It’s winter You’ll have warmer days And you’ll have colder days But they’ll all be cold. It’s a human heart You’ll have clearer days And you’ll have uncertain moments But still, be bold. It’s an Earth life You came to cry And you came to laugh And maybe grow old. The people you love the most Will cause you the most pain And yet they’re the only ones Your heart will want to hold. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
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WHAT’S REALLY IMPORTANT?
The concept of “importance”, the way it exists for us, does not exist to God. What is important to God is the purity, health and harmony of His Creation, and the proper development of all its inhabitants in accordance with His Will.
A soul who, in our opinion, was very “important” in one earthlife can incarnate as a complete “nobody” – again judged by our concept – in the next. Obscurity and fame are both irrelevant to God, just as material wealth and material poverty play no role in determining our true value in God’s Creation. What we consider to be “good health” and “ill health” are but temporary conditions of our physical shells. Of more importance to the Divine Will is the condition of our spirit.
Paradise is a place of good spirits, and this is what is still lacking on earth. That is why “Thy Kingdom come” remains still just a prayer and not yet a reality, because His Will is yet to be done by us on earth as It is in Heaven. This is why we do not yet have Paradise here on earth too.
Nothing else is important. Not political power or military might; not wealth, fame or status; and not many other things and people to which we attach importance. The only thing that matters is the kind of soul you are, not just deep inside your heart, but also in your manifest action. Irrespective of whether you be the most unknown and obscure person in some invisible place somewhere, or whether you be the most visible and powerful person on earth.
It sounds strange, and it is hard to grasp, but the truth is that on that plane where eternal life plays itself out, the only thing that matters is character – true spiritual character. The good man and the good woman – the truly good people – are the ones who become the kings and queens. A completely different scenario from what obtains on Earth, on this temporary theatre where our physical life takes place.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains
THE POWER IN THE COURAGE TO BE TRUTHFUL
Truth is so powerful. There is almost nothing That you cannot forgive a truthful person. It’s a strange phenomenon. What is hurting You is healing you, is teaching you a lesson. Even while suffering, you can’t stop trusting. Something about them awakens respect in us. Truthful people fascinate the coward in us, Inspire the warrior in us, touch the human in us. In the depth of their sin, yet they carry the cross. Even at their worst, they’re still the best of us. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
HURT
Love hurts. Life hurts. People hurt. People hurt people. And hurt people hurt people. And when it hurts too much People begin to avoid the touch The inner touch Sometimes they permit the outer touch But only perfunctorily as such Because even it hurts too much. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
JEWELS AND THORNS
Somewhere it‘s day Somewhere it’s night Some hearts are sad Some with joy bright But even as the world Continues to spin The happy turn sour The sad grow a grin Sometimes you’re glad Sometimes you’re down Jewels and thorns Adorn the human crown What makes us human? The ability to weep And then laugh again For our heart is deep. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
DESTINATION UNCERTAIN
The earth is not just carrying us
We are carrying the earth too
We attract each other with gravitational forces
Where are we carrying the earth to?
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije
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HUMAN HEART
Santa and Satan are spelled with the same letters.
I just noticed it, please don’t crucify me.
Just know there’s a thin line between the two.
Sometimes when you think you’re looking out through a window, you’re actually looking at a mirror.
Saw this picture and liked it.
Something is buried in your heart and it could be anything. It’s probably everything.
Some pains will stay forever – well, probably not forever. Until you change and forgive and let go. Or until you die, I mean really die. Even when you forget, still you feel the pain and don’t know why. And then you remember – but you still don’t know why you took that first wrong step into the future.
But when you look at the serpent well, sometimes it seems as if it’s rising up to strike or writhing in treachery and deception. And sometimes it feels as if it’s begging for help and crying for forgiveness and looking for redemption. But some unsuspecting fool will pass by and think they’re looking at a heart. But you know better. You know you’re looking at a warning.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains
HEY, I’M HUMAN!
They say I make enemies on all sides. Sycophancy and hypocrisy seem to be the price of friendship and group play in a civilized, polished world gone corporate. Living analog authenticity has been replaced by plastic digital superficial smoothness. Personality is dead; long live the System.
But I refuse to be the servant of a System that serves only itself and not the human in me. Being myself is not suicide; surrendering to the System is the real suicide. Being myself is birth, is life.
Don’t kill yourself. Resist. Be it education, be it politics, be it diplomacy, be it the corporate world, be it religion, be it organised Sport – they all demand one thing: the compromise and capitulation of the true human being. The human Spirit. Thwart their plan. Resist!
In every aspect of life, deep in the fabric of our group existence, we have to change the System. And it starts when the individual human being comes back to life. Until you know yourself, you won’t know your real friends. They may be many more than you think, but you don’t know and they don’t know – because you are all afraid to be the first to drop the mask and say:
“Hey, I’m human! Are you?”
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije
UNDERSTANDING YOURSELF
A man searches for
The man in the mirror
A woman searches
For the
Woman in the water
A man will stand his ground
A woman will wet her ground
I don’t understand gender roles
But I understand tender truths.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
LIVE, PAIN, LOVE
It’s just life
No pause
Inescapable laws
No brakes
No breaks
No breaking out – you’re done in
Few gives, few takes
The dark is near
It is in there
It’s always there
It’s just life
You pay the price – that’s your role
There is a myth, a legend
A hurt-filled, painful, word
They call it love
There are no guarantees
But they say
It will set you free – nothing more
It won’t bring you wealth
It won’t bring you power
It’s just life
Keep it warm
Keep it safe
Keep it alive – love – it’ll keep you alive.
– CHE CHIDI CHUKWUMERIJE.
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