Maybe The Writing On The Wall Can Use a Little Revision?
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“ What Facebook has revealed about human nature— and this is not a minor revelation— is that a connection is not the same thing as a bond, and that instant and total connection is no salvation, no ticket to a happier, better world or a more liberated version of humanity. Solitude used to be good for self-reflection and self-reinvention. But now we are left thinking about who we are all the time, without ever really thinking about who we are. Facebook denies us a pleasure whose profundity we had underestimated: the chance to forget about ourselves for a while, the chance to disconnect.
— Excerpt from the article “Is Facebook Making us Lonely” by Stephen Marche (via lijnegus)
Letters To Jah
Dear Jah,
I’m afraid that the sea has washed away my footprints,
And I no longer know which way I came.
I pray that you guide my steps even if I don’t think that I’m going the right way.
I am but a fiber in your quilt that I don’t want to fray,
For with your guidance, I can never go astray.
In my heart and mind, please stay,
For without your love, I am but a bud that won’t blossom,
Even in May with all the sunshine and rain.
Above all, keep my faith that I have a bigger purpose on Earth to fulfill before I meet my fate,
And that you won’t take me away until that chosen day.
Amen
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Dear Jah,
Like many before me, I cannot speak.
How am I to fulfill the prophesy if my tongue is too weak?
The only way I could save a life is if you made me,
So puppetmaster, please pull my strings.
I want to learn to move people without pushing so that I can set souls free.
And what about the people that don’t believe?
What could I possibly say to them to remove the Veil so that they can see?
Please, God
Help me.
Amen
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Dear Jah,
My muse has left me
Alone and afraid
And for you everlasting presence, I crave and pray.
For it seems to be the only way for me not to go astray
From the plan that you made when you put me in the game.
So God, please focus my aim.
I need to write music to heal the ill,
Infuse it with your will so that your Kingdom I can fill with your people.
All I need is the skill.
Guide my pen, for my hand is feeble.
Steer my thoughts because my mind is weaker.
Fuel my creativity because my tank is meeker
Because all I want to do is be your earthly speaker.
Your mic connected to my tongue so that your words can reach the old and the young,
And the battery that makes me run is implanted in my faith, so it will never be done,
With this letter, my destiny has begun.
Amen
I always feel conflicted on reblogging these pictures for the simple fact that it does nothing for those in need. You get this philanthropic feeling as you see these pictures and you think hopefully at least by reblogging you help people become aware, but then it is “out of sight, out of mind” as you continue your day, hell as soon as you scroll past the picture. That is why I usually never reblog them, while my conscious feels guilty reblogging a picture on my MacBook Pro of two children savoring each drop of drinking water. It’s almost to the point where I feel the only effect I will do by reblogging this picture is more for my benefit internally than for those actually in the picture. So I try and avoid those hypocritical feelings.
But every time I come across a picture like this I observe a little longer than previous times. And I’ve matured enough to realize to not feel guilty that my situation is more fortunate than others. But to never forget there are people in need, and to transform that guilt to action. Use your God-given abilities to help. Use whatever platform you have to help others, whether it is in your neighborhood or in a third-world country. Hopefully one day I will be in a situation where I will be able to help on a wider scale, but never diminish the change you can make simply in your own community (not on your computers).
Yes, as long as there are billions of people in this world, there will always be those who are less fortunate than others. But even if helping you out now won’t change your life situation in an instant, knowing that you have someone’s back and you’re willing to do your part is good enough for a humbled soul. Use your abilities and at least a little of what you have to help. Not with the mentality to save the world or be life changing, but simply just to help, wherever and however it may be. Just keep realizing how blessed you really are yall.
Keep living, keep helping, keep praying.
Let’s keep it that way
This man comes into my job almost every day with a free frosty coupon. He’s homeless, and he’s also of the nicest homeless people that come here. He just made me want to hug him when I saw him mixing ice in what was left of his frosty, just to have a bit more. Smh, I’m giving him another free one. This is saddening me, seriously. I went up to him and offered him one, he smiled and said “naahh” I said you sure? Is there anything I can help you with? He laughed and shook his head in a polite way. One of the most humble people to come through here… Every other one is usually rude, and angry. But this man still keeps his joy. This tells me I should never have a reason to frown, if he can still manage to smile.
Yes ladies, I highly approve
“ Anchorage. The desire to hold on to time as it passes, like trying to keep your grip on a rock in the middle of a river. Feeling the weight of the current press against your chest while your elders float on downstream calling over the roar of the rapids, ‘Just let go—it’s okay—let go.’
Adversity is good. It makes you stronger and helps you persevere later.
