Feel Like Being Proud?

"O dust of earth, sit down on the dry ashes of our ancestors and consider love. "

BE PROUD

O dust, that you are responsible for the creation of love.
(If it were not for your lack, you would never know its reality!)

BE PROUD

O dust, of your lofty goals of peace through love.
(Your headlines scream its rancid failures.)

BE PROUD

O dust, your eyes can see the potential of love in others.
(Yet you ignore the source of love within.)

BE PROUD

O dust, that no one can call you a hypocrite for your display of "love".
(THIS is the reason the source of love within is silently staring at the heart of your soul.)

BE PROUD

O dust, you passed love onto little children.
(Countless are the tortured children because of broken, destroyed relationships.
Nice "love legacy", wouldn't you say?)

BE PROUD

O dust, of your weekly faithfulness worshipping your love for whatever you perceive a higher power to be.
(Redundancy, not even being tolerated by human beings, is quite annoying.)

BE PROUD

O dust, your love has not failed others.
(Your love has failed yourself.)


BE PROUD

O dust, you gained the truth of true love while sitting on the dry ashes of ancestors past.
(Who will be sitting upon your dried dust in the future?)

BE PROUD
O dust, you conquered the world.
(But yielded not unto true love to conquer your soul.)

BE PROUD

O dust, you humbly yielded to a world of "truisms."
(But yielded not your whole self unto that true love within you.)

BE PROUD
O dust, you comprehend fully what pride does and is.
(Its razored edge waits to cushion you when you land atop it.)

BE PROUD
O dust, of your constant awareness to persevere in pursuing happiness on earth while ignoring all else.
(The more you ignore God, the more God will ignore you.)