Sanavit Deus

Why the Hell?

I am the man that I’d hope to be,
I keep you well and now you close to me.
I got thousands of reasons for making you my life,
But for some odd reason you aaint smilin as my wife.
I know life is coming atchu hard,
But life’s got oportunities when you follow God.
I gained some weight since then i know is not attractive,
I hit the gym and sweat alot and all It takes is practice.
But Baby as of late all you do is frown,
I used to be your star but you say imma clown.
Has it been that long already for us to be this,
that everything offends you I just can’t believe it.
When you read this baby i hope you know how i feel,
I respect you enough to tell you whats the deal.

The Attire

     There comes a time in life where you wear the wrong attire. The kind that makes everyone speak of you. The kind that makes everyone just have to comment on what your wearing and how your life must be. Yes, there is a time such as this for us all. The attire is a phase in life where nothing seems to be going the way it should. Where everything you stand/stood for once, has just left you. Where everyone is sure that the life you live is worse than a middle aged man working in McDonald’s still trying to figure it out.

     The attire might be a bit harsh but it can also benefit the user in particular ways. For instance, in this phase everyone is just so blatant about everything, that it shouldn’t be hard to notice you are wearing it. It feels comfortable enough to continue on with the daily motions of life, but the stench of failure will keep you wondering for how long the fake smile you’ve used, has been there. All your friends reveal certain opinions previously kept secret. Its probably because bad news couldn’t drag your zipper any lower. They assume that pilling up all of their accessories somewhere near you will aid your attire marvelously. 

     I wish I could continue and give you the right Attire but I’m afraid I currently looking for mine.

Thoughts of 4/6/11

     Life. I realize we can call it many names, but all of those names are due to our perceptions. It is simply the time we have, to spend our gift, which is life itself.

     God. I realize he is not just an Idea (also perceived), but a true merciful creator. It is simply impossible to fathom how precise he is in judging our sin without ever forsaking the love for his creation.

     Relationships. I realize they consist of various languages and not just procreation. It is simply communicating to others in our midst about how we feel, what we intend on doing and what we want to do together.   

     Life, because is what we are able to comment on. God, because he has made the call and we are the ones who do not answer. Relationships, because it is the way we relate to all the perceptions from each other, and to the choices we’ve all made. (To answer the call, to relate, and to what we blame)

     I have also concluded that we are all taught to question the author. On a supposed belief that he himself at some point has spoken his concern or at least implied it. I say whatever the reason, the focus should not be on the credibility of the author or causality of the matter, instead, on the success of the art becoming the concern of his audience. Social change. 

     Although, it is a most interesting detail of how the author came about in his intent of causing the change. But the focus of the people today is to crush the author and diminish his purpose along with his intent. What they have failed to see is, death itself has become a communicator. As those who search the truth will look for the silenced.

     In essence, the search of everyone should be the search of what is already established, saving plenty of time to continue a legacy instead of building multiple failing ones.