Wed, 28 Jul 2010 17:30:41 -0800WeeblyWed, 28 Jul 2010 17:11:37 -0800http://www.deborahsimpson.org/2/post/2010/07/breathless.htmlAn allegory ..

            Breathless and saturated, running through fields of restless love, she awoke to find herself dismally pleasured by the lack of it. She awoke to find that she was not there, that she was nowhere and surrounded by fields of desert. She fought to close her eyes to abandon the starkness of dank reality, but found her fixated eyes frozen to the vision on the wall. Breathless, she stared into the heat of her body, running faster – faster into an oblivion she’d seen before. She felt her eyes bloodshot, as they immersed themselves into envisioning a corridor in the distance and pushing, pushing herself to reach it. Her body ran and ran – and with every push, the corridor continued to move forward just a bit more each time, just out of reach. She became fixated, determined to see it through but the more she plowed forward, the further the doorway. Legs scarred and bleeding by the unfriendliness of standing thorns in the brush, her pace did not let up. She was determined.  And in the chill of aloneness, her eyes solemnly closed.

 ]]>Sat, 24 Jul 2010 08:44:26 -0800http://www.deborahsimpson.org/2/post/2010/07/pulse.htmlSo, I’m in the process of writing reflections for chapter closings for the third book in my series, entitled “Pulse.”  While all of the books I’ve written in this series examine the human condition from its secular attachments to its mystical risings, I must admit that I am a bit perplexed about certain things at this point of philosophizing. The benediction of understanding the pulse of why and how is not the riddle, but rather, understanding the throb of considering misery an asylum is questionable. Breathing in the fumes of what was as a replacement for oxygen, abandoning the torch of self-preservation for the continuance of dilapidation and the decision to forsake happiness for a perpetual ride through doom is boggling.

   There are certain elements to the human condition that cloak even the best intended misunderstandings. There’s the self-mourning attribution that purposefully neglects another’s decency. There’s the ignorance of providence that permeates a concocted feebleness of existence thereby intentionally forcing another away. And, there’s the state of self-émigré that refuses to relinquish its injustice.

   It is just so unfortunate that the epoch of woe overburdens, at times, the rhythm of buoyancy. I suppose I will find the answer to this riddle as I delve further into writing. Should make for some very interesting chapter closings, I would think.

]]>Thu, 08 Jul 2010 17:44:16 -0800http://www.deborahsimpson.org/2/post/2010/07/moments-like-flavors.html   There are moments in one’s life when finding the way to move forward stymies even the most agile of travelers. There are times when life’s peculiarities seem to perplex even the most seasoned of intellectuals. There are instances where the walls of despair erect themselves so high that climbing over them wearies even the most strongest willed of us all. Where every day preaches only yesterday’s dereliction and where tomorrows lay chained to the hell of today’s doom.

   Tangible afflictions burden the mind with unstoppable pangs of gloom, while intangible woes haunt the heart with perpetual grief. Whether these circumstances plague us separately or in tandem, one thing is for certain and that is, that either carries with it the infinite ability to cause every ounce of our very existence to blench from launching to the grounds we are meant to travel. A burdened heart may fear loving again thereby missing out on the plentiful bounty of happiness. A bout with poverty may preclude one from enjoyment or worse, from knowing of worthiness or deservedness. Whichever the designate, the common element is prevalent, and that is, that whatever the circumstance you are facing, it is only that, a circumstance.

   One main artery of dealing with circumstances is looking at life as a series of very flavorful situations. Some good flavors, some not so good. However, in order to achieve, to sustain and to thrive, you must taste all of the flavors to know the difference. It is unfortunate that some of the disgusting flavors seem to linger far longer than they are welcomed. However, when you taste of a good one that lingers, it far exceeds the logic of the less desired taste and ultimately, you forget that the disgusting flavors ever even touched of your lip.

   So, even though you may be experiencing some moments that taste far less than desirable, remember the pleasurable flavors and strive to taste of them again.

 

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]]>Thu, 18 Feb 2010 17:53:13 -0800http://www.deborahsimpson.org/2/post/2010/02/blog-catalog.htmlThis blog is registered with  http://www.blogcatalog.com/directory/lifestyle/philosophy/]]>Tue, 12 Jan 2010 17:14:28 -0800http://www.deborahsimpson.org/2/post/2010/01/undelivered.htmlHave you ever allowed yourself to taste the nectar of a long-forgotten need? Did you ever unchain an entombed want and allow it to flow with no reserve until its river saturated the very numb that encased it? And then, when standing under the hopes of an arid sun, find that the walls of the tomb refuse to reopen? And the chains refuse to relock and the nectar rejects your command to return to confinement? And then, after the chaos, you discover that the very reason for your leniency has filtered into the misinterpreted oblivion? And, then, you find yourself absorbing the nectar and shaking the chains and kicking the tomb in nothing less than a feeble effort.

And, there you stand alone, listless and disconcerted, looking into the plague of a vast nothingness while trying to untangle the chaos. And then, once you achieve the way to barricade all that has escaped, you realize you don’t want to, however, left with no choice, your heart slowly recoils with its fading breath that it wished for not. ]]>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 15:14:56 -0800http://www.deborahsimpson.org/2/post/2009/11/the-dreadful-slope-of-the-american-people.htmlI am extremely saddened. People are staunchly divided between the "liberal" and "conservative" parties. I've noticed one very alarming trend, though and that is, when the general population posting on these forums comes across an opinion that differs from theirs, instead of debating the issue, they come out with their claws extended scratching personal attacks into the one whose opinion differs. This occurs more so with one group versus the other.

It is a monstrosity that the majority of our population has permitted their fall to senselessness, ruthlessness and division. It is an absolute horror to see the ignorance of political stances place a blindfold over an otherwise intelligent populace to the daunting disparity that plagues our lives and moreover, our very livelihoods. It is an absolute travesty that the voices of every day citizens today are loathed in anger against their very own peers, rather than bathed in meaningfulness. 

“The Great Divide has begun its journey of achievement. Supporters now stand to the left and cynics now stand to the right. Paradoxically, it is of great logic in the context of destruction from the inside…The weak have been preyed upon; the biased have been reinforced; the believers have been separated from the nonbelievers; the greedy have been reaffirmed; the enraged have been angered; the saddened have become fearful; and the meek have become assertive.”

It is extremely distressing to see that a once faith-based, united country has permitted itself to fall victim to such malevolence by design.  To watch the intelligence of a free and clear thinking populace fall prisoner to meaningless propaganda is beyond pitiful, it is downright deplorable.

]]>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 03:38:31 -0800http://www.deborahsimpson.org/2/post/2009/11/the-role-of-the-cognizant.htmlThe process of detachment evolves from a subdued stance into a more daunting and prevalent stand. Years of hushed infiltration now flourishes into a plague of raucousness waged by the agnostics. Distant no more are the voices of dominion as they slip into the bustle of mainstream. It is now time to move in for the kill. Recruit those who waver in faith to denounce God. Eradicate God from the hearts of the faithful by ruling them silent. Create an erosion of God by way of public denouncement, while demanding silence of the faithful.

In very basic terms, the fundamental core of humanity needs to be restored. The focus of mankind has been shifted from a higher power to a power of proxy gods (e.g., earthly indulgences). No earthly deity may ever control nor dictate to others absolute truth for this has been established by God for us, His children, prior to the commencement of time. Truth is an establishment set wholly by God.  It is not an institution whereby man may elect to visit or opt not to.

Those who choose to denounce God because of their upbringing within a certain religion or because of certain life events made that choice and therefore, it is not for the cognizant to fall into that same emptiness. It is very easy to follow the path of denouncement and it can be detrimentally difficult to honor that which cannot be physically grasped or scientifically proven.  This is so largely in part because nowadays, denouncing belief in a higher power is touted as fashionable. This reverts back to what we’ve known for generations, and that is, that it’s much easier to fall into negativity than it is to stand upright within positivity. However, when the cognizant choose to stand alongside or behind those who have disavowed, mankind then erodes from the stand it once stood on. This erosion fosters complacency. 

So, the louder the complacent shout; the firmer the cognizant need to stand. And, be reminded that anger will never cause great change.

 ]]>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 16:18:21 -0800http://www.deborahsimpson.org/2/post/2009/11/the-most-amazing-news.htmlI received the most amazing news today.

I am working with an artist in Venice, Florida on a collaborative book venture. I spoke with him this morning to see what's happening in his corner of the universe.

Well, he has his copy of The Constellation of Omens and has been reading it when time permits. He does a lot of his engravings on the beach and works with autistic children doing art therapy.

Today, he told me an absolutely amazing story. He said about two weeks or so ago, he was on the beach reading my book and doing his engravings. There were teenagers hanging out on the beach (15, 16 yrs. old or so) who come from broken homes, juvenile detention, etc... 

He called them over and told them he has something to read to them. He read a chapter of my book to them (figuring that they'd say, "what the h***? shut up" or something along those lines).  Instead, they were listening very intently with looks of "amazement" on their faces.

He then saw them on another day and he read them another chapter. He told the children that if they continue down the paths they are on, that this (what he was reading from the book) could happen to them. One of the children replied, "I don't need to go to school, I'm going in the military. They'll take me."  He read some more to the children and told them that if they meet him every week on the beach, he will read them a chapter a week.

The next time he saw the teens, one (or two of them, I forget what he told me -- I was totally in shock) .. told him that they are going back to school and are going to graduate high school because they do not want things to end up like that.

Let me just say I am in utter awe over this. I knew from the outset with this book that it had to be read...the message is just so, so important. I never thought, though, in my wildest dreams, that the words I penned would reverberate to the very core like this, in such a powerful, empowering way, that children would listen to the point that they re-examined their lives and are now making a change for the better. 

I am just so overjoyed, humbled and just thrilled over this news today. If nothing else ever comes of this book, the fact that these children took to it in such a postive light, makes the entire journey all worth it.

God Bless!

~Deborah


]]>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 03:28:34 -0800http://www.deborahsimpson.org/2/post/2009/10/review-of-the-constellation-of-omens1.htmlDeborah's book is very insightful. Well written, and it speaks of many truths. It is of faith, and of hope. It is about faith and hope that we can alter the course of fate for mankind, and this is truly what this book inspires us to do. Believe. While it speaks of truth, it is also an eye opener to make us aware of our spirit that is within us all. It is our awakening. This book speaks of the light within each of us, whether we are aware of it or not.  This book is spoken with the wisdom of a true earth Angel. It is for all of us, not just the ones whom believe, but more importantly for the one's who choose not too. Now is the time to stop being nonbelievers, now is the time to not falter, it is within each of us to stand up and believe, and this book will allow you to do just that. We must prevail, if we believe, and believe we must. It is time and it is the only way. All it takes is a little courage to pick up this book and take heed. It takes just as much effort to not believe, as it takes so little effort to believe. As you read this book, from front to back, I know you will read it again, and again, as I have. - Lisa Champagne, Independent Reader

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