Its Been Writting

more than felt

IT IS WRITTEN

 

When looking through the mysterious windows of one’s soul you’ll see that

 

IT IS WRITTEN:

That life is nothing more than the reality of one’s creator

And while others may argue that life is nothing but a dream that one choose to enter so they can learn the secrets of their own creations one must be careful upon entering these dreams

For some people may take them to seriously and become to afraid what they might see and its this same fear that can hold a person back from reaching their true life goals

For there’s one reason that one needs to learn in these coming of age and that is that there’s no reason to be afraid things always work out no matter what how scary the situation is or becomes so don’t post pone your happiness until that perfect future date

For some times life has a very funny way of turning on you and that perfect date you’ve been waiting for may never arrive

One should just live a fulfilled life today and let tomorrow take care of itself

For if you’re happy now nothing in the past will torment you later

SO ITS WRITTEN

 

IT IS WRITTEN:

That love may know no reason and hate may know no future

But the state of perfect innocence we all have deep inside of us knows no wrong

For no matter how many regrets we may have

No matter how many sins we think we’ve committed or

No matter how foolish we’re in trying to explain the mysterious of life the state of innocence is always there for us to embrace

SO ITS WRITTEN

 

IT IS WRITTEN:

That an illusion can be many things

For example you never truly own any thing in this world for like every one else you’re only here for a short time and it doesn’t matter how rich or important you’ve become once you’re gone

Its gone

And while some illusions can show us that a true soul could never be tainted by what you think or do

Its what is ones heart that hidden beauty that we all have to give that is much greater then the physical one

SO ITS WRITTEN

 

IT IS WRITTEN:

That the feelings of hate can sometimes be a heart breaking mystery

The kind you live and learn lessons from even if we don’t what those lessons may be

And though they’re some that they can let their feelings of hate die within them

One should keep in mind that all that dies sooner or later gets reborn

So what are the mysteries of hate

The reality of this question is simply this that that nothing really could be said about it except this that when there’s hate in ones heart

There’s only hate

SO ITS WRITTEN

IT IS WRITTEN:

That love is not an emotion its your every existence for love knows no boundaries no fears or hatred

Nor does it ever die but can true love survive inside of a fading heart

Yes

But only if one searches deep within ones heart and treasures it

For true love will be one of the most valuable scared gift one could ever hope to find in ones entire life

SO ITS WRITTEN

 

IT IS WRITTEN:

That since the beginning of time we’re taught that there’s no light without darkness

There’s no day without night

There’s no compassion without suffering and most important

There’s no good without evil

 

So why can’t there be a God without religion or a

Religion without God

For I’m not saying that all religion are bad when it helps a person realize that they’re as great as the creator who created them

For the problem with religion is it sometimes divides people against one another into thinking one is saved while the other is damned

Another problem is where it leads a confused soul into thinking that only true happiness will be found in the after life

That way of thinking has been proven to be harmful to ones state of mind

And so we live and learn that the mysteries of religion and God can only be lived and never truly explained we must keep in mind that we’re just a bunch of different souls just learning and growing from one another and heaven is just a word we use to describe a better tomorrow

SO ITS WRITTEN

 

IT IS WRITTEN:

That every body got their cross to bare and while heaven may be full of heroes and hell full of fools the land of the dead has revealed all that was written on this lonely golden shore here tonight

And as I get ready to enter my dream stage of all my life creations I wonder if it’ll ever stop feeling the pain of the trust and faith that I’ve lost in trying to find all the answers that lay ahead on this road of love, hate, innocence, illusions and religion for just like these lost souls my emotions shouldn’t have to just sit back and watch the time pass them by they should pick up their voices and search for a better life

SO ITS WRITTEN

SO IT WILL SOME DAY SHALL COME TO PASS

 

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