I Thought, I Became

“as a man thinks in his heart, so is he” – Proverbs 23:7
“I think and think and think, I‘ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.” Jonathan Safran Foer 
 
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I’ve heard the negative, dark words spoken in blind anger
from family, lovers, friends, and enemies.
Now, I can’t get them out of my mind.
They linger like stingers, long after the offender is gone
I feel the effects, no matter how I try
to think that it’s not possible to actually be
what they said.
Self esteem takes the hit, crumpling under the blow.
I take hold of myself and stand again
It’s only what I believe that will affect me.
I will not listen to those heavy things,
weighing me down.
Casting off the weight, throwing it behind me
I can stand, I can be whole
full and strong, standing again
in the face of life’s headwind

I am not what they say, I am what I believe.


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I Thought, I Became

“as a man thinks in his heart, so is he” – Proverbs 23:7
“I think and think and think, I‘ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.” Jonathan Safran Foer 
 
google

I’ve heard the negative, dark words spoken in blind anger
from family, lovers, friends, and enemies.
Now, I can’t get them out of my mind.
They linger like stingers, long after the offender is gone
I feel the effects, no matter how I try
to think that it’s not possible to actually be
what they said.
Self esteem takes the hit, crumpling under the blow.
I take hold of myself and stand again
It’s only what I believe that will affect me.
I will not listen to those heavy things,
weighing me down.
Casting off the weight, throwing it behind me
I can stand, I can be whole
full and strong, standing again
in the face of life’s headwind

I am not what they say, I am what I believe.


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Seven Faults Of Foolishness – Fault #3 A Multitude of Words

Fault #3 – A Multitude of Words

When words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain.”
William Shakespeare

The water in a vessel is sparkling; the water in the sea is dark. The small truth has words which are clear; the great truth has great silence.”
Rabindranath Tagore

‘When there are many words, transgression is unavoidable, but he who restrains his lips is wise.’ – Proverbs 10:19
There is a babble of words in the mouth of the foolish not unlike a dripping on a rainy afternoon; endlessly flowing, each word declaring its presence noisily. Not knowing the end of their desire for admiration and a delight in showing their knowledge, the fool will not put an end to his conversation. I’ve seen it, from my own mouth, where speaking, I said to much, to the wrong people, and a peaceful situation became inflamed with the babbling brook of a foolish tongue. Not only the number of words, but the timing, revealing secrets of those around, gossiping without concern, throwing fuel on the fires of contention. Nothing is sacred in the foolish discussions engaged and promoted.
Finding the foolish in a crowd is easy. Look for the one talking endlessly, with jokes pouring out and gossip spewing forth. This person will “know” everything or most certainly have an opinion that they will share vehemently on any subject, professing their endless knowledge of all subjects. Turning easy conversation into platforms of self aggrandization, the audience shake their heads, the fool not noticing the tide of acceptance turning against him. Contention will certainly surround this person.
Holding the tongue is difficult, success in it determined by long periods of self discipline, and a constant vigilance against the errors of it in common conversation, which things the fool is concerned with.