Jessica B.

Posts Tagged ‘know’

20191230

In aphorism, poetry, proverb on 20191230 at 23:55

Those who share, have something to give.

Those who share not, have nothing.

The fool will not look.
The lay cannot see.
The intellect will look.
The wise see.

Ear plugs made of ego, make the fool.

The wise prune the dead limbs by choice.

The fool go out on dead limb and prune by accident.

The fool cannibalizes their soul to feed their ego.

If there is no self-accountability given, there is no responsibility taken.

Ego is a gift held by fools and a burden lost by the wise.

A bully has back-up to compensate for an ego that otherwise has no defense.

The fool bystander fears the aggressor only when they have personal profit to gain.

I See You
Without your makeup
Without your muscles
With the bags under your eyes
With the softness in your thighs,
I see you.
Without your stoic self
Without your unapologetic self
With your hidden tears
With your vulnerable self,
I see you.
Past the violence you commit
For the harm you deny
Past the wall you have built
For the fear you feed,
I see you.
Beyond the smoke you toke
Beyond the drink you take
Through pain that feigns laughter
Though uncertainty that belies confidence,
I see you.
Despite your failures
Not in spite of your successes
So busy with accomplishments
So boastful of your efforts,
I see you
As the tender soul
As the terrified one
Who strives without
Who struggles onward,
I see you.
Never with an apology
Ever with the denial
Hardly the recognition
Rarely the action,
I see you.
For the day shall come
Only after the night concedes
With only the hope that
you’ll see another, too.

20160814

In aphorism, proverb on 20160814 at 23:55

When a spoiled mood makes for sour words, silence is more fruitful.

A hypocrite is /not. 

The fool know not the extent of their reach. The wise know the extent of their impact. 

20160731

In aphorism, bon mot, proverb on 20160731 at 23:55

The moment you decide that you deserve better is the moment that you know better—and already in this moment, you are better off.

The fool wears chains to the tune of gold—grounded in insecurity, weighted by vanity, and convinced they are better off decorated than liberated.

As if the limits of mortality were not damning enough, the fool boasts of his own. 

If a fool looks for dirt in the cleanest of waters, he is sure to succeed—if only in finding his reflection.

The fool dismisses a dozen opportunities before asking for a second chance.

Regret is the currency of the fool and the agency of the wise.

Waking up is hard to do, but it’s the only way to welcome in a new day.

What is the difference between mail and email? a LETTER

20140814

In aphorism on 20140814 at 11:18

Understanding often has very little to do with knowing.

20140225

In aphorism, tale on 20140226 at 11:06

《What Is, What Wills》

Once upon the deep, dwelled two pairs of seafaring lovers.

Both lived rather normal lives aboard their ships on the sea, full of ups and downs, as anyone would expect to see upon the sea.

On calm seas, both pairs made love with the illimitable passion of lovers held at bay.

But the sky does what a sky wills, and so oft brewed blackened clouds with the inevitable unknown beyond. It was in these times that the difference between the lovemakers was never more lucid.

For when the storms blew in, as only a fool could deny the inevitability of, the seasoned couple ceased their lovemaking, wisely understanding their lovemaking to be powerless against warding off the mighty storm. To them, worry was a more worthy and more rewarding charm.

The other couple continued to make love like only reckless lovers knew, much to the chagrin of the other lovers. And it was true that the lovers’ lovemaking did nary a thing to make the storm go away, to shorten the waves, or to lessen the impact.

Also true was it, that the cessation of the other lovers’ lovemaking neither did anything to encourage the passing of the storm.

For a truth is a truth as is a sail a sail. Wisdom lies in wielding a truth, not simply holding a truth.

For in the end, to the common eye, it was plain to see that lovemaking -and its lack thereof- had absolutely nary a thing to do with the coming of the storm, the size of the storm, nor the passing of the storm.

With the passing of a storm, what remained for the eye to see was but two sets of lovers at sea and two kinds of love as they so fit to see.

One, a weakened bond of fair weather lovers, who made love only when the sea was calm, losing only the opportunity to love each other through and so weather a storm together.

The other, a strengthened bond between the lovers, who made love without regard to a storm (or was it very much with regard to the storm?), losing only themselves in each other whether or not came the weather.

For a storm is what only a storm wills, and love is only what love wills.

20131227

In aphorism, proverb on 20131227 at 19:31

The fool know not that they are out of control.
The lay know not that they are in control.
The intellect know that they are controlled.
The wise know that they are not in control.

20131009

In poetry, rumination on 20131009 at 21:03

《the way》
dear little one,
the world is yours.
the world was yours
even before you belonged
to it.
it was, is, and will be
your redemption as often
as it will be your nemesis.
do not be afraid, for fear
will not carry your burdens
nor will it shelter you
from the elements.
have hope as much as will
allow triumph
over the ills of present,
but none so much that
you deceive yourself
of the realities of the future
or the consequences of the past.
days of sorrow will weave
a tight knit alongside joy,
neither with warning
nor with limitation.
you shall persist because
you know of nothing else,
not only because you will it.
for as a mortal, possibility
is as finite only as is time.
what tomorrow will bring you,
yesterday has already taken
away, with a fluidity that
surprises with subtlety.
you will love and hurt,
feel pain and transfer pain.
you will always forgive
because the alternative
is no alternative.
fairness and justice
will oft be at odds
with one another and for you.
you will not always deserve
your destiny, but you will
decide not to deny it.
for tonight, the sun sets low,
but tomorrow, high,
high shall the sun rise up.
oh, little one, until tomorrow,
good night.

20120203

In aphorism, proverb, rumination on 20120203 at 09:24

The joy in knowing that you were wrong is learning what is right.

The wise rejoice in their mistakes, for they have found what is right.
The fool repeats in their mistakes, for they do not seek what is right.

It takes not execution of perfection, but sincere apology to right a wrong.

Though the Sun has set, / Fear not the Night – / That Sun is but / A Lilliputian Star; / Open your eyes to / The Universe in sight.

20110928

In aphorism on 20110928 at 23:26

The fool tempt a rabbit with the worm and a fish with the carrot.

Let our tongues act as the filters that let only praise and positivity fall upon the ears of others.

Think on your blessings, and your tongue will know only praises.

The mind is mightier than a million missiles.

Know loneliness, not without first knowing friendship.