‘Tested Hearts’

‘If you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything.’―Author Unknown

Tested Hearts
 
I tested them you know
to see how'd they flow
to see if their love would show
to see...if they were real
in gold
 
every, single one–
fell to the flo'
just hit it...out...sold
my little libido
love's true row
–they so easily
put it out in the cold
 
on me, they all rolled
put me on death row
for a popularity show
'she's crazy ya know'
–all for a people-pleasing fold
 
I tested the forceful in bold
just to tell myself–
'I told ya so'
 
easy...so very easy–
they'd made me the mold
for themselves...blame to unload
–without a second thought–
any love for me
to hold

Note: The photograph that accompanies this piece was taken October 15th after I asked David to prove himself again by sending me a daisy. I knew the spiritual world could manipulate technology by what they had already shown me in the previous photographs and by a message put on this website (I left them up) back in August. When I was reviewing this set of frames and noticed the daisy sun, it was a bow-the-head moment. This was also the day the Phoenix was sent over the water, to reveal new birth is coming. In this particular frame: The daisy sun, the promise made to me in the pink bubble and the ray of purple light: Jesus blessing the promise.

‘Mechanical’s Return’

The worse mark on the heart: Malicious intent: refers to the intent, without just cause or reason, to commit a wrongful act that will result in harm to another. It is the intent to harm or do some evil purpose.

 Mechanical's Return
 
I could tell you to heal
it doesn't mean–
I'm not gonna have to deal
 
I've been fooled by men, too–
saying they were real
giving me all the deep thrills
while kicking my ass
on the treadmill
–that looking-good-for-them
became a perfected skill
–to be honest–
that inside need of mine–
they never fulfilled
 
I've been lied to by family–
that bloodline...not sealed
it's the worse manipulative
battlefield–
I've ever saw revealed
–especially when your ex–
helps the overkill
 
it all adds up in life–
becomes the great ball
of surreal
'did that really happen'
you asking yourself
trying to peel
all those layers–
in betrayal's ordeal
 
you move, then move again–
time...trying to steal
just to keep the heavy pounding
in your heart...still
 
you forgive all of them–
a bit of goodwill
done...you wipe up–
every tear you spill
alone...you move about
doing the ordinary:
eat, dress, clean, pay bills
waiting for the phone to squeal
waiting for:
'I'm sorry'
'I was wrong'
'what was I thinking, please forgive me'
'mom, I'm so sorry...you were right'

 
but it never comes–
even when the total truth...revealed
you realize you're dispensable–
you've been repealed
all their shame–
placed on your head–
without having to drill
–for them...it was so easy
your whole life gone…killed
 
of course, I know what comes next:
it's all your fault–
they'll claim you had control
of the wheel
they'll demand you get down–
kneel
pray, get saved
to God†...appeal
they'll shake you down–
all done in freewill
–you were put on a platter
served up like choiced veal
 
yes, I could tell you to heal
your life...rebuild
stitch together–
all the parts of your quilt
then put it all behind you–
move forward–
on an even keel
 
but then...I'd be lying to you–
I'd be better off
buying you a cocktail
take you...get some pretty nails
put your hair in a ponytail
then get ready...do some blackmail
 
but then...you'd be no better
than that betraying cartel
you'd become just  a plain ole infidel
–your soul...so easy to sell
 
to heal...you yourself
has to...outright...deal
 
you gotta face truth–
you're not the jezebel
you're better than all they dispel
you're stronger, wiser–
ring, ring goes the liberty bell
but first–
you've gotta face the swell
all that shit that put you in hell–
you've gotta roll in its pungent smell
you've gotta cry, scream, yell
–get it all out
in movements of a snail
you've gotta face every detail
learn why...in came...the fail–
their destructive zeal
–not anything...for long
you can conceal
 
then you're gonna bounce–
that's right...bounce
all that pain–
you're gonna unveil
forward....
you're gonna willingly propel
–the chains of your forced jail
no longer for the regale
–no longer...you...for sale
 
after you popped those chains–
you'll realize you fucking derailed
all they tried to nail
on your pretty little fingernails
–you done exhaled
you put yourself in prevail
the mechanical tall-tell
–the tipping of the scales
 
you're gonna learn
–on your own–
you've done been rebuilt
they can't even drown you–
in the best of ales
they can't even go
to the court of appeals
or on you–
seek the navy seals
 
you've become the real
in deal
for you didn't just heal
you've become the truth–
of the kneel!

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken October 23rd, which revealed a lot through the spiritual world: the All-Seeing Eye (an interesting use of the gazebo to tell us that God sees all); the Dragon (The Dragon in Symbolization: The dragon, a legendary creature symbolizes protection, success, wisdom, loyalty, fearlessness, strength, balance, and immense possibility. Being the master of all four elements of Fire, Water, Earth, and Wind, it also embodies primordial power. Details of the Power Primordial Force is the primordial energy that originated everything – reality, time, space, life, death, matter, energy, and every possible and impossible concept existing and non-existing in the omniverse, from a single particular to the infinite  omniverse….God revealing His power and that He is over everything); the cross, God’s use of His energy through the orbs; faces and images of those present…spirits; and the earth’s change coming. In this particular photograph, the All-Seeing Eye; the promise made to me in the pink bubble; and Jesus’ love or presence showing through in the purple light.

(January 6, 2020)―This morning: Write from the heart today. I was empty then full…thinking about the things people will do and say when they have a mark on their heart labeled: Malicious Intent. These thoughts that I write about today started yesterday with me taking myself out for dinner and listening to hypocrites talk about segregated pre-planned housing and how they didn’t want to mix with other people’s traditions and cultures.

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‘The Adjunct’

Jesus speaks.

 The Adjunct
 
it is written
time and time again
to be faithful
to listen to the words

of the Lord†
but pillage continues
false gods are still in place
My† people still misplaced

 
they wreaked My† lineage
they seized My† Father's† house
where, O where are you
gentle souls–
who rest in the Lord†
seek refuge in Me†
humble yourself before Me†
I will guide you
I will remove the fools

 
bow down and pray
mercy will be yours
come to Me† and seek
change your ways
violence is coming
He† is angered
His† hands are drawn

 
you can't fight His† wrath
you can't mellow His† anger
bow down, seek Me†
there are wondrous things

on earth
to keep it–
you must save it
all the gold and silver

won't do
it's inside you
the place of refuge
open your hearts
clear your minds

 
it's time to change
His† angered hand is coming
His† wrath will decide
–hold comfort in My† name
listen and hear
have glory in the Father†
for He† is the vessel
all who comes into Me†
will open to Him†

 
blessed is the kingdom
forever and ever
in the Lord's, Jesus the Christ†, name
humble and praise
with My† brothers and sisters
amen
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‘A Bid for the People’

‘You aren’t to pillage and force My covenant! Each person has to find Me and My Son on their own. PLANT SEEDS. Be graceful….’Another Direct Message from God!

 A Bid for the People
 
I have sat here, my Lord†
wrote psalm after psalm
read Your† words
over and over
heard every word
You've† sent
 
I pray they hear
I pray they open their eyes
I pray their hearts heal
 
have mercy on them, O Lord†
show those who know You†
the way
show them Your† grace–
through Your† Son, Jesus the Christ†
give them salvation‒
for trusting in You†
keep them safe and secure
‒help them understand
Your† process
help them to remain
in Your† love
 
Lord†, there are many
who still fight against You†
they are still many persecuting‒
in Your† name
there are still many persecuting‒
because of Your† Son†
 
Lord†, bring Your† wrath upon them
‒awaken Your† mercy
for the people who honor You†
give them relief‒
in the new coming year
reveal to them Your† glory
reveal to them Your† splendor
 
my heavenly Father†
reveal Jesus the Christ†
‒His† love and His† salvation
reveal His† enemy‒
to those who seek You†
protect them in all ways
‒as the enemy comes to destroy
I know it's Your† hand‒
upon them
I know it's You† testing them
please, Lord†, be easy on them
for the enemy hates them
‒and they have remained
faithful to You†
 
my gentle, everlasting God†
in the wake of Your† coming wrath‒
pave the road to the kingdom's gate
for all those gentle hearts
who's day will arrive‒
without warning
‒release any pain that we see
awaken their soul's
to the kingdom's glory
 
in Your† coming vengeance‒
raise the children softly
they have done nothing wrong
‒for all those eyes opened
help them understand
the glory of Your† love
 
for those struggling in death‒
Lord†, please guide them
allow Jesus'† grace
to fall upon them
release the enemy's hold
on them
so they can purify their hearts
unite with Your† holy sanctuary
‒walk from the darkness
with upright, cleansed minds
 
oh, my precious Lord†
bless this land on all the earth
she is proof of Your† everlasting wonders
from the mountains to the plains
from the deserts to the seas
all the animals of the wild
all that lives in the sea
place Your† glorious hand on them
‒for their innocence
is beyond measure
 
Lord†, I know Your† unending power
I understand Your† pent-up anger
I've seen the coming storm
Lord†, the innocent fight evil
every day
they conquer deceit and manipulation
they survive the thieves, the rapists
and the murderers
Lord†, bless them‒
save them from their grief
help them understand Your† love
help them feel Jesus'† gentle arms
around them
 
my almighty Lord†
my eyes weep for the lost‒
their pride has consumed them
their idols have taken control
of their hearts
their politics mean more to them‒
than Your† strongest wrath
they have succumbed to their fall
as shepherds misrepresent You†
they have fallen to the glitz‒
of a shepherd's stage
‒to those leading them
from Your† truth
 
Lord†, I don't know how to pray
for them
I meet resistance
I meet anger and hate
I meet the words
of those of the world
‒who set my emotions
in a dizzying swirl
 
Lord†, condemn me at every turn
I can't force myself‒
to speak against them
‒their hearts are just weak
their strength has left them
‒they hold no guns in their hands
Lord†, their malice...are just results‒
from their own pillage
so, I give them to You†
they deserve Your† love
the most
‒for their suffering here on earth
is deep
they aren't the worse on earth
they're just lost‒
in their sea of grief
‒hand them over to Your† Son†
let Him† give them a shake
‒a chance for redemption
before Your† wrath
comes to shake all the earth
 
Lord†, be with all those suffering
in disease
their cross is their burden
‒man has egged on their pain
at no fault of their own
so ease their pain
put acceptance in their hearts
help them see the kingdom‒
which is more glorious
than all the earth
 
Lord†, my almighty Father†
bring Your† wrath
upon the true enemy‒
the greedy corporations
‒the very hand the enemy plays
we, Your† people are innocent‒
of the blood they shed
we, Your† people honor You†
‒unlike them
who deceive and manipulate
‒all for money
that does not last
 
Lord†, be with the true
silver and gold
that which You† created‒
to think of You†
to feel Your† love
‒in all these words I write
I pray for all Your† people‒
who stand tall in strife
who run towards, not away‒
terrors of the night
who aid the hunger, the weak
the suffering
who put others before themselves
who follow the truth of love
‒that of Jesus the Christ†
 
Lord†, humble us all
protect us in the sight‒
of Your† wrath
protect us after it passes
against the false
against the hate
‒all evil to come
help us see the true nature
of the heavenly kingdom
‒the throne that You† sit upon
 
all of this, my Lord†
prayers for the people
as a new decade
falls upon us
without seeing the truth
of Your† mighty hand
 
in love and devotion
to Your† Son, Jesus the Christ†
in true gratefulness
in Your† glory
‒this, Your† faithful servant
pleads to You†
for Your† people
forever and ever. Amen.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken October 23rd when God sent the first dragon, the All-Seeing eye, the cross in the sky, the daisy again, the faces and images of the spiritual world and the Dove, the sign of Jesus!

(December 31, 2019)—‘You aren’t to pillage and force My covenant! Each person has to find Me and My Son on their own. PLANT SEEDS. Be graceful. What is this attack on the Jew? Who gave you the right to take matters in your own hands? You are but a tiny spec in My eye. This is the Lord, Almighty, the One and only God. I put you on trial, you simple servant. Who gives you power to take matters in your hands? Did I pass on My glory to you? You are but a bug in My eye with your self-directed wrath. Look at your skin…does that tell you that you are My people? NO! It tells you you have skin. I will unleash My power on you, you small little bug. You are not listening to My Son. He will judge you accordingly. The scales are out. Hearts are to be weighed according to each’s pillage of another human being. Peace. How is you striking another human being peace? Who told you to do so? Who told you it’s My order to pierce another human being? Who told you you can condemn another human being? Peace. Love those near you. Listen to My scribe. You are not honoring My name. Come to My throne. My kingdom is mighty. Erase your sorrow. The vine is drying up and needs water. The hungry are starving, they need the good, best meats. I see the leopards deceiving My people. I see all. This is your One and only God. My Son speaks. Listen to Him. He is the only judge. He is the only judge. Do away with your condemnation. Strike yourself in the chest…all nations….strike yourself in the chest! Listen to words I have sent. My love outweighs My anger. My wrath will strike. Only My wrath! Your self-induced power will not save you. Listen or bid farewell.’ The Lord has spoken.

I saw a video with these young black boys attacking a Jew and the caption stated that this has been happening all over New York. This has been bothering me. There, clearly, on the video were these black boys doing exactly what was done to young black boys in the early part of the 19th century by another ethic group. This really bothered me.

I was led to Psalm 74 this morning. A spiritual training. God wants me to write this way. I have a hard time. But then ‘A Bid for the People’ came through with no problem. It’s not the writing I have a hard time with. It’s praying for the people. So, I was instructed to type in the Psalm first, the bolded lines are what I’m to discuss with you. Then I typed in the piece. I was about to start this writing when the above, what starts this commentary, came through. Yes, that is the word of God. That is His words and I can’t top them, so I’ll let that be the commentary.

Psalm 74 from the Old Testament, ‘Psalms of a People in Exile’

Prayer for God to Use Limitless Power to Restore the People—[A Maskil of Asaph] Why have You rejected us forever, O God? Why does Your anger smolder against the sheep of Your pasture? Remember the people You purchased of old, the tribe of Your inheritance, whom You redeemed―Mount Zion, where You dwelt. Turn Your steps toward these everlasting ruins, all this destruction the enemy has brought on the sanctuary. Your foes roared in the place where You met with us; they set up their standards as signs. They behaved like men wielding axes to cut through a thicket of trees. They smashed all the carved paneling with their axes and hatches. They burned Your sanctuary to the ground; they defiled the dwelling place of Your Name. They said in their hearts, ‘We will crush them completely!’ They burned every place where God was worshiped in the land. We are given no miraculous signs; no prophets are left, and none of us knows how long this will be. How long will the enemy mock You, O God? Will the foe revile Your name forever? Why do You hold back Your hand, Your right hand? Take if from the folds of Your garment and destroy them!

But You, O God, are my King from of old; You bring salvation upon the earth. It was You who split open the sea by Your power; You broke the heads of the monster in the waters. It was You who crushed the heads of Leviathan and gave him as food to the creatures of the desert. It was You who opened up springs and streams; You dried up the ever flowing rivers. The day is Yours, and Yours also the night; You established the sun and moon. It was You who set all the boundaries of the earth; You made both summer and winter. Remember how the enemy has mocked You, O Lord, how foolish people have reviled Your name. Do not hand over the life of Your dove to wild beasts; do not forget the lives of Your afflicted people forever. Have regard for Your covenant, because haunts of violence fill the dark places of the land. Do not let the oppressed retreat in disgrace; may the poor and needy praise Your name. Rise up, O God, and defend Your cause; remember how fools mock You all day long. Do not ignore the clamor of Your adversaries, the uproar of Your enemies, which rises continually.—Psalm 74

Notes: My explanations will be brief. Hearing the Lord has startled me a bit.

They burned Your sanctuary to the ground; they defiled the dwelling place of Your NameAfter Jesus, this sanctuary became the heart. Before this, the sanctuaries build were symbols of what was to come. His sanctuary now is being pillaged and disrespected beyond reason.

How long will the enemy mock You, O God?remember how fools mock You all day long….The statement used twice. Still today, they mock Him. I see it on social media. Now, another holy war is about to begin. No peace. They are all just fools.

Will the foe revile Your name forever?…people have reviled Your name….Twice. They still do. But twice as before, because they revile Jesus the Christ as well!

Revile: criticize in an abusive or angrily insulting manner.

Why do You hold back Your hand, Your right hand?…Jesus! This was said way before Jesus came. They had been waiting for Him for a very long time. He came and what happened?! Of course, He said that He came to divide not to bring peace. Still you don’t get that…look around…you are divided in more ways than half!

You who split open the sea by Your power; You broke the heads of the monster in the waters. It was You who crushed the heads of Leviathan and gave him as food to the creatures of the desert….For the THIRD day in a row, the Leviathan…the crocodile! Look at the photographs on October 23rd and December 10th. The first one there is no doubt that that’s the dragon. The second one…is it the Leviathan? Or are both the Leviathan? Is the Dragon and the Leviathan the same? After all, He did send the Avenging Angel as well! He wants you to decide. You should read His words in ‘Careful Watch’. The description of the Leviathan in Job will help you decide.

all the boundaries of the earth…Again, the world, the nations. Not just one particular people or place. All…YOU!

Do not hand over the life of Your dove to wild beasts;…That’s Jesus again. The wild beasts are those who killed Him. This also has meaning in my personal life…a message about the promise in which I will disclose, even if it takes years, to you.

Have regard for Your covenant, because haunts of violence fill the dark places of the land….He’s talking to YOU…His new covenant is with Jesus, not with YOU. You have to now go through Jesus in order for the Lord to make moves for you. Hence, the haunts of violence fill the dark places of the land!

Do not let the oppressed retreat in disgrace…Again, this is the THIRD day, this particular message has been sent. When His wrath comes, don’t run away. This is part of the visions. He has shown and had me write in detail about what He knows will happen. His test: For all of us to change what He knows will happen. He sent the Visions to tell us He knows. It’s up to us to change. Hence, instead of getting into our cars and driving in the opposite direction when His wrath comes, we are to drive towards the strife…where all the bodies are, the hurting, the injured, the pillage. He wants the nations to come together and help each other! This is the large-scale version. The small-scale version is that we are to help each other in times of strife…the VINE!

This is all I have today. His words through David in ‘A Bid for the People’ had me overwhelmed, then His direct voice in the above message, has me weak and tired. I send my sincere Happy New Years to you. I hope that you move closer to Jesus and God and understand that your strife is for a reason. Read the words He has sent, and it is a LOT. There will be more words, more messages. We all need to be prepared each day for when His wrath comes. It’s coming. There’s no doubt. I pray that you focus on your own heart…invite Jesus in and know the difference between your test through the prince of the earth and God’s and Jesus’ answers. There’s a big difference. Humble. Let them work on you.

‘Laying It Down’ and ‘Tell Me, My Lord†’

‘…I am the gate; whoever enters through Me will be saved….The thief comes only in to steal and kill and destroy…’He is demon-possessed and raving mad. Why listen to Him?” (John 10:7-21)

 Laying It Down
 
these hands are up
accepting this love
come, gather round–
this joined-together vine
is all but enough
 
take this chalice
drink from the cup
–you brave little cub
this journey...not a strut
it's a slow walking
in rub
 
go on, take it...drink up
but be warned little bug
in will come...the judge
 
then they'll be the tug
some will come to bluff
–making the drink
a little tough
there'll be a bit
of obstruct
–some bumps and stuff
maybe a little more
in rough
 
you may have to shed
some blood
a time or two–
you'll be covered in mud
even some crud–
when you try to be a stud
–it's just a kick
in the butt
for being somewhat smug
 
don't worry...it's just Jesus† love
when things get too dicey–
He'll† unplug
give you a bit of a shrug
but not all-together...pluck
He'll† just help
through the hiccups
 
He's† patient...seeing
if you'll give up
watching you
with brotherly love
pushing you
to come out of thug
–understand the tug
 
go on, take it...drink up
–it's unconditional
and full of love
 
but there isn't any luck
and at times
you'll get stuck
in will come...floods
jitterbugs and fluff
you'll have to be
strong enough
decide differences–
that moonstruck stuff
and the real of love
 
no, it won't be easy–
so much will turn to muck
you may see handcuffs
even be awe-struck
by the wrong products
–just keep your head up
things will ease up
along the way
somewhat
 
it's your choice to drink up
the hard love
gets you through
the rough stuff–
when Jesus† wants
you healed enough

–once you get over the fluff
you'll see the true love
that didn't give up
on you...in a puff
‒that's the truth
of Jesus'† love
 

Note: The photograph taken November 9th is one of many. It is God’s energy. The orbs…changed into His footprint. You don’t have to believe me. It IS all the same. Maybe you should start paying attention instead of hanging on to hate and anger. God is sending you all of this because He loves you, not because He’s trying to trick you.

(December 29, 2019)—The ways of Jesus are simply amazing. He speaks to me when I’m troubled. I woke up around 2:30 a.m. after again laying down and saying, pretty much the hell with it all. I wrote about this man texting me. Horrible. I write about me being alone and how my family pretty much oused me out for their own sins. I write about how people don’t read these writings or even consider them to be true. I’m working on faith, except for the small signs I’m sent…like the text I received day before yesterday.

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‘Careful Watch’

‘…judgment and justice have taken hold of you. Be careful that no one entices you by riches; do not let a large bribe turn you aside. …’Job 36:16-21

 Careful Watch
 
He's† taken the chalice of my womb
sent it away
He's† taken the depths of my knowledge
stripped it and remade
He's† taken the love in my heart
succumbed it to death
‒strangled it in plea
forced me into bleed
 
He's† forced me to see man
the depths of his heart
from the agonizing of sin
as he pillaged my soul
to see breaks of beauty within
 
He's† taken my pride
emptied its glass
He's† smashed my vanity
revealed how beauty doesn't last
 
He's† placed His† hands on me
holding me down deep
'til all anger seeped
‒as on my bed...I selfishly wept
He's† forced me to see
depths of insecurity
every seam of my body
‒forcing me to look at it
in sincerity
 
He† strangled my throat
stripped me of my prideful-laden coat
He† put strips of silver in my hair
lowered my cheeks
‒keeping me from smiles
as I laid down to weep
 
He† sent rivers to my eyes
He† laced me with horrible scenes
‒revealing man's discrepancies
truth in what he denies
‒right before his very eyes
 
He† brought pain to my heart
as I listened to man's lies
‒lessons from He†
forcing me to see‒
the depths...inside of me
 
like the thunder in the night
He† forced me into fight
turning me inside out
struggling through a blind man's sight
 
He† waged His† war on me
taking me from a marsh, soggy land
to a desert's broken sea
He† swarmed me with locust
He† opened up the lion's den
devouring me down to bones
covered in a blanket of skin‒
not seeming my own
‒lost and unsure
of where I belong
 
He† singled me out
forcing me to see man's empty clout
He† filled me again with knowledge
put a strong whip in my hand
slashing a worded belt
pulling empty judgment
from man's mouth
 
He† forced my body in paradise
striping this mind
with His† roll of the dice
‒using my voided, naked body
as an eagle grips a helpless bunny
He† took my heart and mind
drawing out evil in kind
‒as I crossed every line
 
―†―†―
 
His† power is beyond
anything known to mankind
He† can force us to see
what He† wants us to see
He† can force us to hear
what He† wants us to hear
‒nothing is beyond His† reach
it all happens‒
for Him to teach
 
man thinks he understands
man thinks he's reached
the depths of God†
man throws:
'listen, we can teach you'
'listen, let us correct you'
but man is wrong
God† controls every song
His† whispers are louder
than the lowest of sounds
His† eyes pierce the thickest of walls
 
man can not teach
where God† instructs
His† knowledge out weighs
any man's scale
His† abilities are beyond
any notion of achievement
 
He† can bring you pleasure
endless treasures
then in a swipe of His† hand
destroy with a swift puff
of the sand
 
who can dispute
who can say they understand
 
who buries themselves in science
thinking they are in control
of their conscience
who can perform surgery
thinking they are in control‒
their knowledge is their own mastery
 
who can build their wealth
thinking they rule their money
thinking they outsmarted
the one and only Creator†
 
who bows down to statues‒
man's endless idols
thinking praying to them
will grant their request
thinking God† doesn't see
their devotion to idolatry
 
who controls industry
thinking they themselves
came up with the designs
came up with the formulas
came up with the ideas
who writes a book
who sings a song
who acts in a play
who plays an instrument
who dances a dance
who paints a picture
who mothers a child
who marries a wife
who does any type of art
‒any type of skill
thinking they rule their nest
thinking they are excellence
‒above all the rest
 
lost sheep
in a blind man's sea
‒not looking at the truth of He†
 
the Artist† of artists
gives you the heart
‒you have a responsibility
through this given creativity
 
He† puts it all into motion
from the slightest of movements
to the biggest of bangs
from the slightest of whispers
to the loudest of declarations
ALL...at the mercy of His† hands
 
—†—†—
 
SEE in ALL things‒
God† created
‒there is nothing
that does not belong to Him†
 
He† sends the good
He† sends the bad
 
ALL answer to Him†
 
who can say
tomorrow will be theirs
who can say
their lamp is good
who can say
they are seeing in careful watch
who can declare righteousness
through anger and hate
 
SPEAK UP! ANSWER!
 
He† gives knowledge
where knowledge is due
He† gives wisdom
where wisdom is due
He† will give, He† will take away
He† will veil‒
seal your mind
seal your eyes
seal your ears
when He† needs to move you
when it's time for you to prove
the depths of your heart
 
He† will send in hard love
He† will challenge the depths of you
‒see what lies deep in your heart
He† will shake you
He† will rattle you
He† will put before you
what your mind cannot conceive
 
when He† calls you
He† will seek you
when you turn on Him†
He† will darken you
until you answer Him†
until you blast open your heart
until you face your self
 
that's
that's
 
the mercy...God's† help
 
that's
that's
 
the reveal in judgment
‒the love of a Son†
coming in‒
 
for only then
have you opened your eyes
in careful watch‒
you see truth all around you
you become aware‒
those blankets in deception
that try to again steal you
‒absent is hate and angre's drool
for Jesus†, you become the fool
LOVE...LOVE is all around you
 
that's
that's
 
when true knowledge awakens
you become just a child
your Father† tested you
your Father† challenged you
‒you've learned...at last
how to win your prized key
 
by the force of heal
from wounds buried deep
‒what God† wanted you to see
destroying the shame
that kept you in captivity
 
that's
that's
 
when you are totally free
‒no fear to see
for you surrendered
to the ultimate Holy in See†!
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‘Grace in Age’

Competing with that young you when you get older is the worse thing you can do. Men…those not healed…that’s all they see. They don’t know the truth…at ALL!

Note: The photograph of myself taken in November is just to remind you that women in the 50s are not dead. Men make us seem that way because those of us with brains don’t stand by and accept the sins of men. Men, who aren’t of the Lord, don’t like that very much. They too much like their sins. I often told myself in the past that I wasn’t going to be single in my golden years, but, in the back of my mind, I knew I would be. A lot of the world’s men want a woman to be quiet and accept. Sorry, that’s not what God wants of me. I’m told I’m still young and that my day is coming. I trust. I still have faith that God is going to reveal to me what true love looks like. When He does, I’m going to boast in ways you never knew possible. At 50 years old, soon to be 51, when you see that boast, you’ll know God sent me a man who sees my heart and not a piece of ass. That there…that’s real!

Grace in Age
 
tightness of skin...loosens
as hands travel along...adding flavor
character...cleverness in soften
 
lines gather around eyes
tiny moments around lips
a woman's saddened endeavor
as makeup creeps in deep
it becomes a hopeless feat
bringing about smiles in laughing

'why go so hard to try?
this heart is better to see
than color-painted eyes'

 
a body struggling in thin
for a man's touch
a sexual needing rush
'why bother'...she laughs in sigh
boys will boys–
always seeking youthful toys
always wanting to see
something delightful, pretty
instead of looking in deep
where truth, real, maturity
really does seep
 
age comes in...no where to hide
accept all those lines
even if alone you lie
–a toy you'd rather not
a woman in truth...instead of deny
a better way to live your life
 
a gentleman will someday see
your aged look...enough...pretty
enough...sitting, talking with maturity
than a toying sexuality
 
those who left you behind
them, too...gain those lines
lost in a memory's time
of what 'use to be mine'

(December 12, 2019)—Growing old together. That’s what it is meant by a two. Seems so much has been forgotten by so many folks. A woman shouldn’t have to worry about being alone in her golden years, but man seems to have forgotten the most about what it means to be a two. Man has forgotten who God is.

Why is this? What happened to faith? ‘Grace in Age’…it shouldn’t be hard. Trust and forgiveness should be the solid foundation with Jesus and God at the head. I’m so tired sometimes of writing the same thing over and over again. I shouldn’t have to. But reading the Book of Isaiah tells me we haven’t much changed. The only way to get to God’s idea of utopia is to understand His process. Maybe, just maybe, more folks then will understand that growing old together is a joy and should be delighted in.

All you men who look at women as pieces of meat to be devoured then tossed aside, you aren’t going to fair very well when your body sleeps. I heard somewhere that it takes a good woman to get a man into heaven. I wonder: Who determines what a good woman is? In all that I’ve experienced, men see a good woman as one who makes him feel good about himself. Wrong! In so many ways. A good woman is the one who challenges your demons and makes you look at the man in the mirror. Maybe when you finally realize this, you’ll stop running from woman to woman, or stop seeking a woman, of any color, to take care of you.

The maturity part…that is what a good woman is looking for. You, who are more worried about your life, talking about your imagined childhood, talking about your imagined successes…that’s not what a good woman is looking for. She’s looking for a man who loves her just the way she is. When she gets that, she wants…wants…to be a better person because he’s shown her that he wants to be a better person for her. Love is hard. Didn’t you get the memo? And God wants us to love…oh, that Jesus love is sweet…but word to the wise, that Jesus love is hard love…that which makes you look at self in ways you never dreamed. And that good woman…Jesus sent her!

‘A Faith’s Window’

You don’t need permission to do what is right. You don’t need to ask what’s in your heart. You already know that. Follow that.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken November 11th.

 A Faith's Window
 
it's preparing for rain
when the sun is bright
 
it's saying truth
when it's not even–
expected of you
knowing–
it's safe within you
being something–
only you knew
‒but feeling a pull
a little hurt to deal
doing what is real
 
it's understanding the storm
to set things right
 
it's making moves
‒just something
you have to do
without being told to
even when no one–
understands you
even when they see you
as a fool
 
it's staying the course
no matter the force
going against the core
never asking any man–
what for
 
taking it straight
to the Lord†
for you just know
He's† in charge
 
it's being in tuned–
to your emotions
hearing what's inside
letting it overpower–
everything outside
–arguing and debating
alone in a closed-off room
but never giving into doubt–
without evidence given
to what's it all about
–just doing...even in gloom
because you heard it–
from deep within you
 
when all seems dark
everyone telling you–
what to do
–so lost and confused
knowing truly–
what to do
even if others–
don't want you to
–it's coming
from deep within
void of family and friends
–digging deep...trusting
for you heard the Lord†
talking to you

‘Broad Stroke’

Artists. God’s workers. Those who listen to that which comes from inside.

Note: The art that accompanies this work is a screen shot of art within a photograph sent to me on November 9th. God’s art. If you have an artist’s eye, then you will see the image.

 Broad Stroke
 
the Lord† has taken my life
made me a symbol in strife
a fighter for the light
 
He's† laid His† pen to strike
each time win is in sight
He† covers each pit of bight
with another tireless fight
 
I struggle in this mixture
so contrite
 
'why do You† punish me–
didn't I live most of my life
walking in right'

 
I cry and cry
day to night
with moments in relieve–
to sit down for Him†...write
as He† pours the words inside
forcing me
to bring them to the outside
 
I can't fight His† might
His† brush reaches me
from every height
keeping me down–
 
'write, write it down
pen to paper
how I† make you feel
speak truth–
what's behind this deal'

 
each time I refuse
He† toughens His† strike
keeping every body–
out of sight
as I struggle in lonely's stride
begging me to cry and cry
 
'why do You† hate me
I've done all that You† asked
I've never faltered
–my complain and my fight
isn't that tight
keeping me from the write'

 
but He† comes down
in a furious flight
making my body heavy
my will, my spirit
lost in the night
feeling evil all around
lost then found
lost then found
against every silently screaming fight
weighing me down in kryptonite
covering me with sorrowful blight
 
'all I've done for my knights
I get condemned
they get happy and high'

 
He's† taken all away
every love, every pleasure
drowned it all
in my wrestling plight
 
'write, write it down
pen to paper
how I† make you feel
speak truth–
what's behind this deal'

 
as all the words I write
not being the ones right
 
'yes, yes, yes
–go deep, deep, deep
the truth of Me†
don't leave any to guess'

 
I wobble in my cry
as swollen goes my eyes
I eat 'til I'm high
smoke cigars–
pretend I can fly
wondering over and over
 
'what more do I write'
 
as the emotions
continue its roller-coaster ride
 
'fuck you world
and all your dick-swinging swirl
I'm tired of crying for you
Lord†, I'd rather just die
then a moment more–
for them...write'

 
then deeper goes my ride
'til my head wants to blow
from all the tears I cry
then they all dry
sting...burn rings my eyes
leaving me haunted in why
 
'write, write it down
pen to paper
how I† make you feel
speak truth–
what's behind this deal'

 
writing the truth of Him†
His† broad strokes forcing the hymn
He's† in control of everything
all sadness that stings
all happy that rings
but the artist–
His† most precious thing
brings truth through
that suffering thing
 
there's no running
from His† might
the art comes from His† heart
through the pen
His† messages ring
the truth of the sadder
of the happier things
–that which bleeds life
in the will to fight
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‘Each Time’

God is NOT a religion. He’s everything. What part of this you don’t get? Jesus is Love! Working for them is hard. People will condemn you. The pit for them!

 Each Time
 
I don't have to write
what I feel
job already spun that reel
 
job tells how you deal
he explains the real
truth...so many conceal
words...sewn up...sealed
 
that's not my drill
here's my only
needing thrill:
have I touched one heart
just one...I look around
–there is none
yes, I've found none
without a whisper
without even one word–
there's nothing to sort
easy...there comes no clutter
to even...with...bother

You've† removed
every single one
–gone
even my little ones
there's no one
so, what I have won
 
I question
You† answer
share...You† demand
help them understand
what's eating–
the hearts of man
 
still..no one
not one single one
 
each time–
comes Your† demand
take my knowledge
to this deceitful world–
take a stand
 
each time–
less I have
each time–
love...I get–
not even half
 
instead...sacrifice
at Your† hand
for woman and man
evil to withstand
but...they chalk it up
to wantings of fans
 
for penny games
the pit's national grandstand
putting everything about You†
into a circus of alien brand
 
each time–
You† ask of me: more
alone stands at my door
You† keeping me from them all–
society's beck and call

I appreciate the stall–
Your† love
throws me up against walls
for You† catch me
every time I fall
 
each time–
I ask for someone
still...no one
for I'm designed for a two
in a world
where there's so few
who to You†...are true
 
each time–
I ask and wait
each time–
tears You† bring
in sad songs
to sing
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