You were made to meet your Maker, with all your perfect imperfections that we call identity, chiseled into your DNA, your fingerprint says the least about you to your Designer, your hair, your skin tone and shape is but a veil to the Groom of creation, 4 walls and a roof top to the Architect of Life, what is Love to those that can not feel, what is touch to those who are amongst the spirit already, Agape is that fight in you that’s pre-programmed to breath in life, which no one can cease with out physical forces, let’s see you try holding that breath in and not release it, if this is my last thesis I beseech you seek and find Love, believe in Love, practice Love, preach Love, sow Love, don’t just hold on to Love, release Love like the breath in your lungs till your Creator Recycles Love and maketh Love available for the next generation of Lovers. Selah
A: Pipoetry By: Randy P.
“Love Recycled” is A Pipoetry by: Randy Pipman (c) Copyright Pipoetry 2013 All Rights Reserved
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I’m Pharaoh Pip, I'm a syndicated blogger for Witish. I’ve been writing pretty much all of my Life, everywhere that I've gone, all that I’ve seen, things that I’ve heard, things that I've experienced, felt and thought of--all goes in to my writing process. I’m constantly writing and jotting down ideas & concepts in my head, a lot of that data is stored for long periods of time before they ever turn into rhythmic words in a sentence. Therefore the process of writing is always therapeutic for me; to get those things off of my chest into existence is like sharing my WiFi connection with you, that’s why my writings are somewhat all over the place subject matter wise. I don’t consider myself the quote end quote this type of writer, that only writes this type of way, I just like to write from the heart. What ever God puts on my Spirit the heaviest, I write about. Selah