Saturday, January 24, 2009

Yourself-Evil

I wanted to share a thought on the post I posted earlier, though what I will say has no reference to the thought-pattern behind it.

We keep thinking that our essence is pure good. A fragment of God himself. However why could it not be pure evil. If so, it means that praying to God is done so that we can redeem ourselves and convert our essence to good. So praying becomes more holy as we seek to be closer to God and wipe away the Evil. It would also mean, that the reason why God does not help us, is because the struggle is our own. We must fight the darkness on our own. And thus Good and Evil becomes a choice.

If our essence was purely good, then why would we stain it at all. If God resided in the fingerprint he lays on us, why would there be evil?


After all, Why Not?

Saturday, January 17, 2009

The Phoenix

Time has come,
My ages of trouble have caught up,
It is time.
It is the ending.
Goodbye.

Fire around me,
Burning,
Purity,
Like gold,
Burning.

My feet first,
Scorched,
And disintegrated,
My legs, burning;
Fall apart.

My Torso,
Engulfed in flame,
Falling away.
And finally,
Me.
I am burning

Pain!!
Help!
Please!
I am falling apart,
I am burnt alive,
Unbearable pain;
Screaming,
Alone.

Help.
I am falling.
I can’t bear it.
And I scream one last time,
Then Nothing.

I am ash;
I am awake;
Gather these fragments,
Of a broken life.
Assimilate.
Growing again.
Recasting myself,
Back on my feet.
Reborn. Alive.
After all;
I am a sole Phoenix.