Author: debuachery101inc

The word debauchery can be defined as engaging in reckless and immoral behavior. When we participate in such activities, we can often find ourselves in an endless cycle of bad decisions and poor judgement. This can lead to a myriad of consequences, both physical and psychological. For me, the lesson I have learned is that it is important to love and accept yourself for who you are, and to stay true to your values no matter who is watching. It is also important to recognize how lucky you are to have a strong moral compass, and to strive to maintain it. Debauchery is not something to be taken lightly; it can have serious repercussions and should be avoided. Debauchery - what does it mean? Let me explain: it's when we reach into the depths of ourselves, into the dark and light, and can't quite seem to find our way out. We can get stuck in a cycle of bad decisions, and it can be hard to learn the lessons the universe is trying to teach us. For me, it was a tough love kind of lesson - I had to learn to look inside myself for what I wanted, to love who I was, and to have the courage to stay true to myself no matter who was watching. I was lucky to have the values of character instilled in me, and I wanted to keep that legacy alive. So, debauchery isn't all bad - it's a reminder to stay true to ourselves and to keep on learning.

Peace In Pieces?

Broken Pieces or Peace?

Every time I try my best, but if I fall short and fail that test,
I lose a little piece of me.

I thought this was my one true love,
But instead, I got a dud,
And I lose a little piece of me.

I played fair and did my work, but the one who succeeded
And received praise was truly a jerk,
Causing me to lose another little piece of me.

I thought I had a good job coming my way, with more honor and pay,
But they lied, the “it” they tried,
And I still find myself losing a peace in me.

Here comes the outside world, with its “did you hear?” and “can you believe?”,
And don’t even get me started on the audacity,
Another little piece breaks, another little peace that was me.

Now I’m standing here, still, and I bet you are tripping,
Shit, I look broken, don’t I?
But I’m not,
Those broken pieces of my peace make me whole.

They are the reminders that I am unique and put together
In the most beautiful divine way, piece by piece,
Lesson by lesson, moment by moment.

Every disappointment, every discernment,
Every “why not me?”Every damn “where’s my peace?”,
Think to yourself, “I am the peace in me.”

Dark Night of the Soul

What encouraging words thank u mary

God Is I Am

This poem was previously posted and I repost today for a wonderful friend who is feeling the pains of the dark night.  He is a wonderful young man who I love dearly and like a mother.  I wish I could take his pain but I understand the Dark Night of the Soul is for his Soul’s growth.  Levon, I love you and believe in you.  I trust in God and know you will move forward and enter the light.  I ask each who read this to send him your love and light for healing of his emotional pains and a healing of his earth bound struggles.  He is deserving of great love and healing.

Running in the darkness of night,
searching blindly for light.
Life lost, in the dark night of the Soul.
A struggle with fear taking control.
In the dark night,
beauty is lost,
and pain grows,
in…

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