Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Friday, February 02, 2007

When must I start to pray? By Andrew Stergiou


When must I start to pray? By Andrew Stergiou

When must or should, or will I start to pray?
When I am no longer free, when I am no longer strong, when I am no longer brave, when I am no longer able,
When I can no longer able to be kind, when I am no longer able to be human, when I can no longer struggle,
When I can no longer live, when I can no longer work, when I can no longer die, when I can no longer eat,

When I must pray to Jesus, when I must pray to Mecca, when I must pray to Buddha,
When I am required to pray to Hashem,

When I must pray to the state, when I must pray to the church,
When the state tells me how, where when or how to observe prayer,

When I must pray to lies, when I must to god or the godless, when I must pray to Satan and his minions,

When prayers are incantations of the supernatural, when prayers are to hallow idols,
When prayers are dictated, and prescribed, when prayers are of form without substance,
When I can no longer drink, when I can no longer run, when I no longer can walk,
When I can no longer have the heart and innocence of a child, When I no longer have joy,
When I can no longer see, when I no longer understand, when I no longer can speak, When I can no longer hear,
When I can no longer think, when I can no longer know, when I can no longer be,

When I can no longer hold a sword, when I am no longer able to hold a pen, when I can no longer reason,
When no longer I can make peace, when no longer I can make war, when I can no longer walk,
When I can no longer breathe, when I can no longer hope, when I can no longer be brutal,
When I can no longer be crude, when I can no longer lie, when I can no longer dream, when I can no longer laugh,
When I can no longer cry, when I can no longer love, when I can no longer live, when I can no longer test myself,

When no longer I can suffer, when I can no longer be as the almighty created me, when no longer I can be kind,
When I can no longer be as the almighty intended me, when I no longer can see truth,

When truth no longer sees me, when I no longer hear, when I can no longer speak, when no longer I can write,
When no longer I can create, when no longer I see, when no longer I am, when I no longer survive.
When they do not let me pray, when they tell me where to pray, when they tell me how to pray,
when I can no longer see the shadows, when I can no longer see the light I can no longer praise the light,
When I can no longer curse the darkness, when I can no longer be what is right,
When prayer and prayers impose and are imposed on me

Until then I will be a the almighty created and intended me,
Until then I will be free, Until then I will strong, Until then I will brave, Until then I will be able,
Until then I will be kind, until then I will be human, until then I will struggle, until then I will live, until then I will work,
Until then I will eat, until then I will drink, until then I will run, until then I will walk

Until then I will have the heart and innocence of a child, until then I will have joy, until then I will see,
Until then I will understand, Until then I will speak, Until then I will hear, until then I will think, until then I will know,
Until then I will be, until then I will hold a sword, until then I will hold a pen, until then I will reason

Until then I make peace, until then I will make war, until then I will breathe, until then I will hope,
Until then I will be brutal, until then I will be crude, until then I will lie, until then I will dream, until then I will laugh,
Until then I will cry, until then I will love, until then I will live, until then I will die, until then I will test myself,
Until then I will suffer, until then I will be as the almighty created me,
Until then I will be as the almighty intended me, until then I will see truth,
Until then truth will see me true, until then I will hear, until then I will speak, until then I will write,
Until then I will create, until then I see, until then I am, until then I will survive,
Until then they will not tell me when and where to pray, until then they will not tell me how to pray,
Until then I will see the shadows, until then I will see the light ,as I praise the light,
Untill then I curse the darkness, until then I can do what is right
Until then prayers will not be imposed on me or imposing.

~A~
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Monday, January 22, 2007

Monday, December 25, 2006

JUEGOS DE LOS NÚMEROS


NUMBERS GAMES Discrepo para si miramos a la historia para los ejemplos que aprendemos que viene el cambio muy lentamente. Sin importar los números en ayuda, o carecer de números en la oposición. El punto político es uno de organización y de capacidad para aunque Zapata era un grandes general y persona. Zapata traicionado como Jesús por sus camaradas y amigos que construyeron capillas e iglesias.


Aquí en el infierno del vientre de la bestia me disculpo yo me rodeo y no tengo ninguna esperanza excepto lo que invento en quizás el delusion así que antes de que me muera saludarte. Mi existencia en esta futilidad la expresión sin setido de Dada, dentro de un paisaje surreal no tengo ninguna esperanza. Si eres mi amigo te diría que apreciara un cianuro si estuvo necesitado para eso sea cómo es serio soy.


Para mí nunca me entregué, pero soy un preso y nunca no me he ofrecido una muerte honorable como abuso y la tortura no requiere abuso físico. Pero quizás ahora soy un simplemente cierto envejecimiento Yanqui suave delusional que nunca experimentó vida (con demasiada hora en mi mano esta la opinión) y quién no tiene nada mejor hacer que conseguir un trabajo en McDonalds de probar yo puede trabajar difícilmente y un buen ciudadano. Por supuesto no tengo ningún diploma de la universidad, ni certificación, así que soy totalmente incompetente discutir a que la manera el viento sopla mientras que necesito un informe de noticias del tiempo. Pardon por favor mi mal español que cada cosa hizo me triste y grito Para cuál soy agradecido pues me me demuestra sigue siendo el ser humano. En la vida próxima si no ésta.


Camarada por siempre fiel XP Adios.


English version


I disagree for if we look to the history for examples we learn change comes very slowly. Regardless of the numbers in support, or the lacking of numbers in opposition. The political point is one of organization and ability for though Zapata was a great general and person Zapata betrayed like Jesus by his comrades and friends who built chapels and churches.


Here in the hell of the belly of the beast I apologize I am surrounded and do not have any hopes except those envented in perhaps delusion, so before I die I salute you. My existence in this futility the meaningless expression of Dada, within a surreal landscape I have no hope. If you are my friend I would tell you I would appreciate a cyanide capsule if it is needed for that is how serious I am.


For I never surrendered, but I am a prisoner and have never been offered an honorable death as abuse and torture does not require physical abuse. But perhaps now I am merely some aging delusional soft Yanqui who never experienced life (with too much time on my hand these say) and who has nothing better to do than to get a job at McDonalds to prove I can work hard and a good citizen. Of course I have no college diploma, nor certification, so I am completely unqualified to discuss which way the wind blows as I need a weather news report. Please pardon my bad Spanish every thing made me sad and cry. For which I am thankful as it shows me I am still human. In the next life if not this one


XP

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Prediction without dreaming: by Andrew Stergiou

Prediction without dreaming: by Andrew Stergiou

Prediction without dreaming: Soon in great surprise, there will be a great massacre of many people, in a cycle of violence, trials, tribulations, and burdens, kings will not lessen those burdens, in fact will be ignorant of them, the king's men worsen those, and resolution will be impossibility.

Until the waters are spent and wasted, words to no prevail, for to that as lambs to the slaughter they have brought us, they shall be pissed on, and piss on themselves, they will wish they were never born, but will walk willfully into hell, without thought of confessing, their sins, nor asking forgiveness, as they do not know what they do but none the less will be judged, in trials and tribulations:

And still they will predict "A NEW AGE", of marvels and miracles, and other distractions, in lies, and even lie that it is all empty when it is not, and is not empty when it is empty.

For within they are empty, refusing to die death themselves, confessing nothing, for who speaks truly but I, besides my mirror image, moving as a shadow, with my every move.

I ask time and time again, for despair, joy, and sober emptiness is of no use, and my time is at an end, and you travel, on alone into cemeteries, without headstones, tombstones, nor empty graves.

Of vultures, rats, wild dogs, and worms and rotting civilization. They will wish I show them proofs, demanding, when they themselves see the signs, for they are empty, care not, are rabid, and shallow. Wishing to catch me, speaking in prophesies, and dreaming (when I do not and have never practiced majick) so as to find me guilty in my words alone, when I speak (as they claiming nothing, but what is known) as I am the child, and they are the great, high and mighty.