19 November 2009
18 November 2009
13 November 2009
The heart of a true love only beats for you
The soul of a true love only mates with you
The mind and body tends to falter behind you
The mind and body tends to distort what we see as reality
The tendency to be loved and desired only to fall apart
What is it behind the shadows of the unfaithful heart?
Or is it the heart that’s just the scapegoat…taking the fall
As the mind and body together unravel the work of the heart
The mind sends the impulses; the body acts; the heart gets conflicted
Time and time again the cycle goes; a tortured soul is born
Burned into it; forever tainted with the blood of adultery
Are sinister forces at work or is it the act of man?
Does the devil lurk around giving the necessary push to act out?
Engraved in a man’s soul are the previous failures of control
Fighting the urge that was bestowed on us at birth
The very testosterone that differs us physically, affects us mentally
Natural aggression; Natural urges; Natural failures of control
What will it take? What will we do to control the fate we’ve suffered?
Why hasn’t the evolution of our mental capabilities prevented this?
Acceptance is needed but frowned upon
It’s embedded in our soul; Embedded in our minds
For behind the shadows is not the devil or godIt’s just you; preventing yourself from evolution
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23 October 2009
A lot can be said about single mothers. Some of those things said about them can also be said about attached mothers. Either way, they all have several things in common when it comes to private time. A friend of mine that became a mother for the second time kinda re-opened my eyes on the lack of "her time". Another friend of mine brought to light the many issues she faces as a single mother. Then there's my own wife that I see on a daily basis (when I'm in town) go through her days like she's a single mother. It's something I fail to understand...why don't we, being the male species, really try to be more caring about a woman's needs to get away from the stress or recharge their batteries after hours and hours of nurturing? What makes it so hard for us to get out of the selfish stage and be a father, grandfather, brother, or whatever you are to the little tyke?