Just Fine

The embers fade slowly
Nightfall brings an uneasy calm
Curtains veil the reality
Of the past day's fire alarm

It weighs in the mind heavy
An itch that seems to persist
Discouraging the drive within
Questions thy path to dismiss

Is it fallacy to continue further
Or simply a pause in the display
Daylight disrupts the dew-fall
Time for undone gumption to play

Gather my thoughts and inaction
Courage in the midst of the line
They may fire away effortlessly
I'll face it with a smile just fine.

Tired of the bull-crap...

Tired of the bull-crap
Tired of the pain
Tired of the agony
It makes me insane

Frustrated at the stupidity
Frustrated at the anger
Frustrated at the idiot
Heading to danger

What am I to do
What am I to see
What am I to wonder
Others want to disagree

In circles I loop
In circles I group
In circles of dispute
I feel like a dupe

Ready to fight
Ready to gripe
Ready to give up
Not into the hype

Drowning in angst
Drowning in silence
Drowning in despair
Feeling a bit of malevolence

It is a travesty
It is a flabbergast
It is a stupefy
Just like an ass

Tired of the bull-crap
Tired of the pain
Tired of the agony
I just want to be sane.

The Spark That Burns

The spark that burns

Eats me alive

I am consumed

To fight and strive

The time is now

Carpe diem

Seize the moment

Thoughts on a whim

The struggles within

In a barren wasteland

Are but nothing

Against my stand

The anger bursts

A ferocious growl

I am the predator

On the prowl

Inactivity

Can be no more

Rising up

Breaking  through the door

The opportunity is here

Locked and targeted

Aiming high

The mind accelerated

The spark that burns

Empowers me whole

I shoot for the stars

My lofty goal.

I know that I haven't been blogging, but the passion that burns now has returned and I hope to carry this flame as far as it can go. I hope you will join me and thank you for your support.

The Pressure's High!

The pressure's high
Hot smoking steam
Clamored in confusion
I just want to scream

Whether I turn left
Or even in the right way
My missteps
Hinder the day

The walls cave in
Thinking on the whim
Impatience clutters
A level of dire grim

A need for change
Crying out in the desert
Can I be heard
Ineptitude to assert

I need to break loose
Widen the field
Think more clearly
For a foundation's build

The pressure's high
Enclosed in the burrows
My sorrows entrenches
Fallen into a furrow.

Too Much Fast

The motor starts
Kaboom
Pedal to the metal
The engine vroom

From silent slumber
Ring Ding Ding
Jump start the day
The door opens fling

The light of morning
Gathers steam
Slow at first
It now brightly beams

Tick tock
The clock stalks
The dial ever so slightly
Then faster it balks

Speeds goes
Faster and faster
On a good pace
Novice to master

Exponents explode
Now its too quick
I'm losing the hold
The grip is slick

The engine goes
Revolutions in red
Brakes become listless
This I'm going to dread

Out of my control
Hanging loose
In stormy winds
Not what I choose

Nevertheless
The mess devours
Littered in frustration
The pain towers

No where good
This lack of constraint
Ready myself
About to faint

Boom
Splash
Bang
Crash

Timber
Fall from grace
Devastation
All over the place

Too much fast
The engine busts
The wall it smashes
Instantaneously combusts

Consequences
Time to take the flak
The heat it scours
Heavy on my back.

Of These Coming Storms

Now the tides
Begin to rise
All around
Signaling the demise

What comes
Must go by
Despicable and sorrow
To the wayside

The status quo
Cannot go
Anymore at length
It is the foe

Disaster speaks
At whisper's length
Fail the Almighty
Lose more than a tenth

The thunderous cloud
Calls forth a rapture
A cleansing of sorts
Of false and ill-reputed stature

Down shall fall
An institution's merit
No glory nor honor
But dissonance inherit

Thy fate is at hand
The people speak
Protests and chants
Of the future bleak

God raises his voice
Louder and clearer
The tide crashes in
Washing the error

Are you in the steady
A foundation of rock
Or is it in quicksand
Fleeing the flock

Change your ways
The signal alarms
You have been warned
Of these coming storms

A letter this time
Will not suffice
Rectify these claims
Own up to the vice.

The Infallible Pope

It is time now to review this principle (as good as any), the thought that the pope is infallible. I'm not a theologian or an authority of the Catholic Church, but rather follower of the faith. As you may know, the Church is going through a rough period right now with the scandal that affects the priests and those in power within the Church, and how they have been maliciously robbing the youth (to say it in a understated manner). I predict that the Church will get through this as they always have throughout history, but changes will and should be in store.

One of those changes I think need revision is the principle of infallibility of the pope. It has been obvious in my own opinion that popes have in the past strayed from the path of holiness, yet their authority and power is considered infallible as it is dictated by the teachings of the Church. We as citizens and servants of God must obey the pope for it is his duty given by God to shepherd us. We are led to believe that we are human and that is why we make mistakes to which I agree wholeheartedly. We need the guidance of a holy person to shepherd us toward the light.

I'm not saying the pope cannot guide us to the path toward heaven however. Rather, I would follow a holy pope if he was truthful, enlightened and saw God in everything he did (a core principle of the Catholic faith). Theoretically, that person would act in a righteous manner when given the opportunity to promote justice. It now seems that Pope Benedict in the past may have knowingly or inadvertently caused more harm in his leadership as Bishop and Cardinal Ratzinger, who in high positions of the Church acted in ways perceived as corrupt.

Even if he inadvertently caused harm to others, you would think that as Pope Benedict, he would be remorseful of those decisions. I would still follow him if he were humble and owned up to those mistakes. However, the principle of infallibility will not allow him to do so. In fact, he writes a scathing but justified letter to the Irish congregation about the abuses of the Church in Ireland, without mentioning the problems affecting the German Church which is odd considering his German origin and the abuses there. I assume that would put the pope too close to breaking the infallibility principle.

There are cries out there now in the world for the resignation of the pope. Still others are taking matters to their own hands by with lawsuits (which probably will fail due to the mere fact that heads of state are immune to prosecution). Others have given up and left the faith. What am I to do? Oddly has it may seem, I am still the keeper of the faith. I know we will ride out this storm, but the aftermath of this pain will bring new revisions to Church policy just like Luther and the Reformation did for the Church.

This time, I believe one of those revisions or issues should be the infallibility of the pope. I hope that Pope Benedict will be courageous enough to proclaim that he, like me, is not infallible and that we are all human. According to Catholic teaching, his decrees are like new policies and rules within the Church. The only difference is that he has the calling of God to which I hold in high regard. He can still lead, but current issues obviously affect his leadership. What is a shepherd to do when he abuses his sheep, leaving them out for the wolves to prey?

The Church will be saved. I have no doubt about it as it is an institution run by God, but those within this institution shall have their day of justice if abuses are not corrected. I pray that these changes come soon and swiftly.

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I've been thinking about this issue for over several years now and I wanted to just bring them out into public view. I am a follower of the faith, but I believe the current situation in Church is dire and despicable. If these abuses continue to arise, a change shall surely happen and they should already be happening. The only issue then is, will the change be for the good or will this drastically affect the Church in a negative light? To that, I have no clear answer or opinion. It is at a breaking point and I wonder where the cards will fall.

May God help us all.

Disclaimer: This is an opinion of mine and has no bearing or authority on the teachings of the Church (even though I would like it to be taken into consideration). I have not the power to dictate policy or teachings within the Catholic Church.

My Fate

As the door creaks open
A monstrous figure appears
Dripping tears and sweat
Ferociously emitting fears

He growls fiercely loud
Terrifying the soul
Heat emanates from him
Blanketing the cold

The eyes seek you out
Mystifying in terror
He sees through the dark
Into the most inner

A blaze is lit
Engulfed is the room
I have no way out
Impending doom

I can see the hunger
The agony and pain within
Locked up in dormancy
Too long has it surely been

Rage fuels him
It shrouds the damp air
Encircled in flames
Affixed with a devious stare

A sudden movement
Is all it takes
One swift strike
And death seemingly makes

The ground quickly quivers
He has made his move
The thunderous quake
Like a hammered screw

I fall in grace
He devours the mold
An explosive transformation
Bends into the fold

Awakened from slumber
From the ashes pitiful
Flight takes its strong form
A phoenix in full

Morphed from the dreary
I have become him
In hunger and piercing pain
Filled to the bitter brim

I have returned
From the land of nether
Darting toward the goal
Of the dreams of better

Long it has been lost
Now I gather in powerful force
The passion and motivation
My flight takes it course

I shatter through the door
For opportunities embrace
Trailblazing through stubborn rock
Leaving a clear trace

My soul is lit with fire
The fervor resonates
I'm focused on my desires
I'll make my fate.

More Spark

Waiting
Now and later
It seems distant
More forever

Where am I
Listless
Fearing the fall
More restless

Sitting alone
Fired up to go
Held in place
More no

Anger beseeches
Riles my insides
Pain in the gut
More aside

The direct path
Closed indefinitely
Under construction
More debris

Stuck in a rut
Facing nowhere
Helpless
More tear

Quietly
Comes the dark
Another chance
More spark.

I know I have not posted anything for quite awhile. There have been many changing events in my life for the past few months. I shall soon share through my verses soon enough. The inspiration for this one was the blank, unimaginative mind I had while I was busy with the reality of life. The dust settles and now I return to the land of art and poetry. I hope to see you soon.

Never Give Up

Never give up
No let down
When times seem bleak
And the tide overbearing
Face it full steam

Get off the ground
Refocus the senses
Fixate the eyes
Listen to the beat
Follow the heart

The pain throttles
But soon subsides
The vitality grows
Rage burns furious
A forward march

Resistance to loss
No more agony
I see the goal
Never give up
Never let down
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In dedication to perseverance in attaining personal goals recently realized. A calculated risk taken and rewarded.

Lost in Idiosyncrasy

The murky waters
A litany of pain
Clouds the situation
Confuses my aim

What am I to do
Forced into stupidity
Where have I been
Lost in idiosyncrasy

The fog rolls in
My path it covers
Trivial matters
Darken true colors

I have lost my way
A mind unclear
The wrath devours
I shutter in fear

On a moonless night
Even stars decline
The soul shrieks
No I am not fine

Sorrows litter the path
A train wreak indeed
Faced with hypocrisy
My heart bleeds

A reversal of fortune
Code red alert
The alarm rings true
Trouble I must avert

My heart knows thine
The actions were unkind
Stubborn I was for sure
Loosening the favored bind

I must initiate
Strengthen the hull
Seek purposeful action
Rid of this null

I come to reclaim
A passionate love
One that I once had
That peaceful dove

Then in one fell swoop
Crashing thunder
The ship runs aground
I am thrown under

Is it too late
Not knowing the way
The fate I face
Is here today

Waves crash in
Burying me further
Weight of my sins
Multiplies the blunder

In my pride
I sprung a leak
The truth was blindsided
And I became weak

Anger slights my path
In broken spirits lost
What am I to do
Count the cost?
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Sometimes, all we need is time alone to seek the truth. The pain that lives within shows itself in the light. No where to hide and no where to run. It speaks loud and clear. A change of course leaving despair and inaction behind. I seek to travel to new heights of passion and truth. My mind knows the truth and my heart leads the way.

Blinded by the Light...

Blinded by the light
Stuck in the darkness
Seemingly lost of sight
I must confess

The truth is horrible
Bloody, ruthless and unkind
Though it is incorrigible
It puts me in a bind

I need to see
The blight denies
What I should be
The belief subsides

Wandering nowhere
My soul is dark
Destitute and despair
A contrast so stark

Outwardly sunny
Purportedly fruitful
Jokingly funny
But inwardly awful

In a state of disgrace
No where to run or hide
Must I the truth face
Who shall I toward confide

Anger envelops a bubble
How could I be so stupid
Get into all this trouble
Shoddy and un-intrepid

I must own up
To the truth that is
Must speak up
Confidently of my business

Blinded by the light
Stuck in the darkness
Seemingly lost of sight
I must confess.

Inspired by a sibling in need of help that is stuck in denial. I pray for her deliverance to the light, to see the truth of what is so help can be given. May God Bless her!
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Pressure

Mounting in the distance
A whole platoon or two
Oh heck, maybe even more
What is my strategy
Waves are crashing in
I must decide when
Should I run, flee
Who knows what to do
The sand is blowing away
The drums are beating
Calamities bountiful
Confusion rules the day
Strategy is foiled
Oh what the hell
I'll bust it open
Take a chance
Finish what I set out
The clock is ticking
Patience is pixie dust thin
The rush flushes
Within and throughout
The terror of night
Fast forward
Ever blaze of glory
Disaster aversion tactic
I have done it
Sealed the deal
Pushed against the grain
An army of one
Dust my shoulders off
Pow, Bam, Kaboom
Force to be reckoned with
Anger of passion
Fought like rebels
Against the rising tide
The drum beats no more
My heart gleams bold
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
No more
Period.

In consideration and joy of writing under pressure =) Mostly self-induced because I like to finish my jobs on time or earlier if possible.

Pain, Torture, Agony

Pain, torture, agony
As I run through the alley

My calves burn
For a rest I yearn

But not now in the least
I must fight this beast

Face the music
Get my head into it

Forward I go
In my own unique flow

I am sold
On this journey's mold

I run and run
Sometimes it is no fun

But I must go
To reach what I know

My knees ache
Stronger I must them make

Take full control
From top to bottom sole

I cannot give up
Tough I am enough

To the finish line
I shall be sublime

Pain, torture, agony
To reach my destiny

Inspired by my tennis coach back in high school as our rallying cry during my sophomore year. It was my first year in tennis and I learned quite a bit from putting the effort in which led to our team's first playoff game in 15 years at the time. It was well worth it.

Inspired

Spewing beneath
In molten agony
Is the belief
And lack of apathy

What he seeks
The ultimate reward
Fiery flames
Reach the accord

In his dreams
Many times over
Anger speaks
No run for cover

Faithfully built
Aptly skilled
Stroke of genius
Heartily willed

The time has come
Shining bright lights
Zeal for greatness
Set hard on the sights

The moment calls
Onward it beckons
Unleash the fight
A ferocious weapon

With one fell shot
Seething in disgust
The weak fall and fail
In that powerful thrust

That competitive spirit
The passionately desired
Shall never cease
I am inspired.

Written as an inspiration of "Heart of a Champion"

I Believe

I believe
I can do this
Go forward
And achieve
My goals
Aspirations
And dreams

Others may
Even loved ones
Bring you down
Dismiss as real
Jokingly laugh
Blasphemy they say
Not attainable

I will not
Let that seep
Into the core
A defense
Stout and strong
Stubbornly heady
I will go on

They see not
The true ambition
Spit at my decision
Curse my sights
Toss the book
In my face
But I stand still

I see the light
The tunnel
Of my desire
My innermost
Core and heart
Soon you shall see
What I believe.

As a dedication
To those who do not believe
What I can achieve
Hard work
Hearty labor
Never give up
And never cease

I believe
And so I shall see
Soon they shall too
Believe
My dreams
My love
And my passion!

Fight of Opportunity

To get to that door
The gates of thy fruit
Through hard labor
And pesky persistence

Only to receive
Not a hearty handshake
Of good fortune
Nor acceptance deserved

Rather at that point
Slammed in your face
This door of opportunity
Before a step convenes

What sorrow must be
The fruits of thy labor
Turned to sour despair
And much angst

Like a dark joke
Directed at one
As others laugh
You cower in silence

Invited to dinner
To eat the scraps
Even dogs disdain
Swallowing wallowing

I could go down
Such a path
After being scratched
From the lineup

But that is not me
Nor should it be you
Times are assuredly tough
Though it is not the end

Though I fell discouraged
Off the ground I go
Dust off the dirt
Move forward soundly

Packed with better tools
Stronger skills
Fiery vengeance
Directed energy

Absolutely with gumption
I shall win definite
I'll break open that door
And take my opportunity

With help from on High
A heart of pure gold
Mind of steel might
I am ready to fight

That is the course
I shall pursue
You should as well
Ready that battle armor

Times are tough
Indeed lamentable
But not pitiful enough
Nor time to be inept

Improve one's agility
Work on your resolve
This fight within in us
Shall succeed courageously

In the end
Through those dark days
You shall look back
Marvel at that slight

Can't get there
If you don't try
Time to go
It is our fight!