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December 1, 2020 at 12:24pm
December 1, 2020 at 12:24pm
#999470
Fidal (Grace), 10 Qawl (Speech) 177 B.E. - Tuesday, December 1, 2020

Prompt: Groot and I were cruising the universe and found this planet: Witchy woman
Read this item:
 Crossroad  (18+)
Do you ever think about a crossroad in your life?
#1763856 by Witchy woman

What are your thoughts on this passage? Use this in your Blog entry today.

At The Crossroads

I pause at the crossroads, not daring to look back. It was yesterdays choices that brought me this far, and now a new choice confronts me.

Each road appears smooth, well paved, and bordered by beautiful meadows, forest, or well=manicured lawns. From past experience, I know this to be deceptive. I know that it does not matter which fork I take, because--as soon as the road curves--the road will narrow into a dirt path covered with sharp crystals or caltrops1, waiting to cut my bare feet or penetrate my shoes. There are other traps--some encountered before and some new--laying in wait for me to pass them.

I know, that despite appearances, I do not walk alone. My Beloved--invisible to mortal eyes--walks beside me. My Beloved, the Lord of Creation, will help me along the way. All I have to do is supplicate assistance from my Lord or from the Concourse on High (angelic hosts) and my soul will be strengthened in its journey.

The choice I make, at each crossroads, depends upon the voice o my soul and not my logical mind. I will take the path that will help me develop my spiritual attributes. This journey prepares my soul for its ascent into the world of the spirit, and the divine attributes I develop will cloth my souls on its continued journey towards God.

Footnotes
1  https://www.dictionary.com/browse/caltrop

November 27, 2020 at 4:00pm
November 27, 2020 at 4:00pm
#999227
Istiqlal (Independence), 6 Qawl (Speech) 177 B.E. - Friday, November 27, 2020
Ascension of 'Abdu'l-Baha

Today on the way back from our Thanksgiving break we encountered a star the captain has never seen before. It was dragonwoman . We went down and explored a planet where revenge seems to be the name of the game. The port was
 
STATIC
Any Day Off  (18+)
Marla's road trip gets sidetracked.
#2238020 by dragonwoman
.

This brought the captain to ask the question "Why do some people seem so set on vengeance and getting "even" with others?

"Revenge is an act of passion; vengeance of justice. Injuries are revenged; crimes are avenged."
Samuel Johnson

According to the Oxford English Dictionary vengeance is defined as "Punishment inflicted or retribution exacted for an injury or wrong."2 While revenge means the action of or the desire to hurt, harm, or repay "someone in return for an injury or wrong suffered at their hands."3 What most people want when they seek vengeance is revenge, they will not call it revenge because vengeance sounds like a more acceptable word for the emotion to get even for a wrong or a perceived wrong.


6:12 "And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors."
6:14 "For if ye forgive men their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you:"4

In Matthew 6:12 and 6:14. His Holiness Christ tells us how God wants us, as individuals, to respond to any hurting or harming us. It is difficult to forgive someone who has wronged us, we want to seek revenge ourselves; however, it is better to go through the system. If the system is faulty and racist--as is the present system--we have to seek to change that system through lawful means. We also have to demonstrate justice in our own actions the way 'Abdu'l-Baha demonstrated in when he visited America in 1912.



Footnotes
2  https://www.lexico.com/definition/vengeance
3  https://www.lexico.com/definition/revenge
4  http://www.online-literature.com/bible/Matthew/ KJV

November 25, 2020 at 1:12pm
November 25, 2020 at 1:12pm
#999105
Idal (Justice), 4 Qawl (Speech) 177 B.E. - Wednesday, November 25, 2020
Day of the Covenant

The prompt Princess Megan Rose sent out last night went to a restricted item. I tried to contact the owner to have the restriction lifted but the owner's email is also restricted.

Use this prompt instead: Star- Tina Stone Tina Stone port or planet
STATIC
Quarantine and 40  (E)
A little something I wanted to share
#2219851 by Tina Stone Tina Stone
. 40 is a special number in the Bible. Do you have any clue as to why?

Forty,
a number of significance in many--
perhaps all--
religions.


I contemplate it meaning
in my spiritual journey--
it significance in my chosen faith--
and meditate upon the definition
of change,
of transformation,
of evolution,
and ask:
Is that definition appropriate?

"I myself was in prison forty years—one year alone would have been impossible to bear—nobody survived that imprisonment more than a year! But, thank God, during all those forty years I was supremely happy! Every day, on waking, it was like hearing good tidings, and every night infinite joy was mine. Spirituality was my comfort, and turning to God was my greatest joy. If this had not been so, do you think it possible that I could have lived through those forty years in prison?"
'Abdu'l-Baha56

I meditate upon the scripture verse,
and realize
that it is a spiritual attitude
that is important,
rather than
the days,
months,
or years
we experience.

It is the actions of human beings;
our obedience
or our disobedience
to the laws and ordinances
revealed by His Holiness Christ
or Baha'u'llah
that causes change in the individual
and society.

Footnotes
5  Paris Talks), Part One: 35. Pain and Sorrow (November 22nd)
6  http://www.bahai.org/r/857225832

November 24, 2020 at 1:35pm
November 24, 2020 at 1:35pm
#999031
Fidal (Grace), 3 Qawl (Speech) 177 B.E. - Tuesday, November 24, 2020

Prompt: My cat Bella and I were cruising the galaxy and landed back on this planet: Lou-Here By His Grace
read this item:
 Emerald Pixies Playing With Music  (E)
For my friend Ida
#1553147 by Lou-Here By His Grace

Write your views about this poem.

Chords of sadness reverberate
through music and poetry
longing for a lost love,
and mourning the loneliness
of separation
as notes of poetry and music
rise through the air.



November 23, 2020 at 1:13pm
November 23, 2020 at 1:13pm
#998964
Kamal (Perfection), 2 Qawl (Speech) 177 B.E. - Monday, November 23, 2020

Prompt: I was traveling the galaxy and came across this planet: Lou-Here By His Grace
Read this item:
 Stargazer Lily  (E)
A friend's favorite flower caught my eye.
#1587414 by Lou-Here By His Grace

Have you ever gazed at the stars? What were your thoughts?

"Star light, star bright,
The first star I see tonight;
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.7"

Wishing upon a star
may not make my wishes come true,
but it does bring back memories
from my childhood.


Memories of stargazing,
and wondering
it there were planets orbiting
the stars I was looking at.

Memories of Grandma Mary teaching
me a nursery rhyme,
and telling me
that any wish I made on
a star would come true.

Memories of wishing
I could travel to the stars
or be one of the first colonist
on Mars.


Footnotes
7  https://allnurseryrhymes.com/star-light-star-bright/

November 17, 2020 at 11:56am
November 17, 2020 at 11:56am
#998575
Fidal (Grace), 15 Qudrat (Power) 177 B.E. - Tuesday, November 17, 2020

Prompt: I was cruising the galaxy and found this planet: Avalon Cole Hive
Read this item:
 Listen  (E)
Motivation
#2237662 by Avalon Cole Hive


Write your views about listen.

Silence,
is never silent,
it echoes
with the subtle voice
of your intuition,
your heart,
or your soul.


Listen
for the still small voice
of your spirit
urging you
to accept love,
faith,
and forgiveness.

Urging
you to forgive others
as God forgives you.

November 4, 2020 at 12:52pm
November 4, 2020 at 12:52pm
#997633
Idal (Justice), 2 Qudrat (Power) 177 B.E. - Wednesday, November 4, 2020

I was traveling the galaxy with Luke Skywalker and found this planet: G. B. Williams
Read this item:
 A Visit With Grace and Mercy  (E)
Being thankful for another day.
#2220247 by G. B. Williams


Write about grace and mercy.

When you fall from grace,
ask God to help you up
and try again to move forward--
knowing that
no matter how many times you fall
the All-Glorious Lord
will help you to rise again.


God's mercy is everywhere
a gift freely given to humanity
by the All Loving Creator.

To find divine mercy
we must open the eyes
of our spirits
and look around us.

November 2, 2020 at 1:06pm
November 2, 2020 at 1:06pm
#997482
Kamal (Perfection), 19 Ilm (Knowledge) 177 B.E. - Monday, November 2, 2020

I traveled the galaxy with Groot this morning and we found this planet: Jatog the Green
Read this item:
 The Bow Tie Cat  (E)
A cat in the neighborhood.
#2062531 by Jatog the Green


Write about this bow tie cat or the cat in the hat.

My cat wears a blue collar,
and not a hat,
she has never caught a rat,
but she frightens the pigeons
outside my front door.

She doesn't like to walk on a leash,
she doesn't like to have an empty food dish,
she likes to sleep on my lap,
Mema is just an ordinary mixed breed cat.

October 31, 2020 at 12:36pm
October 31, 2020 at 12:36pm
#997248
Jalal (Glory), 17 Ilm (Knowledge) 177 B.E. - Saturday, October 31, 2020

This has been an interesting week. It seems like yesterday was the first day and the week is up already. Here in space it is difficult to tell time.

Remember to set your clocks back at midnight on November 1. Yeah, I know. I hate the longer periods of darkness too, but we are starship voyagers. We don't see much starlight anyway! Speaking of stars, we are exploring a star today named Sorji - NaNo WriMo winner! .

 Below  (E)
pastoral poem about my happy place (one of them anyway)
#2148738 by Sorji - NaNo WriMo winner!


In this the author speaks of going to their happy place. Tell us about your happy place.

My Happy Place

My happy place
is not a location
in either time or space,
because I accessed it
through scripture reading,
prayer, and meditation.


My happy place is full of light,
and it cast its radiance
across my spirit and mind
both day and night.



October 29, 2020 at 11:02am
October 29, 2020 at 11:02am
#997081
Istijlal (Majesty), 15 Ilm (Knowledge) 177 B.E. - Thursday, October 29, 2020

Prompt: Chewbecca and I were cruising the galaxy and found this planet: Fynacious
Read this item:
 Where Does a Poem Live?  (E)
Seriously, where?
#2230928 by Fynacious


Where does a poem live?

A poem is conceived
in the silence of meditation
when poets ask the hard questions
and their souls answer
in simile or metaphor.


A poem is born
when line and stanza are merged
in poets' minds.

A poem is a living entity,
evolving with each edit
and each reader.

October 27, 2020 at 11:43am
October 27, 2020 at 11:43am
#996883
Fidal (Grace), 13 Ilm (Knowledge) 177 B.E. - Tuesday, October 27, 2020

Hans Solo and I were cruising the galaxy and found this planet: TheBusmanSantaPoet
Read this item:

 
STATIC
Just Be Yourself   (E)
No such thing as fixing a person, man or woman. Don't even try.
#2200095 by TheBusmanSantaPoet


Write about what it is like to be yourself.

Learning to like myself
is a process
that I must work on
every day.


"O Son of Man!
Veiled in My immemorial being and in the ancient eternity of My essence, I knew My love for thee; therefore I created thee, have engraved on thee Mine image and revealed to thee My beauty."

Baha'u'llah89

I know--
because God has told me
through the Pen of His Messenger--
that my spirit
was created in God's image,
and that it can reflect
all the divine attributes
if I continually
polish the mirror of my soul.

Day by day,
test by test,
prayer by prayer,
meditation by meditation,
and scripture by scripture,
I am learning to like myself
because I am a creation of God.

Footnotes
8  The Hidden Words, Part One: From the Arabic, Number 3
9  http://www.bahai.org/r/246296008

October 23, 2020 at 11:55am
October 23, 2020 at 11:55am
#996555
Istiqlal (Independence), 9 Ilm (Knowledge) 177 B.E. - Friday, October 23, 2020

Prompt: While traveling the universe, I found this planet: n.lea .
Read this item:
 The peace she brings  (E)
peaceful calm
#2224384 by n.lea


Write about the beach and peace.

Water rolling, rolling, rolling,
rolling into shore,
bringing tranquility
to chaotic minds
and peace to weary souls.

Water rolling, rolling, rolling,
Rolling out to sea,
leaving behind calm minds,
and tranquil souls.

October 22, 2020 at 11:46am
October 22, 2020 at 11:46am
#996477
Istijlal (Majesty), 8 Ilm (Knowledge) 177 B.E. - Thursday, October 22, 2020

Prompt: R2D2 and I were cruising the galaxy and found this planet Nikola
Read this item:

 Invalid Item 
This item number is not valid.
#819262 by Not Available.


Write about beauty in your Blog entry today.

The beauty of the rose
in is its colors,
while the passion of the rose
is in its thorns.



How came about the colors of the rose?
When conceived in Eden there was only one
pigment to offset its verdant leaves,
and no thorns to scar the hands of love.

How came about the colors of the rose:
The shades of red, yellow, brown, black, and white,
that reflect evolution's light;
How came the barbs that scar the hands of love?

How came about the colors of the rose:
Created to absorb the light of God,
a black rose bloomed beneath the firmament;
And wept when it couldn't reflect love's light.
Where its tears fell upon Eden's soil
the white rose grew.

How came about the colors of the rose:
Created to reflect the light of God,
a white rose bloomed in the dawn,
and wept because it couldn't bleed.
Where its tears fell upon Eden's soil
the red rose grew.

How came about the colors of the rose:
created to reflect the martyrs' blood,
a red rose bloomed in the noon-day sun;
and wept when it couldn't shine.
Where i ts tears fell upon Eden's soil
the yellow rose grew.

How came about the colors of the rose:
created to reflect matter's sun,
a yellow rose bloomed in the rich brown soil;
and wept because it couldn't find faith.
Where its tears fell upon Eden's soil
the brown rose grew.

How came about the colors of the rose:
created to reflect the soil of faith,
a brown rose bloomed near the garden's edge;
And wept because it couldn't find love.
Where its tears fell upon Eden's soil
the multi-colored thorned rose grew.

October 21, 2020 at 7:24pm
October 21, 2020 at 7:24pm
#996425
Idal (Justice), 7 Ilm (Knowledge) 177 B.E. - Wednesday, October 21, 2020

Prompt: I was cruising the galaxy and found this planet: Gabby
Read this item:
 What if   (E)
What if you were single or ran a race
#2235468 by Gabby


Write about what if......... in your Blog entry today.

What if reverberates
across the space-time continuum
waking the poet's muse
to previous undreamed of possibilities.


What if love
was the generating
force of creation?

October 20, 2020 at 1:02pm
October 20, 2020 at 1:02pm
#996337
Fidal (Grace), 6 Ilm (Knowledge) 177 B.E. - Tuesday, October 20, 2020

Cruising through WDC today we found a new star less than three months old. Vertika Saxena

There were planets around the star. One was
 A lesson for life  (E)
Experience and lessons we learn from life.
#2235600 by Vertika Saxena


What experiences have you gained from life?

"Life's Journey:
Contemplating the Immortality of the Soul

A journey we begin at birth,
on this small speck of dust called Earth,
over life's broad highway many plod,
leaving the narrow paths untrod.

From birth to death some may race,
considering life a game of chase,
beyond death's door they refuse to look,
as if this material life were a closed book.

While over life's highway others roam,
who don't consider this Earth home,
beyond death's door they can't see,
but they believe their souls live eternally.

The worlds of God go into eternity,
beyond Earth's plane where we can't see,
we're given a glimpse now and then,
when God sends His Prophets to walk among men.

The journey we began at birth,
will last beyond this plane of Earth,
through the worlds of God ours souls will roam,
Traveling forever through their true home.
October 19, 2020 at 12:50pm
October 19, 2020 at 12:50pm
#996252
Kamal (Perfection), 5 Ilm (Knowledge) 177 B.E. - Monday, October 19, 2020
Birth of Baha'u'llah

Today, while on a rest period, we were directed to explore the star Bruce.

We found multiple planets and landed on

 
STATIC
Spring's in the Air.  (E)
Spring sonnet.
#1985554 by Bruce.

which brought me to ask "What is your favorite season and why is it your favorite?

The beauty of spring
invigorates and awakens
after a long cold winter.


The wind of spring
sings love songs to the poet's muse,
arousing hidden passions
in the poet's soul.

Odes conceived
on a midsummer's night
are born in spring's
nursery.

Life moves
at a faster pace,
joyfully singing carols
of the season,
and intoning gratitude
to the Creator.

October 17, 2020 at 10:59am
October 17, 2020 at 10:59am
#996089
Jalal (Glory), 3 Ilm (Knowledge) 177 B.E. - Saturday, October 17, 2020

Prompt: I was cruising the galaxy and found this planet: Don Two
Read this item:

 
STATIC
One Million Stars  (E)
Theater of the night.
#2035884 by Don Two


Write about the universe and the stars.

I look into the sky at night,
And from beneath Earth's oxygen ocean,
I see stars twinkling beautifully bright,
Which puts my thoughts in motion.

I watch the stars and I wonder:
What planets are warmed by their fires?
What lifeforms on those planets wander?
Do those forms build civilization's spires?

There are over a million stars,
In the Milky Way Galaxy alone.
How can I believe this planet of ours,
Is the only one that to life gives a home?

I look into the sky at night,
I give thanks to the Creator,
For the Holy Spirit's light,
Revealed through Baha'u'llah's scriptures.

The scriptures of the Pen of Glory10,
Inspire many of the poems I write,
Poems that I dedicate to God's glory.

Life is the Rule11

"...know thou that every fixed star hath its own planets, and every planet its own creatures, and every planet its own creatures, whose number no man can compute."
Baha'u'llah

In this boundless universe
each galaxy revolves,
while beneath their stars
intelligence evolves.

The planets of each system
are blessed with a variety of life,
and God in His wisdom
aids each creature in its strife.

From the smallest one celled creature
upon the planet Earth,
to the largest multicellular animal
that a distant star gave birth:
                             Life is the rule in the Universe.


Footnotes
10  Reference to Baha'u'llah.
11  This poem was inspired by the scriptures revealed by Baha'u'llah.

October 16, 2020 at 11:30am
October 16, 2020 at 11:30am
#996021
Istiqlal (Independence), 2 Ilm (Knowledge) 177 B.E. - Friday, October 16, 2020

Prompt: Cruising the universe, I found this planet:
Schnujo
Read this item:
 9-11  (13+)
A poem about September 11, 2001.
#2170507 by Schnujo


Write about that day in 2001. 9-11. What were your thoughts?


Healing America:
9/11 Poem

Time stitches
the jagged edges of terror
into a new scare.

9/11 One Year Later

The memory
is an endlessly looping videocassette
replaying death in slow motion.

The paralyzed mind watches,
American Airlines Flight 11
         penetrates steel, glass, and concrete;
watches United Air Lines Flight 175
         vaporize bodies, desks, and computers;
watches the illusion of safety
         crumble into dust;
watches the illusion of control
         buried beneath its own weight.

The trembling soul screams
when America Flight 77
         punctures the impregnable fortress of military security;
screams when United Flight 93
         crashes into the ground;
screams when the flesh is burned
         from its concept of God;
screams when hope falls
         in ashes across the country.

The memory is still fresh
and life hasn't returned
to business as usual.

Poet's Note:


smoke
and dust
towers fell
consumed by hate
our stomachs knotted
our terror stricken eyes
watched the video replays
our minds numb in shock waiting
we prayed for those who did not survive


Poet's Note:

October 15, 2020 at 12:41pm
October 15, 2020 at 12:41pm
#995937
Istijlal (Maqjesty), 1 Ilm (Knowledge) 177 B.E. - Thursday, October 15, 2020
Feast Day of Knowledge

I was traveling the galaxy with Buck Rogers and found this planet: Dr Gonzo
Read this item:
 The Way I See It  (E)
We rely on our sight more than any other sense...and yet, it is the easiest one to fool
#2234919 by Dr Gonzo


How do you see earth?

I look beyond--
or attempt to look beyond--
the present crisis
to a planet united
in all aspects.


A planet where each country is a state
contributing the the prosperity and protection
of the entire planet,
and each citizen is free
to pursue their own destiny.

I see Earth
as a single country
and humanity as its citizens.

October 14, 2020 at 1:06pm
October 14, 2020 at 1:06pm
#995881
Idal (Justice), 19 Mashiyyat (Will) 177 B.E. - Wednesday, October 14, 2020

Today while cruising through the galaxy that is WDC I found a spooky star. It was Roari ∞ NaNo 2020 Survivor!!

The planet was

 
STATIC
To My Muse  (E)
Venting the frustration of writer's block!
#1740209 by Roari ∞ NaNo 2020 Survivor!!


The poem was about writer's block. That begs the question: What do you do for Writer's block?

My approach to overcoming Writer's Block has changed over the years. At one time, I fought it by using random quotes from various writers. Now that I'm a septuagenarian, my approach to dealing with Writer's Block has changed. I say a prayer before I start writing, sometimes before I look at the prompt. After reading the prompt, I write the first thing that comes to mind, and work from there.


Overcoming Writer's Block

When faced with Writer's Block,
I cater my food for though.
From June, Thoreau, or Murchie;
Form Authors Unknown and Anonymous.

What they say,
May echo my own deep thoughts,
Or cause me to view reality differently.

Then I move,
Beyond the Block
By going over, around, under, or through.

Another approach, I sometimes take, is writing blog entries in alphabetical order. I started this today in "I Blog Poetry and Prose, because for the last few days I've had difficulty coming up with anything. This morning I wrote "Abel, The Pumpkin, which wasn't what I'd planned on. However, the first two lines of the limerick just popped into my head, so I had to write the poem.


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