There’s not much great about Baltimore.
We haven’t recovered from the riots. Buildings haven’t been rebuilt, lies still destroyed, and the thugs still run the streets.
The poverty, not shown on the brochures for the Inner Harbor and Towson, are degrading the city as quickly as the rampant drug abuse.
The city needs to be renamed “Bodymore” for the amount of people that die here. Seriously, Google our homicide rates. Just sickening, dreadful, and scary. And the leaders wonder why tourists are scared to come and families are scared to stay.
The city hasn’t improved in any way in nearly twenty years. It’s painfully stagnant, and as my home, I’m saddened.
Along with my aspergian tendencies, and the nature of the people here, it makes for a tough going. I struggle to befriend anyone here. All my (failed) relationships began outside the city, and the people I do know here that I like are few and far between. Maybe it’s all the dead people in the Harbor that makes the people so senile. Or the fact that white women get raped by black thugs in alleys and Canton residents get so angered they nearly go up in arms to keep public transit out of their parts. There is so much anger, hostility, and frustration in this city. You can feel it as soon as you step out the door, and it’s oppressing. Still, I have found my places of solace. My home is my biggest one, but if not there, then Patterson Park is second on the list. It’s a huge park, spanning six or seven long blocks, and while it’s not the safest place (duh, it’s Baltimore), it is big and there’s plenty of space to get lost in the moment. I love it best during the fall, because I adore the trees and the colors of the leaves.
Golden leaves
lead my feet
to a place
so discreet
Shelter
made of yellow, brown
and red
is where our love
first bred
Now reaching out
like the trees
we sat under
eagerly awaiting winter
while they skinny dipped in summer
Our time is then
and our time is now
Here come the reindeer
here comes the snow
Here comes another winter
To where shall we go?
Walking
without stopping
Walking
without thinking
Walking
without knowing
Walking
without hoping
Walking
expecting
that the distance will change
the appearance
expecting the time to change
the supposed
and expecting you to change
them
I live more
when stopping
and letting others
walk by
I see what
they could never
If I could give
a dream wings
If I could give
a thought heartbeats
If I could give
hope a name
I’d give it my own
because I can make all
this happen
Awesome post!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you! 🙂
LikeLike
PREDESTINED CONFUSION! by steve finnell
John Calvin and his followers honestly believe that God predestined certain individual to be saved and all others to be lost. To believe that God selected you to be saved and that God chose your next door neighbor to burn in hell gives hubris a bad name.
The proof-text offered to confirm predestination. Ephesians 1:3-5 Blessed be the God and Father of out Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ, 4 just as He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world, that we would be holy and blameless before Him. In love. 5 He predestined us to adoption as sons through Jesus Christ to Himself, according to the kind intentions of His will,(NASB)
God predestined all who would become Christians to become holy and blameless through Jesus Christ. God did select the individuals who would become Christians.
The church of Christ was predestined before the world was formed. The individual members of the Lord’s church were not selected before the foundation of the world. Every man has a choice to believe in Jesus or reject Him.
Salvation is available to all those who meet God’s terms for pardon.
Titus 2:11 For the grace of God has appeared, bringing salvation to all men.(NASB)
God’s grace is available to all who meet God’s terms for pardon, not just a select few.
TERMS FOR PARDON: Faith John 3:16, Repentance Acts 3:19, Confession Romans 10:9, and Water Baptism Mark 16:16
YOU ARE INVITED TO FOLLOW MY BLOG> steve-finnell.blogspot.com
LikeLike
Nature is incredibly therapeutic for me as well. And beautiful photos!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Katrina! 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Reblogged this on Creative Writing Reblogged.
LikeLike
THANK YOU for keeping that chin up…and encouraging the rest of us!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you 🙂
LikeLike
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
BRAVO, DEAR FRIEND! IN SPITE OF THE UGLINESS!!!!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Jonathan lol 🙂
LikeLike