Wednesday, February 19, 2014

To say the [least]

I hate clocks that tick
A reminder that time is bound to 
Happen

That there is always a moment of detonation 
A Moment of ceasing.

To say the least,
I'd rather forget that
Time exists.

I sometimes don't like people.
All of them.
In all my extraverted-ness
I will always need to satisfy my longing 
To just be alone.
To have to answer to no one else
But God.

To say the least,
I lack visitation with myself.

I think the best feeling in the world
Is the sense of letting all
Thoughts wonder 
And manifest on their 
Own

I truly enjoy being different
And going out of my way to 
Be something that someone else 
Isn't.
But sometimes it's a curse in itself.
Feeling out of place 
Can be the worst feeling
In the world.

To say the least,
I'm accepted by many
Hated by few

And even if it was 
Vice-versa
I have enough knowledge to know
That I'm in love with a God
That is forever accepting 
How I am,
Just to say the least.















Monday, February 17, 2014

[Darkness]

I've had this obsession with the concept of darkness lately.
It's not like I want to basque in darkness or anything
It was just the idea.
I had come across a book that mentioned the world being in complete darkness,
where not even the slightest
bit of light was present.
No sunlight
Lamps,
Or candles.
Just Darkness.

So I did something crazy again.
and I took a shower in the dark.
It wasn't a difficult task at all because I had a memory of everything around me,
enabling me to take a shower the same way I could have
with the lights on.
But to imagine the whole world in darkness
 is unnerving.

We as a whole wouldn't be able  to do almost anything.
How could we create, or build if we cannot see?
All art would lose its purpose
Literature no longer be needed.
Life itself would cease to be interesting.
I imagine weeping and mourning all across the globe.

And then it hit me.
Like a truck
 full of cement.
Without light, we are hopeless and
left to stumble over ourselves.
Jesus is the light.
And without Jesus,
destruction and darkness is inevitable.

We are all children of the[Light].