I say what matters in this life? Could it be we learn kindness is it's own reward? I will talk to God when and if I see him. But friends don't need help in Heaven. They need help on Earth. So I shall do the best I can with the resources allotted to me. May all your wishes come true.
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Love- Indifference- Hate, of the three, Indifference is the worst , it has no weight, no side to sit on , energy none, just illusion .Then there is Tate, He has whittled away at himself, done what we are scared to do .He knows what he means and means what he knows.We survive, endure this Devils world, and Tate he gives us hooks to hang our thoughts on.
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I like that thought it is so prophetic. I hang my hat at the door along with my pretensions and misc.. read moreI like that thought it is so prophetic. I hang my hat at the door along with my pretensions and misconceptions. I question everything especially our religion. Most assuredly the reason for hiding the truths to believe our own lies.
nice thought...it leaves the readers with a question they have silently been ignoring for awhile...
"I wander glade, stroll promenade" this line's my favourite!
Good thoughts to ponder and consider. I would agree with QSS spoke of in God, judgement, and conversations.
And I agree with her that this is a thought provoking write. Well done.
Tate, I always enjoy reading your work as there is a life lesson, or a thought provoking topic within each piece.
Some look back on childhood as a happier time, less stress, or perhaps less responsibility. I don't think all of us do however. My only fear of death is leaving my children before a time in which they can take care of themselves. That fear is a preoccupation from my own childhood of losing my parents, especially my mother, when I was relatively young. I don't fear death for myself. It is the only guaranteed thing in this life, we should do more to learn to accept that aspect of life rather than fear it. IMHO...
I do the best I can for now, and for the future... rarely do I look back on the past with a longing to return (well, one or two moments maybe), but I embrace the day... as we are never guaranteed a tomorrow. I love to a fault, share to a fault, give to a fault... and I am perfectly happy with me that way. I'm not worried about what awaits me after my last breath. We are all sinners in one form or another, I am not going to fret continuously over my behavior and how others may judge me. If there is a God, he knows me already, and I have no fear of having a discussion, at the pearly gates, regarding my humanity.
I know I struggle with questions concerning a afterlife or if there is life existing beyond this physical one. I don't understand that if there is no life after this then why is there life to begin with, but that is my inner struggles and I won't ramble here. This was very well penned. It has such a interesting touch that makes me think and think again. I wonder if or when the truth is revealed...if it will really matter anyway. o.O Now I am starting to ramble again.
We are accountable for what we do now...it does matter to God what we do right here...right now. He gave us the gift of free will. So we must use this power wisely. Friends remind of our fallibility...they hold us up through our earthly sufferings. I think one can say "friends" are a gift from God. They are a blessing if we let them into our busy lives. It's the grouchy people...that die alone...that have nobody showing up to their funerals...what a sad...sad way to go...that's why it rains at those funerals. Their free will to let others in...went to waste.
This is beautiful. The ending is exquisite.
I'm not a believer in any kind of God or afterlife... morbid as it is, that means we - in my opinion - have to savour the time we've got and just have a good time. Which seems ironic coming from someone who spends so much time in the darkness of her own thoughts. But there you go...
This is a great poem. Keep up the hard work!
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