Where I'll Stand

You know we're everywhere.And this isn't just about them, or this group of people, this is about me too.

Its about discrimination and about respect.

Its about a right to live and a right to live freely.I will not be afraid to stand here, in these clothes, in this skin, with this hair, hearing this music.

You will not scare me into hiding, out of the sun, into my home, out of my money or out of my job. You will not scare me!

Because I have a right to live, I have a right to be here! Just like you do, but do you see me provoking you to fight because of your dressings, your language, your choice of mind or even something you can't help but be?!

So I will stand here and hear your propaganda and your slander but I will know that no matter what I hear no matter what I feel I will not strike you; I will stand here and hear your opinions as an open-minded individual. I will stand here and take your fear, and your hate, and your anger. But no matter what; here is where I'll stand!

I believe in myself and my ideas, I believe what I believe and I live what I stand for. I am who I am and I proud of who I am. You can blow like wind and you can borrow beneath me like water. But I will stand like a building and float above your anamosity like a boat. Until you prove to me that I am not happy with who I am here is where I'll stand!

Be Inspired-Markus

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Someplace, here and there

Somewhere there is a field full of color. There the green grasses seem to gleam in the sunlight. There are white daisy's and a tree line probably five hundred yards from this point of view. Vast mountians rise beyond the treeline in a haze that shows the mountain's distance.

The sky is blue and the sun is bright and midday. Moving through the grass it rubs against bare skin; lengthy stubs ending in brushes of still rippening seeds, carress caringly as they're passed by. The smell in the air is crisp and fresh as the cold air from the mountians blows down, the overall feeling is comfortable as the sun continues to warm from above.

There is a tender breeze that fills the ear as well as a buzzing of bees as they cultivate their pollen. A tinge of yellow flowers crosses the sight and a vision of other happy times fills the minds eye.

Far away are worries and long ago is any sadness. Here is your escape where nature is nature and God feels close. Feel love and happiness because there is nothing that can harm you here. Here you are, and here you are not. You are apart of the breeze, the grass, the bees. The feelings you feel is your own touch, the sounds that you hear is natures melody, the things you see are chemical cocktails that are neither here nor there.

You have escaped to a place that you are most alive and most inanimate.Here it is impossible to move a hand but completely possible to move those mountains. Here you can create or evolve but always you move forward and never hesitate to take a step. This is where dreams come from, where happiness is found, where technology is innovated, where inspiration comes from. This is your creation and not mine. I am only showing it to you and I hope you will find your way back! Here is all the things that you think you are incapable of; but you are only incapable of them because you believe you are....

Be Isnpired
-M

Something different, Maybe?

Strength comes from the strangest places sometimes.

Can you ever count on finding it? I'd say no,

Its one of those things that finds you...

But when I need it will it come? I'd say yes,

No matter what strength, always comes to you when you need it. It will always be there to carry you or lift you up. Always be there to tell you its going to get better and things will work out. The problem with strength and any of those positive loving and caring energies is you have to accept it.

Strength will not force you to be happy, you must want it. It will not will you to move, you must want to be carried. It will not pick you up without your permission you must ask it. So you see it is always you in control. If you want to carry on you will and if you want to drag through life hopeless and saddend by any loss it will be your hell to live and your fault your living it.

But don't be afraid because anything done can be undone. Strength, or hope or love or God or whatever you call it is always there; waiting for you to ask, waiting for the permission to intercede into your life. It wants to give you everything you want. If you want something then life knows how to give it to you, but you have to let go and want it, let go and let it happen.

Everything happens for a reason, smoothly and seemlessly you just need to stop guiding your life and let life guide you. Imagine letting go and no matter what always getting what you always wanted. Sounds like heaven on earth to me. You ready to be free?

-M

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