war

the consequences of the american action in various parts of the world is yet to be determined.

the will of america cannot, and should not, be imposed on different cultures.

the reaction of the united states of america in response to the event of 9-11 is evident.

other countries are victims.

this war brought upon the american and freedom loving nations on this earth was not asked for. it was given.

this war, if you haven't the eyes to see, is of faith. it is an idiot war. for god.

there is no "big answer", despite the foolishness of human religion that causes so much pain and suffering in this mortal sphere.

all victims, of all wars, are innoncent.

they exist because of ignorance.

of the reality of the ignorance of the human race. of the reality that we are together on this globe that spins in space that we don't know where it is going to...

the children of this earth must be protected,

or we all will surely die...

love

love gives meaning to life when one's eyes open in the morning,
and meaning when one's arm's hold at night.

love takes away the dreams that are nightmares,
and love keeps the dreams that are alright.

love is a filter that sorts out things in life,
love is the shining light.

of love and pain

as we go thru life
we go through love and pain.

sense is a vast word best left to the scholars.

our hearts can be in the most best place,
but we can be blind.

we can have everything, but still be lonley.

we can find what we believe in,
and find it dust.

our only hope in this human conception
of where we all turn,
is to try to understand.

see, the pain of the world, sometimes,
is greater than we grasp.

and sometimes, when it get's so heavy,
see.... we gotta take a breath...

and rediscover love, for what it's worth,
see...i am writing to you.

the pain involved in the nations of this earth.


if i had my way, i would hope that you understand,
that the message of life is not
born to man.

and that the love that we feel
is not circumstance,

that the message of life is another day.

that the meaning of life...

is not in circumstance,
that the meaning of life is here in our eyes.

*grrr... great... the damn blog took away my poem...*