How interesting.

You see,
At the end of the day,
We all go home,
To our own homes,
To our own beds,
To our own realities,
To our own selves.

Selves that only we ourselves know,
Selves that only we ourselves can judge,

And sometimes,
One has the urge to say something,
Something socially unacceptable,
Or something that may end up biting ourself in the butt.

And only the completely honest,
Will dare to speak.

Or so it may seem.

The sad thing is,
Emotions tend to lead us to false judgments,
And we tend to believe,
In our self righteous, self justified claims,
But at the end of the day,
Our own realities,
May not differ that far from those whom we judge.

Which makes me wonder,
How is it,
Man as we are,
That this concept of Godly grace can be acceptable,
That we,
Imperfect, insatiable, hypocritical men,
Can be loved,
By a cosmic deity who exists as a concept of perfection.

Amazing grace,
A lesson I'm still learning from day to day,
Definitely not easy,
But satisfying.

Once you realise that,
Loving your neighbour as yourself,
Despite one's flaws and inequities,
Without judgement,
Or self praise in comparison,
It leads to an understanding,
That nothing really matters,
And it all comes down to a matter of the heart.

Jon.

When you judge another, you do not define them, you define yourself.
Wayne Dyer

You're It.

We can build a fort out of pillows in our living room
Play tag in the kitchen like we used to do
I can hide, you seek come find me.

We can take our bikes to the park you know the one downtown?
And we can swing on the swings until the sun goes down.
Nothings changed with age.

You're still as lovely as the first day
I told my mama you'd be mine one day
I'd be your everything, could not wait

I'm so happy to say I was right
Cos you, are the only for me
I've known for so long

And you make me feel right, child like
I'm right where I belong with you

Teach me how to jump rope
I can teach you how to climb
Play ball, then you can help
Me color in the lines.

Always knew we'd make a great team.
I can be the cop, you're the robber since
You stole my heart or red rover, I can
Rap you up in my arms or play house
In our house

Pigtails and hand me downs
Couldn't disguise what you'd be
I see you then as I see you now

Perfect, lovely, worth it to me
All I ever need
Cos you, are the only for me

I've known for so long
And you make me feel right
Child like
I'm where I belong with you.

Epiphany

Amazing.
I just had an amazing conversation.
It's one of those where suddenly,
Everything makes sense,
Where it all fits into place,
Where you realise things,
Thing you should've known,

Just simply amazing.

That's it.
This is the point of no return.

A stand has to be made.
Where right choices are made,
Where mistakes are accounted for.
Where forgiveness lies.

Amazing.

I'm still in awe.

God is good.
All the time.
Truly amazing.

Jon.

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound - John Newton

Shadow Days, No More.

I'm a good man, with a good heart
Had a tough time, got a rough startBut I finally learned to let it goNow I'm right here, and I'm right nowAnd I'm open, knowing somehowThat my shadow days are overMy shadow days are over now.

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The excerpt was taken from Mayer's new track.

I'm genuinely excited for his album to arrive.

Like a kid unboxing his Christmas presents,

I'll diligently listen to each track,

And find the one I love and hate.

The way I see it,

People my age are now looking for singers,

Or bands,

That they can listen to their whole life.

I've found mine,

In the form of Mayer and Switchfoot.

Oh, and Story of The Year.

Jon.

I'm a dreamer. I have to dream and reach for the stars, and if I miss a star then I grab a handful of clouds.
Mike Tyson

A tale of two cities.

Reading my past few posts,

I have come to the sad and amusing conclusion,

That my posts bring forth a very melodramatic individual,

Which is hardly the truth,

It just happens to be,

That I use this as a place to express deeper thoughts,

Thoughts that some might find unacceptable,

Because we all live in this make believe utopia.

But honestly,

This just happens to be a place,

Which happens to be somewhere,

Where I can release,

Let go,

Be myself,

Have some alone time.

Having time to oneself is of the utmost importance.

Without appreciating and loving yourself,

You can't be expected to love others,

You can't be honest in speech and manner,

You can't be true to your friends,

You can't be who you could be.

This is an advantage introverts have,

They live in a world of physical silence,

Where they can hear their own thoughts.

Where they can reason out with themselves,

It's sad that sometimes the things we say,

And the things we want to say are separate,

This may be because of social conventions,

Or for fear of feelings,

But I believe,

When that when one has time to think,

In person,

Actions and thoughts will come into unison,

Solutions will be found,

Closure will be met,

And the lies you tell yourself will seem to be the truth.

Jon.

All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible.
T. E. Lawrence