Black-and-White

I don’t really consider myself much of a poet, but I do enjoy a good rhyme.

Below is a small rhyme I’ve been working on for awhile now. I wouldn’t really call it finished, but then again I don’t really know if it ever will be in my eyes. Regardless, I would like to share it in its current state as I feel the overall message behind it is a good one despite any rough edges it may still have in my mind. Hopefully that message makes sense.

Black-and-White

Black-and-white,
The television screen flashes bright,
As good men fight for basic human right,
Alongside a just and worthy King.

Black-and-white,
Perhaps some cunning, subtle foresight,
Of unity fortold by image and type,
Through boundaries broken by boundaries, hope is given wing.

Black-and-white,
A monochromatic insight,
From photographic limits that seem just right,
Realization that we are merely shades of gray,
Human all the same in each and every way.

On God

I’ve been wanting to express my “religious” beliefs in a very brief and succinct way for quite awhile now, and I think I finally managed to do so a little while back. This post is to ensure I have it readily available in the future and to perhaps give any who might stumble across it simply something to think about:

For me, whether God exists or not doesn’t matter. I suppose I consider myself a Humanist more than anything and I try to stick mostly to that. I won’t usually argue against the existence of some divine being but I do feel there is a lack of evidence. Regardless, I simply don’t feel that any sort of confirmed existence on their part would have any effect on how I choose to live my life.

As for my “beliefs”, I see myself as having a responsibility to be a positive influence on my personal community and the world as a whole. I feel that “immortality” is best obtained through leaving a legacy behind of compassion and support for my fellow man and this planet that we all live on. The only thing I care about is leaving the world a better place through my own personal actions than it was when I first entered into it.

If I arrive at the gates of “Heaven” and am denied entry solely on the grounds that I wouldn’t acknowledge whatever God turns out to be the real one despite the fact I put every effort into living what would be a “good life” by any sane social standards, then so be it. I will accept whatever fate is to come knowing that I lived a life that I can be proud of regardless.

Something New Begins, Nothing Ever Truly Ends

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