The War on Truth



I have a friend who owns a large chain of restaurants on the east coast. Recently, he discovered that one of his store managers had been stealing from the cash registers. And apparently, this had been happening for a long time.
 
After going through store records and monitoring the surveillance cameras, my friend noticed that the amount of money this store manager had been stealing steadily increased over time. And because nobody noticed and said anything, the manager became increasingly daring and bold. At first, he took one hundred dollars, then three hundred, then five hundred — until he pocketed thousands at a time. Yet, truth always rises with time. Once a crook feels secure in his stealing, he not only aims higher for larger scores, he also starts to get recklessly sloppy. This is how corruption works.

When the police were finally called and shown the videos of the manager stealing, they confronted him on the job. And even after revealing all the evidence against him, he denied everything. Then they searched him and found thousands of dollars stashed in his pockets that he had just freshly pulled from the store’s safe that day.
The purpose of this short story is to show what happens when we do not immediately confront people who are doing something wrong. They typically start small to see what they can get away with, and when they are sure that nobody is paying attention, they go for larger prizes and take greater risks. Even if a child is reprimanded for stealing cookies from the cookie jar, if the punishment is a simple slap on the wrist, they will continue stealing so long as they see the prize to be greater than the penalty.

When we remain silent in the face of corruption, we are giving our consent to a devil’s intent. We are giving evildoers permission to keep committing crimes — and to steadily increase the size and intensity of their criminal acts. This is why it is very important to speak up immediately against those who do wrong. The price for standing up for Truth, no matter how severe, will always be less than the price our souls will be penalized for not speaking up for our conscience. There is no greater crime in the universe than silencing your conscience.

I am almost sure, that the store manager in the above example revealed his deceit to at least one co-worker. And that co-worker either received a share of the loot — or remained silent in fear of losing their job. Believe it or not, the second is a greater offense than the first. The first will be punished by the law of the land and divine law, but the second will receive at least double the weight of the punishment by divine judgement — for failing to use the truth in their hearts to cast light on the wrong. Stealing material wealth is one thing, but choosing the security of your well-being over the Truth is the same as committing murder.

Most of the time, the cost of sharing or standing up for Truth is greater than the price of Freedom.  And most of the time, standing up for Truth is a solitary act, while fighting for freedom is done with a crowd. You may ask, isn’t fighting for Truth and freedom the same thing? No. Even though both are our natural birthrights, one is a daily struggle, while the other is a major event or a series of calculated one-offs that could be an individual fight or include a specific segment of people. When you share truths, depending on their severity and cost to the accuser, there will be consequences. You could be attacked or bullied to stay silent. You may be punished in a thousand different ways. You may lose your job, reputation, friends, co-workers, affiliations, and even your mind — but this is to be expected. Just like freedom, Truth is not cheap. Yet both are worth more than all the gold in the world. But what is freedom, if there is no truth. And what is truth, if there is no freedom? Both are worth fighting for; for one alone is only a glass half-filled without the other. If you do not fight for Truth, you become part of the reason why the world is loaded with so many problems — that will only continue to grow. If you do not fight for freedom for all of mankind, all of mankind will be void of Truth. This is the delicate irony. Everything is connected. Every immoral act is connected to the greater evil, and every oppressed nation is being chained by the majority that do not act to free them.

Suzy Kassem

THE CORRECT MEANING OF THE WORD ‘MEEK’

In addendum to the above, I would like to share some words from years ago on the word ‘MEEK’.

One word that has been poorly defined by dictionaries and priests is the word ‘meek’. The word has been defined in several ways: righteous, humble, teachable, and patient under suffering, long suffering willing to follow gospel teachings; an attribute of a true disciple. This is not completely true. There is a secret a person with great knowledge discovers along the path to truth. That is, the more doors you open to the mysteries, or sacred knowledge, the smaller you feel. And because you begin to feel smaller and smaller until your ego disappears, the more humble you become. Therefore, any man who behaves arrogantly with what little he knows, or claims to know all, only reveals to all that he really knows nothing. Real greatness does not reside inside those who feel large. The truly wise are meek. Yet being small and meek do not make one weak. Arming oneself with true knowledge generates strong confidence and a bold spirit that makes you a lion of God. The Creator does not want you to suffer, yet we are being conditioned by society to accept suffering, weak and passive dispositions under the belief that such conditions are favorable by God. Weakness is not a virtue praised by God. How could he desire for you to be weak if he tells us to stand by our conscience? Doing so requires strength. However, there is a difference between arrogance when inflating your ego, and confidence when one truly gets closer to God. One feels large, while the other feels small. Why? Because a man of wisdom understands that he is just a small pea in a sea of infinite atoms, and that in the end — we are all connected. And did you not know that the smaller a creature is, the bolder its spirit?

Suzy Kassem


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Destiny is Manifested Only Through Action - Suzy Kassem



Here is a collection of thoughts that have already been shared on my blog in the past, but I am stitching them all together since they all share a common theme.

You may have control of your life, but you cannot control your environment. You cannot control the economy, trends, family circumstances, accidents, unexpected expenses, and the weather of life. You cannot control other people and their moods, personal situations, or issues. You cannot control biases or changes in your industry of choice. You cannot even control jealousy and envy in others. However, you can control your own STRENGTH to get back up and START AGAIN.

Destiny is manifested only through action. You cannot be the captain of your own destiny, only the sailor, because we cannot control external influences that may alter the stability or direction of our ships. Once you understand this basic principle, you won't be so hard on yourself when things don't go your way. If man could write his own fate, he would have designed his journey to be without obstacles. Yet all obstacles come with valuable lessons designed just for you and only you. Suffering is imposed on us time and again so that one day we would become brave wise masters. Faith keeps our ships moving, while empathy and the memories of our experiences lead to wisdom.

Keep creating new chapters in your personal book and never stop re-inventing and perfecting yourself. Try new things. Pick up new hobbies and books. Travel and explore other cultures. Never stay in the same city or state for more than five years of your life. There are many heavens on earth waiting for you to discover. Seek out people with beautiful hearts and minds, not those with just beautiful style and bodies. The first kind will forever remain beautiful to you, while the other will grow stale and ugly. Learn a new language at least twice. Change your career at least thrice, and change your location often. Like all creatures in the wild, we were designed to keep moving. When a snake sheds its old skin, it becomes a more refined creature. Never stop refining and re-defining yourself. We are all beautiful instruments of God. He created many notes in music so we would not be stuck playing the same song. Be music always. Keep changing the keys, tones, pitch, and volume of each of the songs you create along your journey and play on. Nobody will ever reach ultimate perfection in this lifetime, but trying to achieve it is a full-time job. Start now and don't stop. Make your book of life a musical. Never abandon obligations, but have fun leaving behind a colorful legacy. Never allow anybody to be the composer of your own destiny. Take control of your life, and never allow limitations implanted by society, tell you how your music is supposed to sound — or how your book is supposed to be written.

And lastly, our hearts resonate at the same frequency as the earth and the universe. Therefore, we are all valuable instruments in the orchestration of the world and its harmony. We must always be aware of the vibrations we emit individually and collectively. Always be in command of your music. Only you can control and shape its tone. If life throws you a few bad notes or vibrations, don't let them interrupt or alter your song.

Suzy Kassem (c) Writings from 2002-2010

I Do Not Use Social Media

I stopped using my personal Facebook accounts at the end of 2015, and quit using my public profile a couple years ago. I have never used Instagram, LinkedIn or Twitter. However, I do use my phone to stay in touch with friends and family, and do post on this blog and my Wordpress from time to time.

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Seasons of Life

Life Poetry Suzy Kassem


SEASONS OF LIFE

Sometimes I fall
And feel myself slowly wilt and die,
But then I suddenly spring back on my feet
To go play in the sun outside.
I am no different than the weather,
The planets or the trees;
For there do not always have to be reasons
For the seasons turning inside of me.
The magnetism that swirls
In the sky, land, and sea
Are the exact same currents found twirling
In the electric ocean within me.
I am a moving vessel of energy.
And if my emotions do not
Flow up, down,
Within and around,
Then I am not alive.


Suzy Kassem

Will You Dance With Me

Suzy Kassem Poetry

WILL YOU DANCE WITH ME

As we stand here,
Hand in hand,
 Under the neon lights
of Truth and Love.
I'm asking you to
Dance with me.
To twirl,
Kick,
Drop,
Jump,
And fly
With me.
Skidding and
Sliding across
The dancefloor of life,
I want you to
Glide with me.
Through the
Saddest and
Happiest songs,
The fastest highs
To the longest and
slowest lows,
I want you to
Flow through
Them all
With
Me.


Suzy Kassem


Expressions of Affection

Expressions of Affection by Suzy Kassem Poetry



EXPRESSIONS OF AFFECTION


If you should find a worm at your window sill,
Would you recognize it as a gift
From a bird that loves you?

And if you should find a dead bird
At your back door,
Would you recognize it as a gift
From a cat that loves you?

And if you should find a cat
Curled up in a basket by your bed,
Would you recognize it as a gift
From a mother who loves you?

And whenever you should open your front door
To find an infinite garden
Filled with people of many colors,
Would you recognize these flowers as a gift
From a father who loves you?



Suzy Kassem

www.suzykassem.com

Life's Pitfalls and Amusements

When you keep hitting walls of resistance in life, the universe is trying to tell you that you are going the wrong way. It's like driving a bumper car at an amusement park. Each time you slam into another car or the edge of the track, you are forced to change direction. - Suzy Kassem

Scraps of Old Thoughts

BLESSINGS FOR 2016

I wish each and every one of you unlimited happiness, good health and prosperity in the new year and beyond. Allow your hearts to be driven by principle, not bias. Love, not hate. Unity, not division. The fire of your dreams, not the rain of your sorrows. There is hope over the horizon. Truth always rises with Time.

ONE, Forever and Always,
Suzy Kassem

Sun Unity Quote Poetry Suzy KassemWarrior quote Suzy KassemPoem quotes Suzy Kassem negativity

“A beetle will chase after an opening of light, while a cockroach will scatter at a crack of it. How are we so different from insects? Nobody is purely good or purely evil. Most of us are in-between. There are moths that explore the day and butterflies that play at night. Polarity is an integral part of nature — human or not human.”

― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem 

“Great people will always be mocked by those who feel smaller than them. Yet a lion does not flinch at laughter coming from a hyena. A gorilla does not budge from a banana thrown at it by a monkey. A nightingale does not stop singing its beautiful song at the intrusion of an annoying woodpecker. Whenever you should question your self-worth, always remember the lotus flower. Even though it plunges to life from beneath the mud, it does not allow the dirt that surrounds it to affect its growth or beauty. Do not allow any negativity or ugliness in your surroundings destroy your confidence or affect your growth. Always be confident and courageous with your truths and the directions set out by your heart. It is very normal for one ugly weed to not want to stand alone.”


― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem 

“Do not focus too much on the east and forget the west. And do not ignore the south, to speak for the north. What happens in the east has effects in the north, as the west has in the south. And do not focus on one species and ignore the other. Or love your father but ignore your mother, or love your sister but ignore your brother. Do not forget each other. We are all part of each other. We are all one.”


― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem 

“Whatever your passion is, keep doing it. Don’t waste time chasing after success or comparing yourself to others. Every flower blooms at a different pace. Excel at doing what your passion is and only focus on perfecting it. Eventually people will see what you are great at doing, and if you are truly great, success will come chasing after you.”


― Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

Embrace Your Transformations

Over the last ten years, I've watched people who were way up - crash and burn. I've seen those with good jobs suddenly lose everything. I've also watched those who were down - suddenly reach massive success. Just like the weather or bonds between lovers, nothing is constant. Not the moods of the sea, the planets or even death.

Transformations are a part of life. We are constantly being changed by things changing around us. Nobody can control that. Nobody can control the environment, the economy, luck, or the moods of others. Compositions change. Positions change. Dispositions change. Experiences change. Opportunities and attitudes change. YOU will change. Never say never unless you can predict the future. Do not only remember people when you are down. Be good to others and always give to others when you can. Every man will fall at some point in their life. But do remember, you are a reflection of the universe and every man experiences the seasons within. Meaning, you will fall many times, but also spring back up. You will have sunny days, but also many bad days where you feel like dying. You never know when you will need help, and help will only remember you if you were good to them when you were UP. Not a singe wave is constant. You are no different. You are like music, a moving composition of vibrations and waves. You will experience happiness, sadness, pain and loss many times. Just learn to enjoy the music and never take setbacks too seriously. They are only temporary. And whenever you do fall , just remember that spring is just around the corner. - Suzy Kassem

The Naked Heart

Giving Poem Suzy Kassem


THE NAKED HEART

FROM WOMB TO TOMB,
THERE CAME AND WENT -
ONLY YOU.
POOR OR RICH,
YOU WILL DIE WITH
ONLY YOU.
ALL THE WEALTH YOU HARVEST
IN THE LIVING,
WILL GO TO OTHERS WHEN YOU ARE DEAD.
BUT THE TRUE TEST OF A LION OF GOD -
IS TO KEEP GIVING WITH YOUR OWN HANDS,
BEFORE YOU REST IN YOUR FINAL BED.

SUZY KASSEM

“THE NAKED HEART” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 1994 - 2015. All rights reserved.

O Heavenly Child

O Heavenly Child Poetry Poem
  
O HEAVENLY CHILD


O Heavenly Child,
Do not get on your knees to pray to me.
Instead stay on your feet,
And do as I would do in place of me.

O Heavenly Child,
I have blessed you with many treasures
That only the most purehearted already know;
My fruitful garden is vast and without measure,
And in your own body,
I have planted metals of
Copper, silver and gold.

O Heavenly Child,
You chant my name but have forgotten me.
I do not want your verses,
Or the coins from your purses,
But for you to love and embrace each other,
To uphold truth, justice and peace -
And to respect your father and mother,
Fellow sisters and brothers.

O Heavenly Child,
My messengers are as limitless as the fish in the sea.
They come in all colors, regions, languages and creeds.
But their message is one and the same, don't you see?
I only wish to unite all my children under
One family tree.

O Heavenly Child,
Do not massacre my creations or destroy my art,
Do not spill blood in my garden or you will break my heart.
I have given you and every nation everything man could ever need,
But you have manipulated and corrupted my message
To feed your egotism, selfishness and greed.

O Heavenly Child,
Do not forget that I am here, there and everywhere.
The birds are my eyes and the air is my ears.
And as you sleep, your heart and soul rest naked before me;
I can drink from the rivers of your thoughts,
And even feel the wetness of your tears.

O Heavenly Child,
The stories you have concocted in my name anger me;
For I would never instigate war between brothers,
Or encourage tribes to harbor resentment towards one another.
I prefer the man who loves over the one who hates,
And the man who spreads kindness and knowledge
Over the one who spreads lies, fear and
Misuses my name.

O Heavenly Child,
Do not recite words to show you know and love me;
For I already put my breath and light inside you.
Instead, put truth in your every word and action,
And always let your conscience steer and
Guide you.



SUZY KASSEM


“O HEAVENLY CHILD” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 1994 - 2015. All rights reserved.

A Nation's Greatness Depends On Its Leader



To vastly improve your country and truly make it great again, start by choosing a better leader. Do not let the media or the establishment make you pick from the people they choose, but instead choose from those they do not pick. Pick a leader from among the people who is heart-driven, one who identifies with the common man on the street and understands what the country needs on every level. Do not pick a leader who is only money-driven and does not understand or identify with the common man, but only what corporations need on every level.

Pick a peacemaker. One who unites, not divides. A cultured leader who supports the arts and true freedom of speech, not censorship. Pick a leader who will not only bail out banks and airlines, but also families from losing their homes -- or jobs due to their companies moving to other countries. Pick a leader who will fund schools, not limit spending on education and allow libraries to close. Pick a leader who chooses diplomacy over war. An honest broker in foreign relations. A leader with integrity, one who says what they mean, keeps their word and does not lie to their people. Pick a leader who is strong and confident, yet humble. Intelligent, but not sly. A leader who encourages diversity, not racism. One who understands the needs of the farmer, the teacher, the doctor, and the environmentalist -- not only the banker, the oil tycoon, the weapons developer, or the insurance and pharmaceutical lobbyist.

Pick a leader who will keep jobs in your country by offering companies incentives to hire only within their borders, not one who allows corporations to outsource jobs for cheaper labor when there is a national employment crisis. Choose a leader who will invest in building bridges, not walls. Books, not weapons. Morality, not corruption. Intellectualism and wisdom, not ignorance. Stability, not fear and terror. Peace, not chaos. Love, not hate. Convergence, not segregation. Tolerance, not discrimination. Fairness, not hypocrisy. Substance, not superficiality. Character, not immaturity. Transparency, not secrecy. Justice, not lawlessness. Environmental improvement and preservation, not destruction. Truth, not lies.

Most importantly, a great leader must serve the best interests of the people first, not those of multinational corporations. Human life should never be sacrificed for monetary profit. There are no exceptions. In addition, a leader should always be open to criticism, not silencing dissent. Any leader who does not tolerate criticism from the public is afraid of their dirty hands to be revealed under heavy light. And such a leader is dangerous, because they only feel secure in the darkness. Only a leader who is free from corruption welcomes scrutiny; for scrutiny allows a good leader to be an even greater leader.

And lastly, pick a leader who will make their citizens proud. One who will stir the hearts of the people, so that the sons and daughters of a given nation strive to emulate their leader's greatness. Only then will a nation be truly great, when a leader inspires and produces citizens worthy of becoming future leaders, honorable decision makers and peacemakers. And in these times, a great leader must be extremely brave. Their leadership must be steered only by their conscience, not a bribe.

Suzy Kassem  
12/4/2015

The Tree of Life

Sun Poetry Suzy Kassem


THE TREE OF LIFE

The sun is rising,
And the ether dance at the first sight of his light,
As he ascends like a phoenix from the ashes of morality,
His luminous rays form the magnificent tree of life.
He springs up from the east,
Spreading his long arms like branches,
Over the horizons of milky meadows and open seas,
Extending his wings to embrace all living things.
He walks on water and grazes through fields,
Pouring his butter like honey to feed the Earth.
Towering over all of creation,
He who is the lamp of the universe,
The power source of all life.
And in his truth and light,
Everything becomes aroused
Like a flower,
And everything is given
Sight.

Suzy Kassem



“THE TREE OF LIFE” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 1994 - 2015. All rights reserved.

Dangerous Medicine

Healthcare poems medicine poems


DANGEROUS MEDICINE

Back in the day, the physician
Cut off the foot of a patient
To prevent a fatal infection.
And today, the physician
Prevents an infection with the use of
A questionable injection.
Not a single needle works on all patients the same way,
Because many may suffer an adverse reaction.
To immunize or to vaccinate,
Both are separate actions with different intentions.
But today's medicine is far more dangerous than ever before,
More so than when treatments were considered
Nonsensical or violent.
Because the selfish interests of
Aggressive healthcare giants,
Weigh more to the physician –
Than ethically choosing
The very best treatments
For his clients.


Suzy Kassem

“DANGEROUS MEDICINE” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 1994 - 2015. All rights reserved.

Triads

Triads, Things in three, trios, triplets, threes, suzy kassem poetry


TRIADS

One,
Two and three
Three, six and nine
Hear, speak and see
Ears, mouth and eyes
Soul, heart and mind
Man, woman and child
Father, husband and son
Cobalt, nickel and iron
Days, weeks and months
Core, mantle and crust
Water, light and dust
Me, you and us
Sky, land and water
Mother, wife and daughter
Maiden, Matron, and Crone
Skin, flesh and bone
Baby, adult and senior
Morning, afternoon and evening
Beginning, middle and end
Hour, minute and second
Akhet, Peret and Shemu
Red, yellow and blue
Conscience, reason and ego
Mirror, sword and jewel
Jupiter, Neptune and Pluto
Small, medium and large
Past, present and future
Venus, Jupiter and Mars
Tall, average or short
Yesterday, today and tomorrow
Sun, moon and the earth
Pleiades, Sirius and Orion
Snake, lamb or lion
Inflammation, repair and remodeling
Electrons, protons, and neutrons
Renewable, fossil or atomic
Gold, silver and copper
Solid, liquid or gas
Physical, spiritual and mental
Happy, angry or sad
Love, wisdom and happiness
Hatred, ignorance and fear
Faith, hope and charity
Apathy, delusion and greed
Compassion, frugality and humility
Truth, justice, and equality
Creation, preservation and destruction
Knowledge, power and protection
Distract, deceive and divide
The truth, the interpreter and the lie
Control, manipulate or hide
The Way, the Truth and the Life
Encoding, storage and retrieval
Memorize, understand and apply
Thinking, feeling and doing
The mind, the emotion and the will
Thought, word and deed
The breath, the word and the key
The One, the Thought and the Soul
The Father, the Son and the Holy spirit
Osiris, Isis and Horus
God, Mary and Jesus
Zeus, Athena and Apollo
Brahma, Vishnu and Shiva
Criosan, Biosena, and Seeva
Yuqing, Shangqing and Taiqing
The ka, the ba and the akh
Karma, bhakti and jnana
Vata, Pitta and Kapha
Alpha, beta and gamma
Nefesh, ruach and neshamah
Khufu, Khafre, and Menkaure
Hell, the middle world and Nirvana
Naam Japna, Kirat Karni, and Vand Chakna
The Buddha, the Dhamma and the Sangha
Kamaloka, Rupaloka and Arupaloka
Huitzilopochtli, Tlaloc, and Tezcatlipoca
The celestial, ethereal, and elemental
The cerebrum, cerebellum, and the stem
Al-Alim, Al-Wasse‘e, Al-Qadeer
The head, the thorax, and the abdomen
Omniscience, omnipresence and omnipotence
The innercosm, microcosm and macrocosm
Generation, degeneration and regeneration
Calcination, dissolution and separation
Intent, consent and action
Lust, attraction and attachment
Man, Nature, and the universe
Heaven, human and earth
The stigma, style, and ovary
Salt, sulfur and mercury
Heart, blood and vessels
Life, freedom and shelter
Light, water and seed
Light, life and heat
Carbohydrates, fat and protein
Words, time and opportunities
The head, trunk and limbs
The root, the third and the fifth
Man, animal and plant
Length, depth and width
Tropical, temperate, and polar
Stellar, lunar and solar
Eros, Philos and Agape
The mysteries, swan and lake
Electromagnetic, potential or kinetic
Sunrise, day and sunset
Initiated, passed and raised
Year, month and day
Apprentice, Fellow and Master
Birth, life and the Hereafter
The prophet, priest and king
The magician, priest and physician
One God, One Truth, One Point of Freedom
Melody, harmony and rhythm
Birth, life, and rebirth -
Conception, life, and death
Gold, frankincense and myrrh
Labor, delivery and the placenta
Weight, height and age
The pupil, teacher and sage
Purpose, destiny and fate
Or the lesson, test and
The grade.


TRIADS, COPYRIGHT 2014, SUZY KASSEM. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.


One But Many

Unity Poem Suzy Kassem



ONE BUT MANY

One God, many faces.
One family, many races.
One truth, many paths.
One heart, many complexions.
One light, many reflections.
One world, many imperfections.
ONE.
We are all one,
But many.
 
 
ONE BUT MANY, COPYRIGHT 2011, SUZY KASSEM. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

The World as an Ice Cream Store



From now on, try to look at the world as if it were a gigantic ice cream store. What makes it so great is that it contains a combination of so many unique flavors, and this is why people love it so much. If you want to keep enjoying all the ice cream, we all have to take part in preserving and maintaining 'the store'. United, we have to make sure that it never gets robbed or destroyed, and to protect it from greedy crooks who want to brand and monopolize certain flavors, and eliminate those that compete with them.

Our job as devoted protectors of our universal ice cream store is to make sure that no one group tries to control it, and that there is always enough cream for everybody all around. There is no such thing as 'cream only for the cream', or 'the best cream only for this or that team'. We have to stick together and melt together. Or else, there will be no peace. - Suzy Kassem

Song of the Star

Star Poem Suzy Kassem
SONG OF THE STAR


I am nothing but
Oxygen and hydrogen,
A luminous sphere of plasma
Held together by helium and gravity,
And like a balloon I float on earth,
Waiting to be released back into the sky,
Waiting to go back in the reverse direction
From which I came,
Traveling through a warm tunnel of light,
And out into a dark, cold abyss
Where I shall explode into a thousand pieces.
I will leave behind my body,
Just like air abandons the skin of
A shattered balloon,
And the magnetic dust that carries my
Heart and spirit will lift us back
To congregate and shine
With the stars.
Home again,
In the fluorescent
Kingdom of the constellations,
I will once again be called by
My soul’s true name.
And my heart,
It will flicker again,
With every memory
From its many
Lifetimes,
And with every wish
Made by a child.

Suzy Kassem
 
 
CHILDREN OF THE STARS 
I am nothing but oxygen and hydrogen. A luminous sphere of plasma held together by helium and gravity. And like a balloon I float on earth, waiting to be released back into the sky. Waiting to go back in the reverse direction from which I came. Traveling through a warm tunnel of light, and out into a dark, cold abyss where I shall explode into a thousand pieces. I will leave behind my body, just like air abandons the skin of a shattered balloon. And the magnetic dust that carries my heart and spirit will lift us back to congregate and shine with the stars. Home again, in the fluorescent kingdom of the constellations, I will once again be called by my soul’s true name.

Windows of a Burning Heart

A mother grieving the loss of her son to war:  

War Poetry War Mothers Suzy Kassem



 WINDOWS OF A BURNING HEART

Tormented by the flames of agony,
The woman pulled at her hair
And slapped her face a thousand times,
As streams of fire poured out of her eyes
And rolled down her cheeks
Like lava seeping from a volcano.

She screamed at Fate for taking her baby,
For bringing intruders to her door,
For dropping bombs from the skies,
For destroying hospitals and schools,
And for creating casualties of war
Out of innocent non-participants.

She howled alone in the dark,
But nobody could hear her,
For the wind outside was also mourning,
Sucking and blowing along the ash-ridden streets;
As it carried away the screams of
The souls of the dead,
And swept up all traces of their
Essence.

And when the wind pounded on her door
Telling her to let go of her baby,
So that it may take him along with the rest,
The woman's voice soared up to the Heavens,
As she relentlessly pounded her aching chest,
And plead to the angels to take her soul
Instead.

The fire crackling through her eyes,
Grew higher and higher as
Her screams got longer and harder.
She tore off her nightgown,
Tore off her sandals,
Tore out her mind,
Until finally, God put his finger to her throat
To end her suffering.
Then the woman suddenly fell still,
But her heart continued to burn
Like a hot brick of coal;
It continued to glow
With the final blow of her last
Breath.

She was staring at her last tear
When her soul left her body.
And her eyes were wide and distant,
Reflecting two windows of a torn home
With two empty fireplaces,
A damaged portrait of two flames of life
Extinguished by war.

"Windows of a Burning Heart” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2008,
Suzy Kassem. All rights reserved.

War Poem War Mothers

A son grieving the loss of his mother to war: 


LITTLE BOY WAR


He stands alone
On a vacant road,
Hands shaking from the cold.
His heart is aching from the untold.
Under his right arm
Is a tattered bag,
Which he holds tightly
As if it were filled with gold.
He’s just six,
Going on seven.
And it’s past ten,
Going on eleven.
He takes another toke
From his cowboy smoke,
And wishes he too
Could have died with his brother
And taken the ride to
Heaven.
His tummy rumbles and grumbles.
He feels faint and tries hard not to stumble.
His eyes scream with muted cries,
Too loud for his tired soul to conjure enough energy
To even mumble.
Little kid scared,
Alone in the middle of a war zone somewhere,
Past curfew and without a clue
As to what to do or to go where.
He is just standing there with
A shark’s glazed and
Lifeless stare.

And yet,
His eyes reveal a whirlpool of disaster,
Just another tragic kid
Who can’t help growing up any faster.
The streets are dark and it’s just him,
Standing in the shadow of a blinking ATM.
He now thinks of his worn mother,
And how she once took his torn shirt
And lovingly sewn its hem back together.
He never understood
Why she had always told him:
“Buckle your sandals!”
She used to call,
“Buckle them good
So you walk right and
Stand taller than them all!”
So why did he feel so small?
And why does he feel like he’s about to fall?
He kicks his little sandals
At the sand
Trying to understand
What Uncle Sam
And his freedom plan
Had done to his once beautiful land.
Babylon is crashing.
In front of him, memories are flashing -
Rubble, ash, blood, and dust,
An empire once fueled with beauty and gust
Now buried under artillery, bones, and rust.

In the corner of his eye,
He sees a tank suddenly appear
He tries to focus on its lights
Like a lost and rampant deer
Then that chilling electric sound
Cuts and pierces through his ears
The tank stops.
A lady emerges from its top,
And examines the boy and sneers.
She asks him what he is doing outside by himself
And warns him that there are now new rules
That all must adhere.
But Little Boy War
Glares without
A drip of fear.
He swings his precious bag high up in the air
And cries,
“I’m not alone!
Look!
My mother is in here!”
I watched from a distance
Then turn away to disappear
My heart felt like a cold rock
And I couldn’t control my tears.
Behind my back
And in my mind
The little boy’s
Words echo forever
So loud
And clear:
“In here and always near.
Her hands and heart are right here!”


"Little Boy War” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2008, Suzy Kassem. All rights reserved.

Today and Tomorrow


Today and Tomorrow - Enemies and friends


TODAY AND TOMORROW

Today's enemies can be your friends tomorrow.
And today's friends can be tomorrow's enemies.
Today's opponents can be your allies tomorrow.
And today's allies can be tomorrow's opponents.
Today's partners can be your competitors tomorrow.
And today's competitors can be your partners tomorrow.
What you reject today, you could accept tomorrow.
And what you accept today, you could reject tomorrow.
Never say never unless you can predict the future.
Unforeseeable circumstances can make a rich man,
Poor -
And a poor man, rich.
And unpredictable experiences can also make
A good man, bad -
And a bad man, good.
Like the weather or bonds between lovers,
Transformations can never be predicted.
All energy transmutes one day or another,
In one way or another,
Either in its form or composition,
Or in its position or disposition.
Today will always offer new experiences,
And tomorrow will always offer new opportunities.
But if you heed to yesterday's lessons,
You can shape your present and future
To be filled with positive relationships
And beautiful blessings.

“Today and Tomorrow” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2003, SUZY KASSEM. All rights reserved.

The Conscious Human

Conscious Poetry Suzy Kassem


THE CONSCIOUS HUMAN

You are not just white,
but a rainbow of colors.
You are not black,
but golden.
You are not just a nationality,
but a citizen of the world.
You are not just for the right or left,
but for what is right over the wrong.
You are not just rich or poor,
but always wealthy in the mind and heart.
You are not perfect, but flawed.
You are flawed, but you are just.
You may just be a conscious human,
but you are also a magnificent
reflection of God.


Suzy Kassem


"The Conscious Human” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2015, SUZY KASSEM. All rights reserved.

In the Hands of Man

\Poem Suzy Kassem

IN THE HANDS OF MAN

He who creates a poison, also has the cure.
He who creates a virus, also has the antidote.
He who creates chaos, also has the ability to create peace.
He who sparks hate, also has the ability to transform it to love.
He who creates misery, also has the ability to destroy it with kindness.
He who creates sadness, also has the ability to to convert it to happiness.
He who creates darkness, can also be awakened to produce illumination.
He who spreads fear, can also be shaken to spread comfort.
Any problems created by the left hand of man,
Can also be solved with the right,
For he who manifests anything,
Also has the ability to
Destroy it.


Suzy Kassem



"IN THE HANDS OF MAN” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2015, SUZY KASSEM. All rights reserved.

Remember Your Greatness

Inspirational Poem Suzy Kassem
REMEMBER YOUR GREATNESS

Before you were born,
And were still too tiny for
The human eye to see,
You won the race for life
From among 250 million competitors.
And yet,
How fast you have forgotten
Your strength,
When your very existence
Is proof of your greatness.
You were born a winner,
A warrior,
One who defied the odds
By surviving the most gruesome
Battle of them all.
And now that you are a giant,
Why do you even doubt victory
Against smaller numbers,
And wider margins?
The only walls that exist,
Are those you have placed in your mind.
And whatever obstacles you conceive,
Exist only because you have forgotten
What you have already
Achieved.

REMEMBER YOUR GREATNESS by Suzy Kassem. All rights reserved.
Suzy Kassem poem poetry

The Key to a Wonderful Life

The Key to a Wonderful Life

THE KEY TO A WONDERFUL LIFE

The key to a wonderful life
Is to never stop wandering into wonder.
Because to live a predictable life,
Only fills a person with strife,
And such a person will always be wondering:
'What a limitless life could be lived beyond the lines?'
Such is a question a curious spirit would never sit and ponder.
So always pursue new ventures in your life,
And be willing to open doors to different light;
This is the only way to keep it magical and always filled with wonder.
Days will feel shorter, but your happiness will grow stronger --
Because living a life without curiosity and adventure,
Is a stale life where days only feel longer and
Longer.

THE KEY TO A WONDERFUL LIFE by Suzy Kassem. All rights reserved.

My Philosophy on Religion

 
THE PINEAPPLE AS A BLUEPRINT FOR THE STRUCTURE OF MANKIND

A pineapple is a compilation of berries that grow and fuse together. When joined, they create a single fruit. And within each eyelet, contains a location where a flower may grow. In other words, a pineapple is a geometric cone that connects many separate parts into one unified whole.

I see the Creator of all existence as the crown on a pineapple, and all religions of the world as the spiky eyelets -- where each eyelet symbolizes a different religion (or race) under the same crown. Each garden of faith may have different perspectives of God, yet every garden belongs to the same God.

To explain this further, we can look at the origins of the pineapple and the way it is eaten all over the world. Even though it originated in South America, the fruit has spread throughout Europe, Africa, and the Far East - the same way the exact same core beliefs found in all religions have traveled far and wide from the eye of the world. In Brazil, people like to grill pineapples. In India, it is added to curries. In America, we like to toss it in fruit salads or on pizzas. And in Mexico, it is dusted with salt and spicy chili powder. So the same way pineapple is served uniquely in every country, is how one belief system (or message) can be interpreted and served differently in different regions of the world. You can spice it up, add sugar to it, grill it, smash it up, fuse it with other things borrowed from other places (i.e. pizza/Italy) and make it your own unique brand. Yet in the end, no matter how your change it up or serve it, it is still a pineapple. And yet, even though the flesh of the fruit and its crown is obviously the same, some people will still convince themselves and others that what they are eating (or what they believe in) is different than others just based on how it is visually served. Metaphorically speaking, those who see can see "the pineapple" in all religions have done their homework by seeking knowledge and are on the right path to Truth. While those who still see bananas and cherries are lost. Seeking knowledge and truth are prominent tenets found in ALL religions of the world. Had one holy book contained the whole picture, you would have never been directed to seek knowledge outside of it.

SEPARATE PARTS OF THE ONE

The universe contains many planets which make it what it is - a unified system. In addition, our bodies contain many organs, and each part is congruent to a planet in our solar system. The universe we see out our eyes is a mirror of what is within us. This is what God meant by making man in his image. We are all made as a reflection of God and that reflection of him is within us. Furthermore, not only are all religions connected to the same Truth, or Cosmic Heart, but this concept is also mirrored in the pantheons of ancient religions, where each of the many gods simply represented one set of characteristics of the ONE. And in all cases, these many gods symbolized the planets, therefore mimicking the different parts of the universe and the ONE God's many mirrors (He Who is All). The structure behind all polytheistic religions of the past and present is one and the same. They are all built on the same foundation as Nature. The same way Islam has 99 names for God, where each name is simply an adjective describing God or an attribute, polytheistic religions worship the many characteristics of God by assigning a set of his traits to a god (planet), and then matching that planet to elements found in Nature. Yet in the end, all religions are worshiping the same entity. Nobody knows his true name, but replacement names given to him are only honorifics, adjectives, attributes, or symbolic in nature. Not actual names. For example, the Aramaic word for "God" in the language of Assyrian Christians is ʼĔlāhā, or Alaha. Arabic-speakers of all Abrahamic faiths, including Christians and Jews, use the word "Allah" to mean "God". Yet the word "God" is not his true name, and "Allah" simply means "The Only One to be Worshiped."

When I read religious books that condone the worship of many gods, I can tell those words are man-made, for the ONE TRUE GOD would already know that these many gods found in Ancient Greece, Egypt, and Hinduism are just different unique parts of him that make up his WHOLE. After all, God is "All-Knowing". So how could he not know this obvious truth? Divine geometry is built on this foundation, and it was he who designed this sacred formula replicated throughout Nature. Thus, I do not believe that God shuns the reflections of his many parts, so long as followers do not confuse them as unique entities to him, but that these parts are given images and names. And had mankind listened to the Creator when he advised his children to never create his image or give him a name, then humanity would not be so confused and divided in believing that every faith is worshiping a different god.

MAN IS NOT GOD

It was not God who created many different brands of religion. It was man. God only had one truth, one message. It was man who created many images and distortions of "God", thus creating barriers, and confusing all of mankind from seeing that his message is one and the same. This is what the "All-Knowing" true God wanted to prevent. Every religion in the world promotes the exact same morals, values, and virtues - and with a judgement system. Mankind could eliminate all the division and confusion in the world just by agreeing to collectively make the 10 commandments the universal moral system for all of mankind. After all, these basic moral laws are mentioned in all religions regardless of what they are called.

So if our value system is already one and the same, then why do we need to separate ourselves from each other by branding ourselves with the name of a religion? Do you really need a title to validate to others that you believe in the Creator? Why should any good man be judged by others based on his faith? Why can't he just be judged based on the weight of his heart and his moral character rather than a religious label? We are not sheep or cows. God didn't create fences for us or boundaries to contain our nationalities. Man did. God didn't draw up religious barriers to separate us from each other.  Man did. And on top of that, no father would like to see his children fighting or killing each other. The Creator favors the man who spreads loves over the man who spreads hate. A religious title does not make anyone more superior over another. If a kind man stands by his conscience and exhibits truth in his words and actions, he will stand by God regardless of his faith. If mankind wants to evolve, we must learn from our past mistakes. If not, our technology will evolve without us.

Once we can get all of mankind to see and promote our commonalities over differences, then we can also collectively and passionately enforce equality, truth and justice as the laws of every land. Then there will be stability, prosperity and true peace for all. If we do not, then language, religious, and cultural barriers will continue to prevent us from seeing that we are all ONE. Does a pineapple have to be called a pineapple in English in another country for an English-speaking person to know what it is? No. A pineapple has a different name in every country, but even a child can still tell its a pineapple. So why can't we judge mankind the same way? No matter how you dress a human, a human is still a human. And all humans grieve, love, and bleed the same way. How hard is it to see that we are all more similar than different? God did not disconnect mankind, man did.

By Suzy Kassem