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The Computer Goes Tap

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On that Computer, Screen’s Black.

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Move the Mouse Away from That.

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Why Did My Computer Screen Go Black?

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Why Am I on That?

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Why is the Screen all Cracked?

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IS it Really a Hack?

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That is What is Happening to the Computer with the Black Screen, which was Hacked and Cracked in a Place Where it Should Not Be At.

 

 

Challenges and Thrills

The past few days I have been home from school on a nice, well-needed break. The semester has had its thrills and challenges, but I am confident and faithful that God will help me through the challenges and help me cherish the thrills that life brings to me. Even through the thoughts of confusion and self-discovery, I will prevail through with God as my lighted match. Ready to set ablaze my path for me. Although, the rain may come at times if I take out and strike my match. I can then be able to set my path on fire and allow it to lead the way in warmth and enlightenment.

“It is the Lord who goes before you. He will be with you; he will not leave you or forsake you. Do not fear or be dismayed.”
—Deuteronomy 31:8

Tired of Falitures

What is the point of trying so hard to something that you know you will fail at?

I pray I have faith, I work hard, I prevail, I contribute, but it all ends with an unsatisfying taste.

I hate feeling stupid, I hate feeling dumb, I hate feeling like I am failing. I am slowly fading into the darkness. Too scared to allow people to know, too afraid to make a change.

Just comes from the trial after trial, test after test,  temptation after temptation. I can’t feel like this anymore.

I tried for help, help never came.

I know God answers my prayers. I just hope he answers my unanswered prayer soon.

I am tired of letting myself down and failing.

God, Please Answer my Prayer.

Metanoia

The misconception of changing one mind is thought of, in my mind.

How can you change one’s mind, when you can’t even make up your own.

How can the curvatures and edges of the mind’s maze be reached, let alone changed?

How can the mind be changed when it’s constantly being manipulated?

How can the consumption one feel within the mind be altered by one’s change of mind?

This is the misconception of changing one’s mind

If it even allows change at all.

Will this really change the heart of the person you love?

Manipulation and Control?

I hope you know that changing one’s mind is a journey that may take a life time,

not a process that will merely take a moment.

 

 

The Act of Expression

The Act of Expression is the main thing that makes a human, a human.

Love who you are by expressing who you are.

It doesn’t matter how people perceive you to be.

Because all and all there will always be someone,

who excepts you who you are.

Someone will accept and love the act of your own expression.

You will find, probably already have friendship through your act of expression.

Your job now is to accept other people’s expressions and love upon their friendship.

All through the act of expression.

Late Night Thoughts

 

It lurks through the night.

Keeps you stiff necked to your bed.

Sweating in fear, you pray.

“God hear my prayer for I am scared.”

The curtains rustle and blow.

The winds are screaming to come in through the window pane.

“What could the winds want,” you wonder.

You sit trembling in the dark.

Your forehead beating with sweat, your entire body shaking, your entire body cold.

The cold of a dead ghost, stroking the forearm of the trembling foe.

The feeling of the stroke are, are one may call icy.

The icy ping of many frozen spider legs crawling across your forearm.

Waking up sweating. Feeling around for what you thought was a nightmare.

The curtains are still blowing, the wind still howling, but the sun is shinning.

The day can now go on.

 

Darkness is found everywhere, it is not just found at night. That is why we should not judge the night by it’s darkness.-CD