Contemplation Prose, by Metamorphoser Subscribe to rss feed for Metamorphoser

Have you ever stood up praising and felt like a robust
mountain?
Have you looked someone in the eyes and penetrated them and
saw something unholy?
Have you ever stood amongst a crowd and managed to suck
everyone’s energy and left them with none?
Has your heart ever pounded because of negativity in the
air?
Have you ever just gone off to a dark path or alley just to
discover and challenge yourself, all by yourself?
Have you ever penetrated someone’s eyes and drew the
inside unto the outside?
Have you ever lived just one day knowing you’re truly
fearless and have unusual destructive power?

Have you ever felt God’s greatness?
Have you ever contemplated and thanked God for the balance
he put you in and health he gave you?
Have you ever cried from fear of God and not human for God
is the creator of human and all else?
Have you ever laughed because life is a comedy and a test?
Have you ever fallen in love so much with life that you
forgot its creator and for a second thought you have the
divine power due to ignorance and stupidity?
Have you ever tested yourself if you truly deserve this
beautiful earth?
Have you ever had wisdom and vision from young age. period?
Have you ever pictured yourself in 20 years and dwelled on
it and got depressed for getting surprised that the
uncontrollable will remain so and there’s wisdom in that?
Have you ever had the chills from life’s dishonesty,
corruption, darkness, and evilness?

Have you ever denied the existence of another life and
mystery?
Yet, have you ever smiled in the face of true evil and
darkness?
Have you ever challenged darkness and true evil knowing that
God and only God empowers you?
Yet, have you ever saw darkness in its eyes and your heart
pounded with fear?
Have you ever saw the unseen and heard the unheard of yet
your heart did not beat one bit?
Have you ever stayed ignorant and a bigot with the
perception that life is all about money and beauty? And
later on realized that you have money or made or stole some
and perhaps at the cost of your base but then yet again you
are still empty and poor on the inside and seek the poor but
rich and millionaire on the inside?

Has it ever crossed your head Mr. Or Ms. Or Mrs. Millionaire
what is the true cause and motive from living and
creation????? Why where we created Mr. And Ms.?
Posted: 2009-03-18 10:52:38 UTC

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2009-08-19 03:41:38 ~~~~GLOSTARG~~~~
This poem is really good, i liked reading it, and it does have much wisdom in it. We truly can not serve God and Mammon/(Money).