A One On One Deep Conversation About Death

This was a heart to heart conversation about life and death. Two people are going back and fourth, expressing their deepest thoughts

Michael:

We don’t know what it feels like to die.

Never been in it’s presence or time.

We know it exist and it’s something we don’t wish.

Until you experience the true meaning of life.

Life is about smile and cries but let’s talk about cries

Why do we cry?

Tears falling from the face comes from a broken heart.

Feels like your life fell apart.

Life itself isn’t hard but the people in it make it

unbearable.

A broken heart makes pain unbeatable.

Pain hurts most when it’s unexpected

like an STD for having sex unprotected.

School teaches you education but what about real life lessons?

Feeling like bubble boy trapped in a bubble.

Trying to remain humble but people mock and laugh at you

So bad that you either become suicidal or homicidal.

Suicide will break your mother’s heart on the inside.

Or you can conserve your life by committing homicide.

Turn to a serial killer.

A broken heart turns a person so apathetic

Secrets of deep thoughts exposed

like diaries in dusty attics.

Joyce:

Or matter of fact feeling low like a crack addict or even standing on a bridge thinking of doing something drastic

In your mind you’re thinking to yourself wouldn’t this be fantastic, I gotta have this
The pain released from my soul which would give me happiness


It’s all madness

We all have problems in different shapes and sizes but, most of us take a passive approach and try to hide or disguise it

Like a sad clown behind his mask or forgotten child in need of assistance you didn’t ask
They all say the hurt and pain you had is in the past but, what about that new job that didn’t last or more recently when one of my loved ones just passed


It’s real and part of life. Yes there’s positivity but, there’s also strife. With one there always come the other and nine times out of ten the obvious one outweighs the other.
But I choose life over death.


The best to do list item I keep close to my chest. It’s been weeks tossing over this idea, in which I hadn’t slept.


But what do you expect?


Every day I pick up the pieces of what life couldn’t been and work on ways for how it should be.
One of the keys to success and to see and believe.


Now I know there’s nonbelievers and can’t fathom seeing the other side but, although I see it from their view, I’ve decided to put my pride aside.


Let’s face it, we don’t really decide if we live or die.

Michael:

Because death is promised to us all.
It’s never a goal

but rather we stand still like a pole


or move around like electrons
death come to us all.

Ever since the devil broke his bond
with God

Life is the real death


and death is the freedom

Demons and angels maybe imaginary
and humans are the real demons.

Think about Cain and Abel

It’s all hereditary.

Thou shall not kill

Thou shall not steal


we disobey by our own free will.

Every step u take, we could be stepping in a trap


and be a victim in a person’s attack.

Life is overrated


like sex to a person with a low sex drive.

Babies are forever precious


but even Tupac new parents are devious

just ask Brenda.

Unlike the tribe in black panther,

black people don’t stick together.

We receive hate like the Jews did from Hitler.

A devil in disguise,


poisoning minds

by disguising poisoned mushrooms


into red apples.

What seems healthy


can put you in the grave early.

But maybe an early grave


is the best day


since we escaping dooms day,

you know the place we call life.
Shit I don’t fear death

 


I fear life and I’m tired of the fight

Joyce:

It’s interesting that we think the fear of difference is fear of life itself.

Worrying about other people’s opinions to the point it affects our health.

However, remaining hidden in plain sight like a cheetah that’s stealth.

Or masking our fear with creating problems that haven’t been dealt.


I believe there are demons that walk amongst us on this earth, the same people that need to look in the mirror and go to church.

They need to worry about getting themselves right and avoid at all costs for them not to get hurt.

Betraying their spouse, mother, or brother or throwing a friend’s name in the dirt.
It’s not that death is the better choice for us all but, for some it’s the easier option to befall.
Drugs, sex, money, they’re all a different kind a poison. Leading to our so called miserable lives and causing mass destruction.
The root of all evil is sometimes staring us in the face, evil has no color no matter the race.
Divide and conquer is what has been the trend. The endless violence on each other seems to never want to end.
It’s takes only one voice to be heard, hand to be raised, two feet to be stood on to choose peace. Reminding us all that we all need to love one another as Martin Luther king Jr essentially quoted in his I Have a Dream Speech.
Life is tough and life can seem like a personal hell. But, only God can judge the living based on how we followed his rules well.
So turn the other cheek and love hard towards one another because when that judgement comes God surely won’t stutter.

Questions to think about

1) If you had 24 hours to live, what would you do?

2) The bible says more people will go to hell then heaven, what’s your opinion about that?

3) If misery didn’t exist and everybody was happy, would this affect music and poetry?

On Tuesday May 1st, I will post my next blog

My Thoughts

Last few years, shit got deep.

The mountains got steep.

Nobody knew what I was going through

Real life problems

and I didn’t know how to solve them.

felt like I was under pressure

trying to disarm a bomb.

Ever felt so miserable

you hate the sound of the alarm?

In the morning

heart was constantly beating

at a fast pace rate.

Ignoring my stomach growling

because I felt like I had no escape

out of a bad situation.

The frustration and hate

intensifies only more

when you accept misery

instead of trying to change it.

Mind was insipid.

I kept quite

I held my composure,

but on the inside

I was livid.

I seen the ones I loved

as role models

turn into hypocrites.

Ever got hurt so bad by the opposite sex

you thought all women are bitches?

Ever got so hurt so bad by the opposite sex

You thought all men ain’t shit?

What keeps myself going?

Remind myself everything happens

for a reason.

But felt like I was lying to myself

because the humble ones

receive the most attention and drama

without any explanation.

The day, week, month and season changes

but the pain remains constant.

Stuck on bullshit

I felt constipated.

I compare myself to a mouse

in a house.

Ever heard the term

“quiet as a mouse”?

Cartoons portrays mice

as if their innocent

but in reality at midnight

behind the walls

they make loud noises

all night gnawing and clawing.

I am quiet, minding my business

but up all night overthinking.

Overthinking so much

for a second I thought

I was nocturnal.

I refused to invite company

when facing misery.

I refuse to bring anybody

in the lake of fire with me.

Thoughts were bigger than a grizzly.

Beer kept me from doing

something crazy ironically.

One at a time I started

devouring beer bottles a minute.

Instead of the bible

Heineken was my weapon,

Corona was my idol,

Budweiser was my hero.

On the dresser nothing but empty bottles

and this was the affect

since there was nothing on cable.

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I shed a puddle of tears.

My bed received more rainfall

then the month of April.

I wished stories of people

getting their hearts broken

were only fables.

The ghetto is filled with people

with real talent

and most politicians are ignorant,

sucking d*ck to make it.

In this world

You have to fake it

until you make it.

Then when you make it,

you have to fake it more.

People make it difficult

for you

When you are completely honest.

Now think about it

I respect the truth more than deceit

but honor and loyalty can

End you up in a cemetery.

So is honesty overrated?

I don’t know, maybe

Fear in your heart

Will have lying

So much

That you think it’s a blessing

and the truth is a sin.

Some people won’t admit it

but to some, the devil

Is feared more than God.

We underestimate God’s power

and refuse to cower.

Rumors on social media

receive more attention

then family members.

Technology is the slave driver

to today’s generation.

It press its feet on the minds

of the innocent

until the innocent is out of gas

and now stuck on stupid.

but no excuses.

Technology is not the scapegoat,

because people always been ruthless,

The only difference is because of social media

We are exposed quicker

but the demons been exist.

They were once angels in heaven.

However, here is a question,

Can someone describe the view

of heaven?

What if everybody living was aborted

and every baby that was once aborted

had a chance to live life?

What would be the outcome of life?

What would be the percentage of crime?

When is the end of time?

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