Manny Anthony Moreno - Poetic Thoughts, Words and so much more...

 

I am entering my winter years.
A privilege denied many that I knew.
Scarred inside and out.
A journey of survival

 and near self-destruction.
How I was, is not how I am.
I have no desire or need to prove

 anything, to anyone.

I record our world

 and the people in it,

 for posterity, and history.

There is no drama in my life now,

 because I refrain

 from being a member

 of the dramatics of liars,

 and pretenders.

Perfection is not possible,

 but progress

 to be a better human being, is.

Into the thirtieth year

 free of firewater.

 A curse that was removed.

 Day by day a battle of my soul,

 to live, and let live.

I don't need or want

 to hurt anyone.

 Don't wish bad on anybody.

 Not even towards the ones

 who gossip and spread lies about me.

I try to represent my ancestors

 and families

in a way Grandfather will approve.
The spirits see too.

I am a simple man,

 a common man,

 who lives with needs,

 that I cannot afford.
But am grateful for the little I have.

Thankful is what I have to share.

A'ho

( I took this pic today. )

It's Past Midnight.

 I woke up a while ago from a deep heavy sleep, 

and put on a pot of coffee.

Life has a way to force my attention on it.

 Much too powerful to resist.

Especially when the storms of the world

 knock me to my knees,

There comes a time on this journey

 when age and having lived,

 becomes a book almost completed.

 When the loops and the circles

 of the crowd shrink,

 and all that is left, are nights like this.

Each day that passes 

in the shadows of my mind,

 is proof that I made it through the challenges.

 That I wasn't devoured

 by the demands of the evil world

 to survive.

What's left for there to say? Not much.

Time becomes more precious, 

why waste it on nonsense?

 Silence is golden.

My thoughts are overflowing

with visions of living over many years.

 All that was, that happened, good and bad,

 happy and sad, people and places, 

carry me through the long suffering solitude

Where does Grandfather and the spirits fit in?

So distant it seems, and yet so close.

Never far and always near. 

But how am I to know for sure?

I guess I just have to believe. 

The evidence on this journey behind me,

 to remember.

Just my thoughts...

Tu'i yokoria

Buenos dias

Good morning

Thankful.

Ahhhh. Finally got a good night's sleep. I feel rested and fresh.

I stepped outside just as the sunlight broke through, to let Homie inside to eat, and the air is sweet and moist, from the rains.

I stood still and gave thanks, and sent my voice out for us all.

I'm prepared for any and all challenges that may come at me.

Why does God allow so much suffering and evil in this world, if God is all loving?

I don't know.

Maybe because we have been given freedom to make our own choices? To suffer the consequences of our actions?

To choose to do good or evil?

Because the problems in the world are caused by the choices we humans create?

Why Pray?

Maybe because God gave us the choice to believe or not, that we can turn to prayer, and God will hear us, and answer us? Protect us? Meet our needs? Heal us?

I don't know.

But I believe.

Oh, the mysteries of life.

May WE have a blessed day with much healing, and OUR prayers are answered.

Paas into waata

I'm still learning.

Still growing. Still stumbling.

Still standing up facing the storms.

God must have a purpose

To carry me so far this far

That I've been unable to see

In me clearly.

Telling my stories is all I have to share

For the broken hearted

For those gone who could not write.

For today

I remain.

My Favorite Scripture...

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