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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
The dark wings of night enfolded the city upon which Nature had spread a pure white garment of snow; and men deserted the streets for their houses in search of warmth, while the north wind probed in contemplation of laying waste the gardens...
Translated into English in 1859 by Edward FitzGerald
Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night
Heartaches will never last nor will they ever stay;
sorrow shall go so fast in the passing of day.
Once in a little while, one's heart may break and bleed;
abandoned by the smile, his teardrops want to plead.
Love is all embracing,
Pure and sublime
Which flows and keeps flowing
Like a never ending stream;
Love is understanding
Love is compromise
Love is generosity
Love is sacrifice
If that morning would be my ideal incredible readiness,
In a forgotten time of the tellurium and most desirable land,
Your certain love would come to utter my vivid happiness-
Kissing closed eyelids, caressing them with your tender hand.
This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,
Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight,
Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic,
Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
My fancies are fireflies, —
Specks of living light
twinkling in the dark.
Perdite, señora, quiero
de mi silencio perdón,
si lo que ha sido atención
So much rain, so much life like the swollen sky
of this black August. My sister, the sun,
broods in her yellow room and won't come out.
My heart was heavy, for its trust had been
Abused, its kindness answered with foul wrong;
So, turning gloomily from my fellow-men,
One summer Sabbath day I strolled among
It is not hard to forgive you
Transparent heart, i know who are you
It is okay to forgive you
The rest of us watch from beyond the fence
as the woman moves with her jagged stride
into her pain as if into a slow race.
We see her body in motion
So this is it….
I finally found out the truth
Never expected it from you! ! !
I thought you were my friend….
At four o'clock
in the gun-metal blue dark
we hear the first crow of the first cock
All actors look for them-the defining moments
When what a character does is what he is.
The script may say, He goes to the door
And exits or She goes out the door stage left.
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse!
O first-born on the mountains! by the hues
Of heaven on the spiritual air begot:
Long didst thou sit alone in northern grot,
so much trouble in our lives
And wonder why
this for me is ‘hives’
Love bares and endures so much
Suffering that distance between
Two lovers happens, and you feel
Forgiveness is impossible to heal
It requires true courage to not hide from oneself. To stand proudly naked in a mirror and before the world; to look oneself in the eye and see through the veneer of excuses and lies, that covers false pride; to see who one really is, with all one's flaws, underlying faults and horrendous, cancerous defects, to admit and take responsibility for inadequacies, vices and perversions and change them or accept them, own them and be willing to stand up and fight for them; to be, outwardly and unashamedly, who you are. In this, there is no half way. You are either honest or a liar, there is no middle ground on this razors edge, that cuts to the bone. To lie to oneself, is to steal your own honor and pride; to look in the mirror of one's conscience and see only the shadow of perfidy. If you are true to yourself you can not be false to others. To change oneself you must be able to forgive yourself. With out self honesty, you will see nothing that needs correction and thereby no need for forgiveness. Without self forgiveness you can not move on. Do you still not see that forgiveness is for the forgiver, not the transgressor? It frees you from the chains of resentment, anger and hatred, liberating you to move on and live free; clearing your vision from blinding rancorous cankers and lifting the ponderous weight of the anchors that that weigh you down in a quagmire of the past. What are these flames of hell but the burning, self consuming anger and hatred that one stokes and fans in the Birkenau of ones own heart.
Where is sin there is forgiveness, where is goodness there is temptation.
Forgiveness Is A Gift
Forgiveness is a gift
And O how precious it is
Forgiveness for me has changed over the years. The bible states forgive others and do not hold a grudge. Move on and work together. At first I thought this was right, or good. Over the years, I have learned by mistake and experience that the bible also forgives your brothers and sisters. That is wild. Brothers and sisters in Jesus Christ. What about those outside of the faith? That is the awkward moment when you realize Paul tells us not to be unequally lifetimes yoked in working relationships or in marriage. Christians need most forgiveness because humanity and Christianity cannot understand instructions. If I understood, I should not do business with those not following Christ. A lot of forgiveness from my personal life would never have occurred. I followed the golden rule. That people misused my pleasant nature is their evilness. My evilness is my spirit of saying they never asked for forgiveness and to forgive is just to allow them to hurt me more. I already worked for them close to several lifetime's worth of money and health and never will be repaid for their thief of property and cause of health issues.
Forgiveness is a way to let hate go is what I am quoted often repeatedly. It is not allowing you to grow and improve and move on from your current state. My current state. I lost everything already seven times in this life. I let the Christian ideology of forgive and forget and move on to be a way of life until I just can not do that anymore. I have lost my right to work. My attitude is to say bad is awkward. I am noted for my kindness, or was. I lose my business. I can not afford to help people live for free in apartments that cost me. I have lost my health. I lose my left eye and left foot to me. I think what gets me the most is my loss of forgiveness for those folks. If David in the bible can ask for people never to be forgiven; because of the way they treated him. Why exactly am I asking to have those that destroyed me?
as it happened.
Let us think of
what forgiveness is not.
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