the ARt of Eve

if u insist on boxing me in then call me a parallelogram becuz it sounds more sophisticated…and congruent with volume & depth if u insist on labeling me here let me remind u…that im a square having more than one side im triangles 4 times over the father, the son & the holy ghost… jesus…being a fence all around me… if u insist on marking me scarlet, damaged, broken or bruised i am that too but ive got walls of Infinity that hold & love….tell me every day…im brand new…. if u insist on boxing me tally blows from past lovers i’ll take cover… & say “yes sir, may i have another” cuz sumtimes im an animal house …with deep understanding…of intrinsic behavior of animals in nature…. sumtimes, im a safe house… selfish….cuz sumhow…it seems safer…inside if u insist on calling me a boxer then call me Muhammad Ali…. cuz he is the Greatest…of all times and the enemy wud know…. before it even approaches its losing the battle every time…. if u are determined… 2 put me on public display punch me sum more… tell the world….i am worthless just a box….and nothing more…. i’ll forgive u…. im not keeping score…. im just floatin’ like a butterfly….. im wounded myself…unintentionally stinging like a bee…. but im just a box… u dont really know me… if u insist….on boxing… ….this will be… the most loving prize fight u’ve ever seen….. cuz i got love….ALL ovah me… im a pretty parallelogram…. with triangles…all around me… congruent to what pain brings……(unspeakable JOY) if u r determined to label…judge… box me… then do that…. it is inherently natural…. for me 2 fight back…. humanely simple…..for us 2 get off track….. but sumwhere near the 7th round….i put my gloves down …through in my towel…. im sittin on top of my box…. and i just stop…. lettin’ IT box me… becuz i know….the fighter… is not u its not me…none of us are boxers… our triangles have spoken…. no weapon formed against us… shall prosper… so, if u insist on boxing me… wrap me in bows…. and set me underneath…. the Christmas tree…. or just leave me be…. whatever u choose 2 do…… remember the alamo (random) the battle of wounded knee….. the story of rudolph….. a prize fight….going down in history… ours…im not fighting for harm im warring for Peace…. go on ahead and box me babe… if  its the only way u can get free…. im taking it all in stride….letting go of fear letting go of pride….saying IM SORRY for my stings… He’s forgiven it…its done  i’ll NEVER blame u for what the “enemy” has done… but i’ll apologize for letting it in… i let my triangles win…. and im just waiting 4 the healing…. so the Joy can begin…. praying that sum day u’ll see me Not as foe…but as “friend” Im AWOL….waiting for The emancipation proclamation 2 reach u….2 sink in2 me…. if u are stead fast on boxing me… & tell the whole world, ive been a fool…for u damaged, broken…battered and bruised…. that would be alright with me… but…indeed, whatever u call me.. dont call me the enemy…. im just like u…& ur just like me…human  a Christian…so that particular box just dont fit me!

its unexpecting…and long suffering… in endings… life, love…when they end…there’s grief… just when u think ur over it… in the middle of dinner…. brushing ur teeth… saying ur prayers… taking out the trash…. u think of it… ….miss…and wonder why… and feel… the remainder of a memory or mistake…. …and we cry… and u cant deny…. when ur grieving….a loved one… u’ve lost…and it just doesnt seem fair… to lose…again…the living…in love…

….i never deserved ur ugly… ….and u never deserved mine…. i wud have loved 2 have learned our scars…2 heal… …but we never took the time…

wow…what a january…..like the bi-polar weather in texas…..the ending of 2011 and the beginnings of 2012 have rocked me from one extreme to the next……i’ve read somewhere that life works in cycles of 7…..and that every 7 years we are either up or down…..if that is true…then i imagine my 7 years are of down should be popping back on2 the upSIDE of things….but i know that God is in control at all times….left, right…up…down…whatever….it doesnt really matter….things are going to be as they are 2 be…without having any ideology of a prominent philosopher or famous astrologer attached to it….i do believe that all things happen for their own purpose and part of the mystery of God….abides there and we will never know the answer to ‘why’…..like why is my cousin eduring such suffering….ovarian cancer has ravaged her body…the cancer has spread and invading her insides…..lungs, liver, stomach…its horrible….and why is the treatment so horrible…why must we use a poison like chemotherapy to make ppl better?….and within 4 months….my cousin has had to ENDURE….so much….and make life or death decisions…much 2 soon…and its almost funny…that she has had to make such decisions….when quite a few of us…think we have all the time in the world…”to do something”…..when we never EVER really know….

i hate when he push buttons….auto-pilot flyyin’ thru the air… like he dont care…bout nothin’…..