Looking at the wrong things

Man only looks at the wrong things, negativity is the order of the day. Always the wrong things, wrong things in the realms of the flesh, wrong things to the things we look, how we feel, the things we hear, the things we taste. All over, the wrong things, always and always.

Our seeing From the start of the day, instead of man looking and reading to himself words of encouragement, hope and faith, instead, the sound of the television will call, the tentacles of the phone will stretch to touch, man will have no other choice but to look and its all the negatives, and although a day of sunshine and joy and growth, gloomyness and chaos will be the course of the day. The one that overcomes the odds and steps out into the sunshine is faced with the filth of the day, the wrongs of looks from the evils that moves through the eyes of man. The evils that shapshifts itself through the flesh of men and women and feeds on the emotions of men to ruin.

The sinfull acts of men, acts that are meant to remain in the confines of bricks and mortar are laid bare to the ruin of others and to the innocents of minds. The feeling The wrong feelings, the wrong feeling, just the wrong feelings, although my topic may be, "looking at the wrong things", I would like to say, the way we also feel, this is a way, a looking. Our feelings, how do we feel in situations, these are easy, negativity is easy, the feeling of ill is easy, one will say, this is real, "I feel so bad about this" but the thing is, did we make that choice to feel so, yes we did, but we so easily chose to feel the worst and again, the slipping point to our demise, a demise we willingly chose.

The tasting Man likes the Sweet of things, things that we easily slide to, man want to eat the wrong things. Eating that affects to kill our innocent souls and the body we dwell in, man slips easily to the dark paths if death, although with a soft sounds of "do not" "Its not good" "not good for you" yet man willingly chooses the worst. The worst of foods, and not long, he opens his door to wormwood and Azrael, a path of no return begins at the the time it's not meant to. The hearing The wrong news, the sound of a screaming nagger, sounds of death sounds camouflaged as good sounds.

The wrong answers of an expecting good answer. These things are real, a battle that each and every individual goes through every day, but in all these things, we have a choice, a choice to hear or not to hear. That news from the doctor, the lawyer, the teacher, mother, father, brother and sister, yes it is bad, it is real but hear this, the reality of it depends on what you make of it, it is always your choice. The end of the matter Can we for once look at the right things, feel the right feelings, hear the right things and eat the right things.

These things are choices,choices on the path of life and sunshine. It may be hard sometimes looking to how prone we are to negativity sometimes and conditions we find ourselves in, but it's a battle all needs to will to win.

By Edwin Asiedu