The List


It is time for a reality (and grammar) check. “I’m on a list,” and “I’m on the A-list” don’t mean the same thing. In this world, in which celebrities and so-called “influencers” believe they are exempt from consequences and proport their own importance, there needs to be some self-reflection. Many who clamor for fame do little to actually make any positive change for society, much less humanity. Virtue signalling does not promote social justice, just the signaller.

Here is where the list comes in. Do we, yes that includes me, truly show the love of our fellow man? Are we the proverbial Samaritans Luke 10:25-37, the sheep among goats Matthew 25:31-46? Are we striving for righteousness?

In the end it will lead to the only list that counts: 11 Then I saw a great white throne and him who was seated on it. The earth and the heavens fled from his presence, and there was no place for them. 12 And I saw the dead, great and small, standing before the throne, and books were opened. Another book was opened, which is the book of life. The dead were judged according to what they had done as recorded in the books. 13 The sea gave up the dead that were in it, and death and Hades gave up the dead that were in them, and each person was judged according to what they had done. 14 Then death and Hades were thrown into the lake of fire. The lake of fire is the second death. 15 Anyone whose name was not found written in the book of life was thrown into the lake of fire. (Revelation chapter 20).


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Escape

Pixabay

I sat beside a garden Asian

From my duties seeking evasion

Listening to the water’s trickle

And the bird’s chorused song

Thinking to myself:

“This is where I belong”

But it was a thing not meant to be

As I was reminded when the boss texted me


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Absorbed

image: Pexels

If you, for just a moment, put the phone away

You might just understand what I have to say

For your media content will still remain

If you from it – an hour refrain

You might just something useful learn

Then to the dancing teens you can return


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Saturday

Computer Games, Game Console, Baby, Teen
Pixabay

After a week rushing to and fro

The weekend is a time to take it slow

While pressures mount on every weekday

It’s time to decompress on Sat-here-day

Yes, sitting and relaxing

With a game or a snore

No deadlines or directives,

Who could ask for more?


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Desert Garden

green potted plants on brown wooden table

Nguyen Dang Hoang Nhu at Unsplash

Forest of desert succulents

In a terra cotta garden formed

Oasis of the imagination

In urban spaces born

How lovely do you sit

Drawing my mind far away

Leaving behind the hectic drive

Of my email-driven day


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Written for dVerse

DIY


Lars was a do-it-yourself, back-to-basics kind of guy.  In his mind, even the flat-packed Ikea projects were too “processed.”  They were, however, the best he could do on a budget. 

His kitchen finished, he needed to use the rest of his meagre resources to outfit it.  Ikea was out of the question at this stage.  Then he heard that there were some good options available at HEMA   

Did I mention that he liked “back to basics?”  Well the HEMA app definitely did that.  When he used it to find the location of the nearest branch, he found a branch indeed.  You see, the app dumped him in the middle of a forest.  

Plenty of wood.  Now that’s what I call DIY.

 

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