Category Archives: Widsom

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Owning It

“It is wrong and immoral to seek to escape the consequences of one’s acts.”
― Mahatma Gandhi
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Owning It

Balance is the pinnacle
The highest we can reach
Imbalance causes everyone
To moan and cry and screech

Imbalance of owning just joy
But when struggle appears
Saying “No thank you!” and running
Away from their fears

Peace through balance, symmetry
Light and dark on both sides
Enjoying calm, low waters and
Reveling in high tides

Where this is of most importance
Is owning what you’ve done
When great accomplishment is made
Your efforts, do not shun

They’ll warn you to be modest and
Be humble, show reserve
A WARRIOR BEATS CHEST AND SHOWS
INTENSITY AND VERVE
A Warrior knows there are few
Who will see all the work
That was expended and don’t care
If they seem like a jerk

For boldly saying, “I tried harder
And I would not quit
And if you think that’s arrogant
Well, I don’t give a shit!”

And on the other side of things
For balance to exist
When Warriors fail miserably
It is never dismissed

The Warrior will own that too
“I did the best I could
I came up short, apologies
I know will do no good

Instead of saying ‘sorry’ I
Will try harder next time
I own every accomplishment
And I own every crime”

To own a failure will befuddle
Most who just avoid
They know not of the confidence
That won’t leave you annoyed

Whenever things don’t go as planned
To own a great defeat?
To not make any excuses
And still on chest to beat?

To boldly proclaim, “Yes, I failed!
I own it, it is mine!
No sorries or excuses
A Warrior won’t whine!”

No life can be perfect and
No one can escape loss
Peace is not an upward line
Instead, it’s straight across

Good with bad, struggle with ease
Discomfort with pleasure
The ones most miserable are those
Who only want leisure

They only want to own the ‘nice’
And balk at what is hard
The Warrior embraces bliss
As well as being scarred

The Warrior’s symmetrical
A being in the middle
To other Warriors, a light
And to normals, a riddle

                                 ~Miro

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Acuity: My first feature film

ACUITY MOVIE POSTER

Greetings all and happy weekend!

As some of you may know, I’ve dabbled in the film industry under the stage name “Michael Mercy.” A few years ago I wrote, directed and co-starred in an inspirational film called “Acuity,” a term you may have seen pop up in some of my writings.

After many requests from viewers of my online movie discussion show, Armchair Directors, I’ve decided to break it out of the vault, dust if off, and put it up on our Youtube channel for all the world to see.

Many of the themes of my writings are present in the film, so I think readers here will enjoy it. Themes of courage, gratitude, living in the moment and not allowing others to influence our emotions.

Thanks for watching, enjoy the show and by all means share the link with your friends and family if you feel the message will have meaning for them as well.

You can watch Acuity online here.

Notice the little things,
Miro (Michael Mercy)

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Uncommon Sense

“Common sense is not so common.”― Voltaire

Uncommon Sense

Common sense should be renamed
Because it is so rare
“Common’s” not a word I’d use
‘Cause many do not care

“Sense” in this case is used to
Describe a person’s grasp
On simple truths but most folks simply
Scoff or whine or gasp

It makes “sense” to not poison your
Body with chemicals
And yet there’s many with no sense
When the nicotine pulls

It makes “sense” to not get upset
Over things that don’t matter
And yet there are so many who
Allow their peace to shatter

It makes “sense” to push our bodies
To their physical verge
And yet there there are so many who
Go to buffets and splurge

And consume countless calories
Without the sense they can’t
Possibly use them all up
Instead, on couch they plant

Their lazy butts and watch TV
Consume, consume, consume
And never have the sense to see
Creation’s how you bloom

Creating healthy body, mind
Creating iron will
Doing work required and
Employing sense and skill

Common sense does not exist
This I know for a fact
If it did, I’d have more mentors
Who’ve had great impact

Instead I just have a handful
Who have uncommon sense
Their influence on me has been
Uncommon and immense

Resulting in the warrior poet
That you see now
1-in-100 who always
Keeps his intense vow

To not be influenced by weak
And selfish cowards who
Allow their “common sense” to blind them
From all that is true

From all that’s challenging, invigorating
And unique
It’s these difficult things that lead
To strong mind and physique

                                     ~Miro

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The Hotter the Forge, The Stronger the Sword

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The Hotter the Forge, The Stronger the Sword

The sword’s a symbol of great strength
As well as elegance
The blade can withstand great duress
If its metal is dense

Although the final sword is sleek
And smooth with mirror shine
It wasn’t always free of dents
Or a perfect straight line

The steel within its blade was not
Always so strong and stout
The path that the sword must take is
Not the most pleasant route

The raw, weak metal’s placed inside
A forge of blazing heat
And if that wasn’t bad enough
The swordsmith starts to beat

Upon the raw material
With hammer, unrelenting
Battering and pummeling
And shaping, reinventing

Stoking fire even hotter
Making the steel glow
Into the reinforced blade
That we have come to know

Every time its folded and
Is hammered out once more
Makes the blade even stronger
Down to its deepest core

Every centigrade of heat
That the forge does increase
Unlocks dormant potential
And more strength does release

We all are blades within the forge
And life is our swordsmith
Strength without an intense heat
Is no more than a myth

Just like the blade, you cannot form
Unless the fire’s stoked
Unless the hammer’s brought down hard
And your true strength’s evoked

                                  ~Miro