The gift is valid for healing not talk,
This is your conscious mind that is playing tricks on you,
In order to make head way we must be rutheless with the mind,
It is your thinking that got you where you are at,
How can you get out of it using the same thinking? You can’t!
Your heart says this is a chance to break free!
You mind says let us use it to talk!
Your heat says we can do this!
You mind says NO! We don’t have money!
Let us just grab what is free!
Your heart says please don’t!
You mind says we must in order to survive!
Your heart says enough already it is time to thrive!
© Copyright 2004, Najat Fares Kessler, all rights reserved.
So you are offended!
So you are offended!
For your religion you are so afraid
What someone says might crash it
What someone thinks might damage it
What someone does might hurt it
Oh God! You may just get lost
Wake up! Enough already!
If your faith does not bear questioning
From others hearts you better leave it
Who do you think your are kidding
Only you is the obvious
If you think for a split second
That the lord’s business is a fragile one
Get over yourself!
It is your faith that is fragile
Not the lord nor his laws
So don’t get so worked up
About defending the Gods
It is your heart that is locked
And your Ego that is too fat
So like a weasel you get agitated
Yours is not more than overzealous act
Trying desperately to self convince
That you know when you don’t
All human knowledge pilled up
Is no bigger than what you can hold
Between a thumb and the index
So you think you know!
Please don’t think
It is your thinking that keeps down
It is your thinking that prevents you
Form reaching the heavens, You were given
Let go of the illusions, You shall be in heavens
Neither the lord, nor the angels,
Will ever be at the reach of the doubtful & fearful,
You need not defending God from others,
Your only challenge is defending
The voice of God within you from you!
© Copyright 2004, Najat Fares Kessler, all rights reserved.
For your religion you are so afraid
What someone says might crash it
What someone thinks might damage it
What someone does might hurt it
Oh God! You may just get lost
Wake up! Enough already!
If your faith does not bear questioning
From others hearts you better leave it
Who do you think your are kidding
Only you is the obvious
If you think for a split second
That the lord’s business is a fragile one
Get over yourself!
It is your faith that is fragile
Not the lord nor his laws
So don’t get so worked up
About defending the Gods
It is your heart that is locked
And your Ego that is too fat
So like a weasel you get agitated
Yours is not more than overzealous act
Trying desperately to self convince
That you know when you don’t
All human knowledge pilled up
Is no bigger than what you can hold
Between a thumb and the index
So you think you know!
Please don’t think
It is your thinking that keeps down
It is your thinking that prevents you
Form reaching the heavens, You were given
Let go of the illusions, You shall be in heavens
Neither the lord, nor the angels,
Will ever be at the reach of the doubtful & fearful,
You need not defending God from others,
Your only challenge is defending
The voice of God within you from you!
© Copyright 2004, Najat Fares Kessler, all rights reserved.
Sticker
What if you wake up one day?
In a place where you wants, your goals,
Your desires and your dreams are not legitimate.
A place where they might even be illegal at times.
A place where you are scrutinized, questioned,
Tested and so afraid to say that you come in for a better life.
That you have dreams of a better world.
That you think you might be able to change the world just by coming here.
You thought that you will be welcomed and celebrated.
You thought that you will be free a last.
And you discover the ugly face of reality here and now.
You are an outsider, you are not enough, you struck of bravery is kind of too common. You are one of millions and millions and millions.
You are just another worldwide beggar.
You have an accent. You talk in funny ways.
Another one, of those immigrants.
Some think you are illiterate,
Some think you may be a thief,
Some think you may be a fundamentalist,
Some swear that you are a terrorist.
Poor you! Who have no clue!
You smile, cook your traditional meals and invite them,
Sometimes you shake your heaps to show them some of your ancestor’s moves.
They call you Exotic, Colorful, Ethnic, different, or interesting!
And there you go now, for the first time in your life you got a sticker on your front head.
And you wipe in silence,
You ache in secrecy,
You put on a face,
And you try to not feel how badly it hurts.
You wish someone sees you as a human being
Like them and forget the stickers,
Just for a day, an evening or even an hour.
© Copyright 2004, Najat Fares Kessler, all rights reserved.
In a place where you wants, your goals,
Your desires and your dreams are not legitimate.
A place where they might even be illegal at times.
A place where you are scrutinized, questioned,
Tested and so afraid to say that you come in for a better life.
That you have dreams of a better world.
That you think you might be able to change the world just by coming here.
You thought that you will be welcomed and celebrated.
You thought that you will be free a last.
And you discover the ugly face of reality here and now.
You are an outsider, you are not enough, you struck of bravery is kind of too common. You are one of millions and millions and millions.
You are just another worldwide beggar.
You have an accent. You talk in funny ways.
Another one, of those immigrants.
Some think you are illiterate,
Some think you may be a thief,
Some think you may be a fundamentalist,
Some swear that you are a terrorist.
Poor you! Who have no clue!
You smile, cook your traditional meals and invite them,
Sometimes you shake your heaps to show them some of your ancestor’s moves.
They call you Exotic, Colorful, Ethnic, different, or interesting!
And there you go now, for the first time in your life you got a sticker on your front head.
And you wipe in silence,
You ache in secrecy,
You put on a face,
And you try to not feel how badly it hurts.
You wish someone sees you as a human being
Like them and forget the stickers,
Just for a day, an evening or even an hour.
© Copyright 2004, Najat Fares Kessler, all rights reserved.
fear & anxiety
Hello my fear and anxiety,
You got me at times all wrapped up,
In you network of what might happen,
I am tiered of you don’t you know,
I am exausted with your same old same old,
This feeling of hoplessness,
This feeling of helplessness,
I have a genuine ideas,
But you just won’t let it role,
Will you?
I am sick and tired of you,
Get lost!
Why I am calling you “my” fear,
Why am I calling you “my” anxiety,
You are not mine,
You are my mothers
Who got you from her elders
I am done with you,
Get the hell out of my way,
I am not here to baby sit you
Get out of my chest,
Get out of my life,
I am not here to carry you,
I am here for a greater purpose,
Then sit and just listen to you,
I am here for a bigger mission,
Than just be consumed by you,
You and all those you inhabit
Specially those who given to you,
Get the hell out of my way,
I am so done with you,
Today is the day!
I am taking back control of my life,
I am claiming all of myself
I am kicking you out for good,
I am reclaiming my power,
My birth right of being a life
And not a shadow as you profess,
I am finished with tip toeing around,
To please you, I lost so much,
To be able to breath under your oppression,
I compromised my self, my life, my entire being,
No more! Your ugly headed illusion
Will ran my life!
© Copyright 2004, Najat Fares Kessler, all rights reserved.
You got me at times all wrapped up,
In you network of what might happen,
I am tiered of you don’t you know,
I am exausted with your same old same old,
This feeling of hoplessness,
This feeling of helplessness,
I have a genuine ideas,
But you just won’t let it role,
Will you?
I am sick and tired of you,
Get lost!
Why I am calling you “my” fear,
Why am I calling you “my” anxiety,
You are not mine,
You are my mothers
Who got you from her elders
I am done with you,
Get the hell out of my way,
I am not here to baby sit you
Get out of my chest,
Get out of my life,
I am not here to carry you,
I am here for a greater purpose,
Then sit and just listen to you,
I am here for a bigger mission,
Than just be consumed by you,
You and all those you inhabit
Specially those who given to you,
Get the hell out of my way,
I am so done with you,
Today is the day!
I am taking back control of my life,
I am claiming all of myself
I am kicking you out for good,
I am reclaiming my power,
My birth right of being a life
And not a shadow as you profess,
I am finished with tip toeing around,
To please you, I lost so much,
To be able to breath under your oppression,
I compromised my self, my life, my entire being,
No more! Your ugly headed illusion
Will ran my life!
© Copyright 2004, Najat Fares Kessler, all rights reserved.
Don’t be offended
Please don’t be offended,
I am here to shake up the status quo,
I am here to weak you up,
I am here to remind you,
Of the greatness that used to be yours,
The greatness of you ancestors,
That was based on wisdom and restraint,
Restraint from being offended,
Restraint from jumping to conclusion,
Restraint from being defensive,
Those who are small brains and closed up hearts
Don’t have room for the light of glory,
The glory of authenticity and truth,
The glory of the only truth
The glory of that, which does not discriminate,
The glory of love,
Please don’t be offended,
You have valid reasons to think what you think,
Hear me out, don’t be offended,
What I am saying is for you and only for you,
Without you it wouldn’t have come through
I am thankful and grateful to you,
Regardless what you choose to do,
Please don’t be offended,
Love will set you free
Copyrights 2004, Najat Fares Kessler, All Rights Reserved.
I am here to shake up the status quo,
I am here to weak you up,
I am here to remind you,
Of the greatness that used to be yours,
The greatness of you ancestors,
That was based on wisdom and restraint,
Restraint from being offended,
Restraint from jumping to conclusion,
Restraint from being defensive,
Those who are small brains and closed up hearts
Don’t have room for the light of glory,
The glory of authenticity and truth,
The glory of the only truth
The glory of that, which does not discriminate,
The glory of love,
Please don’t be offended,
You have valid reasons to think what you think,
Hear me out, don’t be offended,
What I am saying is for you and only for you,
Without you it wouldn’t have come through
I am thankful and grateful to you,
Regardless what you choose to do,
Please don’t be offended,
Love will set you free
Copyrights 2004, Najat Fares Kessler, All Rights Reserved.
To my Beloved Soul Friend
The day I shall soar to the highest dimensions,
I shall rejoice in oneness with you and with all there is,
Even there I shall soar even higher with you and all there is,
For I am the essence of the divine and in this I there is you.
Copyrights 2004, Najat Fares Kessler, All Rights Reserved.
I shall rejoice in oneness with you and with all there is,
Even there I shall soar even higher with you and all there is,
For I am the essence of the divine and in this I there is you.
Copyrights 2004, Najat Fares Kessler, All Rights Reserved.
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