Definition: WomanI'm so tired of living in a society and a world,More Like This
Where being a woman, means being beautiful,
Where the belief that a woman's sole purpose of existence,
Is to be pleasing to the eye and pleasurable to the body,
And her soul is lost to the idea that her worth lies in her ability to please.
Even Christian men, in fact some are the worst offenders,
Still fall into the lie that being a woman, means being beautiful,
When did this become feminine?
And this become- not?
When did doing something like a girl,
Turn into doing something badly,
Why is this beautiful?
And this, ugly?
It's a century old cliché but let me say it again,
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
And if you'd stop comparing us with your skewed scale of beauty,
And just look for God's masterful brushstrokes in that woman,
You could find her beauty,
And she would be worth loving,
Despite the fact she doesn't look like this,
What makes long, dark eye-lashes beautiful?
What makes full, red lips and pale skin feminine?
Human Trafficking"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness."More Like This
- Thomas Jefferson, the Declaration of Independence.
In the United States of America, you would be hard-pressed to find a person who did not believe in the three basic rights laid down in the Declaration of Independence: life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. These three rights have shaped our nation and the world for hundreds of years, often for the better. The first two life and liberty were first introduced by the philosopher John Locke, along with health and possessions. But listen to how John Locke states his philosophy:
"All mankind... being all equal and independent, no one ought to harm another in his life, health, liberty or possessions."
This gives us a different perspective on what the Founding Fathers were sayi
Parrots Confidential (The Value of Animal Life)(11/15/2014)More Like This
For those who are considering the idea of raising pets, especially exotic birds in particular, this is a good documentary to watch; it's called Parrot Confidential. It's a whole episode for about an hour long (but for those who may not have the time you can still watch a chunk of the material and get the gist of what's going on):
The video particularly discusses an issue with the pet trade of exotic parrots and the harsh reality of the consequences of humans taking them in as pets. The documentary uses a collection of personal stories that discuss the issues of parrot-owning, including a bird breeder who would find that many of the parrots bred from her shelter are being constantly re-homed, making her feel that she is contributing to the problem. Another mentions the issue of egg-snatching and how human inte
A Box is Never Big Enough(3/15/2015)More Like This
If an entire ethnicity is blamed and hated for the shortcomings of some members who happen to come from that background, that would be racism.
But if all of Christianity is blamed and hated for the shortcomings of some members of a church who happen to identify themselves as "Christians", that would be "okay".
Ironic, isn't it?
It's as if haters are actively looking for any dirt whatsoever to support their anti-Christianity. Anything wrong that a supposed "Christian" does will only further support their view that Christianity is a problem, giving them even more a reason to hate.
Christianity as a whole is still a frequent target of finger-pointing over the mess-ups of other people who happen to call themselves "Christian". Yet haters who are looking for any reason to point the finger fail to realize the following when they do point:
1) they choose to ignore any of the mess-ups committed by non-Christian
HeldWhen you took me from my petalMore Like This
and cupped my frailty
between your hands,
it was like my chrysalis was back
and I am changing again.
It was just as warm as I
paintbrushed your palms
with my monarch wings.
You opened up your smallest fingers,
and I saw five hundred facets
of your child's eye.
I saw every angle of your innocence,
I saw the sheen on your corneas
when you flitted those threadbare wings.
I saw the shoebox with corners
like a prism.
And your call was so loud
when you carried me home.
And I witnessed
your five hundred pins,
and five hundred books.
With five hundred fingers you
pinched me out,
and held me to brutal surgery.
I can feel my death like pollen
on a candy bar.
I only ask you start
with my insides.
nirvanawhen I am reincarnated I hope to come back as myself.More Like This
do not bury me
do not place a cigarette or something else in my hand when I am gone
and say that I wanted this.
do not give me wings like the other dragonflies and angels
put me back in this body that coughs and spits
and loves as recklessly as it writes.
do not give me dog-legs or dog-love.
give me back my lungs my liver my heart
as blackened as they may be.
leave me in a tub of ice and do not close my eyes.
I will close my gaping mouth myself in time, close myself up
climb from the ice and wrap a towel around my waist.
my old life soaking the earth, my new life dripping in.
ShareShare my Breath with your Smile,More Like This
Share my Dreams with your Light,
Share my Dark with your Beauty,
Share my Dance with your Fire,
Share my Scream with your Silence,
Share my Pain with your Flesh,
Share my Love with your Eyes.
Sunday morning visitI moved to this city five years agoMore Like This
Played it by ear, and went with the flow
The night of this city became lover and foe
With time you’ll learn when to stay or to go
Sunday morning, I was sweeping my floor
Heard the bell ring and saw you at the door
Said you didn’t want to miss me anymore
So you snuck out this morning at quarter past four
Turn round the corner, take the last train home
Take an umbrella and don’t forget your phone
Hurry, my sister, this ain’t a place for you
This city will lie and you’ll believe it’s true
Time might’ve passed but you remember your dreams
Carved into bark and stitched into seams
Now passion and memories lie broken and dead
And you wanted to know, did I, too, forget
Took the trail leading down near the river
To the station in the neighbouring town
The tree we used to climb has withered
And they took the tire swing down
You sit at the table with a cup of tea
Say you expected no different from me
So many things moth
WHATEVERWHATEVERMore Like This
I can love you or just buy you,
Whatever; I'll Love You.
You can love me or reject me,
You can feel me or just trick me,
You can hug me or seduce me,
You can heal me or just leave me,
You can save me or forget me,
I Will Love You Even If...
I Will Love You Forever, Whatever.
Monster in the BasementThe being under the basement cries at nightMore Like This
calling out for one simple friend that it cannot have
family above ignores what it cannot see
except the little boy who hears the screams in dark hours.
Solitary hours after dusk, before dawn
child of man travels down to see the beast that wept
bringing offerings of peace, words of comfort
friendship built on mutual loneliness was molded.
Talks late at night, stars overhead burning light
exciting tales of adventures to be had
but thoughts were simply just thoughts, never to happen together
and tales in the dark were simply that, tales.
Yet the child didn’t know the importance of secrets
family was anything but kind for the monster friend.
Monsters that were unlike the people of normalcy
are unwelcome to the family of the child of man.
Horror couldn’t get away fast enough
family strung him up and though he screamed
family didn’t care for the pain of a monster
who couldn’t feel any pain either way.
Monster lost his child
Being a Christian Manga-ka?Lets face it folks...the topic of Christianity is so unheard of in manga. There are very few "mangas" that solely base there theme towards Christianity. If so, many people believe that it is SO not a manga...just a comic book advertising the Christsian faith just to get you to follow thier religion. I know they're trying to do a good deed and trying to spread God's Word to those who love manga. The cold hard truth though: they're not very good.>__More Like This