Just a Girl Lost 2

Just a girl lost~ Here I share bits & pieces of me, in poetry, prose, music & posts from writers who inspire me.


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Fulton Sheen on Freedom

Archbishop Fulton Sheen was and is one of the greatest speakers and teachers of our time. His wisdom and his teachings on humanity and the fight between Good and evil are timeless and unfortunately timely for our times.

Our Lady and Sheen

Archbishop Sheen’s writings are absolutely amazing.  He wrote 30, 40, 50, 60 and more years ago, and yet his writings echo true today in 2010.  His passion, and compassion, shine through with the most impeccable clarity and charity.  Some say that he was a prophet, which as Christians we are all called to be.   I think of him this way, calling people of his own time and the future back to the Truth, which is the love of Christ.  The article I will be quoting can be found here and is from 1943.

A proof that we are in danger of losing it [freedom], is that everyone is talking about it. If you suddenly came into a country where everyone was talking about the health of the lungs, you would immediately conclude that a disastrous microbe was rampant.

This simple yet profound statement is one that we can relate to…

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CDC: Death Toll Following Experimental COVID Injections Now at 4,434 – More than 21 Years of Recorded Vaccine Deaths from VAERS

Source: Brian Shilhavy Editor, Health Impact News The CDC released the latest death figures following the experimental COVID injections this week, and that death toll now stands at 4,434 people, adults and children, that have been recorded as dying after receiving one of the experimental COVID injections. Source. To put this number in perspective, since […]

CDC: Death Toll Following Experimental COVID Injections Now at 4,434 – More than 21 Years of Recorded Vaccine Deaths from VAERS


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The King of Lies

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My Love obscene
Condemned to die
by a court of One
a King of Lies
Thief of my thoughts
this Judas Priest
Blackmailer punk
My soul sold cheap
carried his cross
Led on his leash
A genius of insanity
With gifts of dirt
& blasphemies
he buried me
he clipped my wings
Rabid for
a special treat
In recompense for my sin
I lay upon
stripped to skin
His Holy Grail
my bed of nails
His every pain
I bled for him
and
Oh,
how he loved
to watch me die
~

©justagirllost2

  • image by Lithuanian photographer Algis Griškevičius.

*in honor of #arielpoets I’m reposting this. The theme @arielpoets this month of January is Betrayal


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Happiness

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If Happiness is simply

a chemical released

in the brain

I want to figure out

how to blast out

that atomic bit

of bliss.

I want to braid

promised pulls

of happiness

in daisy chains

of magic mist.

I want to bury deep 

the winters

of betrayals and unloves.

I want to dam

the daily deluge,

the torrent of thoughts

the Shame, Hate and Rage

that floods my sorry heart.

A cacaophy of my own

and demonic taunts.

See,

I often, often pray“FIX ME! Now! Now! Now, please!”

I beg for miraculous healing of

every epic failing.

I beg to be whole, healthy, productive, serene.

“I NEED to be the ME I’m meant to be

I MUST make up for ALL my selfish,thoughtless, destructive indecencies.

Make me who I’m meant to be, please! please! please!

I plead over and over.

A noble mantra(to my narcissistic need)

prayed with utmost contrition, angst and sincerity.

“I KNOW that You have to answer, don’t You?

I mean,You’ve healed so many people

way worse off and way more screwed up than me,

and I BELIEVE!

See, God, I believe!

So, c’mon, I’m ready now,

I’m so ready now to be healed.”

I plead,

waiting to be freed,

waiting for a miracle, dammit!

It’s not working! I’m still the messed up, old me.

I bet I’m being ignored because I’m not determined enough. I need to beg and whine with more sincerity.

NOTHING … NOTHING, but the buzzing voices of my own vanity.

“I must be unfixable.

I must be too weak.

What was I thinking?

I’m way beyond healing.

Even He can’t fix me.”

I Sink

deeper and deeper into myself & my selfishness

“MY way must be the ONLY way out of this daily abyss of discontent.

This life is all there is & so I’ll make the best of it

until I can figure out how to fix myself.”

It’s so much easier to believe in the god of Me.

I may be doomed to mediocrity, but at least I’m ‘home’ within the familiar confines of my darkened,broken mind. I will always be my own place to hide. (my own Pride)

I’ll make sure I always have a retreatw here I can pretend I’m leading a ‘normal’, fulfilling happy life.

Keep my dirty little secrets hidden inside.

Retreat into a fantasy world to forget the real world around me.

“I am a martyr, don’t they see? Nobody understands me! I have NEEDS! I DESERVE to be free to be worshiped by others in my kingdom of ME.”

A place where selfishness, fear, apathy,resentment, blame, anger, negativity and eendless self-pity run free.

Where I’m in control because only I know what’s best for me.

Life should be PLEASING me.

Pleasure and Control, insidious beasts eating me up alive.

My passions & desires own me.

A me I create in the image of what I want others to see.

Emotions & feelings drive my insatiable need to be happy.

A blank page desperate for a saviour’s ink.

I’m not real unless they SEE me.

My stubborn pride, my petulant need,

my childish mind keeps me blind to other’s reality.

“FEED ME FEED ME FEED ME because you NEED me!”

I’m dying inside. I’ve become a parasite of heart, soul & mind.

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And then, through the miracle of Grace,

little by little, day by day,

I begin to FEEL so DEEPLY the pain, sadness & need for love of those around me.Their feelings begin to matter more than my own

I am filled with longing for something I cannot define or explain. A warmth flows thru me.

My cold heart is melting to Love

completely.

I’m healing.

Life won’t let me declare myself neutral

in this war anymore.

I have to decide whether to fly or fight.

I no longer find surcease in my usual distractions

I’m not able to ‘delete’ & bury my conscience & justify

my infantile dissolute vanities.

I used to be able to run away with impunity

seeking out those like me.

Things are different now.

I, who always arrogantly thought myself

so brave & so much stronger than others.

I see only a paper tiger.

A coward afraid to face the truth. I am words, not actions. A fool.

Something inside of me cries out. I’m ready to be free. I’m ready to let the emptiness and dark silence wash over and consume me.

I am defiant. I am tired. I have decided with every fiber of my being that

Fear will no longer rule me.

I choose to be happy, joyful & free.

I walk through the valley of humble defeat.

I’m a prisoner of true Love.

I throw myself into His arms in complete, terrified,

childlike, loving trust.

I’m finally ready to let Him Be

and work through me.

I know I have no strength.

I’ve failed miserably.

I know I have to let go of the past.

I have to hold on to now and all that will be.

I’m going in blind, hands tied, Letting Him lead.

I’m dying to Me. It’s not easy. Not at first.

I still grieve the old me.

I have to drag myself across that bridge of doubt & lack of faith.

Without humility & complete honesty, I can’t bear to cross it.

It isn’t exactly how I’d pictured it to be, once I’d waved the

white flag, I’d expected Him to carry me!

So tempting to slide back down that hill into my old ways.

I wanna run & hide again, but I don’t.

I stay and I run, I run, towards & unknown Fate.

I run over that bridge. From night to day.

From comatose to wide awake. No longer lost.

I’ve finally found my way.

And somehow I’ve changed.

I am ready to live the truth I’ve always believed,

yet was too afraid to seek.

That ‘suffering’ of this life will bring understanding,

growth & healing and will lead to a happiness

far beyond what my human nature can ever dare to imagine.

That ‘fixing’ means changing & becoming unbroken

into a divine, unique creation of me as part of the human family.

For, how can we know true peace if we only think of

our own wants and needs?

So, now I pray for wisdom & patience

for hope & fortitude

I pray for humility and gratitude

I pray to let go of all fear and control

I pray for the strength to leap into the abyss

of complete and utter trust, always.

To never falter again. To step out over the precipice

of my fallen, miserable comfort zone

into the arms of an unimaginable

mystical, unthinkable, beautiful

and all possible unknown.

It’s a never ending journey of self-discovery

Self-inflicted tortures of silence & reflection

Looking in mirrors of past pains soul deep

Breaking off dirty, bloody pieces until, suddenly,

like a dandelion in the wind, my soul flies beyond me

no longer imprisoned ready to rise higher.

Uncaged, unfettered, uncovered & free

to allow in a deeper, more perfect level of

all that is truly good & beautiful.

To Love unconditionally my children & my family

To see the divinity in others

To see the exquisite perfection & magic in mundane things

And no matter what trials, disappointments & pain

this life brings, I’ll be able to dance in the rain

I’ve forever changed.

I’ll still mess up again

and slip back and lose my peace, but

I will always know & believe

that Happiness lives

in my Loving the world

outside & inside of me.

~

©justagirllost2

*photo mine. St. Peter’s Catholic Church Cemetery in Carencro, Louisiana


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When I Love Again

 

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When I commit to love again …

he will be my best friend,

my confidant,

my confessor who accepts

all of me

 

He will be the one I mesh with,

my missing piece in mind & heart, as I will be his.

 

He will be that one person who I like being around

Naked in every way

without inhibitions

without fear

free to explore every hidden

and forbidden fantasy

A magnet of lust requited.

Lusting a soul mate is always reciprocal

that’s one of the rules.

(He’s also gonna like to walk around naked at 2am

& eat Rocky Road ice cream from the fridge

from the same spoon)

 

He’ll be the one who talks politics and philosophy

He will not see the bad me, only the me who loves him.

When I’m mad & acting crazy,

he’ll kiss my forehead and say things to make me laugh at me

 

He’ll have a Truth and faith inside that cannot be denied

He will make me want to be the better person I should have been

He will be the nobility missing in me

 

He will be Himself, always

A man with a light inside he’s unafraid to hide

A man of courage, more than mine

 

A man of pure soul & pure heart

A man unafraid of the darkness within

A man unafraid to be who his spirit calls him to be

 

A man in love with Love

A man in love with me

A man who needs no others, but me and God, who brought us together

so that we could transform each other into the most perfect expressions of joy and happiness with all whom we love

Our children, our families, our friends all others share in the bounty of this One true Love
~

©justagirllost2