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The following poem is submitted for the fabulous Friday 55, hosted by none other than the G-Man, AKA, Mr. Know it All. I’m about an hour late on my submission, but I hope someone still finds it beneficial on any day of the week. 🙂 Here ’tis…
Our life is a mirror reflecting our beliefs
Whether laced with joy or riddled with grief
We can only see what we believe real
What we don’t believe can’t be revealed
Change your belief system and you will see
Changed beliefs manifest into reality
Remove the false veil of impossibilities
Infuse your imagination into actualities
~Written by Cordieb.
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Peace, Light and Love! CordieB.
My creativity has been at a stall here of late. Perhaps it’s the zoids and pain killers I’ve been taking… In any event, I don’t seem to be able to focus long enough to write anything, so, I thought I’d share something I wrote some time ago. . . Blessings to all of you….
Photo courtesy of Jason McKim and is licensed under the Creative Commons
I can be cold as the bluest, hottest ice
And hot as the bluest, fiercest fire. . .
I’m a false reflection of a conceptional misconception
Whatever your limited or infinite mind’s desire
You listen to my loud, yet gentle vibration
You believe me fully with no hesitation . . .
You see me with all colors of the beautiful rainbow
Is that really all the colors? Will you ever know?
Only if you can let me go. . .
I’m young and younger, black and blacker
Smart and wise. A genius. A true catalytic cracker
Beautiful, and most beautiful – is there really such a thing?
Breath in the melody that I most wonderfully sing!
I can be red, yellow, or indigo blue
Although I’m real in essence, I’m never the truth,
I’m at your worst, completely false;
Incomplete at your best; a simple impulse.
I can be joyfully sorrowful and sorrowfully glee, too.
But, whatever I am, I’m always completely real to you.
Do you feel me! Do you get my point!
Do you smell my noise? Can you hear my funk!
Can you see my darkness? Can you touch my light!
Can you smell my vision? Can you taste my sight!
Can you smell the painful pleasure,
Can you taste the agony of the estasy?
No matter what, I’m always YOUR reality;
I am in you and you are in me.
If you change your perspective.
I’ll change mine– as your’s reflective.
I am oh so evil, and yet so kind
The world would be nothingness if I were blind.
But, maybe not-how dare I say?
And now I lay me down to pray . . .
I pray that you free me every then and now
From your dear self, for this I vow . . .
Will free you from hypocrisies
And all the false analogies. . .
From judgements, prejudices, anger and hatred …
These no longer exist, once I am emancipated.
My negation gives you insight, free and clear
Of a far away place that is yet so near
If you could release my blessed curse and damned grace
And move beyond object, time and space
For that brief moment in that sphere
You’ll sense a unity so crystal clear
Even beyond your limited, infinite imagination
Who am I, I am simply . . .
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I am kind and patient; not boastful or proud…
I am all knowing, yet humble; not boisterous or loud
I am secure in my stead; not untrusting or jealous
I keep no scores of bad deeds; I’m forgiving….unrebellious
I am thankful for mine; of your’s I’m not envious
I don’t hold resentment to ferment my soul…
In-line with my spirit, it is compassion I hold!
I’m not judgmental; I allow others to be…
That which they are; so their souls might be free
Knowing we all are created from the same mighty force
Good, bad or indifferent; of the same Holy source!
I rejoice in the truth; refrain from deception…
Persevere with great hope, amid pain or rejection.
Not easily angered, remaining kind and protective…
Willing to look closely at life from another’s perspective.
I am the foundation of all Creation thereof…
I’m the most powerful, unfailing, Spirit of all
…I Am the Spirit of Love…
~Written by CordieB, Inspired by 1st Corinthian’s 13 and of course….. Love.
Quote for the Day: When I was a child, I talked like a child; I thought like a child; I reasoned like a child. As I grew, I put childish ways behind me. Then I saw but a poor reflection, as in a mirror. Now I see face to face. Then, I knew only in part. Now I know fully and I am fully known.
And now these three remain…
But the greatest of these is…
~1 Corinthians 13, The Bible
Another Quote: Knowing is realizing we don’t know it all ~CordieB.
Peace, Light and Love….
Misaligned with my spirit
Disconnected from my core
And my ego was screaming. . .
Give me, More, More, More!!!
Empty feelings of needing
Disenchanted with my life
Whilst my Ego continued…
causing Strife, Strife, Strife!!!
Persevering the battle
Looking inward for relief
Yet my Ego remained…
causing Grief, Grief, Grief!!!
Tried to detach from all
Tried to let it all go
Still my ego was strong
She refused to let go!!!
Then along came compassion…
to my rescue she came…
with humility’s lesson
she revealed my true name
Thru the Fire, I emerged…
Free of judgement or blame…
Realigned with my spirit!
Reconnected with my core!
Love’s unveiling my true identity
As I explore; as I implore…
Love, she sustains… "Overjoy, Overjoy…"
~Written by CordieB
I am who I am. . .
Am I who I am or. . .
Am I who I think I am. . .
Am I who others think I am
Am I a collective version of both?
Am I the same as I was yesterday
5 years ago?
Has there been regression
Has there been growth?
Have I learned from my experiences
or do I still do
the same things …
the same way
the same results
which I know are not
the results I really want. . .
Am I beginning to try different things
or do things in different ways
which bring forth new experiences
new lessons . . .
But all in all. . .
I am who I am . . .
and I am exactly as my Creator
would have me to be at this very moment!
ok. . . it’s another moment. . .
and another. . .
I wonder how much I’ve changed……. since two lines ago?
That I’ve changed is a wonderful thing to know. . .
for…anything that is not changing…
can not in fact be living…
So, I am…a changing being…
~~Written by CordieB.