Happy Easter, everyone

LOVE

Love is not the easy ride to happiness everyone takes it to be
It is a road traveled in a fast car or a slow train to destiny
Love is complex and full of hidden meaning
Love has so much to give, so much to receive in return
Love is a give or a take and love is possessive, yet being selfless
It is an act of surrender, being willing to submit to another’s will
In total trust and without fear of the outcome
Love is worship of another, devotion to a cause so great that death
Gives rise not just to the cherished memories but to life everlasting
Love is the desire to forget one’s self and serve this adored one
With a pure truth so consuming as to be the focus in life
Love is faithful, loyal, powerful and endless
Love exists because God exists as the love operating inside your heart
And guiding you in your actions; God is in control
He lives in you and works his wonders through the act of love
God is everywhere, in everything under the sun
Love begets love, universal love, love one another
God loves all, and His love is the greatest love gift of all
For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son
So that whosoever believeth in him shall have everlasting life

hi everyone,

thought i would come by today and enter a new blog and just fill in on things that have been going on in last few months. last year i did not come here too many times, though i would have liked to but for the last 6 months of the year i spent most of it with only library access as my own computer crashed and i had to send it for repairs, and then  after i got it back i changed from broadband to dial up and so that's a bit slower connection but cheaper. i have been more active in  church too , and have become a member of the first church of the nazarene and this is a church i feel comfortable in, which i can't say i ever felt before so after the new year this was a step i wanted to take.

i have also been working on several writing projects, and now have 2 collections of poems am going to publish. one is Resonance: the soul-bloom's quest, the other is Love's Own Passion. Some can be found among the backpages here on xanga, as a matter of fact.

i am still editing The Chair of Release and Remembrance, which am sorry i have not completed yet but i feel in its time, and mustn't push it, but i am steadily getting closer each day. everything in its season.

also i have been painting a lot during the time my computer was in shop and i now have about15 paintings of big cats, wolves and so on, and these are for sale, too.

i am glad we now have a new president and i pray that our economy improves now and things get better for everyone.

i have seen the power of prayer in action, so i am happy to know God is looking out for his children. He won't let anything too bad happen, he is a kind and loving father.

take care, God bless.

The Money Game

Money, money, money

Everybody needs it, but nobody’s got it

Money, money, money

It comes in slowly and goes out fast

Work for days, too many hours worth,

And then it’s gone in seconds

From one hand to another and another

From the moment of birth

Until the moment of death

Money hangs like a scythe over one’s head

Money is a liquid that never can be held onto for long

Money is an illusion that leads to delusion

It never stays around in anybody’s care for long

It never lasts and it causes much harm

It does more damage than good

Those who value money will do anything to get rich

Do anything to keep their position,

Do anything it takes to make it theirs,

Thinking it will solve all their problems

Not realizing it is the problem in the first place

That lack of money staring them in the face

Keeping up with the Johnson’s is the thing to do

Have what they have

Or better if possible

That nice car, that fine brick home,

The kids: a college fund,

That summer vacation,

The upper class job position;

This brings in the cash

And makes the dream reality

In this Dog eat Dog World,

How do we compete in the Rat Race?

Strife brings on the knife’s sorrow

Borrow tomorrow for yesterday’s plight

Borrow from Peter to pay off Paul

Paybacks are hell and it ain’t fair deals

Round Robin, Robin Hood

What goes around comes back around

You know, fool, money never grows like moss on trees

Money, money, money

Everybody, you say: everybody needs it

Money, money, money

Nobody, you say: nobody’s got it

When you don’t have it

You wear long faces, big pout

There’s never enough to help out

And take away the worries

Some people’s got it

Born with a silver spoon in their mouth

Or they got a special knack

Maybe they made a pact

And sold their souls to the devil

Some people flaunt their wealth

Three cheers to good health

Some people struggle to make ends meet

They find every effort they do

Earns little worth of value

They wonder at their bad luck

What is wrong with them?

Nothing they do earns them a good paycheck

Much as they’d like it otherwise, life sucks

Yesterday’s loan turns into today’s headache

Into heartache and misery

Living from paycheck to paycheck

Maybe no paycheck as the economy is dismal

How can it be solved?

Strife leads to a life

Full of compromises

And lots of empty promises

All for me and nothing for you to chew

Don’t except it and then you don’t miss it

Those who say that are secure with no cause for concern

The way to learn

Of another’s dilemma is to walk in their shoes

When you know firsthand what suffering means

You sympathize when you find the menu contains beans

Money, money, money, MONEY rules the world

Power is money, and smells so fine

Let’s use our time counting pennies and dimes

Temptation is the dance leading the innocent to crime

Evil deeds have a price that leads men down a road of sin

Money dreams, oh those money schemes

Get rich quick

Climb the corporate ladder

Walk over people’s backs,

And walk on their heads

Don’t think about who you hurt along the way

To succeed you do whatever you must

And if it breaks a trust

What the hey, what the heck

Everybody knows how the pecking order works

The survivors are the strongest jerks

Survival of the fittest

The weak never make it

They fall in the dust stirred up by the rush

Mankind doesn’t have much sympathy for the weak

Being sweet is only a means to an end

Whole businesses stand upon the broken backs

Of Mom and Pop, smeared in blood, tears and forked tongued lies

It requires the leader’s ruthless heart to succeed in this Money Game

Money is the boon, the aim, the goal in this race for Power

Everyone believes when money is around

Happiness will be found

The truth is that the things that matter most in life

Have no price tag and can not be bought, sold or bartered away

It is free and given with a joy unmatched by anything money can buy

Money, money, money

You suck up the fools who don’t understand

They tell you money gives you everything best in life

They love everyone dependant upon a monetary system

You can live simply and be happy with few if any worries

Money creates worries and much of the sadness in the world

Money is not made by God it is made by man

And look at every single and unique problem on this earth

And you will find a dull coin chokes its very life’s breath

For money in some way caused this to happen

Until civilization builds a nation

Independent upon a monetary system

And finds true freedom from man’s slavery to Money

Then and only then will Peace reign on Earth