Thursday, June 23, 2011

More to Life (cont.)


So we have searched and searched.  We are constantly looking for it. But what is it? That indescribable it that leaves a hole, no a desire

for more

A desire that we have tried again and again to quench. Into that hole we have poured money, never to be satisfied, just left with one feeling.

More

Some may think that this desire for more means more of what they are doing already. Others turn elsewhere. From money they turn to power, or to love, and the death trap has closed its grip.
As much as we do not want to hear these words,

we are living in death.

We have been imprisoned by these things. These things to which we keep turning to save us from our desire, our instinct that there is more to life. These things into which we keep giving and giving without receiving in return. To our detriment, we have been imprisoned not just in chains,

but in darkness

A darkness so blinding that there is no reason to assume that we are in chains. A prison so deeply hidden and entrenched that the very though of our restraints breaths of lunacy. But the definition of lunacy only stems from the status quo.

Darkness Creates Deception.

Darkness IS Deception.

A deception so powerful, that we have been utterly swept away from our original search for…

something more

That something that will fulfill our desire for more out of life.

And that something…

that something that has been missing all of your life. Evading your pursuit at every turn. That something that you are grasping for in the passion of true love, the pride of accomplishment, the leisure of a big wallet, and the bottom of a glass. That single something that you have turned up ever rock in search of.  

That something is LIFE.

True life.

All thirst for it.

Few find it.

Through it, everything else is made whole.

Made new...



This is where the healing begins

Monday, June 13, 2011

More to Life

Have you ever gotten that feeling that somehow, at some point in your life, that the wool has been pulled over your eyes? When you think back to your childhood you remember the dreams, the passions and the love you had for life; but where has it all gone? Does being a mature adult mean getting too caught up in the day's activities to dream bigger? Does becoming a "grown-up", that ever admired position in a child's eyes, mean becoming more focused on doing your duty and putting your job before your family? If that's the case then America's grown-ups are doing a great job.  If America's collective childhood dream was to become a nation filled with divorce, greed, hypocrisy, and a strong perversion of love and beauty, then bravo! Congratulations America, you've done it! You've worked hard, thought selfishly, and looked out for number one through and through and look at you now. Well aren't we proud...


theres more than this...

But there it is again...that lonely, quiet, broken and battered voice. That voice that has been stuffed down, shut up, put off, and insulted. That voice, no matter what it says, leaves you with one single, lingering thought...


That maybe, just maybe, there is something that you've been missing out on...