Nearly Unnoticed

by Reese

She is lonelyEven though you can't tellShe is reaching outFor what, she doesn't knowShe will continue to sit in silenceAnd hope that someone may stumble acrossHer and all of her emptinessBut they only hope that they do it in timeOtherwise she will have drifted too farAnd she may let goOf whatever grasp of the world she hasAs she slowly fades out of the lives of everyoneNearly unnoticed.

Ouch

The Prisoner In The Dark CaveThere once was a man who was sentenced to die. He wasblindfolded and put in a pitch dark cave. The cave was 100yards by 100 yards. He was told that there was a way out ofthe cave, and if he could find it, he was a free man.After a rock was secured at the entrance of the cave, theprisoner was allowed to take his blindfold off and roamfreely in the darkness. He was to be fed only bread andwater for the first 30 days and nothing thereafter. Thebread and water were lowered from a small hole in the roofat the south end of the cave. The ceiling was about 18 feethigh. The opening was about one foot in diameter. Theprisoner could see a faint light up above, but no lightcame into the cave.As the prisoner roamed and crawled around the cave, hebumped into rocks. Some were rather large. He thought thatif he could build a mound of rocks and dirt that was highenough, he could reach the opening and enlarge it enough tocrawl through and escape. Since he was 5'9", and his reachwas two feet, the mound had to be at least 10 feet high.So the prisoner spent his waking hours picking up rocks anddigging up dirt. At the end of two weeks, he had built amound of about six feet. He thought that if he couldduplicate that in the next two weeks, he could make itbefore his food ran out. But as he had already used most ofthe rocks in the cave, he had to dig harder and harder. Hehad to do the digging with his bare hands. After a monthhad passed, the mound was nine and half feet high and hecould almost reach the opening if he jumped. He was almostexhausted and extremely weak.One day just as he thought he could touch the opening, hefell. He was simply too weak to get up, and in two days hedied. His captors came to get his body. They rolled awaythe huge rock that covered the entrance. As the lightflooded into the cave, it illuminated an opening in thewall of the cave about three feet in circumference.The opening was the opening to a tunnel which led to theother side of the mountain. This was the passage to freedomthe prisoner had been told about. It was in the south walldirectly under the opening in the ceiling. All the prisonerwould have had to do was crawl about 200 feet and he wouldhave found freedom. He had so completely focused on theopening of light that it never occurred to him to look forfreedom in the darkness. Liberation was there all the timeright next to the mound he was building, but it was in thedarkness.

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WOW

I am a reality in your every day. I have many names, many faces, many shapes, and I come in every size and color. I’m blamed for more failures than anything or anyone else. I have no respect for or of persons, I do not play favorites, and I never choose sides. Within me are invisible seeds of greatness and immeasurable fields of frustration. What you choose to do with me will make you better or make you bitter. The people who don’t want me the most inevitably have the most of me. The great paradox is I will never go away but yet I can show anyone a better way. Without me there would be zero success. In fact, I am the driving force behind all achievement and the better you get at dealing with me the better you… you will be.

It’s not a matter of IF you will face me but WHEN you will face me. And with that, let me make a guarantee. I will be in your face every day. I am the one thing in your life that has the potential to help you think bigger, be better, and do the impossible in every area of your life. Unfortunately, until you meet me, everything is fine. And like most people say, “it is what it is.” Those people, by the way, don’t know the power I have to make their potential a reality. The most important thing about me that you need to know is I am waiting everyday to be used by you. Or in worst case scenarios, to be used against you.

Who am I? I am your Problem. And just in case no one has told you, my last name is Solution.

-Keith A. Craft

Get it?

Sometimes its sooo hard to not ask "why me"? With so much to be thankfull for, with such great kids, with so much love between us why are we frozen? Why are we frozen in our house of pain? Why do we hurt? Even harder to understand is why do we hurt each other? Dont we want the same things out of life?

Poof

In a flash it all slipped away. I dont know where the slippery slope started but i know now whats at the bottom. Looking back it all seems like a dream... a nightmare. Looking inside it has taken its toll on my everything. In the pit my stomach things churn. So many things beyond my control have taken over my life. What will be left of me?

I no longer feel like i have a heartbeat... it feels like my soul is pounding to get out of my body. My body a shell to big for the smaller version of me that lives there today.