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  • America, A country built on freedom and peace for everyone…yeah right.

  • Elusive

    If the inevitability of death merely heralds the inevitability of eternity, then I must ask myself, “What do I want from eternity?”

    More than happiness,

    more than comfort,

    I want peace.

    Not peace in knowing that I have everything I need,

    or everything I want,

    but peace in not needing anything or wanting anything…

    no contention, no yearning, no expectations.

    Just the absence of clutter,

    the absence of noise,

    the absence of unfulfilled expectations,

    and more than anything, the absence of needing to trust.

    Instead, the presence of silence without a need to break it.

    No needs, no wants, no desires, no anything,

    just…peace.

  • Guess which one is the female? hehehe

  • Peace is acquired when desire meets reality. In the absence of a palatable reality, align your desires with your needs if you’re ever to find peace.

    Cynically Jaded

  • The spinelessness of some, breaks the back bone of others.

    Cynically Jaded

  • Lethargic efforts…

    I wish wannabe poets would actually pay attention to simple spelling and grammar. Nothing spoils a potentially good piece more than shoddy typing or use of language. Contaminating poetry with the use of ‘text/sms’ lingo is inexcusable. Using accepted jargon is one thing, but replacing ‘you’re’ with ‘your’ and ‘their’ with ‘there’ shows a total lack of appreciation, if not common sense about simple words that should’ve been learnt in your early school years. They have very different meanings and using them incorrectly makes an otherwise logical statement illogical. 

    Get it right already, or else don’t write! You’re doing a disservice to yourself and to those that read your work if you don’t have the time or conviction to put effort into what you’re writing. Just having something to say is worthless if you don’t bother to say it in a way that will actually make sense to the person expected to read it. There’s no point in using your writing/blogging/tweeting to make a statement to the world if your statement is nonsensical. 

    That’s just my little rant from those of us that do appreciate an intelligent, rather than spastic use of the language.

  • There isn’t enough darkness in all the world to put out the light of a single candle…wish I had a candle. 

    (Sunset at Tugela Toll Plaza on the N3 Highway, South Africa – (C) Cynically Jaded)

  • The recesses of my mind…taunted by the light…always just around the next bend, or after the next detour of darkness…but ever firmly out of reach.

    (Ruins of the Roman Coliseum in Tunisia – (C) Cynically Jaded)