Accountability

At the end of our days,

In our final exhalation,

When we take measure,

We should find satisfaction

In our accomplishments,

As well as dissatisfaction

In our lack of them.

The Answer

Six,

Is the answer 

To everything

On Quarreling

 We need not seek or enjoy quarreling.  However, there should be a certain satisfaction after any disagreement, for both should have learned something new about each other.  Clearly remembered should be the making up, with the understanding that sex must be followed with conversation.

Why?

Need I explain its meaning?

When it has only one.

I need only to say,

In my language,

It is finished.

Yesterday Revised

Yesterday

In the midst of chaos and despair,

I found myself alone.

Having to fend for myself,

I picked up the pieces of my broken dreams and lost illusions.

Yet today, again

When all is lost and life I can not bare, 

Yesterday's pain seems beyond compare.

And once again,

Despair.

Lost

Life is nothing but a rigorous struggle,

Filled with frustration and disappointment.  

Then, I find the banana I had hidden.

On Today

On this day of gratitude and reflection, I was awaken by the news describing the great efforts which we must make to be with our loved ones today.  The drastic steps we need to take to protect ourselves from religious fanatics and ill fated extremist.  I thought,  Thank God I'm an atheist.

On My Blog

I was recently asked what the was its purpose.  Upon reflection, I began to doubt the purpose and questioned if indeed it was my failed attempt in deceit and self aggrandizement.  I began questioning my feelings and if indeed they were true.  I questioned my aim and if indeed I wanted the public to think more of me that what I thought of myself.  My realization was that I did not have an aim.  I am doing it because I have to.  Because it is what I have always done.  I am ashamed, I must admit.  Ashamed that within its content, there are no earth shattering declarations, no great truths.  Ashamed that they are only simple thoughts, which I feel compelled to conceal in prose and cover with pigment.  In black and white for all to see, are the simple thought of a simple man.  That is all.

My Intent

Is to say how I feel, 

What I think,

What my believes are.

Then,

Watch their reaction.

On Habits

Whether good or bad,

I love my habits.

I need never to think about them.

Do It

Do it with passion, with fervor, with might.

Then, sit and enjoy that hard boiled egg.

On The Times

When Shall Government take cue from Corporate

And begin doing more with less?

Our Duty

If we do not expect greatness from our children,

How can they expect it from themselves?

How can they achieve it?

As Said...

The only two things which are certain are
Death and Taxes.
Except,
With time, 
The former gets lower
And the latter higher.

On Today

Watch reality

To neglect it.

You Know....

Life is not so bad without imagination.

What Shall We Remember

Have forgotten
The Insults,
Have forgotten
The Beatings,
Haven’t forgotten
The feeling.

I call upon thee now

I shall not call thy name,

Upon my death bed.

I call upon thee now.

To quench my thirst

To fill to rim

This empty vessel.

Illuminate me.

Give me reason for being

No need to kneel upon my chamber

No need to adorn my casket with fragrant lilies.

Speak to me now.

A dark and frigid coffin,

I shall soon embrace.

I am not angry

I am rueful.
For unable I am
To change.
My thinking,
My sentiments,
My beliefs.
I have been a coward.
For I have been unable to say,
I am hurt.

11/11/2010

It could not be more glorious.
Bathed in golden light
This morn.
Proffers reverence
For my existence.
Affirms my wanting,
To believe.
Then,
I hear their voices.
I see their struggle.
I feel their pain.
Then,
Unerring I am
Of my beliefs.

On Youth

Beware,
For when left on the vine,
The most delectable fruit
Withers and dies.

work

In my youth,
My life defined my work.
Today,
My work defines my life.

I believe

We all die
We don't all live
Some deserve neither.

Never Too Late for Advice #1

This is for you. 

For you to gaze upon and to see beyond your horizon,

Beyond the edges which bound you. 

Read between the lines and sever the strings which bind you. 

Seek within, find solace in your solitude and in it, find your voice. 

Speak your truths out loud, passionately. 

Fervently pursue your dreams. 

Dream loftily,

Deny penance or absolution for your fervor. 

Diligently maintain your course. 

Denounce a bridle, reject a bit. 

Today

Wake up,
Spring up.
Sing in the shower and through your day.
Grieve neither for yesterday nor tomorrow.
Live today.
Live the moment.
Make today memorable.

Is it worth it?

The laconic glimpse of the setting sun.
The harmonic chirp of nature.
The lingering bouquet of my empty goblet.
The captivating fragrance of the evening air,
The warm embrace of my cigar
Is it worth bearing this agony?

The things we hear

Last night, I heard someone say "Life is what we make it"  I mentally concurred, without the opportunity to praise her statement.  However, a few minutes later I overheard her mentioned her regret for the abandonment of her life longed desire to visit and study India's culture and religion in her attempt to "Find herself"  I was relieved not to have praised her previous comment or to have insulted her ignorance.  I thought our lives were made, created by our efforts not found by coincidence.

My dilemma

I awake each morning with a deep desire to change the world.  I  remind myself that I have a purpose, a duty, a responsibility to state my thoughts and beliefs.  To affect my world.  However, after breakfast, after my morning routine in the treadmill, after my shower, while shaving and looking in the mirror, I develop a deep desire to enjoy my day as much as possible.  The realization that life is brief and fragile is  overwhelming and I find it extremely difficult to schedule and plan my daily activities.