Bon Voyage

People travel all the time
From one place to another
To see the wonders
To broaden their mind
To experience life they say

Mostly by rich people
Who can afford the cost of traveling
People who have vacations
Or just spare time and money
With or without a job

But honestly
Even if you travelled every corner
Saw the wonders of the world
More than eight times over

Your mind would not be any different
Other than having memories
Gotten older
And pictures that will get filed away

And the satisfaction of having travelled
Will not last long

So you go again
To stimulate your mind
To spend some more time
And spare money

Again and again

And again

Bon Voyage

Good Luck With That

No matter how much
How desperately sought
Ceaselessly endeavored
To stay young
Live long
And cling to this life

You are one day closer today
Than you were yesterday
To face the truth
To finally know

Whether you were right all along
About the after life

Whether you will spend the eternity
In hell or heaven or something else
Or just cease to exist
Become nothing

Like the blind man walking
Ever so carefully
Wishing there is no cliff

But no matter what you wish for
What you believe
Or hope for
The truth will not change

Good luck with that

That Ye

If there is one thing

That people genuinely do not want 

Is to admit the facts

That will reveal the painful truth

People will rationalize

Justify

And even scientifically theorize

Or hypothesize

To explain why

Things are the way they are

It is a defense mechanism

But there is really 

Absolutely no other reason

Why a Christian cannot walk on water

Or heal the sick

Like Jesus Christ did

Other than the truth

That ye

Lack genuine faith

And What Might That Be?

Everywhere
From the gatherings of brilliant minds
To gatherings of not so brilliant

From teachers to students
To priests and pastors
And everyone else
With beating hearts

Like the stale air that covers
Every nook and cranny
Everywhere there is
Shady evil corruption

Like the spinning compass
Unable to find the North
Confused dazed and tired
Not knowing anything other than

More more more
Money, power, prestige
Comfort, luxury, satiety

Everyone basking in their own glory
And self righteousness
So proud to be
And what might that be?

If it was bad two thousand years ago
It is much worse now
And getting worse by the minute

Anything He Had

There is a reason why
Jesus Christ was homeless
Was born in the barn
Had no money
No fancy clothes
Was rejected

So that no one in this world
Can ever envy
Anything he had
Other than what He only can offer

Peace and salvation