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Spread the Fear

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Spread the Fear

The radio turns on to wake you
For the next work day
The first thing that you hear is how
The world is in dismay

People being run over
By cars that fled the scene
Another child missing and
Another murdered teen

A cop shot down by bad guys while
Making an arrest
Right between the eyes and then
A couple in the chest

Earthquakes tearing buildings down
And storms that loom ahead
The more you tune in to the grief
The more the fear is spread

It slowly crawls off of the page,
TV, or radio
And creeps into your mind where it
Will never cease to grow

Countries warring with each other
“What if it spreads here?”
Economy is crashing, “I’ll lose
All things I hold dear!”

And more you fear, the more you’ll tune
Back into the fear vendors
Hoping that someone will rise
To become our defenders

Surprise, surprise, there’s just more fear
There’s just more ache and dread
Just more reasons to stay home
And not get out of bed

At some point you have to admit
That what they’re dolling out
Is no different than a drug
That you snort up your snout

Tuning in to hear the constant
Destruction and death
Makes you just like a junkie
Who’s addicted to meth

You’ve snorted, shot up and smoked it
So long that now you’re hooked
“A car crash on the 401?
Ah, now I’m feeling cooked”

“I’ve gotta see the news tonight!
Some kid got knifed at school!”
And when that story’s done, you’ll wait
For the next piece that’s cruel

I turned my news off long ago
When it was clear to me
That every venue in the news
Reported “balance free”

They focused more on fear and dread
And less on things with hope
Their business is in dealing their
Despair inducing dope

I know this for a fact because
I put them to the test
Recently when I embarked
An altruistic quest

I set out to raise funds and hope
For cancer patients who
Are battling a bigger fear
Than news could ever brew

Some local papers said to me
“We’ll think about it some”
Guess they needed time to try
To spin it as more glum

And others, no response at all
Not interested in hope
More concerned with spreading fear
Than helping patients cope

Same goes for the TV stations
All except for one
Not enamoured with the tale
Since there’s no smoking gun

Point proven both to myself
And hopefully to you
About the kind of message that
The newsman likes to spew

You won’t find hope or strength or faith
When you go turn that dial
All they want to dispense is
All of their fearful bile

Stop the spread and tune out from
The news that does no good
The stories that discourage you
From seeing things that could

Set your mind at ease and rouse
Your passion and your nerve
To realize the greatest purpose
In life is to serve

The fear wants you to stay inside
And keep serving their needs
Listening to their commercials
Bringing them proceeds

The fear will keep you in your house
Curled up in a scared ball
Only when you turn it off
Can you start walking tall

                                       ~Miro

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The Warrior’s Weight

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The Warrior’s Weight

A Warrior is forced to carry
A weight that makes most normals weary
They shudder at the thought of all that mass

They pass the buck or run and hide
Or many mad complaints are cried
And selfishness is shown with lack of class

They throw hands up and say “I quit”
And hope someone else deals with it
And yes, they’re right, often another will

That other is one of the few
That doesn’t bitch and cry and stew
That other is a person of great skill

But they did not become that way
By magic or by words they pray
That other gained that skill because of weight

They grew in strength and grace and poise
Because they do ignore the noise
That ego makes when it says, “How I hate

To deal with something difficult
Uncomfortable, a mean insult,
An angry person, or having to wait

A task that does require sweat”
Which ego poses as a threat
And so it simply tries to pass it off

But what that lazy normal can’t
Notice, recognize or grant
Is the effect on those who do not scoff

The comfort-addict misses how
That weight they pass off does endow
A Warrior with greater strength when they

Take that task and conquer it
It makes them patient, intense, fit
And able to face threats without dismay

The normals will cry “But I’m trying!”
But Warriors know that they’re lying
Their tired lines are known to us quite well

“I’m only human!” they defend
“Nobody’s perfect!” they contend
And that is why they’ll always be in hell

They’ll settle only for perfection
Which is the ego’s infection
Of the mind which fools you into thinking

“All or nothing” which will lead
To no progress, momentum, speed
To no growth, only regression and shrinking

When normals pass the buck to me
I simply grasp and yank it free
I no longer ask them to do their chore

They’ve atrophied and don’t possess
The strength or grace to take the stress
But I do not take it without a roar

I pound my chest proverbially
And let them know that I am free
Of their weakness because I always lift

The Warrior’s Weight when it is passed
To me by those who are half-assed
A burden? Not really, that weight’s a gift

The lazy, sad pathetic sacks
Will breathe easy because their backs
Don’t bear a heavy load and they’ll rejoice

But no matter how easy they
Manage to make every day
They won’t be able to drown out the voice

Of every man and woman who
Takes that buck and does imbue
A quick comment about how it is wrong

To quit in favor of the road
That offers the much lighter load
Because it’s not one that makes you strong

                                    ~Miro

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Empaths

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Empaths

There is a type of person who
Is known as an Empath
While many think that they are blessed
They don’t know of the wrath

That comes with being so in tuned
With other people’s feelings
That for the Empath, even the
Most casual of dealings

Can uncover strong feelings of
Much fear, hate or mistrust
The Empath can pick up on things
Even if not discussed

A super-human attention
To detail that reveals
How a smiling, joking person
Actually feels

Some pick up an energy
While others just go by
Body language, chosen words
Or the look in their eye

The Empath is a sensitive
Compassionate observer
Many times they lose themselves
Amid another’s fervor

Shackled with acuity
They often lose control
Of their own thoughts and feelings ‘cause
Another does cajole

They’re overwhelmed by influence
Of what rages around
Every detail magnified
And amplified, each sound

Lucky or a blessing? No,
Most Empaths feel they’re cursed
Because each day they are witness
To humanity’s worst

The selfishness, the fear, the lack
Of any kind of hope
The whining and complaining and
The masses who just mope

The Empath knows there’s strength inside
Themselves and everyone
They’re cursed to watch most people simply
Ignore it and shun

The Empath sees the beauty in
The little things each day
But also sees the countless people
That piss it away

The Empath is a noble guard
A listener to all
They are the ones that you just can’t
Help but tear down your wall

And open up to, speak to, be
Vulnerable, exposed
Because the Empath’s mind is never
Ignorant and closed

They are the listeners who care
Who truly hear your tale
Who do relate to what you’re going
Through each time you fail

And they sustain a lot of wear
And tear from what they do
If only all knew what it’s like
To have empathic view

To let go of yourself and walk
A mile in their shoes
To feel their pain and not be able
To even refuse

Here’s to Empaths, blessed and cursed
With great acuity
True Warrior Poets who
Just wish they could be free

But that is not their lot in life
No, that is not their mission
In a world of ignorance
Their purpose is cognition

To listen, understand and teach
People about themselves
To be the fearless explorer
Who boldly deeper delves

Keep in mind what energy
You do choose to put out
You never know when an Empath
May be lurking about

                                ~Miro

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Warrior Thinking Updated

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How to turn around your thoughts

Changing a thought can be easy. Any perceived restriction on adjusting a thought pattern stems from fear and not loving yourself. Start affirming that ‘it is easy for me to change a thought pattern’.  Also be sure to watch your thoughts. Filter every idea, attitude or belief that floats through your brain during the day.

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ThanksGiving: Inspiration & The Gift - Cat Forsley ©

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ThanksGiving: Inspiration & The Gift - Cat Forsley ©

Happy ThanksGiving

In Canada we celebrate This weekend

a Tiny Poem of Gratitude 

You are a Gift 

Gifted 

Means 

Allowing all That Beauty 

Inside You 

In - Like Light 

Outwards  from every pore :Love 

To Give is To Receive 

And To Receive is To Give Back 

Endless waves of smiles 

Carried In Warmth 

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Good~ Bad~ and the Ugly

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Remember that Spaghetti Western Film in the 60’s? The title came to me after a sleepless night as I scribbled down my thoughts.. Well My thoughts today have nothing to do with the film, But every thing to do with our thoughts, the Good the Bad and the Ugly ones.. 

Someone said to me the other day how many Bad…

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A great article by one of my biggest inspirations on Wordpress.
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Passion Feature 2: Miro - Cat Forsley ©

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Second Passion Feature - Woohooo !!!!

Thank You Sue Dreamwalker for being number 1 ....xoxoxo Cat 

To be able to facilitate this site  and magnify such beautiful energy is seriously humbling.

Here is Miro! 

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 I Met Miro Here on Wordpress  as well - about a year ago ..if my memory serves me correctly ...!

Talk about a warrior - !

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My friend Cat did a feature on my writings. Thanks so much, Cat!