Take It. [poesy]

Take it: My pen, and be enundated no longer with my pedantic, rambling streams; My hands, and suffer no too gentle caress any longer; My tongue, and be seiged with no passionate protests or sharp challenges against safe silence; My body, and harass yourself no more with fantasy of the sweetness of mine Eden’s fruit;…

Offer your smile only genuinely [a brief, crafted thought]

It is both possible and necessary to be successful and happy without wishing harm upon our adversaries, for this is an invitation to evil thought. Evil should never be allowed to feel so welcome in the house of our minds: this perpetuates and excuses evil unconsciously when it is later greeted. After all, our adversaries…