Artist Showcase SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY

“I met this guy on Google + Community “Acceptance”, which he started. He really has a gift of prose, and in my opinion one of the most enjoyable to read. He has lived his words, which to me, says it all. Let’s face it, you can’t describe what you have not seen.  Scott has battled depression, and won the battle. He has a way of expressing this battle that really fills you in on what that is like. Today Scott is happy, wealthy, and wise. I couldn’t tell you how much money he has, but his wealth is well known to us in his community. Please enjoy his most recent poem, and give him a visit.”
-Peace all

THE SILENCE (DEATH)

The silence comes upon you.
It wraps all around you.
It takes you in.
You slip into a void of absolute darkness.
Your screams freeze in your throat.
You fear the absolute darkness.
You fear the alone.
You fear the empty.
You feel hollow.
Your fear is complete.
This place is so cold.
No hope.
Despair holds you here.
Atrophy consumes your heart and soul.
The silence becomes you.
You become the silence.
You have no control.
You slowly surrender.
You can feel death looming.
It is so inviting.
Whispering your name.
Death is moving to replace the silence.
It will take you.
It will swallow you whole.
You won’t care.
You will willingly offer yourself to it.
Now you are gone as if you were never here.
You never existed.
This is the silence.
This is death.
The lie you call truth.

SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY

Visit his blog @ http://fromthesoulofapoet.blogspot.com/p/home.html

David Scott Buckley

Modern Day Cyber Zombies

I was just catching up on my blog subscriptions this morning. It seems a doctor won some kind of award for his blog on sperm cell competition in chickens. He even has a Ted Talks video about it. It always amazes me how we all look at the same things, but see something different. The internet has teamed up with the invention of cellular phones, (and social sites), to transform us all into modern day cyber zombies. People travel the world in the palm of their hand. One eye’s on the world, one’s changing stations, and and one’s changing lanes…oh that’s three… but when gazed upon by another commuter, (even as they juggle the buttons and knobs), they’ll still manage a peek at themselves in the mirror… and drive right off the road … not just once mind you, but several times a day.

With all this time saving technology, seems like we would have a little more of it. There seems to be no time to spend on ourselves. While I’m not in the least bit envious of the Nobel prize winner, that brought long awaited peace to the great chicken sperm cell conflict; (I need a new job), it does beg for contemplation.

Hmmm…Oh, the kids are up. Excuse me while I zap-fry their breakfast.  It will only take a minute in the microwave.

Okay, I’m back. Almost got hung up reading the directions. “Remove pastry from wrapper. Place pastry in toaster”. Really? Has it come to this? While we’re staring at our 3×5 inch window to the world, seems a gap is forming in the cracks of reason. Our minds are literally being transformed into implements of non-notice ability. We no longer notice the other cyber zombies. We think we’re all different, but we’re almost exactly the same. There’s one over there, shopping for a new phone (his is “waaay too slow”). There’s another one, digging in the trash. They both seem to be equally thrilled about the new “thing” they have; and judging by the looks on their faces, I’d say they are.

Speaking of chickens; a friend of mine once told me that people were like chickens. He said “a chicken comes by with a bug in it’s mouth, and all the other chickens follow it around….until they see another chicken, with another bug…then they’ll follow that one”. I think about that every time I pass a McDonald’s. I see all the cars in line at the drive through, and can’t help but wonder if they realize they’re living the same day over and over. Well, enough of this. This is depressing, and hey, It’s Christmas!

We’re all modern day cyber-zombies, practicing ‘the art of disassociation’. It’s a good thing we have Christmas. It’s the one time of year we can re-associate ourselves with family and friends. We can spend time with our kids, and just enjoy life the way it used to be, before we got so smart. Before these time saving machines came along. Once a year we’re resurrected from our zombie walk, and feel like we did when we were children. Aahhh, isn’t it wonderful? So I would just like to rob the powers that be, and steal enough time to wish you all a very merry Christmas, and a wonderful new year. Enjoy the holidays, after all, that’s what they’re for. And go easy on the brains 🙂

Peace all

A Morning Fable. An Introduction.

A Morning Fable. An Introduction..

A Morning Fable. An Introduction.

Introduction.

Fable: noun 1) A brief story embodying a moral, often with animals as characters. 2) A myth or legend. 3) A falsehood; lie.

Good morning reader. Please allow me to introduce the morning fable. Each and every morning I will randomly choose a Bible verse, or group of verses. I’ll type what comes to mind when I read them, in the form of a fable. I will literally throw a dart, and read what it hits…see, I lied already, and you still understood what I said. Jesus taught in parables. Parables and fables are a way to see the same thing in different ways. They are to me the very art of communication. The really great thing is; I can say a lot, but you don’t have to read a lot.

This morning the dart landed on Jeremiah 29:13. Let me start by saying that I had the thought that some people might think I was not really randomly “Just grabbing the book, and opening it to wherever it opened”. I couldn’t figure out why I was worried about this, but it worried me enough that I put off doing it until this morning. This worry is two weeks old now, and all I can say is, “will the wonders of God ever cease to amaze?”. This will be the longest of the morning fables, as it is an introduction. All future reads will be more than likely very short fables.

As with all of God’s dealings with men (women, this includes you too 🙂 ), they will at some point become evident to you. They will be in your face evident, as was this first random verse. You see, this verse “just so happens to be” what God has called me to teach…”in a nutshell”. It can be summed up as this. The reality of Jesus is not something we have to wait for, nor is He someone we will meet later. ( see John 15:15, and Matthew, 7:23)

When I first read Jeremiah, 29:13, I realized something I already knew. This is personal, and I would just say the very first thing that came to mind was “degrees of passion and commitment”. If you look at the history the Bible shows us, then you will notice a very significant difference in God’s relationships with people. From Abraham, to Cain, to the modern day atheist, and you.
Some men such as Abraham, David, Solomon, Elijah, and a few others, are most often seen as “great men of God”. You may think, “These men prayed, and shook the ground”. They all shared a common trait. They were “friends of the Almighty”. What does it take to ‘qualify’ one as God’s friend? What kind of friends would He have?

The first morning fable:

Kings Glory; Kings Demise

It’s good to be king! Such majesty! Such glory unreachable! Oh how happy he must be. He wants for nothing. He has everything anyone could ever want, or need, at his disposal. “That’s what they all think”, thought the King. Little did they know how lonely he was. “Always bowing, and frightened, and distant…always appear for a short visit, only to get a glimpse of me. Only here for bragging rights to carry back to whence they came”, he thought. “Everyone’s afraid of me”. Just then the the scrub woman came in for her daily cleaning, and with a loud “whack” on the throne with her mop, she said,” Wake up! And get out of my way, so I can clean up your mess!” Coming to himself, the king looked at the old woman. She was standing there; grubby, dirty, and with the usual sheepish grin on her face. The king thought to himself, “If it wasn’t for you old woman, I would go insane. You’re about the only friend I have. No one else will even get close to me.” The king, as always, was very glad to see her. In fact, he made a point to add a little extra clutter each day, so she would have to stay longer. He wondered if the old woman would catch on.
Jeremiah 29:13
“And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye shall search for me with a whole heart”

Today’s Moral; You will find Him when you stop wondering if you’ve looked hard enough, or if you’ve sacrificed enough, and put yourself in His place.