My (Pillars) Of My Life: I Also Ask You, What Is Yours?

 

Earlier today I was reading some material from one of the folks I follow, I would tell you which blog it was but I honestly don’t remember as I read a lot of blogs and blog posts everyday. I do remember that this Author was from India and I read several of his posts, at least I think the person was a ‘He’, I could be wrong on that. One of the smaller pieces in their blog was a peace about their 4 pillars of life. From the articles I was reading, if my memory serves me correctly, this writer was a Hindu by faith. I am hoping that if this person reads this article that they will drop me a line with their website address and I will then make sure that they get credit for giving me the ideas about what I would call my ‘Pillars of life’. People get ideas from the strangest of things sometimes as an example, you see a pretty woman in a bright blue dress at a store downtown and you come home and write a story about ugly men who wear $5,000.00 three piece suits trying to hide the fact that they are ugly. Inspiration, you never know where it might come from during your day.

 

I believe the 4 Pillars spoken of above were Hindu Philosophy, and I have to admit that I agree with them as far as them being Pillars upon which are important for a person to build their life upon. The 4 Pillars were 1) Family 2) Kindness 3) Honesty 4) Humility, also was added the phrase “But the foundation is always: Love.” If this is the true order in which this Philosophy is meant to be, what do you think of them? Do you agree with them? Do you agree with the order they are written in? A person could write an article on each one if they were inclined to do so, even commenting on what each one means to you personally. Or, to play the Devil’s advocate, write an article on why each one does not mean anything to you and why so, I’m just saying…

 

For this article I am taking my own advice and have decided to add to the aforementioned ‘Pillars.’ When you have finished reading what I have posted please gather your thoughts on this ‘Pillars of Life’ and decide what you think of what I have written. Please feel free to comment if you wish. Comment on if you agree or disagree with what I have written, also, if you wish, write an article on what you believe your own personal ‘Pillars, foundations, of your life are.’

 

I have decided to put down a couple more ‘Rocks’ on which I have been trying daily to build my life upon, so here goes. 1) God 2) Country  3) Family 4) Honesty 5) Humility 6) Kindness. Well folks, what do you think? What are your foundations, your ‘Rocks, Pillars’ upon which you are trying to have as your own personal foundation to your ‘Being?’ Like a lot of articles that I write this article is simply designed to try to get each of you to think inside your own ‘Box, Self, Soul’, to examine your heart from the inside. I hope that it has helped to do exactly that for at least some of you. For now, good night, and I pray for God’s blessings to each one of you.

My Name Is Nod: (About The Garden Of Eden)

OF THE SEVERAL HUNDRED POEMS THAT I HAVE WRITTEN THROUGH THE YEARS THIS IS MY OWN PERSONAL FAVORITE.

This is a poem that is designed to make you think, to get you to maybe get the book of Genesis out for another look-see. Maybe, if you are not good at world geography you might want to dig into some maps of the known world of about 5,000 years or so ago. I hope that you enjoy it, quite a bit of research went into making this poem be accurate. Nod is “The Land” that is just east of the Garden of Eden.

Do you know me

Listen, does not the wind whisper

Do not the mountains echo my name

How is it you do not know me

Did not the man Moses lay out the path to my door

For two of your human generations

The Valley of The Garden of God

Was my western door

My Sister, Lake Urmia was fast a sleep

Within her no bounty ever found

As the West Gate of God’s Garden she guarded

Now she is but salty ground

Did not my mountains rumble

And spew forth fire and rocks

How is it you can not find me

Can you not hear the ticking of the clock

Many of your years ago now

One man came forth unto me

Spewed forth from the Garden of God

He came unto me, with a mark upon his head

So all my inhabitants would know

That whosoever dared touch him

Would also soon be dead

The Garden has now so long been gone

It’s land like mine is scorched

The Face of God once again I seek

But when He does once again return

Will He echo my words to you

Child, how is it you do not know me