Valentines Day: Tools of Sentiment.

    Valentines Day. (My Fathers Tools of Sentiment.)
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 I had first intended to begin my yearly valentines day writing with a rant about the evils of commercialism, and ramble about how Valentines day is a Marketing tool used by various pukes within the Marketing Industries to entice hapless citizens into buying unnecessary products for their loved ones. BUT then I woke up at 5:22 in the morning to the happy sounds of my Mother, and Aunts Laughter.

My Father had gotten up earlier than usual this morning (which is Very early for him because he wakes up before 5 a.m. to get ready for work) and snuck out to the store to buy my Mom, and his Sister Flowers and breakfast for Valentines Day.

Thats what Love is (or at least should be) about. It's not that he bought them gifts, the gifts were just the tools he used to express his sentiment. It's that he cared, and loved them enough to decide to wake up early, sneak out, and buy them Gifts simply because he Loves them.

So...my point here is, it's NOT about whether or not you go out and buy your loved ones gifts for valentines day, ACTIONS are what let them know whether or not you love and care for them. The gifts are just tools people use to express their sentiment when they can afford to.

When I consider things from this perspective, I feel a bit less cynical about the world. Knowing that People all across the country are doing this very same thing for those they love. Sure, maybe all of them aren't out at 4 something in the morning buying gifts;..some might be cooking breakfast in bed for a lover..or writing a poem for a girlfriend ..It's the fact that such Love is still in the world that makes the world worth appreciating.

SO remember...Gifts are just tools of sentiment. and you don't always have to buy them. Gifts can be actions that express your love for Someone. ( Happy Valentines Day People.)

(for those of you who were anticipating an anti-commercialistic ranting...easter is around the corner...wink.)

J.Stephen.H

Lovely Deceit.

Lovely Deceit.
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 Hello there My
Lovely Deceit...
still your cold
kisses seem sweet.
Though your Face
feels like a Winters Day,..
or the clay beneath
my weary feet!

Oh, I still "see" you;
lying upon the Earth,
consuming Serpents,..
as you hunger for their
Violence!....
Your seedy stare
betrays that desperate
silence my desolated
love!...whom I once
had thought a visitor
sent from the Mystery
above! (yet found to
be this messenger lent
by Dark Angels who
Corrupt.)

Your onyx Eyes
consume me like
a Moonless Midnight;
absent of any formal
time.

Many ancient horrors
curse their sight, and
still replay within your
mind!

(thus the truth is something
you wont find.)

For You my Love
are self-forsakened.
As am I, and all who
cease..to feel the heart
within awaken, our
Minds from Nightmares
of the Beast!

Lo,

Regret shall we
who fail to see that
Death is not Reality,
and no Man Free is
Spoiled Meat!

So as you lay there
My Lovely, ( in poisoned
sleep) realize you
were Deceived!!

(By life's grim dreAm.)

 J.Stephen.H.