My Boundary

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I set my boundary
beyond which you will not pass
for there are limits
to how much I will give
allow, tolerate.
My boundary even
includes my own
destructive behaviors.

B uttress against those who wish to harm
O nly I know what is right for me
U nity with my Lord is my strength
N ever allow anyone to cross your boundary
D ecide today to change what you don’t like
A lways respect yours and other people’s boundaries
R emember you must respect your boundaries, too
Y ield not to pressure from others to relax your boundary

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Sing Your Song

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Sing your song
don’t worry that
it’s not good enough
for a song of love
is perfect in every ear.

Dance your dance
everyone is beautiful
whose dance is
full of joy.

Be who you are
never a product of someone
else’s expectation.
Always be who God
made you to be…
a child of light and love.

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The Great Deception

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The secret of great deception
is to tell the truth.
It is so seldom heard
that few will recognize it.

I marvel at how often people lie
even when it seems to serve
no purpose.

One of the most dramatic
changes I made in my life
was to openly declare that
I would no longer lie.
The backlash still astounds
me 20 years later.

Do I ever lie? Well….
almost never.
But even if I do slip
one in once in awhile
I can assure you that
not lying will change
your way of viewing
your life in many ways.

Try it for a week
no lies, not even
those little white ones.

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How to Die

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There are many
ways to die.
Death of the soul
is a terrifying idea.
Is it possible that
one can be so filled
with darkness that
the Light of Life
becomes extinguished?

The walking dead
soul-less beings
myth or true?
Redeemable no more
a terrifying way to die.

May I never lose
the Light of Love within
that connects me
to the Matrix Divine
Keeper of my soul.

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The Con

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There are only
two kinds of people
who can be conned:
those who want to be
and those who do not.

I want to believe
the best of people
not be bitter or untrusting
so sometimes I get conned
often with a naivety
that surprises even me.

At first I am astounded
even hurt, a bit outraged
then embarrassed that once again
my trust was betrayed.

But then I shrug
what can I do?
I let it go
and remember there
are still many
who value integrity.

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Transparent

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Rivers of veins
mark paths on
my hands and legs.
I’m becoming transparent
in more ways than one.

Soon you will see
through me completely.
No more mask do I wear
anymore. There’s just me
lit by the Light
that glows within
transparent to all
who see.

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Laughter with Fear

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Laughter makes fear
an easier companion.
I give a nervous chuckle
at things that go bump
in the night knowing
courage is often
the willingness
to go forward
even in the face
of fear.

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