Amber Blossom

Amber Blossom

Jacob Vinson


An amber blossom grows before my eyes
Attune with the shining of the autumn sun
Rising at dawn like a deep violin crescendo
Slightly wilted for lack of love’s nourishment

It smiles at me with a kind passion
Emitting its own light
Whispering at me with sweet pleasantries
Wanting me to come near
Needing to be healed

My pupils shrink with curious delight
Should I pick this flower or let it bask
In natures wondrous beauty?

Would it be better off with me,
With my broken heart its only shelter?

Could we cure each others scars,
As we lie under the open stars?

Oh, amber blossom, you intrigue me
Like no other flower before
You emanate a beaming radiance
That makes me want you ever more

If I leave, will our paths ever again intertwine?
Will I regret taking a different direction-
Regret not showing you affection?
That fear of these unknown truths
Tingles throughout my spine

I don’t want to taint your soul
For I am broken and weak
But just your soft presence
Makes my heart begin to speak-
Words filled with hope that can only come true
If I stay close to you

Oh, amber blossom
You are my world
We’ll grow together
A new life shall be unfurled

Full of contentment and splendor
Adventure and unending joy
You are so magnificent and desirable-
Rivaling Helen of Troy

Oh, amber blossom
Could it be true
That we’ll see every radiant sunset-
Every rising moon
Within each others delicate view?

Oh, amber blossom
Can it be so?
Do we belong together?

Only time will tell-
Only God can know

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Gifts with Strings

Moonlit shadows cross my view

As I dream in a pleasant place

Glistening bright with curiosity’s embrace

All thoughts of reality, I must erase

And fill my mind with pleasant times

I sleep with help from the doctor’s gift

A tiny pearl that soothes my soul

And leads me closer to an uncertain goal

Within a room with a tapestry of memory

As it fades within the pearl’s center

For a night of peace and comfort

Though I also know beyond my serenity

That one day upon the streets I’ll stroll

And the devil’s hand will take its toll

As the gift I thought pleased my mind

Turns into the monster I will find

As I look into the mirror and state,

Some gifts have strings attached

Some gifts are not free

Why me?


Break free from the strings that bind you

And never look back so they won’t find you

Live in a world with warming waves

That splash gently upon the human race

Refreshing your mind from the pearl’s grasp

And always emit a smile from your caring face

Cling to Singing Souls

Cling to Singing Souls

Jacob Vinson

Cling to singing souls

They are our last hope

Our only hope

That our lives do not wither away

For otherwise we would never sing

Never laugh or cry

Live only to die

Cling to singing souls

So that you may sing forever

In a symphony of life and death

After death there are no tears

No worries, or even fears

But nothing lives without hope

Hope that we all may cling

To an ancient soul that sings

And live forever, to sing and shout

Beyond time and space

Yet, I often wonder what will happen

Once I have completed my journey beyond life

Will I like it there, or will I want to go back?

Back to the place I was born, to do it over again?

Only time will tell if my beliefs will fail

But I will continue searching

For that one singing soul

That will show me the way

Through the clouds we will fly

Knowing that we are all connected

The living and the dead

Cling to singing souls

Respect the lives they once had

To one day dance among them

In abysmall fields of light

Make That Change

What do you see when you look in the mirror?

What do you see when you look in the mirror?

Man in the Mirror by Micheal Jackson

I’m gonna make a change,
for once im my life
It’s gonna feel real good,
gonna make a diference
Gonna make it right…

As I, turn up the collar on
my favorite winter coat
This wind is blowing my mind
I see the kids in the streets,
with not enought to eat
Who am I to be blind?
Pretending not to see their needs

A summer disregard,
a broken bottle top
And a one man soul
They follow each other on the wind ya’ know
‘Cause they got nowhere to go
That’s why I want you to know

I’m starting with the man in the mirror
I’m asking him to change his ways
And no message could have been any clearer
If you wanna make the world a better place
(If you wanna make the world a better place)
Take a look at yourself, and then make a change
(Take a look at yourself, and then make a change)
(Na na na, na na na, na na, na nah)

I’ve been a victim of a selfish kind of love
It’s time that I realize
That there are some with no home, not a nickel to loan
Could it be really me,
pretending that they’re not alone?

A willow deeply scarred, somebody’s broken heart
And a washed-out dream
(Washed-out dream)
They follow the pattern of the wind ya’ see
‘Cause they got no place to be
That’s why I’m starting with me
(Starting with me!)

I’m starting with the man in the mirror
(Ooh!)
I’m asking him to change his ways
(Ooh!)
And no message could have been any clearer
If you wanna make the world a better place
(If you wanna make the world a better place)
Take a look at yourself, and then make a change
(Take a look at yourself, and then make a change)

I’m starting with the man in the mirror
(Ooh!)
I’m asking him to change his ways
(Change his ways – ooh!)
And no message could have been any clearer
If you wanna make the world a better place
Take a look at yourself and then make that..
(Take a look at yourself and then make that..)
CHANGE!

I’m starting with the man in the mirror
(Man in the mirror – Oh yeah!)
I’m asking him to change his ways
(Better change!)
No message could have been any clearer
(If you wanna make the world a better place)

(Take a look at yourself and then make the change)
(You gotta get it right, while you got the time)
(‘Cause when you close your heart)
You can’t close your… your mind!
(Then you close your… mind!)
That man, that man, that man, that man
With the man in the mirror
(Man in the mirror, oh yeah!)
That man, that man, that man,
I’m asking him to change his ways
(Better change!)
You know… that man
No message could have been any clearer
If you wanna make the world a better place
(If you wanna m
ake the world a better place)
Take a look at yourself and then make the change
(Take a look at yourself and then make the change)
Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!
Na na na, na na na, na na, na nah
(Ooooh…)
Oh no, no no…

I’m gonna make a change
It’s gonna feel real good!
Come on!
(Change…)
Just lift yourself
You know
You’ve got to stop it,
Yourself!
(Yeah! – Make that change!)
I’ve got to make that change, today!
Hoo!
(Man in the mirror)
You got to
You got to not let yourself…
brother…

(Yeah! – Make that change!)
You know – I’ve got to get
that man, that man…
(Man in the mirror)
You’ve got to
You’ve got to move! Come on!
Come on!
You got to…
Stand up! Stand up! Stand up!
(Yeah! – Make that change)
Stand up and lift yourself, now!
(Man in the mirror)
Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!
Aaow!
(Yeah! – Make that change!)
Gonna make that change…
come on!
You know it!

This song is indeed about people suffering and the cruelty of the world, but it goes way deeper.  It says the only way that you can change the world is if to change yourself! Why is it that we care more about Paris Hilton in jail than the child soldier in Uganda? Why is it that it’s more important to watch the Grammy’s than to go on an AIDS walk? Ultimately, we have to face ourselves and change our attitudes for the world to be a better place. If we as a society were more sympathetic to others around us, if we put others first before ourselves, then with that, a change will occur.

You know it!
You know it!
You know it…
(Change…)
Make that change.

Man in the Mirror MP3

Winter Warmth

Cold is invading my temperamental shell as I fade in and out of consciousness. Winter has arrived, for the night at least. I don’t really mind the cold, but there is an unmistakable lifeless feeling that encroaches me when I think of the foliage, trees- almost nature itself- dying. It’s still beautiful though, the cold is. It’s something that can inspire togetherness. One warm body can warm another in times of chilliness, and it’s that simple transaction- from cold to warm, from lost to found, from unwanted to loved- that throws a little spice into the dreary mix that winter portrays.

The sun is slowly churning its way away from us for the season as the winter solstice approaches. It’s leaving us temporarily, but we will continue to search for warmth, just as birds do as they migrate across the country towards the South.

Scientists can’t seem to make or find perpetual motion, but all they have to do is look around. The universe in itself is always moving, and will continue to move until the end of our time. It exists in nature as life cycles as well. Harnessing perpetual motion is an impossible ideology that we created to try to soothe our wanting minds. We cannot harness the universe or the complete cycle of life, but we can observe these things and use what we observe to benefit us to the greatest extent.

A Shameful Seed

Harmony of the Worlds- Pt2


Respecting Nature and Fighting Corruption

By Jacob Vinson

These flowers are dying every day, just as the morals of society.

These flowers are dying every day, just as the morals of society.

On the exact second that we were born, the planets were aligned in such a way that they can never, in our lifetime, be aligned exactly that way again. With this alignment, on your exact moment of birth, there was a sort of “harmony of planets-” A “song” made just for you. It is almost like the song that defines your soul- an imprint that truly separates you from anyone else. Unfortunately, Kepler never went as far as to look beyond the rotation and orbits of a planet too see what tones a specific time period would create, but rationally it would take several lifetimes to do so. Still, his research has brought forth an amazing mixture of planets and sounds. It is beautiful to think that everyone on the Earth is bound to the planets and stars harmoniously. Maybe one day we’ll be able to listen to our own “Harmony of the Worlds.”

The shore is a beautiful precursor to the flowing ocean that basks in the hues of the day’s end- the same ocean on which the day is just beginning in faraway lands. Faint piano notes and jazz riffs waft in the air even though there is no real music around. Nature tells a story of its own; it sings its own songs and encourages you to ponder upon their meaning. How we interpret this is entirely up to us. I choose to symbolize nature with a song- one that flows into your ears, one that compels you, and one that challenges one’s inhibitions.

The earth itself portrays a sort of harmony– and essence– that some fail to see. Darkening clouds are being moved by the wind, shaking trees and vines. The mere sight or feeling of wind heightens everyone’s attentions. “What’s about to happen?” They may say- “Is is going to rain? I hope it doesn’t. Ugh!”

Why complain about something beautiful as the wind and rain? They are both parts of our lives that harmoniously keep us alive. They are strong components, and can’t be controlled by humans. This is not our world, this is nature’s world, and we have to respect that.

I hear all of the time about people dangerously riding out hurricanes and other wild storms. This is completely ridiculous. Our lives are more fragile than some of us would like to believe. It takes days for a hurricane to die down. It takes a millisecond for a human to die.

This reminds us that we have to learn to work together and try to make this world a better place, instead of ignoring the increasing dangers. A corrupt seed is growing- evil, hatred, and disrespect are all growing rampant, and frankly, it’s almost impossible to stop it. But, my friends- there is still hope, and that hope is you. Respect nature, don’t be afraid to snitch on the wicked and corrupt and money-hungry officials and thieves, but most importantly keep an optimistic yet aware mindset. I’m sure all of us agree that it couldn’t hurt to try to positively increase the health of society and nature. It may be a losing battle, but it is truly a noble one, and if I died fighting for these rights, I would die I happy man.

Please take what I’ve said into consideration. I’m only 18, but when I’m grown and married, I want my children to live in a world that’s even better than the one I live in now. It’s up to us…. It’s up to us.

Let’s do this. Let’s do it together… We can uproot this shameful seed we’ve sown. Here are some websites that can help lead us to the path of justice:

Thank you so very much for your time- please comments with your advice and/or other links that I can add to the blog. This is no game, this is war- a war that we must win- for the sake of humanity.

We have to uproot the shameful seed our past generations have sown.

Good luck and God Bless!



© 2008, Jacob Vinson — All Rights Reserved

The Joys of Reading

Pax Vobiscum, friends!

What? You say I am speaking in an unfamiliar tongue? Well, you would be correct. Pax Vobiscum means “peace be with you” in Latin. I learned this, as well as other Latin tidbits in my latest piece of reading.

Reading is a fun, engaging, and productive activity. It can take you away from the normal daily stresses that life throws at you while immersing your mind into a plethora of new words, new situations, and new characters. A book can give you exciting new topics to speak about with friends, but most importantly, reading gives you an opportunity to expand your mind in broad new horizons, perhaps allowing you to find unforeseen segments in your imagination that spark your inner beauty.

I am still a teenager, so I tend to like a different type of book than most adults. I still enjoy reading and connecting with fantasy related books. The glint of a sword rose high in the air, or the tension of a well-strung bow still captures the curiosity of my imagination. Stories of Celtic folklore, medieval battles, and forbidden love immerse me into the crisp pages time and time again.

My current read is the King Raven Trilogy by Stephen Lawhead.

Before you read- no worries, I am not telling you any more than the prelude suggests:

In the first installment, named Hood, Lawhead reimagines the tale of Robin Hood. Based on detailed research, Lawhead places the folk hero (whom he names Bran) in Wales in 1093, at a time when the land was under constant assault from the new Norman rulers of England. When Bran’s father, the king, is killed in an ambush along with nearly all his warriors, the land of Elfael is overtaken and its citizens subjected to great oppression. Though Bran should be king, he has lost faith (in both himself and whatever God he once knew) and decides to flee instead. Through agony and adventure, aided by a ragtag group of colorful characters, his sense of justice grows, along with his commitment to leading the people of Elfael and his creative strategies for dealing with the enemy. Lawhead examines questions of faith from both sides of the conflict, so readers see Welsh monks praying for deliverance and Norman rulers asserting their divine right to the land.

I am also finished with the second book, named Scarlet. These books are a true joy to read, and I am looking forward to the final book, which will be released in 2009. If you like good fantasy novels, you need to check out Stephen Lawhead.

If you are reading this, consider yourself lucky. Back in the 12th century, reading was only known by the high lords and priests of the land, as well as the few lucky who were taught in high society. Reading is now almost something we take advantage of. It would do an inquisitive mind such as yours good to start observing the magical world of literature- if not already doing so (and I mean more than occasional blog posts and internet rabble.)

🙂