When.

When slowing down becomes panting. Run.

When push comes to shove .Jump.

When plans become dismembered. Refocus.

When knees hit the floor. Keep going.

When fears turn into failure. Succeed.

When all is doubted. Believe.

When you have hit rock bottom, theres no more to fear.

So stare

and move

and fight

against all outstanding mights.

wriggle and crawl

and survive

we only have one life.


BackDated May13th 2010

#streetslang : YOLO~ for all those who choose to put a derogatory meaning on this Phrase, every-things how you see it as.

2012

2012
I haven't uploaded on this blog 1yr plus.
2012. Big year. 
Personally.
Nationally.
Academically.
Exploration.
2012
Hopefully I wont add to the 3x lost mobiles 
and 10x lost note pads of material.
Till another time.
Suspiciously closer in Time.
Chao.

Park # 1

Sitting in the park.

Centre of attention to the cities eyes.

The tough bark of a tree.

A comfortable but rigid rest to support my back.

My momentarily warm feet from walking sneakers

now feel the chill of the breeze.

The solace star falls down raising temperatures . . .

Cold.

Nipples alert.

Blended Ice coffee finished.

The upright couple have grown exhausted 

of grooming each other orally.

Jaws lay relaxed.

Lay down.

Calm satisfaction.

Young pre-adolescence give their attention 

to freezing the moments of wildlife.

Movements and Postures .

Squirrel there's no need to be scared.

They don't want your nut.

As much of a prized possession it is.

In French one boy directs,

'allez le droit, tourner à gauche'

' Take the picture now'

Well thats I assume the rest meant.

I was never that good at French.

Another couple oddly walk past.

Same height.

Summer love.

They jostle past .

Shredding up grass.

Unknowingly.

They continue.

Side by side.

Hip to hip.

Right then left.

How long will it last?

Hmmmmmm.

Then my back stiffens.

I arch forward,

supporting myself

with chunky crossed legs.

Thoughts dry.

Goosebumps become raised.

Joggers jog.

Warm perspiration. 

And then a figure. 

Footsteps turn.

The friend is here.

LEARNING.

Im going to learn to drive,
steering well away
from negatives and worries
from down falls and anxiety. Inshallah.

Im going to learn
 to be the best me that i can be,
Insha-Allah.
and not let a simple act slip by,
simply because it can
without being undetected,
 unknown of and unheard of.
for it is not chinese whispers
i fear as i used
to once upon a time
but My Al-mighty, Al merciful Creator.

I'm going to learn
to Sail towards goodness
success and righteousness
Inshallah.
wholly knowing that i have set myself up
to be strong against
inner weakness
exterior superficial challenges
and the deadly whispers of every turn.

I'm going to learn to walk.
Straight .
In the right path that has been chosen for me .
Alhamdulilah.
Not the left
right
intentionally wobbly path
that we all do
walk on
because we all do
and that makes it fine and okay.
Who ever came up with that rationale.

I'm going to learn
to fly with an obedience
for Allah's will as my wings
The Quran and Hadith's
as my fuel
Good deeds, Xasanaad
as my passengers.

Im going to learn
to learn everyday
as our knowledge
and use of that knowledge
will suffice us for the here and the now,
and the universally undeniably
known Here-after .

Inshallah.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nua_LoNUjl0

Tired

I am tired
Thats it
No emotions fueling insanity
No wants
No needs crippling
Nothing
I am just tired
Thats all.
Tired.

Revelations hopes and the seeds to them.

My mind wonders
and my heart pants heavily
as I struggle to live as two.
The one of simplicity and righteousness.
Clear and bright.

And the erratic luxury life
of instant gratification
glutenous laughter
Brassiness of money
success and power.

Moving on from what is routine and normal
is the biggest change of all.
Finding ones self in a world
where every thing goes
not seeking shelter from common
and presently barbaric forms of communal punishment.
Would we think twice about stealing if our right hand would be cut off.
Wouldn't we be petrified if we were out-casted just by not practicing
the basic's which are set in stone.

And the other life is much desired for.
As the mixed being of mind heart and soul;
wishes to be purified.
The dark scoldings over them
to be brightly varnished away
stroke by stroke
footstep to footstep
to bows
prostrating to kneeling
to prayer.

And praying and praying;
for that simple life of contentness
goodness
light of heart
purpose in life
avoidance of evils
actions of mercy
thoughts of clearness
worshiping of the one and only.
As-Samad.
At-Tawwaab.
Al-Azeem.

Yet when I think like this my mind pants and heaves no more
and my heart sets at rest
all becomes clear
and still.
Airy.

Living as was written as one and for only One.
All we can do is walk
Hope.
Pray-steadfast
Believe and we shall wonder no more.

Ameen.