New life

I have no idea what life is like or what it should be like. I have experienced many things, joys, pain, sorrow, heartache, childcare, incapacitation, love, loss, sex, laughter, drink, smiles, sunrises, and sunsets. I have felt the earth move under my feet and flown high through the clouds. I have had tears of Joy and tears of pain. I have felt the cold embrace of death only to have it let go, I have sort the solace of death only to live again. I can name them all but why?

I have more questions than answers and I find myself more puzzled with the world daily, if there is ever a moment I feel like I have it figured out it escapes me all at once. I have been confused and bamboozled, probably gone right more times that I should have gone left. The beauty of it all is that through it all I have lived.

I have heard life is short and that you should make the best of it, been taught to plan because you never know what tomorrow may bring. The odd thing I have realized is that tomorrow never comes and death is never at your beck and call. 

You live, you live with every breath you take and you live to leave something meaningful behind, some mark that says you were here. We are more like graffiti artist in this universe trying to leave a distinctive mark. Some swear, some kill, some try to erase the mark of others but you can’t, some love, some sing and some dance. Whatever you chose to do, do so with all your will and don’t let those who can’t tell you not to. Love with all you have daily and be free to experience life, remember that you did not come about by accident but were created by a divinely perfect design. The process of life may be crazy and the outcomes uncertain so all you can do is make the most out of it and if you are going to leave your mark make it as big as you can, as beautiful as you can imagine and as loving as it can be.

I could say I have been hated more than I have been loved but that would be a lie, because if only one person loved me truly it would mean more than if the world hated me, there is a key that the whole universe plays to and a not that all play to. There is a season for remembrance and one for forgetting, there is a time for selecting and a time for letting go, but as long as you have breath live and live well.

Babies

Babies, babies, babies, brown babies, yellow babies, white babies, red babies, black babies, babies, babies. Oh the babies, pretty babies, ugly babies, handsome babies, funny babies, crying babies, healthy babies, sickly babies, starving babies, fat babies, all the babies beautiful as the rising sun.

Have you thought of what we are leaving to our babies, what legacy of life and love do we leave our babies, are our babies going to take our place, what then do we have our babies become. Do we see the world that surrounds our babies, should they believe in the value of life if we do not, our babies do not hear us they see us.

Do you know your baby, do you see your baby as an individual of boundless possibility or a product of limited factors, look at the babies, and look at the world. What do you want to do baby? What do you want to make of this world baby?

 Oh, baby you are loved of this world and the entire universe, the stars spell your name and your destiny is yours to write.

Babies, babies, babies, brown babies, yellow babies, white babies, red babies, black babies, babies, babies. Oh the babies, pretty babies, ugly babies, handsome babies, funny babies, crying babies, healthy babies, sickly babies, starving babies, fat babies, all the babies beautiful as the rising sun. What will you be?

Odd Points

I find it fascinating how we simply give up our rights as individuals. I will admit it is sad to watch people question themselves because of what they read in a magazine or online or some update on facebook. The worst I think is when we begin to accept another's point of view as the sole way of life and law and make ourselves a sad copy of someone else.