Archbishop67's Blog

I don't remember being cast out, but I remember the fall. A fall that ripped at the soul of my being. I don't remember being thrown from the walls of heaven, but I remember my life being torn asunder. We the fallen angel's, exiles, lost one's cast out of paradise. We who proclaimed ourselves gods, who now live in god's shadow. I remember my fall from grace. I remember closing my eyes and awaited my fate. Falling faster every moment. The further I fell, the more I longed to be saved. I remember a voice calling out to me," If you hit rock bottom you will die, wake up". No, I want to die. I can't be saved. I remember the fear that grew in me. The more I fell the more it consumer me. "Wake up, if you hit rock bottom you will die". I can't the fear is greater than I am. I remember my heart stopping not being able to breathe, frozen by fear. "Wake up", I can't its too late for me. I have fallen too far. I have lost my way and can't be saved. I remember hitting bottom, but I didn't die. The nightmare had ended, my eyes were opened.  I remember being cold, then I realized I was alone. My grace was gone. My fear was gone. My life as I knew it was over. And the voice, it was my voice that spoken to me. It was my heart, my mind and my soul speaking as one. Telling me it is never too late to "wake up". It is never too late to find your way home. It was never too late to regain your grace. And the dream was not a dream. I had fallen

  He who knows nothing, loves nothing. He who can do nothing understands nothing. He who understands nothing is worthless. But he who understands also loves, notices, sees . . . .  The more knowledge is inherent in a thing, the greater the love. . . . . Anyone who imagines that all fruits ripen at the same time as the strawberries knows nothing about grapes.

                                                            Paracelsus

Rain,

How I wish It would rain,

To drown my sorrows,

To mask my pain,

How I wish it would rain,

But there is no rain strong enough,

No, storm long enough,

To wash away my blues,

To wipe away my today,

How I wish it would rain,

They say,

The sun will come out tomorrow,

But thats tomorrow,

I stop dreaming of tomorrow long ago,

I live in today,

So until tomorrow,

I need to hide my tears,

And wish for rain.

"There is no sin in being a proud man, but when pride gets in the way of common sense and compassion. Then that's a sin."

 "With all the pain and heartache that love brings. There is no greater joy or struggle than finding love and or having love find you."

 Four kids, two failed marriages and a lot of bad memories. I have come to the conclusion that I have not learned a damn thing. When you think I got,I don't. No matter what, I make the same mistakes, just with different people in different ways. Life shows you how foolish you are in one way or another. It humbles you. Always making you learn and reminding you. Only a fool doesn't learn from his mistakes. "Life's lesson of hardship is the wisdom of tomorrow." No heaven, no hell, just here and now. Bad things happening to good people. The only advice I can give is,"Look forward to  tomorrow, remember all the good things of yesterday and live for today. For you never know when it may be your last."

"Life's too short to define yourself. I am not who I was five years ago, I will not be who I am five years from now. I am who I am. Simply me."

"Hearing is the complete opposite of listening. It does not require a sympathetic ear or even thoughtfulness. Listening requires empathy and a willingness to nurture. Any fool can hear you, but a wise man will listen."

When I should have believed in "Us",

I only believed in "Me",

When I should have thought about "Our relationship",

I was only thinking about "Myself",

When I should have been concerned about what "We needed"

I was only concerned with what "I wanted",

My tale should have been of a new beginning,

Not a story with a tragic ending,

Take heed to my words,

For my words come from the heart,

It's a tale of losing love,

A story with food for thought,

So read wisely and remember clearly the words that were written here today,

Think about our beliefs and the powerful words we say,

Me, Myself and I,

That's how my story ended,

Alone in thought,

Alone in life,

Alone in love,

Me, Myself and I,

So take to "heart" my words of sadness,

Words designed to give you fair warning,

For if you don't,

Then my tale becomes your story,

And my ending will be your future,

For you have learned nothing,

And you and I are a couple of proud fools,

For there is nothing more lonely than,

Me, Myself and I.

The long winter of sorrow is over,

Now that spring is on the the way,

"April" is here to bless my way,

Spring is for lovers, a time for something new,

It's a time for love, a time for me and you,

A time for change and a time to forget old tears,

A time of new beginnings and a time to cheer,

Words of love are spoken everyday,

Saying "I love you" is never wrong to say,

Dreams of hope and dreams of tomorrow,

Breathes life into a man's heart filled with sorrow,

Fresh air and april's warm rays of light,

Makes me forget those lonely winter nights,

Snow filled days and the winds cold bite,

Are washed away by april's warm stormy nights,

Yes, spring is here and love begins anew,

But me, I wait for summer's hot passionate nights and you.