It's not time to quit!

Don't quit. Contrary to what many people say it is not always easy to quit. Some aspirations are like seeds that have yet to germinate because they lack the proper environment to sprout and flourish. But you never know when that seed will be sown into good ground. It is difficult to believe in what is not seen with the natural eye. But if you had to wait for that optical assurance then progression would inch along in very small increments. Do not let the sharp reminder edging you to keep going become a dull, numbing pain that you learn to ignore. Don't quit! 

Parent Like

I was praying for God to reveal to me who he was. What his personality was like etc. I had a dream, where I came home to my room and it was all changed around. The bed was smaller and things were missing like a dresser and something I used to keep money in. When I saw my mom I started complaining, “What did you do to my room, where my dresser, and my bed is small? Where is my stuff?” She looked at me and didn’t say anything at first but I knew by her look that I had done wrong. I can tell she was disappointed by me and how I was acting. She then started to explain to me what she did, she said you didn’t even ask what happened. You just started complaining”. Then she explained how she moved things around for the betterment of the family, and how she had been working on it all morning. 

She told me she switched my room with my brother. She also said that my bed and dresser was in my new room. She moved my money to a new holding place in her room because she had a better method of holding it. I still wanted to complain, but by then I started to feel a little ashamed. I think I said something about the bed being too small for my brother. But then I had this pseudo conscious unconscious experience and realized it was a setting in my past so my brother was smaller. I realized how everything she did was for the betterment of the family and not just me. In fact she did do something for me I just didn’t realize it because I was upset things weren’t how I left them. Anyway, I started to think is God like this, doing things that are for the betterment of the whole family? I thought that sometimes we don’t understand God’s thinking but instead of asking or trying to find out we just complain. In all actuality it was my mother, so she had every right to move everything in that house.  After all she and my father paid for it. I was just able to use it because I was their child.

When...

When piano chords speak to you, that’s when you’ll hear me

When fear is resonating but can’t be heard clearly

When vision is touching and touching is feeling

When all this drowns you but you’re still breathing

That’s when you’ll see me but it won’t matter because you’ll know me

You’ll dock at the shore of me which is the core of me

And I’ll come out and meet you, and climb aboard…   

Acceptance /Nerual

Sometimes the faintest goodbyes are the ones heard the loudest. The subtle brushes with history the most painful and the vaguest memories the most vivid. How does one prepare to let go of what was never truly grasped. The hope of reconciliation pried from a weak grip that could never truly hold on to the past. I was reminded of this today when a faint dream became more of a reality. I don’t know if the dream was truly a precursor to what reality confirmed today. I would hope so but reality planted its seeds months ago. I believe that maybe this seed had just received enough nourishment, and in turn its roots sprouted deep into my subconscious.

Never the less alignment of my dream with today’s discoveries is all too perfect. As perfect as an arrow or gunshot ever was when it ricocheted off its unintended target to its main focus. I supposed I could weep in this discovery; however weeping is not what is needed. Acceptance is what is needed. For not to accept this reality would only prolong the nightmare of denial. So I accept this today. I embrace the change of separation and I let all emotions attached with that change precipitate upon me. Hopefully this rain will be a healing rain. Maybe it will be a cleansing rain? If neither then let rain simply reign.

" If rain drowned me in emotions over again and again. I pray it always rains so that my swimming would not be in vain." - Kevin Burns Jr.

Form Follows Function

The statement form follows function is an excellent example of a phrase that can be taken from its original context and applied to other realms. Form follows function is an architectural based phrase that indicates the form a structure is given is derived from the intended function of that structure. Could this concept be applied to human characteristics or traits? Could the formation of our talents, abilities and innate skills constitute that we have a specific function? Does a statement of this nature allude to intelligent design? Could there be a general purpose for each individual occupying time and matter? I would say yes.

However, I am left to believe that this concept does propose certain challenges when the roles are reversed. Could you imagine function following form? This alone could thrust an individual into an investigative frenzy as they tried to figure out the purpose of their particular form. This certainly would generate its fair share of who, what, where, when and why’s. But isn’t this what we do every day in scientific discovery? We are forms trying to figure out our functions. We are asking questions and researching the very meaning of our existence. Why is this the first question that often rolls off an inquisitive mind? To which the road of many answers soon follow. It is up to the individual to scour through these answers to secure the path to the truth.

I only write this today to spark thought not to challenge individual thoughts. I am trying to encourage swimming and not necessarily judge your stroke. The first step is the decision that one needs to go a little deeper. “Diving into the shallow is more dangerous than leaping into the deep.”

Happy Birthday April!

As this day comes to its imminent end I am reminded of ideals that are dear to most individuals. My sibling hood has been a blessed one filled with affectionate family members who work in unison. I am aware that as my tenure as a brother seems to be reaching its peak involvement that some see theirs facing an end. Death is looming around all of us and the uncertainty of its loose grip reminds me to enjoy life’s true blessings. For rarely do we see the shine of true treasure until it has already become a dull ornament with no luster. So in conclusion I say Happy Birthday April Burns!

MIscellaneous

The strongest four letter word in our vocabulary has often been used in every capacity except for what it is deemed.  It is often misused to bewilder those who don’t truly understand its true meaning.  In order to gain an edge on those who yearn to feel its true essence. For with love there is no one way to encompass its meaning in other words. For this noun is in every since a verb. The only way to truly understand these four letters is to bear witness to its actions. For we bear witness to its unselfishness in the ultimate sacrifice when Jesus Christ died for humanity in order to give them a right to the kingdom of heaven. Or other examples such as the U.S. soldiers whose death totals surpass acceptable numbers of which there are none. May their love for the country which deploys them never be forgotten or used in selfish ways to collect currency on an already depreciating dollar. We hear it crying through countless musical classics of all genres. These melodies are sweeter to the ear than honey is to the tongue. This feeling more fulfilling to the soul than grandmothers Sunday dinner is to your pallet. Yes, this emotion is the direct representation of your hearts very mission.

“Love”