Thursday, January 31, 2019

Life's Grey Matter is Exhilarating

What if I were obsessed with god.
So what is the soul made of
If not gods ability to find himself.

God is in me.
Whether to obey him or not.
He finds his self in me.
And likes it.

What is the ingredient of a spark.
Where the compass has gone haywire.

Everything is in flow.

Live your life like that of an actor
Who plays fair
But never listens.

I am that first beam of sunlight
Which you swear feels like
You've been touched unlike any other living thing before.

Monday, January 21, 2019

The God quotient

What would perturb you more as an individual. Guilty of not serving gods will or guilty of not acting in gods image. Both are distinct. One serves the purpose of what you think should be. The other, your mind measures in how to behave permissively.

I have a problem worth the solution. It is a simple formula regarding religion and the misunderstanding between forces be it gods will or not. Jihad is not what people convince themselves is. What Jihad conceives is the unbeliever. Therefore, it is incumbent of the unbeliever...

that Jihad is present. The common misperception is that Jihad consists of war against unbelievers when in theory it is the unbelievers that serve as justification for Jihadist mentality. Jihad is not war against unbelievers. It is unbelievers that declare war when they should...

believe in gods will. As twisted as that sounds or may come across it is a solution to the dogma associated with Islamophobia. Unbelievers create war and believers are caught in the causal element. The adjudication of war infers a fear of gods empowerment on two sides.

Therefore a misunderstanding between religious dichotomy.



Wednesday, January 16, 2019

The absurdity of sacrifice

In the throat.
In the throat is where you will find yourself.
You see I find the world in my throat.
The world is in my throat.

What if what you fail to think of as risk,
Was predictable.

And what risk so you feel,
Actually never really happens.

What you see as risk.
Is not risky - at all.

You get caught dead looking the other
Way.

The same perspective is one in a million.

As brighter as the sun's days to the end of its ageless wonder.
Each day designed to be in your throat.
Every risk in each day.
Send me to the shade.

Saturday, January 05, 2019