Purpose

It's in my blood

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This canvas gives me the ability to express myself freely, and honestly, it sets me free when I see the words on the screen in front of me

 

When my misery knocks me off my feet, and crushes me so I can't breathe, all that I need is to dig down deep inside of me to find the remedy

 

And I'm

Never gonna stop until I die

Never giving up on breathing life

It feels so good

It's in my blood

Never gonna break apart inside

Never running away from this fight

It's understood 

It's in my blood

 

Every little piece laid out innocently for everyone to see, and viciously, it flows through me to see the words on the page in front of me

 

And I'm

Never gonna stop until I die

Never giving up on breathing life

It feels so good

It's in my blood

Never gonna break apart inside

Never running away from this fight

It's understood 

It's in my blood

 

I'm never gonna stop

Never giving up

Never gonna break

I'll never run away

Never gonna stop

Never giving up

Never gonna break

I'll never run away

 

Cause I'm

Never gonna stop until I die

Never giving up on breathing life

It feels so good

It's in my blood

Never gonna break apart inside

Never running away from this fight

It's understood 

It's in my blood

Never gonna stop until I die

Never giving up on breathing life

It's understood 

It's in my blood

 

5/14/25

 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

I got some inspiration for this one from a band called breaking benjamin. 

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Call it destiny, call it fate somehow

But I finally know my purpose now

Is it my calling? No way of knowing

Test faith by falling, scars are still showing

 

You'll never know until you try

You have to try before you die

 

Everyone gets a chance to shine

For a small moment in life

Some are left waiting a lifetime

I was only thirty nine

 

I'm two decades in, but nowhere near out

My back to the wind, and I'm thinking how

This is my calling, finally showing 

Not scared of falling, I just keep growing

 

You'll never know until you try

You've got to try before you die

 

Everyone gets a chance to shine

For a small moment in life

Some are left waiting a lifetime

I was only thirty nine

 

6/10/23

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Maybe some will see this as an inspiration type lyric. Let me know in the comments.

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our p.o.t.e.ntial

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in response to ARISE:Pupil of the Eye conference 2, Juneteenth 2020

 

Inspired by quotatios from 'Abdu'l-Baha:

"Thou art like unto the pupil of the eye which is dark in colour, yet it is the fount of light and the revealer of the contingent world."

 

O thou who hast an illumined heart! Thou art even as the pupil of the eye, the very wellspring of the light, for God’s love hath cast its rays upon thine inmost being and thou hast turned thy face toward the Kingdom of thy Lord.
Intense is the hatred, in America, between black and white, but my hope is that the power of the Kingdom will bind these two in friendship, and serve them as a healing balm.
Let them look not upon a man’s colour but upon his heart. If the heart be filled with light, that man is nigh unto the threshold of his Lord; but if not, that man is careless of his Lord, be he white or be he black.

Unknowing Escapists

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Reedited on 06.10.2020:  I have noticed an incorrectly input hashtag term "correlative objective" which was actually "objective correlative" (this was what I have really meant & the two words comprising the term/phrase possibly got switched over for some unknown reason while reediting it during the last).  I've also committed some other huge errors, recently discovered, in regards to re-editing in one instance where a huge part of the Author's Notes/Comments got deleted, with just the remainder of it showing when discovered as of late (also for an unknown reason, but possibly for hitting some buttons mistakenly within the interface with such a small screen that which I am using).  Second of all, I re-edited the text sizes in this section to make the paragraphs or & the whole content in this Author's Notes/Comments uniformly presented.  Thank you for reading on.




Reupdated on 12.23.2019:  I simply have added unto the hashtags the following words/phrases/terms:  correlative objective, mimesis and diegesis, mimesis, diegesis.

 

 

Reedited on 07.19.2019, 07.18.2019, 07.17.2019 (On clarifications, disambiguation, misspelled/mistyped words, grammatical/semantical errors):  Upon reviewing my notes/comments, I could not help but notice something that I had to revise.  I have edited that something in my Author's Notes/Comments, for some time, yet I had not been able to update and indicate those in the former reedition (I may have forgotten it).  Some of my previous grammatical/semantical errors were corrected/edited; but that had also lent itself to being still erroneous after I had found out about the others/another, consequently.  Those were the scruples which I had, i.e., in noticing/not noticing/ignoring an unedited/missed part, i.e., of a sentence (that was erroneous & that which was consequently omitted.)

 

The idea behind this practice poem is certainly not an allusion to John Donne's famous line or to his poem, although it sounded like it—in fact, it was sort of in my head before this was done (I do not know about his poetics until later on, after doing this).  But the usage might easily denote such notions or concepts which you might have in mind already (a correlative or a relation/association to this).  The phrase first came to mind while I was in my first few steps of composing something (which I wanted to pull off in the creation process alone & not necessarily done while visualizing my supposed ends).  That might/could be dangerous if it was Magic.  I did not know what had prompted me.  It does not necessarily end up as I supposed to have wanted it to come off (in that it was not my endpoint, to think about it).  My orientation is/was not in that specified way, as for most poetic styles &/or semblances with each poems that are rather perceptual (aside from being already conceptual).  Generally.  It is a moot point to take note of the circularity of such philosophical arguments (e.g., especially at this time) which I could have done with the rest of my haiku adaptations during the last.  I kept on feeling awkward at using haikus in the first place, or for taking on the minimalistic Japanese approaches/styles (& the use of blank spaces), just to go about such particular pieces of "literary work".  I especially connote my written English aside from my own thoughts about the subjects (&/or objects) that comprise the 'denotata'/'designata' at the moment.  Besides, if you might want to really know about my objectives, you may outright realize that these would be my test pieces or guides for mapping out my whole understanding of Language.  I just hope that this note's real message (real intention) comes across and becomes well received in conjuction with the poem's explanation/history/reason/etc. as in the other author's notes/comments that went before this.

Silvery Appearing On Dark

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is reedited on 07.12.2019.

 

A replacement/substitution of a specific phrase "bed base" to the word "bedstead" was made unto the last line to properly denote what I had in mind earlier on.  I wanted to achieve something that I formerly thought would better represent those ideas (the intended imagery which was originally imprinted in my mind/thoughts during my initial creative process).  The specific word was not known to myself yet, or I also have no exact vocabulary word for that specific thought.  Neither do I know really how to call it, up until this point, because of the many specified ways to call something that resembles a type of a bed. This poem, therefore, might be tentative for that reason (due to the limited vocabulary words that I possess & for yet clarifying such undetermined objects in my mind).  Thank you for reading on.

Ordinary Or Not Ordinary

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January 2019
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Please critique, and give opinions

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*Wasted Time*

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Postpoem Friends

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Just a thought!
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Just a little "Poetic Humor"

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