Sal Godoij

Soulpunctures

According to Sal Godoij, a "soulpuncture" is every literary work that aims to stimulate the soul's energy.

Therefore, all poems, stories, comments, and ideas on this page are "soulpunctures."

It is the objective of this site (and of all Sal Godoij's writing for this matter) that every word said, sung, heard, written, or read punctures the soul and thus stimulates the soul's healing capability.


 

Souls
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Souls

I neither see politics, nor religions, nor nationality, nor skin colours in persons.

Before anything, they’re my fellow humans.

Therefore, I see their soul.

And I see their soul through their actions and through their words.

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A New Dawn
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A New Dawn

I woke up, and it was already a new dawn

My sorrows came down all at once

As bricks fall from a crumbling old house

Crumbling down from years of neglect

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Adrift Sailors
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Adrift Sailors

Trumpets are silent, the flags are at half mast in mourning, the nation receives its heroes, salutes them and places them in their tombs, their souls overwhelmed by ceremonies. And it has all been for the country, defending it, the land, no ground to give, they said.

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Prompts and Prayers
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Prompts and Prayers

See what’s happening?

 

I mean,

 

Are you getting somewhere with your conversations with God, for instance?

 

Now, if you come down to Earth, to our present time and all this technology: What are you learning from AI Agents, for example? What are you receiving from them?

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I’m With You
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I’m With You

I’m with you every moment that warms you

Every moment that refreshes you

I’m with you, like everything that’s with you

Every day

I’m the breeze, the wind, the storm

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Sick Tree
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Sick Tree

There was this tree growing in Paradise.

Creatures came to cover under its shadow

To nest in its branches

Its roots held firm and profoundly in the holy soil

Its leaves were permanently green and full in all seasons

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The Work of Man
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The Work of Man

If you have the chance

If you can see the Earth from afar

High up there from outer space

You will see a glistening blue globe

“A pale blue dot,”

A man named Carl Sagan once said.

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Good Friday
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Good Friday

A while ago, I wrote a book of eleven short stories. These stories explore themes in fiction, historical fiction, romance, and sci-fi.

At the time, I was thinking about the amazing array of themes and subjects a writer has, and so I chose to write a different story, which came back to me today on this Good Friday.

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I Was Born Free
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I Was Born Free

“I insist that I was born free, and keeping myself breathing is my most violent protest against this oppressive, unequal status quo.”

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At The End Of The Day
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At The End Of The Day

If whatever you know is enough for you to live a happy life, then you are a wise person.

If whatever you do is enough to make you feel satisfied in life, then you are a wise person.

If whoever or whatever you believe in is enough for you to go through life in peace with yourself, then you are a wise person.

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Paris 1968
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Paris 1968

« They can cut all the flowers, but they won’t prevent the next spring. »

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On Abscence
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On Abscence

Absence is the most felt quality of the human being. The emptiness at home when you return after the funeral of a loved one, the empty place, the empty chair, the empty side of the bed, the space in the mouth where a tooth once stood firm and white, the emptiness of days that go by without meaning, and the weeks, the months and the years.

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That’s Life
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That’s Life

You’re born

You don’t have a past

You’ve a present, but your present belongs to your parents

You’ve a future

Your future belongs to you

Then you grow up

Everything comes in one package at this stage

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A Kind Of Sadness
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A Kind Of Sadness

There is a kind of sadness that comes from knowing too much, from seeing the world as it truly is. It is the sadness of understanding that life is not a grand adventure.

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White Canvas
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White Canvas

A painter wanted to paint life as it is. He delivered a blank canvas.

A writer wanted to write a book about life. He delivered blank pages.

A philosopher wanted to talk about life with his disciples. He ended up alone in the classroom.

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Show Me Your Hands
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Show Me Your Hands

An angel of heaven came to me in my dream.

“Show me your hands,” he said

I showed him my hands.

“Your hands are clean,” he said

He started to fade away

“What about my heart?” I said

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The Believer
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The Believer

The first thing I learned was to speak

To pronounce the words coming out of my mouth correctly

It was taught to me; it didn't come from me

Then, I learned to name things

Everything has a name, I learned

It was taught to me. It didn't come from me

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Orphan Species
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Orphan Species

Are we an orphan species on Earth?

 

Some say there is no god; I might agree that there is no god, but upon a second thought, I say that a godless world can’t be possible. There must be a god somewhere to control our human appetites.

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On Pain
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On Pain

Some things, like memories, regrets, emotions, disappointments, physical issues, and many other things, we only know about their presence in our lives because pain signals their existence.

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