sometimes.  Lately, mine have been just things in general.  More like random things.  Yes, I have a lot going on and yes, some…I take that back…a LOT of it is kind of self-induced.  I tend to spend time dwelling on things that need not be dwelt upon.  I will peel back yet another layer and say that I, me, can sometimes not handle the truth (gasp).  There, I said it. I’m not going to cure cancer, I’m not going to solve any mysteries that haven’t already been solved and, I’m not going to always be happy.  Now, about this thing called happiness.  That is one thing that everyone should ALWAYS try to attain.  That, however does not mean that you will always be “happy”  When I say that, I mean that I don’t expect to sing “The hills are alive with the sound of music” all of the time.  Life happens and requires us to go through a few “downs” and “outs”.  What I am saying is what I said earlier: Happiness is one thing that everyone should ALWAYS try to ATTAIN.

Attain:

1: to reach as an end : gain, achieve <attain a goal>
2: to come into possession of : obtain <he attained preferment over his fellows>
3: to come to as the end of a progression or course of movement <they attained the top of the hill> <attain a ripe old age>
intransitive verb
: to come or arrive by motion, growth, or effort —usually used with to
That being said, I know I have work to do, and a life to live, and children to raise, and money to make, and so on.  In all of those things, happiness has to fit in somewhere, right?  Good I’m glad you agree.  So, I am striving to attain happiness knowing that I will not always be happy but, I think, that the attaining thereof is where the fun is.
Okay, so I went on a self-date a few weeks ago to see Star Trek: Into Darkness.  Words cannot describe how great I thought that movie was.  JJ Abrams, once again, did an outstanding job directing.  The cast was also stellar in their performances.  I’ve heard a few folks say that the role of Kahn should have been played by another, more ethnic, actor.  I totally disagree.  Benedict Cumberbatch did an outstanding job and should be given credit for his portrayal.  There’s something about a British actor playing an antagonist that makes a movie worth watching.  Especially, when playing against an American actor.  It’s always the “Kingdom vs. the Colonies” or the “Civilized Soldier vs. The Renegade Cowboy” type of rhetoric that makes these types of battles fun.  By the way, if you haven’t seen it, I suggest IMAX 3D.
I’ve also started reading another book. It’s the first in the Sigma Force series by James Rollins called Sandstorm.  I read one of the other ones, The Black order, first and wanted to start from the beginning so, here we are.  I also joined a book club.  I follow some like-minded folks on Twitter called Blerds (Black Nerds) that started the club on goodreads.com.  The club is called The Blerd Book Club.  Personally, it’s a little too estrogen laced for me but I will continue to stick with it because the people are really nice folks and are excited about reading.  For the record, there are men in the club so, I don’t want it to seem like the club is one big “Waiting to Exhale” type of scene.  Some of the folks have blogs of their own so I will check those out.
I think I have held your attention for long enough.  Until next time…