What is it?
Where are we going?
World moving ending with haste
O God, where are you?
Tag: question
Purpose of Life
Butterfly Cinquain
The Butterfly Cinquain is: ○ 9 line poem. ○ syllabic, 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2 syllables per line. Using synonyms for the words PAST and PRESENT.
Fashioned for Word Craft Prose and Poetry.
Sometime
Pioneering
Remembering ago
Days of happy memory
Submit
Here and now presently — knowing
Daybreak may never come.
Purpose in life
Fulfilled ¿
I WONDER
Here we are again; time to paint a little, our PAINT CHIPS can be viewed below.
I WONDER
Where is Heaven? Immortal,
As an Aloe Vera plant!
Hidden — a total eclipse.
Where is this place we wonder
Wishful key to happiness!
Visualize the sunset
Looking at the Orion!
We rest near a calm marine.
Dreams of angels rolling out
That red carpet for winners!
Sorrowful tearful eyes seek
Cliff dwellings to hide within —
Lost their key to happiness,
Do they continually
Meditate where Heaven is?
linked to dVerse
Or IS IT? Predetermined!
A little bit of poetry inspired by dVerse
Each day upon awaking, a mystery
Surprised to see the world survive?
We sit and sip our coffee or tea
Wondering what the day will decide
Our journey begins, our gift of time
Seal that plan; the day still young
Will it end happily and benign
Or just another night unstrung?
We are taught the choice is ours
Or is it?
The Big Question IS …
I recently watched a clip of Pelosi asking Trump to defend himself.
Does he even know the charge? I wonder since I have been waiting to hear what it was, and so far, it must be a secret.
Now this tidbit from. link
Morrison, who was on the July 25 Trump-Zelensky call testified in Schiff’s secret basement star chamber that nothing illegal was discussed on the Trump-Zelensky phone call.
This is why Schiff held his secret hearings behind closed doors in a basement.
Schiff doesn’t want the American public to know that President Trump’s phone call with Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky was completely above board.
How dishonest can one be?
No wonder my democratic friends from Chicago, (where I was born and raised) are voting for Trump next time around.
Maybe the Intelligent are the Stupid
“The fundamental cause of the trouble is that, in the modern world, the stupid are cocksure while the intelligent are full of doubts.”
Do you concur with Mr. Russell’s perspective? Why or why not?
One particular feature I love about blogging is the learning — example today the question ABOVE of #FPQ ASKED came up about Bertrand Russell and his ^ quote.
Objectively Speaking Fact and Intentions
The FPQ question of today is prompting us to answer this…
“Do you believe that anyone can really experience anything objectively? Why or why not?”
Yes, I do believe we can all experience objectively. Stop first and analyze our motive for our actions and even our thoughts.
Understanding our purpose in life; which is the same for all of us, the objective purpose to serve God. Therefore when we act in such a way that the highest motive of our action serving HIM we experience that moment in time objectively.
Simply put ask yourself; what is our Intention of doing, thinking, pursuing!
EXAMPLE
Giving generously as much as we can, if we give freely because we love God; thereby we obey Him when He teaches “Love your neighbor as yourself.” However, if our motive of giving is the secondary motive of PRIDE, by that I mean, God does not enter our action we offer because we want the world to see how generous and beautiful a person or organization we are.
Although a good action that benefits, still it is not done with the most significant motive but the lesser.
Poetry with a question
I intended to add this to Mr.Linky on dVerse, for today’s open link Night. However, I hesitate to again mistaken rules of the poetry form, at the same time anxious to learn. This one here is my attempt at putting it into the formation of a Nonet, but to fit it, I had to change the wording just a little on Joyce Kilmer’s famous poems titled “Trees” lines in question are 11-12. My question would be, is it permitted to change a quote, just a little?
Nonet poetry: nine lines with the syllable count of
9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1
God’s design! His poets find God through
His handiwork; some with just sight
While others are gifted with
The vision as Kilmer
states, “Poems are made
by fools like me
only God
makes a
tree.”
Time to examine our conscience
#FPQ His question of the week and my answer or opinion whatever the reader wants to believe.
“Do you believe that size matters? Please explain your response.”
I have discovered when I do my grocery shopping in the produce section, the smaller the banana, tomato, onion, watermelon or whatsoever, the sweeter the taste. Maybe it’s just my imagination! Having posted that I think size does matter. Consider also: “The bigger they are, the harder they fall.” I am concerned since my son is 6’5″ … ouch! Love him anyway!
Majority or minority also come to mind, reminding me of a quote I read many years ago, I don’t remember who’s words, but it was profound. “The majority are at times on the wrong side.” It was similar to this quote here from Mark Twain.
Is Nothing, Something?
Best way to get attention, in my opinion, is to ask for advice or ask a question like the title of this post today! Daily Inkling wants to know.
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We find SOLITUDE when we dream, we write, compose and discover our sub-conscience.
Remembering, recollection, hindsight of a dream while traveling through
space and time. My trip began early one morning while still dark, dozed off on my coach and experienced a rare dream; rare because it was one that I remembered every detail upon returning.
While in my fantasy state, trying to explain how God always was and how did He become God anyway; boggled with that thought. I began to imagine if there never was a God there would be NOTHING! That was when the question entered, begging for an answer, only an atheist can answer. Is nothing, something?
Fantasy and back
Question without an answer
Only through our dreams
