The Throw-a-way Person

 The Throw-a-Way Person

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BY: Keith H. Seymour

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                                                 The Throw-a-Way Person

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I am just a throw a way person

continually attempting to prove

that I valuable... enough to be kept... to receive with sincerity

acknowledgment

of my worth as a person, as someone who deserves to be loved and appreciated ...for himself.

I refuse to be appreciated... merely for the material wealth

that I am perceived to produce, provide or possess.

I do not consider it appreciation to be loved

out of the perception...that I may be utilized

to satisfy your sick fantasies, mine, or both...concurrently.

I am a person.. a man

who feels and loves.

In spite of what any stereotypical

female, boss, or anyone else in society may wish to believe

out of their own... self-imposed, or society imposed ignorance,

I have the ability to experience, create, feel, and exhibit

compassion.

I was not created for the purpose of being a throw-a-way person.

So I won;t be!!!

I will not be... simply because

I actively refuse... to be!!!

The Problem with Butterflies

                                                       The problem with Butterflies

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If I were to go back...and change the past,

I would likely “presently” change the future.

so If I went back to correct my mistakes,

and prevented myself

from

hurting...and being hurt by others,

would I be ignorant because of mistakes not learned from, or would learn from other mistakes

Maybe mistakes that.. are not as bad, or even worse..

Would I be more compassionate

and a better judge of character, or would I be hurt by... and hurt

a different set of people?

Remaining just as hurtful and vulnerable as I am now?

Is it safer to deal with the horrors of the past or to find a way to eliminate them?

So as to have the possibility of a better future without knowing...weather

our futures will be the equivalent of something

that is a comfortable coolness, a hotter hell, or a life that is just as complacent and tepid

as that current state of being?

These are problems owned by even the most beautiful butterfly.

That butterfly... flaps it's glorious wings

without knowing

the whether, wherefore, or why.

Elements of Ilight

                                                              Elements of Light

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                                                  Twilight is the Existence of Hope.

                                                  Sunlight is the Presence of Love.

                                                 Dusk is the Transition from Love to Darkness.

                                                Darkness is the Presence of nothing but

                                                Fear, Ignorance, and Hate... Falsely...

                                               Existing as the one and only entity

                                                                    of Truth

FAces

                                                                  Faces

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                                                                                                       By: Keith H. Seymour

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We all wear faces, several different faces.

We wear them...Concurrently and at different times.

We all wear faces, different faces.

Not masks, for masks hide what is really there.

Whereas, our various faces

actually exhibited what is truly not seen by ourselves...or others.

Not roles...not parts we play in our lives....but faces of the whole

faces that fill....and sometimes create

voids.

We all wear faces, many different faces

that shows sides, parts, each portion of our entire being.

These faces are both good and bad.

Sometimes we recognize them...sometimes not.

Sometimes remembered... by others, sometimes forgot.

We all wear faces. Yes! We all wear several different faces.

Just because we do not recognize them when present, does not mean they are not there.

Just because others do not see them does not mean for us they truly don't care.

We all wear faces. Yes, we all wear faces.

Some discovered, some still hidden.

I have them, and so do you.

We find out about them, when we least expect to.

These faces are never false, and though they sometimes exhibit our faults, t

hey are still “apparently” true.

The problem of mere mortals finding out we have so many faces,

is are often surprised as discovering how, when, where, and why they show up/

oftentimes causing us to question who were are, and why we're here.

Yes, we all wear many faces, that whether we know it or not,

are always with us. They are always there..