The Rock and The Rose

                       THE ROCK AND THE ROSE

Once upon a time there was a Rock, he was only nine inches around with a very rough surface. One day he decided that he wanted to be the highest Rock in the world; he always determined to do what he wanted so he set out on his adventure. This was no small feat for such a little rock.

It took him numerous years traveling in the rain, snow and heat. Up and down the hills and over the mountains he’d progress daily. Until one day he climbed the highest mountain on the earth. Upon his arrival he placed himself on the pinnacle that overlooked the entire world.He delighted in knowing that he was the only Rock that had ever reached such extreme altitudes. Finally he rested in the evening as he gazed up at all the stars and heavenly bodies that seemed to be at his fingertips. The Rock realized something was missing though…

Not too far from where the Rock was perched, there lived a Rose, planted firmly on a hill overlooking a lush meadow. She stood regally with a glowing red color. Her fragrance was a sense awaking aroma that could be found in no other flower. When it rained the Rose was cleansed with the dawn of the day. The Rose was also nourished by the sun’s rays as they traveled over the majestic mountain peaks; the warmth opened up her petals, saturating the air all around with her intoxicating scent until it reached the Rock. Suddenly he was wide awake!

The Rock was astonished at such a glorious aroma and his curiosity made him set out to discover the source. He was beside himself as he realized he didn’t know too much about anything. He became confused because he wanted to find out more about this amazing scent all the while maintaining his newly found stature. He wondered if he could have both; was it possible to be mighty, all the while being intoxicated by an unknown mind blowing, fragrance? He was determined to find out!

His trip to reach the source of this aroma didn’t take him years as before; the trajectory was all downhill so it was only a matter of days of following the mysterious scent. As he journeyed on he became aware of how lonesome it was to be him; bearing the title of the highest Rock in all the world, he’d find himself bored with no one to talk to… most rocks are hard and alone and he was no exception. He continued on with his search, undaunted…

The closer he came to the heavenly meadow, the stronger the scent became and he grew even more curious. He picked up his pace until he arrived at the place where the aroma seemed to rest. He stopped to take in the breath taking views and saw no one stirring about. He quickly noticed some sparrows circling above and some grey squirrels playing tag near a single red Rose. Suddenly he understood where the powerful fragrance had emanated from; the Rock and the Rose regarded each other with much surprise and mutual curiosity. The Rock broke the silence and boldly approached the Rose, introducing himself,

“I’m the highest Rock in all the world! I detected a new fragrance from my perch over the hill and decided to investigate. After several days of travel the scent lead me to you!” The Rose simply answered,

“Thank you!” She grew annoyed with him the more he tried to fill the silence with his nervous small talk. She was in her own private meadow and the many words from the ugly rock were not at all welcomed. She turned on him and spat out,

“ There is no place for your kind here! Please stop spoiling this tranquil vibe and be on your way…”

This abrupt display made the Rock want to be with the Rose all the more so he blurted out,

“ I just want to protect you and care for you!
The Rose laughed at his silly notion and she retorted,

“ Get back up to your mountain top, where you belong!”

This made the Rock break down and weep, something that he had never experienced in his whole existence. The Rose was caught off guard as she paused to look at the squirrels playing nearby and the swallows circling above; his cry was so genuine and tender that it made her feel a bit sheepish at her previous outburst. She was particularly astonished at seeing how the Rock was breaking open with each tear he shed; as she looked closer,the Rock had split wide open and inside he was filled with numerous precious royal blue gems that gave off a brilliant light.

She suddenly spoke out softly to the Rock,

“ I’m so sorry for my rude manners; you just taught me a valuable lesson; there is more to someone than what’s on the surface. Please stay with me in the meadows and we can enjoy each other’s company…”

The Rock interjected excitedly,

“ But of course, I’d like nothing more! Besides, mountain top living is pretty lonely!” He looked at the squirrels playing nearby and took in the majestic eagles pairing off in the wild blue skies above. So the Rock positioned himself around the Rose and they both adorned the meadow and made a beautiful life for themselves.

Moral: There is always more to the surface of a rock; there’s always more to the mountain top.

David Earl Brincat © 2022

In Loving Memory of:

David Earl Brincat: 7/7/50-7/21/20

Warriors vs Parasites

′′ They asked the founder of Dubai * Sheikh Rashid * about the future of his country, and he replied: ‘ My grandfather was riding a camel, my father was riding a camel, I was riding a Mercedes, my son was riding a Land Rover and mine grandson is going to ride Land Rover, but my great grandson will have to ride a camel again… ′′

Why is that?

′′ Tough times create strong men, strong men create easy times. Easy times create weak men, weak men create hard times. ′′

Many will not understand, but you have to create warriors, not parasites… ′′

Same thing you give everything free to your son who stays asleep all day.
You’re creating a loser inside the house

Every Lie Will Be Revealed

What did our nation write when our Founding Fathers put ink to paper with words inspired by Almighty God?

The Declaration of Independence.

The United States Constitution.

The Bill of Rights.

Are we smarter now than our Founding Fathers were then?

In my opinion, NO.

Do we need leaders now who are inspired by Almighty God as we had then?

In my opinion, YES.

Is it time for our nation to return now to the principles upon which our nation was founded then?

In my opinion, YES.

God bestowed upon We The People the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

Government cannot take away from us what it did not give us.

Government cannot take away, alter, limit, or deny in any manner the rights bestowed by God.

ALL the power in America belongs to We The People.

We were granted that power by God.

Never forget these TRUTHS.

Can you even begin to calculate the number of our fellow American citizens who participated in a scheme to deny We The People our right to an honest vote to elect our President and other federal, state, and local officials?

Such actions are treasonous. The number of traitors is staggering. Do these people really believe they will ALL escape accountability for their wrongdoing?

If they believe that God is real, how do they sleep at night? Or are they Godless?

In the days to come, many people need to search their souls in order to step forward with TRUTH in hopes of saving their souls.

Every lie will be revealed.

Copied from Lin Wood/Telegram

Be True…

“All we say to America is, ‘Be true to what you said on paper.’ If I lived in China or even Russia, or any totalitarian country, maybe I could understand the denial of certain basic First Amendment privileges, because they hadn’t committed themselves to that over there. But somewhere I read of the freedom of assembly. Somewhere I read of the freedom of speech. Somewhere I read of the freedom of the press. Somewhere I read that the greatness of America is the right to protest for right.”

– Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

A New Day

Stepping into a new day when they tell us we are all gonna die is not easy to do

But the “theys” of the world are being exposed on a grand scale these days, so it’s up to each person to decipher the bullshit web of lies ;and instead allow TRUTH to strike and disintegrate the deceptions.

So the choice is ours: Do we believe the falsehoods the “theys” feed us or, we can choose to dance on the embers of their weak-ass lies

Let’s end this sadness today and light a match to rekindle the freedom,that comes from staring into TRUTH’s brilliance; beckoning us all to rise up from the ashes of all their dragons we have slayed!

Eva Santiago © 2021