Vickie's Vibes

Poverty is a curse, Yet can be a man's friend, If you love to sleep, be ready for its rain, For no sleeper earns the wealth. Poverty is not lack of money, If all you have is money, you are a pauper, Lack of diligence is lack of wealth, If you have the money and love your bed, you are poor. If you hate poverty, you must love the work, If you crave the wealth, you must hate your bed, Wealth is a blessing, But it comes through deligence not by mercy. The world is full of wealth, But you must offer your work to earn the wealth, If you offer no work, you will earn no wealth, You offer your work, you earn the wealth. You say I will tomorrow, Tomorrow after tomorrow, Yet time is not déjà vu, How long will you sleep, o' sleeper? If you can do no thing with your time, If you can give no thing to life, If you love the pleasure of sleep, Chai! Poverty is looming. If you get and get and get and give nothing, If you spend and spend and earn nothing, There is a place for poverty ...

It happens to Time as it is to man:  They mature and expire. Life in volume,Time in seconds, They grow,mature and expire. A second wasted, a (volume of) life wasted, Time is a river that swims life away, The life of man is his time spent, Anyhow spent, time has no voice to shout. Spent but not a currency, Currency has a circle, No one sees the return of time, It flows and fades like smoke. The most expensive time of man is; The youthful season, The shortest of man's time, The sweetest of man's life. Your youthful season,  Though short is greater than your old age, The value is in thousands fold, Thus locusts seek to eat it up. Time has no value tag, You add value to your time spent living, The substance in your life is proportional to the value of your time spent, No substance in life, no value in time spent. If your life is void, your time on earth is of no value, And remember, time flies, If it flies, you've got to fly, Do not crawl while your time flies. For ...

You can't go farther than your mindset, Your heart makes the move, your legs take the step, You are where your heart is, 'cause from the hollow of your heart is your world made. Yes He created the heavens and the earth, So He is God, so you are god, So He created, so you make, He gives, you take, you make. All your heart can hold, you can take, All you can take, you can unfold, All you can unfold, all that is seen, All you can make of your world. Though small and hidden, Your heart is the chief in your life, Your heart is the hand of your life, All it can hold, all you can own. Now that you have your strength in full, Get your heart transformed! Make it wide to take the all He gives, God gives more, don't take less. How far and well you would go, Is all determined by your heart, God gives, your heart takes, When shalow, it takes less. You can not be greater than your mindset, You can not be wiser than your mindset, You can not be peaceful than your mindset, All springs ...

No coward marries a heroine, No hero marries a fool, A heroine for the valiant, A virtues for the Hero. Every man wants to be the King, Every woman wants to be the Queen, But not all wants to be the valiant, Not all wants to be the virtues. Cowardice is a stain to the royalty of the Queen, Folly is a stain to the royalty of the King, If you crave not a fool, do not be the coward, If you crave not a coward, do not be the fool. O'Daughters of Zion! Thou art fair,'cause He says; You are Fairfully and Wonderfully made, He made you for the Hero. Oh the knight in His robe, Anticipating the fair you, Do not mock the virtue, Do not shame your Hero Father. Your father a hero! The hero is the son of your Father, The heroine is the seed of your Father, Not in anywhere but the home of your Father. No coward in your home, No fool on your home, If you are His daughter, you are for His son, If you are His son, you are for His Daughter. I have known the home of folly and cowardice,...

No blood no glory, No glory no blood, Why shed the blood, when no glory? If you crave the glory, you must shed the blood. You've got no straight path to walk through. All paths are rough, All are tough, Your blood makes 'em straight, You boycott, you pay harder later. Let it drip, It's a step at a time, A drip of blood, a straight step, Step by step and it's a thousand miles. Grow through the paths, Or you boycott to blow, If you blow, you may off the light, It pays to drop the blood and grow! You've got the big project, You've got your life purpose, You've got your life course, You pay your blood, you get the success. Now is the time to shed the blood, Your sacrifices are streams of blood shed. Your time is the blood, Your energy is the blood. Your failures and mistakes! Passion! Self denials! Your money! They drip to make your way straight. Your time with your creator, Your time to fine your crudeness, Your passion to take a step in the dark ti...

No matter how worse, No matter how terrible, No matter how it feels, A face is not tired of your nakedness. All runs through and on you, Darkest and loneliest hours come, Heart in a desert, Yet will never leave. You know you first, It was you and you alone in the womb, It is you and you alone in your heart, After God, it is you. With all the failures, pains and shame, In Sorry and in Joy, You've got you to dance to the music, You dance they follow your dancing steps. You've got all the care to give to you, All you can't get from 'u, all you can't get from 'em, You've got no cause to crave for the kiss, You've got you to give it first. If you swim in roses, And your heart is not rosefull, No matter how red the roses, The end is melancholy. What a boo-boo to love anyone than you! You've got to love yourself more! You've got to do it for you! You've got to make the you happy! Joyce says; eat the cookies and buy the shoes, I concor, e...

It answers all things, Yet, in it's heart is all evil, When you ear money, your ears starch up. Chai! Money! Thou youth! You are vulnerable to two, Just two and one of the two, Either Lord or Mammon, The two have the keys to your heart. Wait! Did I say Mammon? Yes, Mammon is the money, In Lord is the wealth and peace, Oh! Peace is wealth. Mammon buys your soul and gives you the money, The Lord restores your soul and gives you the wealth, But greed, greed the stronghold of Mammon, Mammon comes with greed. You need the wealth,You need your soul. It's not without the greed, you want the riches, You get the riches, you loose your soul. What then is your gain? Any and every youth wants the cash, Many care less how it comes, All they want is the luxury, They can't afford to bow for the Lord. Nine of ten bow daily for Mammon, One of ten bows daily for the Lord, In Mammon is greed, In Lord is the love of integrity. Radix malorum est cupiditas, (The love of money is the ...