Quotes and Poetic Thoughts

Beautiful relationships are born of tragedy and constant struggle.

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Born of Yesterday Born of Today

Born of freedom we be of nationalities; the Africans, the Jewish, the unjustifiably named American-Indians, the Aztec Indians, the Spanish-Americans, the Civil War African-Americans, the Indian people of India, the improvised Chinese peoples, and too many other nationalities neglected by the history of prejudice.

Born of freedom we be – great peoples of the world, born of yesteryear, born into the unthinkable circumstance of ignorant darkness. The great spirit of humanity has always been the beacon of light that place our spiritual self in perpetual motion. It is the continuous freedom – the true flight of the phoenix – born of today, born of yesterday.

Nothing new, nothing gained will ever come from fear of our indefinite human evolution. It is an iniquity of power that divides a nation, and left corruptible – will be the very thing that keeps prejudice and elitism alive – living deep and unsubstantiated in the heart of the denier. Born of yesterday we are, born of today is the face of what we as a nation will ultimately become – as we reside in a falsehood of abstract death.

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Toque humano

Alguna ciencia rastreó el ADN - prueba mi ascendencia - vagando en el crepúsculo, refleja la carga de estrellas renuentes.

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YouTube Video: Pablo speaking in his natural language

Siempre he amado a Pablo, él es uno de los grandes poetas del mundo, razón por la cual su obra ha sido traducida a muchos idiomas.

Human Touch

Some science traced DNA – test my ancestry – wandering in twilight, mirror the burden of reluctant stars.

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Swart Geskiedenis - Die Krag van Waarheid

Rou in nostalgie - 'n gevoelloosheid van die dood is die ewige smarte - sing
waar die geneigdheid van onderhandel herstel loop stil en verlate.
'n miljoen liedjies ons Afro-Amerikaanse broers en susters het gesing - lewende bewys
lewe in 'n misverstaan plek, steeds.

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Black History – The Power of Truth

Grieving in nostalgia – a numbness of death are the everlasting sorrows – sing

where the propensity of negotiated reparations walk silent and abandoned.

A million songs our African American brothers and sisters have sung – living proof

living in a misunderstood place, still.

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t السجين

واحد حبة رمل يساوي مليون أو حتى حبات من معرفة الله - والثارات من الغضب الحرب، توقف والغضب المستمر.

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The Prisoner

One grain of sand equals to a million or so grains of God knowledge – and the revenge of war rage, standstill and rage continuous.

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Born of Yesterday

Born of yesterday is where some existing spirits live in the mind of a dead spirit.

We can only be resurrected when the guiltless love we share is manifested, shared, and coordinated by the innocent hands of this dispelled time.

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10 Scripture Quotes to Power Your Day in 2017 and Beyond

The Holy Bible and rare scriptural doctrine contains many verses that carry effective forms of inspiration, and when the road we travel seems to wear down our spiritual platform – these words – we turn to in times of duress can set our spirit at continuous peace.

Many well-established preachers, pastors and women of faith often use scripture verses as a stage to support their sermons. Becoming a better Christian person is all about spiritual reinforcement, this is the bedrock of stability in striving to live a healthy Christian life.

Where do we find the power to sustain our spiritual growth when our spiritual well is depleted? There may be no better place to conduct this task - than in the privacy of your home – while resting in meditation, reading and continuously learning to appreciate the Bible and what it provides.

The next passages I have provided are for spiritual support to power your day in 2017 and beyond.

1. Psalms; 6:2 “Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.” 

2. Psalms; 7:1 “O Lord my God, in thee do I put my trust: save me from all them that persecute me, and deliver me:”

3. Psalms; 7:8 “The LORD shall judge the people: judge me, O LORD, according to my righteousness, and according to mine integrity that is in me.”

4. Proverbs; 1:23 Turn you at my reproof: behold, I will pour out my spirit unto you, I will make known my words unto you.”

5. Proverbs; 25:28 “He that hath no rule over his own spirit is like a city that is broken down, and without walls.”

6. Proverbs; 31:10 “Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.”

7. Matthew; 28:19 “Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost:”

8. Matthew; 28:20 “Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen.”

9. Second – Corinthians; 1:4 “Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.”

10. Revelation; 22:17 “And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And let him that heareth say, Come. And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely.”

We become free when we release the burden from our flesh, we are all spiritual creatures, and some will be blinded by the light, and some will see the light. Quote: Alfonso Coley

Citations poétiques en français

Voir grand; développer de grandes pensées en permanence - de ne jamais devenir un #TragicSurvivor

Think Big on Hashtag Quotes and Hashtag Poetry

Think big; grow big thoughts continuously – to never become a #TragicSurvivor

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YouTube: Joel Osteen -- 2017

Pictures and Memories

Pictures and memories is that we have of you now,

and yes – they will have to do

to appease our lovely desire not forget what is precious.

Pictures and memories are all that are left of you now,

and as your spirit moves between us

we will honor your memory in the proceeding days to come.

Pictures and memories are such a wonderful thing,

a thing sort of like being born more than once or twice.

Love is a fleeting thing for those that never believed in love.

The fleeting moment of this time

expends so much energy,

and yet, keeps everything in its proper perspective.

Pictures and memories constantly remind us of that gentle time

when everything seemed perfect

and would never change –

only by the way of an accident would this embellish the

memory of your smile.

Pictures and memories are all that will never grow old

of your memory, and yet – we all will soon grow old

one day if time permits this to be so.

Your father and mother have collected pictures and memories

in their mind, and they will find the time

to place them in a place where eternity exist

and share the memory of good times as it was meant to be.

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A Rite of Passage for Aaron the Befallen Son

The brevity of the moment has come to pass - as my nephew Aaron Coley has now succumbed to a swimming accident that occurred more than two weeks ago – which he would not survive from this tragic accident. My brother is presently torn between the why and why God did this had to happen to his son whom had such a bright and promising future? There is no easy answer to this question on why some people live a long and prosperous life, and why some accidents happen.

I wrestled with how to put in writing about my feelings on how I could write anything pertaining to my nephew premature and untimely death. It is a rite of passage that I dedicate these words to my feelings of
deep sorrow about the enduring brevity of my nephew leaving this earth a little too soon, a little less before the maturity of his life, where his dreams will never come to fruition before this lifetime.

Bitter sweet is this moment in time, two days before my fifty second birthday, and six days past my brother forty eighth birthday. I wish that I had more time to spend contented moments with my nephew, but it makes no difference about what I previously wished for, something that could have happened, but never will come to light of this time and place. This is a most bitter sweet moment for the mother, father, and family members, but it is also a time and opportunity for the family to reflect upon the happy times, and also not a time to echo nor reflect upon the negative affect of losing a child at such a tender age.

A rite of passage is what all of my family will live with today and tomorrow, and it is up to each and every one of us to bridge the inconsistency of this life, where our well connected family will need to support and love each other unconditionally in this most delicate time. This is the road we travel, the path which leads us into eternity arms of sweet release. As I spoke with my brother about his pain of losing a son, I also let him know that he does not walk alone in his pain. My Brother is very fortunate to have an abundance of family support to walk with him through this troubled time.

The call of God has welcomed a new spirit into the arms of the vast universe of Heaven - which we all struggle with the complexity of life and death. Even though many of us may not want to accept this death as premature, we all will have to come to terms with and learn to accept the the reality of this most difficult time.  A long life my nephew will not have, but his spirit will remain within the heart, mind and soul of each family member whom loved him dearly, and traveling through this heart wrenching moment, this death will not separate us, it will indeed make us stronger in our living deeper spirit, more compassionate in our depth of this moment in time, and hpoefully become more loving in our deliberate dense relationships. Friends and family will remember Aaron the befallen son, a star that is part of eternity stars now – the wonderful corridors of light – where our tears are forgiven for the broken hearted.

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Where Are The Supermen?

No tears when we are born from this earth,

and yet - the baby cries out for constant love.

But the golden veil responds back from a ferocious death,

and in turn repels the energy of this universe.

In some honest desperation

our wisdom is tested by what we believe

not to be, and in our last desperate act

we always cling to the belief of the impossible.

Between the innocent child whom has no super hero,

it is the stark reality of the belief

of love reverent before his spirit may grow not to die.

The love that keeps us grounded

in this life, is living between

what is here and there.

Where are the supermen who will save my child

from this disparity?

Where are the supermen

who have no idea

how to save my brothers child?

Where are the supermen whom look so wonderful -

but yet know the consequence of this fragile life of this shuddering time?

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