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About Me If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing
theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all
men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you
can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied about, don't
deal in lies, Or, being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet
don't look too good, nor talk too wise; IF you can make one heap of
all your winnings And risk it on one roll of the dice, And lose,
and start again at your beginnings And never breath a word about
your loss; If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or
walk with kings - nor lose the common touch; If neither foes nor
loving friends can hurt you; Yours is the Earth and everything
that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son! That's
how I live and I am lovin It. If you can feel it Talk to me I talk back!
![]() ![]() favorite pagesfavorite songsrecent blog postsPhysical formPosted September 03rd, 2008 at 01:04pm Yes, I adore your eyes Not only for their unique shade of brown But also for the way they see the world clearly Even on the cloudiest of days Yes, I adore your lips Not only for their kissable qualities But also for the syllables that flow from them Never uttering an unpleasant sound Yes, I adore your nose Not only for the cute way it flares when you laugh But also for the deep breathes taken in As we meditate on the meaning of life Yes, I adore your ears Not only for their... (continue reading) DAUGHTERSPosted August 28th, 2008 at 03:39pm I know a girl who puts the color inside of my world but she's just like a maze. Where all of the walls all continually changed. And I've done all I can To stand on her steps with my heart in my hand. Now I'm starting to see. Maybe it's got nothing to do with me. Fathers, be good to your daughters Daughters will love like you do Girls become lovers who turn into mothers So mothers, be good to your daughters too. You see that skin? It's the same one she's been standing in Since the day she... (continue reading) Feed MePosted August 27th, 2008 at 02:39pm My good friend shared this with me and I had to pay it forward. A man was having a conversation with God one day and said, 'Jehovah, I would like to know what the difference is between The Light of your Truth and The Darkness of Satan? ' Jehovah led the man to two doors. He opened one of the doors and the man looked in. In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew, which smelled delicious and made the man's mouth water. The people... (continue reading) Too all my hatersPosted August 27th, 2008 at 02:21pm I RISE I RISE ABOVE THE NEGATIVITY OF "HATERS" TRYING TO DISCREDIT ME. I RISE STANDING TALL WITH MY HEAD HELD HIGH I RISE MAKING MAJOR MOVES WHY "YOU" WONDER LOOKING DAZED AND AMAZED AT ALL THE PROGRESS I'VE MADE I RISE ABOVE THE MESS THE STRESS FOR I AM TRULY BLESSED FOR YOU ARE THE LEAST OF MY WORRIES WATCH ME AS I PROCEED TO TOUCH THE SKY! What Happens in HeavenPosted August 22nd, 2008 at 02:46pm This is one of the nicest e-mails I have seen and is so true: I dreamt that I went to Heaven and an angel was showing me around. We walked side-by-side inside a large workroom filled with angels. My angel guide stopped in front of the first section and said, 'This is the Receiving Section. Here, all petitions to God said in prayer are received.' I looked around in this area, and it was terribly busy with so many angels sorting out petitions written on voluminous paper sheets and scraps from... (continue reading) THE BLACK PRAYERPosted August 21st, 2008 at 01:22pm This is deep, so take your time. Why Did You Make Me Black Lord Lord .. Why did you make me black? Why did you make someone the world would hold back? Black is the color of dirty clothes, of grimy hands and feet... Black is the color of darkness, of tired beaten streets... Why did you give me thick lips, a broad nose and kinky hair? Why did you create someone who receives the hated stare? Black is the color of the bruised eye when someone gets hurt... Black is the color of darkness, black is... (continue reading) |
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