Filling Holes In Vacant Lots

Eventually it always goes back to wanting to achieve in areas of your life that were too complicated in the past, I call it, “filling holes in vacant lots.” It is the constant digging of the hole we are so desperately trying to fill. It is one thing to know there is a level of greatness within you that is undiluted in its value but another thing to feel like the building of your temple is complete. Is it really ever complete? Is the home that lives and thrives inside of you ever designed so perfectly that no additions are yearned for?

Something More

For me there will always be something that makes me want to write my name on it. Something uninhabited that can be built from the ground up giving a feeling of filling holes in vacant lots. It is just the feeling of overcoming. So, I can never stop digging holes or should I say tunnels that fuel me. I like to make sure that the holes I dig are filled with the spirit of an overcomer.

I remember when that ground was bare. Now it has beautiful fruit trees and waterfalls. Now there are ballrooms and laughter. Now it is an ocean in which I surf the waters like a pro. Though there is always more to do, now isn’t there? It is about the feeling for me. Not the power, but it is such a powerful feeling you feel when working to overcome your own doubts and wants.

Complete Fragment

I understand that I am such a fragmented person although I am never truly broken. In the fragments I see possibilities of something beautiful. Once I see it, I want it. Discovery of “who I can be, for me” is what I am really digging and filling for. I try my best never to leave an empty hole. I know that something belongs there. A purpose.

It is funny because my heart refuses to write a complete sentence. Is the longing of the heart ever really complete? The answer is never complete because of the missing piece. Isn’t there always a missing piece at least more times than not? Which is why there will always be a vacant lot that needs filling. With so many empty lots there is never a reason to write my name on a hole that has already been dug and filled with another’s inspirations which inspired me to want to achieve. I can only and would only want to be an addition to a masterpiece.

Through The Mist Is Greatness

Believing that any concept is simply black or white is one of the biggest fabrications imagined. Believing that gray or grey can’t be defined is also a fabrication. Grey and Gray wishes to tell the whole story, whilst black and white wishes to convict, primarily convict the innocent. Why else would you accuse someone of stepping on your shoe and leave out the part of you forcing them to hop on one leg.

Achieving Overcoming

I think, what does this have to do with achieving, digging and filling yourself with the spirit of being an overcomer? Everything. No achievement comes without you fighting and grinding for it. The spirit of fear, anger, unbelief, jealousy will never welcome the spirit of overcoming. Overcoming is an independent journey within that can be journeyed together but cannot be carried. Overcoming produces and reproduces hope.

The panic and appreciation of hopes habitation is my validation and there is just something so powerful about a silent standing ovation. It means that everyone knows that you are more than just another rotation. You are more than your situation. There is no reason to be loud when you are the vibrant vibration.