Clouded Mind
Hovering above, thoughts absorb within a cloud
formed by fear and questions that lurk
profusely raining down on my mind aloud
there's no clarity seen through the murk
Unsure if my own thoughts even exist
influenced by others getting in my head
assisting fears, with no answers forms mist
this clouded mind is why I'm misled
The opening for others input has closed
as the raining thoughts of theirs subside
the opinions left behind have been disposed
now my mind, the decisions I decide
With a lock around my own fears
my mixed thoughts chained, to now converge
as the once dense fog slowly clears
through the cloud of uncertainty, I emerge.
PARENTAL GUIDANCE
What makes a child smile
With the frivolity of youth
The ease of holding parents at bay,
is a problem that is moot
Although some doctors would rather tell
of actions not-withstanding
Their hands are tied by laws and such
the child smiles while grandstanding
And then within the scope of things
These feelings are well past
The child, in parents arms crying
"How long does this pain last?"
When finally child and parents meet
as trials and failures open doors
With hearts and love, and sacred thoughts
Family guidance returns to the fore
The Scary Midst (ALONE)
From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were—I have not seen
As others saw—I could not bring
My passions from a common spring—
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow—I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone—
And all I lov’d— I lov’d alone—
Then—in my childhood—in the dawn
Of a most stormy life—was drawn
From ev’ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still—
From the torrent, or the fountain—
From the red cliff of the mountain—
From the sun that ’round me roll’d
In its autumn tint of gold—
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass’d me flying by—
From the thunder, and the storm—
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view— I'm in a scary midst and it seems all alone.
-Dave Linus Jnr
Survival
she is wise
and wary of flames
but still, she knows
she will survive the fire
life scorches sometimes.
she has been a phoenix before
and every time
she burns to ashes
she knows
exactly how to rise
again.
she carries
destruction grief
carved river deep in her bones
specializes in
wrecking ball
knows how to bring
the whole thing down
surveys the broken
claims it as wholeness
and names it all good
she knows well
the holy necessity
of beginning again.
she has gone mad
for beauty
found rapture in shadows
calls poetry her religion
she seduces uncertainty
like a dominatrix
bows to no god
names herself goddess
builds alters
to the divinity
of heat and sweat and sex
and claims righteous ownership of
the body she has been given.
she once held her truth
in bone marrow,
locked deep.
but she was always
prone to fracture
learned that words flowed best
at the broken spots
she wrote splinter point novellas
told shatter stories
knit words into worlds
and worlds into heat
and heat into breath
and breath into medicine
and she learned her voice
had the power to heal.
she lives transparent now
welcomes the feel
of air on bare skin
throws arms wide
holds out her heart
and says here
take this
all of it
she figured early
that far too much energy
is invested in veiling
truth
in hiding bodies
in cloaking love
she refuses
to cultivate shame
she saves her effort
for vital things.
she knows that
love is expensive
and always worth
the price
she knows home is not
where she lives
but something
inside held
and sometimes
only found by leaving
she knows that walls
are imaginary
and that open doors
are everywhere
and that eventually
we will all
make our way
back to the sea
back to the crashing waves
back to salt water truth
she does not believe in one day
no happily ever after
or black and white
hard truths
her forever is now
she finds her rapture in the fullness
of this moment
humanity is her only dogma
kindness her communion
and church a mountain top
in the center of the desert
while the city pulses below
she speaks amen
in every holy fragment of existence.
she always knew she’d have daughters
knew she would mother them well.
she teaches them the value of their
outside voice
their no voice
their yes voice
their my entire being is a templevoice
she teaches them that their spirit
is truth
and their truth
is strength
and their strength
is vulnerability
and their vulnerability is a gift.
she knows too many girls
are broken before they
become
she has done battle in the name of rebirth
carries her scars with fierce grace
she finds beauty in the breakdown
and wholeness in the shatter
strength in the fault lines
and goodness in everything.
she is not afraid to name her gifts
knows the magic in her words
knows the spiral in her hips
she has a vital spark
at the center of her longing
she has secrets behind her eyes
and will share them
with anyone
who asks
but she only wants those
who commit
to asking.
she knows that compromise
is for vocations
and that spirit
is non-negotiable
she accepts no labels or limits
build her a box
and she will dismantle it carefully
use the pieces
to create a stage
and sing her own wild song
knows there is a power
in the melody we carry in our
bones.
She knows the lotus blooms
in mud
she knows the phoenix
goes down in flames
she knows the rapture of lust
and the escape of captivity
she knows the center of the paradox
is where the truth is found.
she is full of sky
full of starshine
full of goddess flame
bleeds words
speaks truth
welcomes it all
howls at the moon
she is a girl on fire
she is stoking the flames
she is lighting the world
she burning to ashes
And always she is rising
And rising
And rising again
She‘s a SURVIVOR!!!
-DAVE LINUS JNR
Thôrn Heart
Love..
Has a way of wilting
Or blossoming
At the strangest,
Most unpredictable hour.
This is how love is,
An uncontrollable beast
In the form of a flower.
The sun does not always shine on it.
Nor does the rain always pour on it
Nor should it always get beaten by a storm.
Love does not always emit the sweetest scents,
And sometimes it can sting with its thorns.
Water it.
Give it plenty of sunlight.
Nurture it,
And the flower of love will
Outlive you.
Neglect it or keep dissecting it,
And its petals will quickly curl up and die.
This is how love is,
Perfection is a delusional vision.
So love the person who loves you
Unconditionally,
And abandon the one
Who only loves you
Under favorable
Conditions.. what a thorn heart.
-Dave Linus Jnr
Hearts Locked
A combination you’ll probably never hear again
My partner in crime
We would cast fear in those who crossed us
And cause trouble for anyone that looked at us wrong
Laughing harder than we should have making the teacher quickly silence us.
We were the dynamic duo
Going to that corner you found to escape the world and talk about our future together
Our stupid arguments about things that matters, being more serious than they needed to be and ending it off in a screaming match
Calling each other and spewing pointless things for hours
I guess you can say we were on top of the world
Cracks in foundation we mend for selves
Peaceful vibrations through chaos
A helping hand always willing to lend
Together rules have a tendency we are to bend
We can be ourselves with no need to pretend
Our crazy mixed is the perfect blend
Magnetic connection some may never comprehend
Together the whole world we’ll take on and apprehend
My partner-in-crime till the end
Puzzles pieces we can’t be separated
Our hearts locked and the key’s been damaged.
A Brave Girl
A brave girl never cried
she smiled like there was nothing to hide
she followed her dreams
never ripping at the seams
a brave girl brightened everyones day
on a dark night in may
she was no where to be found
for they laid everything she believed in the ground
a smile did shine but it was fake
she seemed fine but her heart did break
never would this brave girl admit
that the pain had hit
silently crying in her room
quietly praying it would be over soon
a brave girl could not break down
so she would fall apart when no one was around
her mother held her tight
and whispered don’t give up the fight
tears ran down a brave face
no longer did she feel disgrace
her heart did ache
her soul did break
“i know i let you down”
she whispered with a frown
“i don’t want to cry
i don’t want to say good-bye.”
a brave girl looked at her mother so unprepared
she said for the first time in her life
“I’m scared.”
I love her because shes a brave girl in pursuit of her dream..✍
The Truth
When my love swears that she is made of truth
I do believe her, though I know she lies,
That she might think me some untutored youth,
Unlearnèd in the world’s false subtleties.
Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,
Although she knows my days are past the best,
Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue;
On both sides thus is simple truth suppressed.
But wherefore says she not she is unjust?
And wherefore say not I that I am old?
Oh, love’s best habit is in seeming trust,
And age in love, loves not to have years told.
Therefore I lie with her, and she with me,
And in our faults by lies we flattered be.
The Beautiful Heart (A Short Story)
One day a young man was standing in the middle
of the town proclaiming that he had the most
beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large
crowd gathered and they all admired his heart
for it was perfect.
There was not a mark or a flaw in it.
Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most
beautiful heart they had ever seen.
The young man was very proud and boasted
more loudly about his beautiful heart.
Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of
the crowd and said, “Why your heart is not
nearly as beautiful as mine.”
The crowd and the young man looked at the
old man’s heart. It was beating strongly,
but full of scars, it had places where pieces
had been removed and other pieces put in, but
they didn’t fit quite right and there were
several jagged edges. In fact, in some places
there were deep gouges where whole pieces
were missing.
The people stared — how can he say his heart
is more beautiful, they thought?
The young man looked at the old man’s heart
and saw its state and laughed.
“You must be joking,” he said.
“Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect
and yours is a mess of scars and tears.”
“Yes,” said the old man, “Yours is perfect
looking but I would never trade with you.
You see, every scar represents a person to
whom I have given my love – I tear out a piece
of my heart and give it to them, and often
they give me a piece of their heart which fits
into the empty place in my heart, but because
the pieces aren’t exact, I have some rough edges,
which I cherish, because they remind me of the
love we shared. “Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart
away, and the other person hasn’t returned
a piece of his heart to me. These are the
empty gouges — giving love is taking a chance.
Although these gouges are painful, they stay open,
reminding me of the love I have for these people too,
and I hope someday they may return and fill the
space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?”
The young man stood silently with tears running
down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man,
reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart,
and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old
man with trembling hands
The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart
and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and
placed it in the wound in the young man’s heart.
It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.
The young man looked at his heart, not perfect
anymore but more beautiful than ever,
since love from the old man’s heart flowed into his.
They embraced and walked away side by side.
~ The End~
Life
Socrates is considered as one of the founders of Western philosophy.. you can google that.
He was once named the wisest man on earth by the Oracle of Delphi. When Socrates heard that the oracle had made such a comment, he believed that the statement was wrong.
Socrates said: “ I know one thing: that I know nothing.”
How can the smartest man on earth know nothing? I heard this paradoxical wisdom for the first time from my school teacher when I was 14 or 15. It made such an impact on me that I used Socrates’s quote as my learning strategy.
“I know nothing” to me, means that you might be a wise person, but still, you know nothing. You can learn from everything and everyone.
One thing that I like better than learning from my mistakes is to learn from other people’s mistakes. Over the years, I’ve been blessed to have great mentors, teachers, family, friends, that taught me about life.
What you will find below is a list of the most important things I learned from other people and books. Some of the lessons took me a long time to learn—but if I had to learn these things all by myself, it would take me a lot longer.
We might learn things quickly, but we often forget things at the same rate—and sometimes we need to remind ourselves of the things we’ve learned.
Here are 25 of those reminders that others taught me.
1. Struggle Is Good Never say “I can’t take it anymore.” Say “Bring it on!”
2. Don’t Complain Complaining is the biggest waste of time there is. Either do something about it, and if you can’t, shut up about it.
3. Spend Time With People You Love That’s your family and best friends. If you don’t have a family, create one. Most people in life are only visitors. Family is for life.
4. Don’t Start A Relationship If You’re Not In Love I’ve done this more than once. You kind of like someone and think: “We might as well give it a shot.” Not a good idea. You’re either in love, or you are not. Don’t fool yourself. It’s not fair to you and the other person.
5. Exercise Daily I didn’t get this until recently. A healthy body is where you have to start everything in life. If you can’t build a healthy and strong body, what CAN you build in life?
6. Keep A Journal No, keeping a journal is not for children. It helps you to become a better thinker and writer. “I don’t want to be a writer” you might think. Well, how many emails and texts do you send a day? Everybody is a writer.
7. Be Grateful Say ‘thank you’ to everyone and everything. “Thank you for this beautiful day.” “Thank you for your email.” “Thank you for being there for me.”
8. Don’t Care About What People Think We all die in the end, do you really think it matters what people think of you?
9. Take More Risks Don’t be such a wimp.
10. Pick An Industry, Not A Job If you want to become good at something, you need to spend years and years doing that. You can’t do that if you hop from industry to industry. Pick an industry you love and start at the bottom. You will find the perfect role for you eventually.
11. Lead The Way When you find yourself in a situation where everyone looks at each other, it’s time for you to lead. You‘re a leader when you decide to become one. There’s no initiation or a title. Just a decision.
12. Money Isn’t Important It really isn’t. But you have to train yourself not to care about money. Don’t become too dependent on the stuff you own — otherwise, the stuff will own you.
13. Be Nice I don’t mean you should be a pushover. You can be someone that doesn’t take shit and be nice about it. Just don’t insult people, think you’re better than them, or act like an idiot.
14. Learn Every Day You’ve got to train your brain to stay alert. You don’t have to read a book a day to learn every day. Learn from your mistakes. Learn from the people around you — be open to what they can teach you.
15. Rest Before You Are Tired Even if you love your job, and every day seems like a holiday, you need to take time to rest. You’re a human and not an android, never forget that.
16. Don’t Judge Just because people make different choices than you, they are not stupid. Also, you don’t know everything about people, so don’t judge them — help them.
17. Think About Others Just be mindful, that’s all. We all have families, bills to pay, and our own issues. Don’t always make everything about yourself.
18. Give Without Expecting Something In Return Don’t keep score. You will become a bitter person if you do that. Give solely for the joy of giving. If you get something in return, great, if you don’t, great.
19. There’s No End Game We, as species, just are. Don’t try to figure it all out. Enjoy your journey.
20. Enjoy Small Things I like clichés because they are true. Especially this one. You know why? Everyone says they know it, but no one lives up to it. They just chase big things.
21. Don’t Take Yourself So Seriously Yeah, yeah, you’re an individual, and people have to take you seriously, I get it. But at the end of the day, we’re all a bunch of ants trying to chase the same things. Lighten up.
22. Don’t Blame People What’s point? Do you want to punish them? You don’t do that to people. Also don’t blame yourself — you’re only human.
23. Create Something Not to leave a legacy, you won’t be here to see it anyway, but to be of use. Make music, write a book, build a table, anything. You’ll feel good about yourself, plus you give something back to people to use or enjoy.
24. Never Look Back Too Long Reflecting on the past is only good for one thing: Learning.
25. Take Action Don’t just sit there, do something. Without action, there is no outcome.
You might know a lot. But like Socrates, you and I know nothing at all. So we have to keep learning.