Tag: questions

Hold on for one more day

by Soulful Storytellers, LLC, posted in Eclectic thoughts, Poetry

#Soulmuze #SuicidePrevention #SoulfulStoryTellersInc #StrongerThanUThink #TalkToAStranger #HoldOnForOneMoreDay #Sunshine #YouCanHelpSaveAnother #YouAreNotAlone #Talk

Until you have reached a point of no return and truly contemplated ‘Do I want to keep on living?’ you will never know the strength required to take your own life. Just like those who make that decision never knew how strong they really were. We will never know how many of them may have realized that they really wanted to live as they were dying.

Do not judge those who committed suicide. Do not chalk it up to ‘they have been dealing with anxiety, depression and/or taking medication for years.’ It’s not cut and dry, emotional pain, depression and heartbreak can’t be fixed with a pill. Recovery is not over night.

Look to the clouds overhead there’s an Angel who’s hoping you heed the words that’s about to be said…

When thoughts of suicide pop into your head remember your worth more alive than dead.

Lifeless body covered with a white sheet

What made you take that final leap?

Were you confused? Abused? Hurt? Afraid?

Was that the only choice you could have made?

We often think to end our life will be the end of the problem

But often times it escalates it to those you left behind.

They carry the burden,the sadness, the pain of your actions.

Death does not always bring closure or satisfaction.

It’s easy to say ‘it will get better one day’

When you’re not the one suffering emotional, physically, mentally

There is not a one word phrase or answer that can give you the strength you need to persevere

When the fight in you is gone its harder to hold on

But should you allow yourself to live for another day you are one step closer to beating the demons that try to take your life way

Hold on just once more and you open the door to life a little more.

Hang in there please stay for you can live to help extend someone else’s life another day.

©️ Soulmuze 2018

What is love?

by Soulful Storytellers, LLC, posted in Eclectic thoughts

#Soulmuze #Soulspiration #SpillingInk #SoulfullySpeaking #EclecticThoughts #WinningOrLosingLove #WhatIsLove #MySoulSpeaks #DefiningLove

It’s so exhausting hearing about and experiencing broken heart syndrome. It seems one can never do enough to hold on to or even capture another person’s love and commitment.

Are human beings incapable of exclusive love? Is love the equivalent of chasing unicorns and rainbows?

Eve was made from the rib of man, for every man there’s a tailor made woman, a rib-mate so to speak, well just forget that… bullocks! Today women outnumber men and transgenders are the upward trend.

What is love?

It probably exists in an alternate universe because in this one it’s tainted by selfishness, greed and stranger things. The way of love is the ‘new’ normal, it’s sampling, a piece of this and that. Not sure what to choose? Well, you don’t have to, take your time to resample indefinitely.

Is it good or bad? Russian roulette with people, emotions and most importantly your life (diseases if you please or irate side pieces trying to cut your lights out). I guess we leave everything else to chance so why not love.

What is love?

Just a word, like cat or dog. You decide for yourself what it means and how you want to experience it.

“Harsh enough to hurt, gentle enough to soothe, strong enough to conquer, but not enough willing to share in its purist, loyal form…Love.” (Soulmuze)

Image courtesy of Google Images

©️Soulmuze 2018

AreWeSoFarGone?

by Soulful Storytellers, LLC, posted in Poetry

AreWeSoFarGone #Soulmuze #Soulspiration #SpillingInk #MassMurder #SoulSpeaks #TimeChangesButNotMan #GunControlLaws #SameScriptDifferentCast

Everyone is so focused on sexual freedom and same sex marriage
Seems to me the focus is all wrong
#AreWeSoFarGone?
Who really cares with whom you lay
when a bullet intended or stray will take you away
AreWeSoFarGone?
Are guns and bullets
dispensed from vending machines?
Random disturbed minds find pleasure in creating mass murder scenes
AreWeSoFarGone?
No space is clear, no safety anywhere
Schools running lock down drills ,
“Hide children so you don’t get killed!”
AreWeSoFarGone?
The President is yapping words, empty sounds
Wow!! The voters agreed to ‘make america great’ by letting the country
be run by a clown
AreWeSoFarGone?
Government officials making decisions based on
your race or your ethnic stand
In a country built with people who make up “melting pot” hands
AreWeSoFarGone?
This life matters, that life matters, your flag, my flag tongues just wag and wag
But STILL no justice for the  murdered, raped, bullied, beaten man, woman, child, mother, daughter, son, dad
AreWeSoFarGone?
People hiding behind religion to serve their destructive needs
As others stay on the knees screaming, crying to whatever they worship
 “Help us find peace please!”
AreWeSoFarGone?
Excuse after excuse day after day blaming one group after another for the state of the world today
Is this true or is there some world order at play?
AreWeSoFarGone?
Conspiracy theories have plagued our lands
Is a stepford society the ultimate plan?
AreWeSoFarGone?
Mark of the beast, gps chips in everything soon to be in our brains
Mans quest to take over the world is driving everyone insane
AreWeSoFarGone?
That badge for which we once had so much respect
Now we see it, anxiety kicks in and wonder
“Will they kill me next?”
AreWeSoFarGone?
We must be…
It seems the madness is slowly taking over you, taking over we
So the question still stands…
 AreWeSoFarGone?
If we are not so far gone, how do we get back before we are totally lost?
Photo credit Soulmuze
(c) Soulmuze 2017

Take the exit ramp

by Soulful Storytellers, LLC, posted in Eclectic thoughts

Castro Exit ramp

#Soulmuze #MySoulSpeaks #ExitRamp #ICanIWill #Soulspirations #NegativeToPositive #LoveLight #BloodInThePen #SpillingInk

Day after day we are facing our fears and new challenges. Those of us who are spiritually attuned with the universe analyze behavior of self and others.

We are seeking answers for our unlimited “whys.” Why did we enable these negative behaviors? Why is it all so consuming, stagnating our dash?

We seek the answers for our “hows”. How do we make our days filled with unlimited love and peace amidst all the negativity that flows through the elements? How can we control what’s not in our control?

We seek the answers for our “whats.” What can we do to smoothen life’s journey? What can we do to strengthen our resolve and not spiral backwards?

We seek the answers for our “whos.” Who do we keep and who do we let go? Who is truly for us?

We seek the answers for our “whens.” When will our hopes and dreams come to fruition? When will the pain end?

Finally, we seek the answers for our “wheres”. Where do we begin the journey of recovery? Where are the answers hidden?

It’s the never ending cycle which is life. We know that once we can secure the answers we can secure ourselves.

We can start by taking the exit ramp and forge a new path on our respective highways of life.

We have separate paths, at some point we will come to a crossroad and that is your moment of truth… which way to go?

Exit the need to ask others to forgive you. Forgive yourself for allowing situations to make you go left instead of right.

Exit doubt in your abilities. You are being the best you that you can be.

Exit close mindedness. Open the path for self-improvement. Make your best even better.

Exit the mindset that the world is against you. Accept that everyone is not for you but there will always be someone who is right there with you.

Exit the life of quantity. Enter the realm of quality. Empty people, empty thoughts have no place in your world.

Exit the thought of obligations that are not respected or reciprocated. You don’t have to stay in something to prove anything to anyone. You, like time is precious don’t waste it. There’s always something or someone more deserving of your energy.

Exit others people’s judgment of you. If they didn’t take the time to learn or understand your journey, don’t live by their judgement. People are often stuck on what you were not who you are becoming.

Take the exit ramp to forgive yourself of your transgressions.

It’s not a goal, for goals have an endpoint. It’s a journey that only ends when your physical presence is no longer required in this space time continuum.

Until your transition date you should live on the open pathways of

love, light and weightlessness.

© Soulmuze 2018

Do it just because…

by Soulful Storytellers, LLC, posted in Eclectic thoughts

#Soulmuze #Soulspiration #UnselfishActs #ExpectNothing #ItsAChoice

❤️ I had to remind myself of this yesterday and this pops up today. I believe we are sent messages and too often we ignore them but not I.

When you willing give so much of yourself and dedicate yourself to someone you naturally expect the same from them in return. However, that’s not always the case.

Your actions are just that, yours, it’s a choice. You made the choice, you own said choice and you accept the risk-reward that accompanies it.

If we put it in a business context we can easily understand and accept. You take the risk, invest $10k in stock the market, it does well and your investment doubles, you enjoy the reward. You continue to take the risk and let it all ride, the next day the market tanks you not only lost your profit but your initial investment, you have nothing. Who do you blame? The stock market is volatile you knew that going in… well?

Life is volatile. People are volatile. Mother Nature is volatile. No matter how much you try to filter out the weeds they still find their way through. You prepare, you plan, you purposely pursue yet and still you seem to be standing in the same oddly shaped unidentified geometric spot. Stuck in the middle of what appears to be your private unique lonely universe. You’re yelling out imprecations but no one can hear you. Or maybe they do but don’t care because they got what they wanted from you already.

Before you gave of yourself did you question ‘what do I get out of this, what’s my return on this investment?’ Did you think about the risk-reward?

We are so busy rushing through this life creating our own expectations of others, blaming others for not meeting our expectations which we never communicated in the first place. We expect everyone to just know, be mind readers, common sense, telepathy… WE ARE ALL UNIQUE so is there really such thing as common sense? What do we really fucking know anyway? Everyone writes their script as they go. We can’t even erase shit properly, we can still see the outlines of the past, and end up tracing it over just changing character names… same Script Different Cast.

Yet and still this is life… Highs, lows, joy and pain, sunshine and rain. You make the choice, to take the chance, don’t expect the same in return from the person(s) for whom you are engaging.

Whatever you do, do it without expectations. Do it because you choose to. Do it for the joy of helping someone. Do it just because…

©Soulmuze 2017

Marriages of Harvey, Irma, Jose…

by Soulful Storytellers, LLC, posted in Poetry

How misleading are the ocean waters.

In one instance it’s our muse, the next it’s our destruction.

What great dishonor have we bestowed upon the universe that the innocent are suffering the wrath of the marriage of wind and warm ocean waters?

Their union grows fiercely aggressive, with the intent of delivering an unprecedented message.

We call out to the universe begging for mercy but our voices fade away much like dandelions in the wind on warm spring day.

The single eye of the union focuses on its prey as it whips from one location to the next.

They simultaneously spreads their wandering albatross like wings in a sweeping motion swatting away civilization like ants daring man to grab Poseidon’s Trident from their grip.

One can only hope that a greater hand reaches down and finds favour, for many of us are with clean hands and pure hearts, to separate this destructive union.

Or maybe the marriage of wind and warm ocean waters will grow weary, release the Trident and free us from its grasp.

Only upon the dissolution of this union will we be able to give thanks for whomever and whatever was spared, offer home goings for those who were sacrificed unknowingly for what we hope is for a greater purpose and rebuild with renewed spirit.

Hurricanes September 2017

Photo Credit Soulmuze

(c) Soulmuze 2017

My Love, My Heart

by Soulful Storytellers, LLC, posted in Eclectic thoughts, Poetry

Dedicated to a woman who watched the love of her life transition into the unseen universe. When his walk on earth ended she lost part of herself.

When you find a soulmate you also awaken desires that you never knew existed. Emotions, ideas, dreams are no longer dormant or merely a fantasy, for together you can see them to fruition. Now her soulmate is no more, but that which was awakened in her cannot go back to sleep.  She wears the mask to get through the day and weeps at night for she believes there is no relief in sight.

We have all felt the loss of love, but we cannot dwell in that loss too long for we lose valuable time living when we dwell in death.

(c) Soulmuze 2017 Photo Credit: Mr. Christian Castro

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Black is nothing more to you than the absence of light…

by Soulful Storytellers, LLC, posted in Poetry

life

#blacklivesmatter #livesmatter

Black is nothing more to you than the absence of light

Does the color of my skin make me a sin?

Does the texture of my hair determine whether or not you should care?

The whip marks from the backs of slaves transformed to tear streaked faces.

Confusion and question on why are there different rules for different races.

Jury of our peers what does that mean?

As I watch what has become a legal execution scene.

Maybe the laws of this land I just don’t understand.

How you can walk away when I saw you just kill a man?

Was your life in danger? Shhh, I must be silent, I must not question.

For on me you may turn your weapon.

Who fired the shot that started and ended it all?

Is death of the perpetrator always the final call?

Split second decisions are not easy to make.

But it always seems to end with a life you must take.

Was there ever a time when you shot to incapacitate?

Does a badge and weapon seal death as our fate?

Even to you my voice has no worth.

You started my journey 6 feet into the earth.

“I can’t breathe” you all heard me say.

Yet I was snuffed out anyway.

Instead of Miranda maybe you should just read my last rites.

Since black is nothing more to you than the absence of light…

© Soulmuze 2014

Questions

by Soulful Storytellers, LLC, posted in Poetry

Women always ask the questions

What are your intentions?

Where lays your affections?

Asking questions because they are afraid to just come out and say, ‘I fell in love with you a minute before yesterday’

NOW…

Men go the other way,

Gotta keep their ‘swag’ up as they say

‘Ask me what you want to know’, not volunteering information playing safe and moving snail slow

Can’t say I blame either side

Men don’t want to show their soft side

Always looking for the next best thing to ride

Women, well let’s just say are emotional creatures born to love until their dying day

Don’t get me wrong when a man truly loves he will love strong

But the questions loom overhead,

Why do we have to ask just come out and say it instead.

We play kiss don’t tell games with each other’s heart

Pretending it’s okay to  just hang out, but that’s only at the start

When talking leads to hugging when kissing leads to caressing

When intimacy gets so sweet emotions run wild and feelings are no longer asleep

NOW…

This ‘hanging out’ becomes more than what you bargained for

One heart begins to strongly question, ‘how deep is this affection?’

The other heart says, ‘this is all good’ and begins to question, ‘how much more can I get and still avoid a long term connection?’

Ha, ha they laugh sarcastically, each on their own agenda with one mutual question: ‘what’s in it for me?’

Men and women play the question game their target is both the same…mine and me

Pretending to one another it’s ours and we

Are we keeping it real pretending less is more?

Tossing the hot potato seeing who’s going to let it hit the floor

Can’t say I always understand the questions one asks and the other avoids answering

Too bad both wastes so much time just doing me and mine.

Questions, in the beginning, in the middle, and never seems to be answered and never seems end…

(c) Soulmuze 2011