Why does it hurt to know what others don't?
Who is to know?
My tim, trái tim is laying upon the floor,
shattered and broken.
I knew what no one else would know,
but to share my knowledge
would be unspeakable.
Ignorance leads them,
thinking leads me.
My Những người bạn have left.
Glaring at me with anger.
"Why did bạn say that?
He will be very angry!"
They snarl.
I walk down to the basement,
My last paradise.
I miss a step and tumble down.
I lay there helpless,
but my thoughts begin to stir.
Death takes its toll.
I was not sent into the clouds,
Nor was it the flames below.
I was left to wonder,
In silence, I walked,
I was happy.
My thoughts had questions
I had các câu trả lời for them.
Suddenly I knew,
My thoughts were wrong.
Believers were wrong.
We were all wrong
"Ignorance is the only evil."
-Socrates
Who is to know?
My tim, trái tim is laying upon the floor,
shattered and broken.
I knew what no one else would know,
but to share my knowledge
would be unspeakable.
Ignorance leads them,
thinking leads me.
My Những người bạn have left.
Glaring at me with anger.
"Why did bạn say that?
He will be very angry!"
They snarl.
I walk down to the basement,
My last paradise.
I miss a step and tumble down.
I lay there helpless,
but my thoughts begin to stir.
Death takes its toll.
I was not sent into the clouds,
Nor was it the flames below.
I was left to wonder,
In silence, I walked,
I was happy.
My thoughts had questions
I had các câu trả lời for them.
Suddenly I knew,
My thoughts were wrong.
Believers were wrong.
We were all wrong
"Ignorance is the only evil."
-Socrates
One ngày when i was down at my grandparents house.it was one early morning.when the sun was comeing up.i heard this whisper calling out my name.it said,"Jessica".Since thats my real name.And Lily is my nick name.i have alot of nicknames.But anyways back to the story.I woke up and nothing was there.so i asked my mom, "Did she call me hoặc something?"Asnd she đã đưa ý kiến "No",So I asked my Granparents did they call me hoặc something.And they said, "No".So Then i realize that it was God calling out to me.He was probely calling to me saying"Get up out of bed.Its a pretty day."And it was.It was a beautiful day.
I asked for strength,
And God gave me difficulties to make me strong;
I asked for wisdom,
And God gave me problems to learn to solve;
I asked for prosperity,
And God gave me brain and brawn to work;
I asked for courage,
And God gave me dangers to overcome;
I asked for love,
And God gave me people to help;
I asked for favors,
And God gave me opportunities.
I received nothing I wanted – I received everything I needed.
My prayer has been answered!
This poem was originally written bởi Swami Vivekananda, an atheist turned believer who later became a spiritual genius of commanding intellect and power, this poem that I đã đăng is different version of that made by: I don't know who, sorry.
I hope this was helpful and inspirational for bạn as it was for me. :)
And God gave me difficulties to make me strong;
I asked for wisdom,
And God gave me problems to learn to solve;
I asked for prosperity,
And God gave me brain and brawn to work;
I asked for courage,
And God gave me dangers to overcome;
I asked for love,
And God gave me people to help;
I asked for favors,
And God gave me opportunities.
I received nothing I wanted – I received everything I needed.
My prayer has been answered!
This poem was originally written bởi Swami Vivekananda, an atheist turned believer who later became a spiritual genius of commanding intellect and power, this poem that I đã đăng is different version of that made by: I don't know who, sorry.
I hope this was helpful and inspirational for bạn as it was for me. :)
