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Prince was touched.  From the very beginning, a child prodigy who became a musical genius.  He came from a spirit-filled family and his ...

Friday, September 27, 2013

The MOST Profound element to OUR existence ... Floating in space

Some Strange Things Are Happening To Astronauts Returning To Earth

I found this video to be the most profound discussion about our existence as humans on this planet called Earth and how we are ONE.

Bless UP!!

Thanks to Upworthy.com for sharing this amazing documentary.


Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Got Damn Today Pt 2

“Got Damn Today!” Pt. 2

I dun fucked up
Yep, I did it again
so I'm sitting here
contemplating a win
Not wanting to fail again and again
I keep trying, bootstraps applying
pouring out my heart and soul
Failure seems an endless end
how many times do I keep trying
how many headaches do I have to experience
How many missed chances, I guess I’m delirious
can't think straight, don't know nothin
all this over compensating ain't gettin me no where
at least not to where I wanna go
I guess I’m impatient cuz things are moving too slow
I want to win I want to succeed
but is it all my blood that I must bleed
in order to become successful and feel the blessings
yeah I guess I’m envious
of all the people that make it and can smile on the daily
damn it can't you feel my pain
I’m reaching out here, I’m going insane
life has got me today
I can't deny that, this feeling in my gut
is telling me that
but I know we all go through days of ups and downs
today I’m feeling the down, and right now it's not escaping me
I’m getting numb
not wanting to feel no more
this life is a struggle, you never know one day to the next
so all I can do is flex my mental muscle
and try to figure out the next hustle
we all go through thangs that make us holler
and it's guaranteed that the sun still gon shine tomorrow!
© sharbi3 2006
© sharbi3 2013

Sunday, September 1, 2013

WAR: Weapons Aren't Resources

WAR: Weapons Aren't Resources
By Sharmane Iamibe

I know nothing of war
I cannot pretend
to know the sound of bombs
outside my door
Empty streets lined
with bodies and mortar shells
I know nothing
of looking down the barrel of a gun
targeting
a presumed enemy
I cannot see that far
to accomplish the task
of pulling a trigger
Not in my hands
shall the blood of another
stain me
I do not know
the justifications of war
is it for land,
for oil,
for money?
Or
is it to protect
the lessor,
the weaker,
or continue
a reign of power?

Although I know nothing of war,
I am not immune
to it ...