Lady_Eclipze It's not even the next day yet and I can determine that I'm sore from my first yoga class today. Ouch.... for what tomorrow brings! - March 13, 2011 add/view comments (1)

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Welcome to my world Thanks for stopping by. Please understand if you don't have time to read any of my profile you don't have the provided effort to get to know me. I am not on here looking for love nor am I looking for a man to bring me adventure for one random evening of lust. I am a single woman with 3 beautiful children that I devote my time and love to. I take pride that I can provide for my children solely and can inspire my children to become hard working with drive and ambition to live their dreams. I have my own business in massage therapy. I stay active by working out with my personal trainer and running when time allows. I love eating healthy and maintaining a positive energy towards life and what is thrown at you. Therefore I believe that what is thrown at you in life has been accepted by your consciousness. What is going on with you right now you have chosen or at least accepted to manifest and grow spiritually within you or have accepted and acknowledged its growth like deadly cancer. Whatever your complaints in life are YOU have let them manifest and only YOU can change the outcome for them. If you would like to contact me please approach me on some intellectual basis so I'm compelled to respond. All elevation!


Poetry:



Chosen Evil


O` eternal being, shall thou liveth in everlasting light?
Misconceptions killeth our meaning, bring out the wrong before the right. Contraceptives... misplaced, delivered birth to a bastard child.
Projections of this earth, is not worth it`s mastered mile. Mislead by hurt, smothers our trust in hostility.
The filth of dirt covers us, with-holding all possibilities.
Bullsh!t talking, president elections, senators and mayors.
Parole, court fines and a date of sentence.
Loss of control combines our mercy in repentance.
Leave us rehearsing scriptures but we never fit the part.
Past memories leave pictures, shattered pieces of our hearts.
Our babbling tongues enforce "the wicked" to unknown strangers.
This is what has begun and conflicted all amounts of anger.
I set in prayer and reflect, the "Chosen Evil" that has strips our purity.
Wipe this layer of neglect spoken within my own scrutiny. From the words formed by my lips and the meditation in my soul... Lord,... let none of this harm my spirit, let me be taken by you more.



~~~Grant me the glory to be worthy of HIS name... Amen~~



By: Astaesia M. M.



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