HEY YOU! Tomorrow’s Change Is Paid For By Today's Strains Which Buys All Your Gains One day I’m going to be this and that Everybody will look then step back I will live life on my terms Let the envious burn and yearn At what point did you submit? those who would relent…Read more The Disciplined Principle
Here in the Philippines I have seen the struggles of life it's like all other struggles yet perception has its own vise, I have seen images in my journeys that burn in the concision minds, in time with reflection it will begin to unwind. Heed what your mind feeds upon less you live the unknown…Read more The Mind I Own
Sandymancan your poet with a plan when it all hits the fan All blessing to my Facebook and Word Press family I haven't posted in three weeks since coming to the Philippines. I have been island hopping and the Internet on some of the Island in the Philippines is hit and miss or swing and…Read more Sandyman Is Back In The Philippines Chasing My Tropical Dreams.
My strength comes from the heart and my mind the body will succumb to the ravages that are the sands of time. We are one, just below the fears lay our tears still we will deny! such is the hold of an internal lie. No! Ask not of me of what's Within you that…Read more The Strength Is Mine Through The Sands Of Time
Do avoid the boisterous fool who's blowing his own trumpet brass bogus tainted tongue unspoken truths are never done Break the bonds of broken promises shackling your dreams stillness causes stifle spewing those toxic byproducts of life In the wheezing whimpers of wishes that will never happen for the lies ruckus rumblings because you…Read more Will Tomorrow Bring Sorrow
Progress! must it always abuse the land you see the square concrete boxes of change, the dotted skyline of ugly yellow cranes in vane upwardly they strain, the money game has no shame only the weak and the poor remain the same. Look! casting their shadows over the richness of the past then who’s…Read more Cambodian Sky’s
Enraged Pacified Did He Win ?Death To DemonsFight To The End Sitting on my hotel room's balcony camera always close by Cambodia's heat and humility will unhinge any reason why.a man one hand ranting in the street, my interest peakedthe rage in his eyes, boiling bubbling burning turmoil inside.He pointed cursed and yelled! I think Cambodian I…Read more A Mind Betrayed It’s Suffocating Maze