Novus Lectio’s word

Good morning/evening readers,
As you know, my blog is about everything and anything. One day can be poetry, the next one can be a movie review. I’ve noticed that this last month my stats began to drop due to a change of topic. God doesn’t seem to be the favourite topic around here. I wonder why?
Is religion a creepy subject? Or does it feel uncomfortable to talk about the Scriptures?
Hmmmmm whatever the reason may be, I’ll keep on writing what I feel I should. When those ideas are finished, I’ll write about something else, but I’m sure that you’ll see stories found in the Bible these next few days. If you don’t want to read them, it’s ok. Not everyone wants to read long posts, but If you ever change your mind…..
See you soon.

What about… #18

Why do I bother blogging?

Have you ever felt that you’re lost in a world of 7 billion people? Have you ever had the feeling that you’ll die some day and your existence will be forgotten by the humanity? Who cares about your thoughts, your beliefs, your memories? Not many. I believe that each voice is a mind, a soul. Better it to be good or peaceful, but a voice is a person’s feeling and belief; it counts.

We’re in a selfish world were the “I” dominates the “We” or the “They”. We use the terme “We” when we’re defending a cause which goes along with our thoughts. And we use “They” when we refere an action to someone else who doesn’t affect us in any way. So I’ll skip the “We” and I’ll speak on my name from now on.

Sometimes I feel disconnected from the world, and the only thing that binds me to it, is the sharing of ideas with others. I happen to ask myself what I’m doing here, nobody cares about what I think or what I feel. It’s in those moments that I feel the urge to write whatever crosses my mind, it keeps me distracted from my daily routine and loneliness that brings me down sometimes. But I know that it’s normal, we are all a little alike. The world is too wide, it possess 7 billion  opinions and ideas. I am just a soul among others who have passed away and didn’t leave any trace of their existence. So that’s why I share some of my thoughts with the world, to feel that I’m a voice as well, and I can make myself heard if I want to. Some would say that I’m losing my time for nothing and I could have done something useful instead. Perhaps. But at least I know that I’m part of a community who loves to write as I do, and that gives me a sense of belonging.

Peace.

Poem #74

Have you walked in a cemetery
And seen what others have become
Have you walked in a cemetery
And noticed how lonely they are
Have you walked in a cemetery
and remembered their history
Have you walked in a cemetery
And seen what they have left behind
Have you walked in a cemetery
and pondered upon a graveyard
Have you walked in a cemetery
and listened to their whispers
Have you walked in a cemetery
and heard any whisper at all
Have you walked in a cemetery
and thought where their soul are
Have you walked in a cemetery
And went out the same