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Saturday, September 27, 2008

BETRAYAL, TRUTH, LIES AND HOPE



It throws me when someone I gave my trust to
has hurled mean words at me.

It is such an act of clear betrayal.

I want to trust.

Especially in family.

I don't think I will ever be able to find a place
to store this ugly knowledge.

Though having the knowledge is better than denying it

When loving someone requires you to sacrifice yourself
it doesn't feel like love.

That's why I am here
while you are there

Broken family
but not broken spirit

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Clip from the movie Coach Carter
Uploaded by GiantsAwakening
I find things like this comforting.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
Your playing small doesn't serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We were all meant to shine as children do.

It is not just in some of us, it is in everyone,
and as we let our own light shine,
we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

Written by Marianne Williamson in her book Return to Love
This passage is often accredited to Nelson Mandella.


I love the little book To Believe in Man by Joseph Pintauro...

...unless we all have plenty one of us will become a thief
the thief will make you angry
you will hurt him

this will hurt his children
they will punish you
this will hurt your children
they will punish his children
and that's how it begins

to believe in man is to know
peace will not work
if just one man alive
is unjust
if one many alive
is ignorant or hungry or crazy or ashamed

for we have seen

if only one of us
decides to pull the plug,
the millions of us can kiss the world good bye
whether we like it or not.

all we ask o lord
is to be safe
from the rain
just warm
enough in winter
to watch the snow with a smile
enough to eat
so that our hunger will not
turn us to angry beasts
and sanity enough
to make a justice
that will not kill our love of life...

WHO
WERE
YOU
ALL
?

we spoke in short
sentences
with our lips and eye
brows
we kept our teeth
white and
we smiled.
We could hard-
ly figure out why
We were here
but we tried

to love life
hoping it had
reasons of its own.

our worst ugliness
was our blindness
to our own beauty

and our fear
more than death
was rejection
from each other.

Remember
all those things
we used to
blame on the devil
and all those things we left up to god?

Now, it's all a hundred times
more
complicated

WE MUST BECOME
NEW MEN
or be satisfied
as we are.

...either way
we risk tragedy.


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OBAMA - BIDEN 2008


I'm Sick of John McCain
McCain ran ads Friday at 10:00 a.m. that John won the debate
That was before he agreed to take part in the debate



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