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And Tonight My Prayer Was XIIIAnd tonight my prayer was:
You once asked me: "Why do you look to the ground when you walk?"
"So I can see where I am treading." I said. "Why do you look to the sky?" I, equally bemused.
With a smile you reply "So I can see where I'm going."
Amen.

Statement of ReasonSanity is the equal battle between logic and feelings, at which none becomes the victor. Insanity is the point at which one of the parties in the battle is beyond reproach.

Love Is

Love is not a string,
Nor is it a ring.

It is not a game,
Or some beast for you to tame.

Neither is it a wave,
Or in confessions of the brave.

Love does not stay in only two,
If what you feel is true.

It is in the smile of bliss,
And the feather light kiss.

Love is like a quiet breeze,
That touches all it sees.

It is in the smiles you bring,
That makes others wish to sing.

In it you will forgive,
The sins of those that live.

It can be seen with loving eyes,
And is the envy of the skies.

It is against the norm,
And helps you weather any storm.

Hear love's clarion call,
For every heart, both great and small.

Love is patien

For the belief in godTo understand the functions of the universe is a gift, to see a God in those functions is to be blessed.

To understand and follow the functions of a single religion is also a gift, but to think God plays a role only in the functions of that religion is a curse.

If anything God wants us to function together, like the universe he created. That is why he put us together on this single planetary body and is giving us the time to figure out his real plan.

Time Moves us.. let itTime.. a great wonder within itself. But What is it? Is it the past present and future? Is time linear? An infinite line? Or is time a flame.. an eternal flame that powers creations. Time is flashing before your eyes. Reality is here-now… Truth is said to be embedded in reality. Truth is eternal to the present.. Past truths become obsolete. The future becomes only sparks toward the Fire of the Present. Truth is here… not there.

Here-now in these very moments. You are here my fellow human. What are you doing? What are you thinking? What are you f

100ThemesChallenge - WrathWe saw them kick you and beat you until you were lying, bleeding in the dirt. Broken and tired, with tears running down your face, you stood up, opened your arms, and hugged the entire world.

I want toI want to write beautiful, happy things. I want to show the world that despite the fact that I can imagine being ten times happier than I am now, it does not preclude me from being happy. I want to share the joy and laughter and sweetness of the world we live in.

I want to demonstrate the power of the people. Each person has so much potential that does not get harnessed and, instead of complaining about it, I want to step up and create a change. I want to make a trend where people compliment each other instead of putting each other down, where the earth fills with 'yes'es and smiles instead of negativity. I want a world that is just, accepti

My six-word memoirBorn in a snowstorm. Still cold.

Genesis 1I am this book's disaffected youth. I am your life's idiosyncratic mind wrinkle. I will infect your soul. Kill me quickly. Unreal and trashy. Full of the ire of youth and distortions of anger. In that same vein, full of the blessings of life. Full of vigour. Ready to see that my future bear fruits of labour, and that I wipe my mouth clean of every rotten taste.

FarewellIn this hostile environment, I fight.
I'm lost and confused, I wander.

I want more and partake a romance and adventure.
A leap of faith to be with what is

I run into a Mountain.
Massive, Dignified, and Intimidating.

In Awe and Respect,
I challenge this Behemoth.

I am escaping from this hell I once was in.
I want see more and I am going for it.

I will not miss the hell, I curse it.
This mountain will be my triumph.

I will gain power.

The Bird Flew Into The WindowHe was a good man doing a great man's job, while all the great men were busy making bombs

To Dance With Angels

Above is heaven,
With silver waves
Of argent splendor.
Birds are keepers
To its expanse;
Albatross in flight,
As sailor's guide.
Doves in grace,
Spread yon peace.
Eagles soar higher,
To grasp eternity.
I desire accord
With these masters
Of sky's majesty;
God so good,
My greatest desire,
Is to dance
With the angels.

PolitikTo be politically correct, people should take the time to understand why politics is a facade. Oh great fascism and corporatism!! We call this democracy! Democracy has change for the worse has it not. Polarity and lack of education and intelligence puts our deity democracy in an asylum. And the hypnotizing and contradictory television and radio has plague the minds of the masses. I do say there are some formidable media, but that is some. Most are created to set a distraction, a great illusion with mischief in the back curtains. The most primary aspect of humanity that we have distorted democracy and government is that we do not take the time

The Love And The War"Look." You said at last, exasperated "Think of it this way: how big is your heart?"
I smirk at such an easy question, and hold up my hand, fingers tightly curled. "Here. As big as a fist."
You shake your head, hold up your hand and curl it over mine. "No, don't you see? My heart will always be bigger than your fist."

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And Tonight My Prayer Was XII

by ~Tohroe, Sep 30, 2010, 2:12:23 PM
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And tonight my prayer was:
I don't care who remembers what. Eventually everyone who remembers will be gone. And then everyone who remembers them will be gone.
And then, someday soon, a boy just like me will be born, on a planet just like this one, in a universe a thousand infinities away. And he will fall in love as I did, and he will hate as I did, and he'll fuck up the same as I did, and he'll open his eyes like a child, and he'll wish he was blind.
And then he will die. Once he's gone, people will remember only how he died; only say 'he was a nice lad' or 'he went out doing what he loved.'
And then they'll forget, and die.
And the people who remember them will forget, and die.
And then, someday soon, a boy just like me will be born, on a planet just like this one... And so it will be forever hereafter.
Amen.

And Tonight My Prayer Was XIIby ~Tohroe

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*OrenAsher Oct 2, 2010

I love this. I've felt this way many times about things in my life. That it may be so painful right now, but it will all be wiped away someday and then someone else with feel the same and it, too, will be wiped away.

Thank you for submitting this to #the-thinkers

~rexen724 Sep 30, 2010 Hobbyist Writer

Deep... im loving these prayers lol

~Tohroe Oct 1, 2010

Thank you! It's ironic, I'm an athiest.

~rexen724 Oct 1, 2010 Hobbyist Writer

They would call me agnostic but i don't like being affiliated with anybody. I don't believe in a god but i knw there is Life.

~Tohroe Oct 2, 2010

I'm a optimistic heathen nihilist.
Dig it.

~rexen724 Oct 2, 2010 Hobbyist Writer

ur cool! lol

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