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Faith

is subjective.

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Churches are not the houses of the lords, our bodies are. Even so, it is nice to visit, say, a Catholic church, and pray for guidance, although you could do that in a copse, or a forest, and get a bigger response.
Reach out and touch faith.

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Gallantry

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Many virtues have been lost with the passing of time and the hardening of the human heart, but perhaps one we need to restore is gallantry. I have been, mainly because London is such an overcrowded place, so the alternative to gallantry would be rage. It is so much easier to avoid confrontation, than to just let other people through. If they are in such a rush to get to where they need to go, they need not lose caution by you berating them for pushing you out of the way. Where I draw the line, however, is the queue, especially since it was established and developed in London, I feel the need to approach it with austerity. So when a lady blatantly cut in front of me, and I pointed it out (although in the past, I would have just said, Woe is me, and shrugged, in submission), and she responded in an abrupt, impatient way, grabbing my arm, and pinching it, I gave her my spot in the queue, only to tell her, You shouldn’t grab strangers arms, madam, you may have bruised me. Everyone looked at her. I did not feel good about myself in particular, but I can no longer blame myself or the universe for these awkward situations, and so I let it all go, and focus on how to bring gallantry into the twenty-first century within myself, and allowing others to cut in front. I will go where I need to go, and if I go steadily, and with the god of my own understanding, the mere experience of going from A to B will be so much richer.

Aura

Some people glow more than others, all the times. Sometimes those who glow more than others all the time dim, so when they dim, they darken deeper than those who do not glow so often, or so much. To invite the glow means to experience happiness, to make happiness expand. If a person is not happy, they will not glow, and happiness will shrink. You will look into their eyes and you might be startled by the nothing you see there. Each of us is responsible our auras are at their strongest light, or else what are we doing, what do we have lightbulbs hovering over our heads like satellites hovering over the globe for anyway?

The one who creates the switch feels familiar in both lit and dark worlds

Heaven. It is always
somewhere else. Why
not here?
Peace. It is always
in the future, or
in the past. Why not now?
Love. It is always never,
it is always to someone else,
for someone else.
Why not you?

Screenqueen

It’s funny to think that real life is being lived on the screen, and we are just on the other side, watching Buffy and the Vampire Slayer.

Golden Age

Greece.

Son: Father, say you love me.
Father: Son, I cannot.

Rome.

Son: Father, say you love me.
Father: Son, I cannot.

Shakespeare.

Son: Father, say you love me.
Father: Son, I cannot.

Queen Victoria.

Son: Father, say you love me.
Father: Son, I cannot.

Hindu.

Son: Father, say you love me.
Father: Son, I cannot.

Brahma Kunaris.

Son: Father, say you love me.
Father: Son, I cannot.

Norse.

Son: Father, say you love me.
Father: Son, I cannot.

Bible.

Son: Father, say you love me.
Father: Son, I cannot.

Cinema.

Son: Father, say you love me.
Father: Son, I cannot.

 

 

Where could you only find her, the one who could mend your heart?

In poetry only, in between its lines.

What do we do with all our sorrow?

Tonight we drink the seven seas.

Nosedive

From light we came
to light
we shall return:

so, I, too,
will,
will be,

will be
until the

universe

is done
taking bites out of me
and let’s me be

let’s me become
a light

I was meant
to be

a satellite
taking a nose

dive
in the
Mediterranean.

Wear your best self, at the dinner table

win_20170217_19_13_32_proThe elegant solution in absolving your heart in spiritual elocution and the soul of diction is that you assist the universe to assist you in resisting against the poisonous ablutions of mechanical articulations of every big brother, every defeated father, every stone in every minefield, overturned, to reveal a blasted face. And for what? The past self? Screw the past self. The present self is. The future self can be. I look behind me, I see Greece. I look before me, I see Greece. Every where I look, is Greece. Is this Europe, or not?
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