Yvette Marina Nario

(11/16 / NEW YORK, NEW YORK)

This Man that I Speak of....(Dedicated Fathers; The New Man)


A Spiritual/ G-d essence man Puts Family over Material first and Wants to bring love, happiness, peace and joy into the world. He does this because deep down inside that, in Life, nothing lasts forever but what lasts forever are memories that consists of all he believes is of g-d essence. The Monetary/Material/Physical is composed of all deadliest Sins (temporarily fulfilling Desires) only bc it involves the Ego tied into darkness which leads man to believing that the Physical world will give him the happiness he so craves for when in reality he need only be in his Heart.

This spiritual man I speak of will always see blood as part of him. His family; his children will never be abandoned. He will make sure he experiences every moment of his children's growth. The cues they give out will make every second of each moment long lasting in his heart. He will be there to share their greatest moments of their life just as the sad ones; the moments of pain; the moments of sadness; the moments that break down spirits he will make sure he is there to cure them to strength. It is in these moments of his life, shared with his family, that mean everything in the world to him and it is in these moments he is able to experience his children's hearts and souls; just as they are experiencing his. This man knows that this will fulfill his spirits; the spirits which are soulful and connected to g-d. (This is g-d's intention... he knows that The Soul is what g-d uses as tool to see, feel, and know how close his children(humanity) are to being like him in his own image) .

So as this man lives, he practices; he is constantly settling in his heart. He will always be there for his blood; his children; the Light of his Life that is part of the construction of his heart; his soul; all he sees as his everything (g-d also sees this to be true) .

This spiritual man knows he will die a rich man, unlike the riches of his fellow man, he will die with all that he has gain throughout his life(children's happiness) all filled and compiled in the memories he tucked inside filled with each of their consciousnesses; this he will take with him forever where he may Land, this memory he keeps is the only thing in his Life that Is most Valuable as if he labored, pained & suffered all throughout his life to receive the Only Gift, not known to most, that is Worth Living for; all of which filled his Spirits from the beginning till the end of his Time, his Blood.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 28, 2014

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Dedicated to fathers; opening up a different form of thinking when living in the external world of many physical attachments.

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