‘Ostracism’s Clone’

‘Ostracism’s Clone’…’If now I have found favor in Your eyes, give me a sign that it is really You talking to me….—Judges 6:11-18

Ostracism's Clone

I'm held inside this animus
a little steadfast
but not too much
for there's a raging apparatus
at work
and it's all abuzz

being a bit bias
in its touch
masquerading as a god
with its emphasis
categorizing anyone judas
with its careful diagnosis
'high-quality content' its crust
‒staying to the back
without making such a fuss

it places its palace
pretending in nimbus
but more like minos
placing all in its wake
in paralysis

there's no contending
with its focus
its here to be Jesus†
but its all bogus

it’s a magical census
disguising itself as miscellaneous
in its manners of mischievous

playing with the mind
the heart and soul as well

it'll graduate in time
seemingly becoming infamous
it'll become infectious
everyone wanting its ingenious

but it's all insidious
in nature

it'll appear judicious
almost luminous
it'll quiet the minds
weaken 'just' thoughts
become engrained
in its ways of lustrous

it'll appear wondrous
a part of every day life
and seem victorious

but it'll get vigorous
sneaking in as vainglorious

but it's venomous
using everything about you
turn it into jealous
fictitious, dangerous

but be on its side
and you become fabulous
delicious, desirous

you won't see its gluttonous
nature
on self

it will make you promiscuous
religious and scandalous
if you fail to abide
by it's imperious
nature

it's well of you
to become overcautious
for its reading you
in its make of treasonous
and tortuous
ways

it's here
digging in the subconscious
spreading its malicious
intent
to make you the murderous

we were all warned
in the ominousness
of Jesus†

now we must tread
in the wrath
of God†
in all His† mysteriousness

for the makings of blasphemous
is not in the efficacious
of man
but in man's constant
need to be glorious

so don't become pious
nor furious
but ever so cautious
against suicidal tendencies
made possible
by the ego's nature
in amphibious

(May 20, 2023)―Directly after writing this, God led me to Judges 6:7-10 through Judges 7:4-8 (you should scroll down and read the Scripture before returning to this commentary), which follows the Ezekiel Scripture. After reading this, I understood why.

In the forewords, the commentators of my Bible write:

As if traditional military warfare were not difficult enough, the people of Ephraim, and the people of Manasseh on both sides of the Jordan, are the object of attack by Midianites from the east, who are the first people known to use camels in battle. With the mobility provided by the camels, the Midianites are able to force many of the Israelites to live in caves, away from their crops (which are being destroyed). God raises up Gideon, an unlikely leader who only reluctantly takes command of the outnumbered forces. Gideon’s initial battle with Midianites is an exciting example of the power of God which is available whenever one is overwhelmed by an enemy. Gideon is well aware that his victories are really God’s; therefore, he refuses to allow the people to make him their king. Even when he makes a golden ephod, which some of the people later use in an idolatrous manner, Gideon does so to honor the true God of Israel.

How does this apply to you? It doesn’t if you don’t believe in God or Yeshuah. But if you do, the below Scripture is a guide to help you fight what God said is coming. In ‘High Course’, He explains it in His words, then I had to explain what was discussed the previous night in my own words. Today, is another one of those days.

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‘Reworked Clay’

‘Reworked Clay’…For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—not by works, so that no one can boast. For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.—Ephesians 2:8-10

Reworked Clay

I am woman
hear me roar

I am tender
and sore
beaten and bruised

I am soft and assure
hard and wrecked

I am beautiful
callused and torn

I am a curve
of watchful noise
the inside pleasures
and the outside gestures

I am at the hands
of many
but the work of One†

I am woman
the tool of the soul
through me
magic is laced

I can tear or build
depending on
the tear down
or the build up
of me

I am woman
never mistakened
for a man
I am pure inside
shaped to wither hearts
reshaped to comfort
pulling hurt to my breast

I am woman 
there is no part of me
too hard
that tears won't come down
in sorrow and pity

I have been broken
savaged and wiped

men want to be me
but they can never
be me
no matter the force
in nature

for the Potter† is excellent
and I am perfect
the creator of life
made by the Creator† of life

you can't have
what I have

for I am woman
all emotions of one
the mother
the anchor
the shoulder
the bearer of weight
that can't be shouldered
by any type of man

for I am woman
born woman
creator created
by the one true Creator†

a job predetermined
by Him† who created me

§For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—not by works, so that no one can boast. For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.—Ephesians 2:8-10

(May 9, 2023)—I have been stumbling over this one. I know what I heard and I don’t doubt God one bit, I fear Him immensely. As His called servant, I trust that He guides my words and this one, as well as ”She’ Put Back in Place’, He wanted me to write with the help of David to express all that He’s been telling me…what makes Him so angry.

First, I will repeat what I wrote in the commentary for ”She’ Put Back in Place’ because it is the basis of this writing.

‘…wanting something so bad that you would risk your life to have it is Idolatry. Worshiping something so strong that it overpowers God in every sense of the word is Idolatry. If you can’t comprehend this, no one can help you. You are lost so far in the darkness that it will take an act of God Himself to pull you out.

To go to the extreme of what so many are doing: To be woman in order to get what they have, to be woman in order to have it easier, to winner better, to give into the seduction of lustfulness…all of this is Idolatry! Your sins are noted.’

He then led me to the Scripture dealing with Idolatry for that writing.

For years now, God has been making me look at myself and my vanity. I grew into my vanity because of how I witnessed my dad treat my mother, then see other women, who were not thin, be treated differently. I fought to ever be obese because of all of this and it was a struggle my whole life, until God made this drastic promise to me. When I think of promises like this from God, I think ‘biblical times‘. He tells me that every time is biblical.

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”She’ Put Back in Place’

‘She’ Put Back in Place…You shall not make for yourself an idol in the form of anything in Heaven above or on the Earth beneath or in the waters below. You shall not bow down to them or worship them; for I, the Lord your God, am a jealous God…—Deuteronomy 5:8-10

'She' Put Back in Place

they moved me, ya know
made me less
made them mo'
told me I couldn't be the best
I should stay home
clean the flo'
while they sought a mistress
or a simple ho'

but then
the mistress and the ho'
was the same as me
less

I fought hard
being equal
instead of the feeble
just more respect
not just one to disinfect

some of my me
took a heavier seat
forced into a craving sexuality
forced to knees
forced to beds…beat
forced—a factory in seeds
then killed
when I no longer
could proceed

forced—floors to sweep
forced as material luxury
pampered by designers
to be worn on arms
of self-proclaimed horns
‒all for show of course
behind the closed do'
I'm beat
and floors I sweep

some of me
proclaimed liberty
but jumped the bar
went too far
for being used by the extreme
who hid an agenda
burning to force society
in medical 'miracles'
for men wanted to be me

I have it easier they say
in all things
I have it simple

do I?

I was made soft
to care for babies

all wanting to be me
wanting all parts
but the part
that's truly me

the part that changes
brings emotional
insecurities

the part
forcing others
to beat me
to rape me
to control me

how many of those men
who changed to me
have these experiences
with being fake me's

how many men
are sexing up other men
bringing to themselves
calamity

they claim to be me
but they are just beauty
put on a fake booty
without the inside body
that makes me—she

§You shall not make for yourself an idol in the form of anything in Heaven above or on the Earth beneath or in the waters below. You shall not bow down to them or worship them; for I, the Lord your God, am a jealous God, punishing the children for the sin of the fathers to the third and fourth generation of those who hate Me, but showing love to a thousand generations of those who love Me and keep My commandments.’—Deuteronomy 5:8-10

(May 9, 2023)—After I wrote this, I was led to the Scripture concerning Idolatry. As I explain in the first writing I did this day, ‘Reworked Clay’, wanting something so bad that you would risk your life to have it is Idolatry. Worshiping something so strong that it overpowers God in every sense of the word is Idolatry. If you can’t comprehend this, no one can help you. You are lost so far in the darkness that it will take an act of God Himself to pull you out.

To go to the extreme of what so many are doing: To be woman in order to get what they have, to be woman in order to have it easier, to winner better, to give into the seduction of lustfulness…all of this is Idolatry! Your sins are noted.

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‘A Prayer in Consent’

‘A Prayer in Consent’…He may speak in their ears and terrify them with warnings, to turn man from wrongdoing and keep him from pride, to preserve his soul from the pit, his life from perishing by the sword….—Job 33: 14-22

A Prayer in Consent

Lord†, I look all around me
it's beautiful today
the sun is shining
the world seems happy

then I take a drive
around me, life thrives
a country
beautiful to my eyes
then
what You† deemed
not so rare
how can people
just not care
beautiful trees and bushes
lost amongst the garbage
scattered every where

people with land
ownership
lost outside understand
not willing to give a damn
wreckage lies their land
broken this, broken that
pieces of this, pieces of that
not even trying
if they can
to clean up
see Your† wonderful hand

and where's the vine
can't they be kind
don't they understand
the rhyme
given all this time

evil loves the dirt
a simple flirt
‒the worldly shirt
see all the garbage
there it is
where satan lays his curse
an open door‒
not even having to swerve

all of this showmanship
then all of this lacking
in fellowship

which one is worse

Lord†, whole nations
buried in beauty and dirt
a bold mixture
letting it all flirt

people piled upon people
nothing in the world
takes a break
nothing allowed to breathe

my Lord†, I pray for eyes to open
help them see
exactly what they are doing
help them understand
Your† call 'too much industry'

the need for things
has opened Your† eyes
making people sick
taking people's lives
‒a need to live
not thinking about die


Lord†, the rest of us
have to bear
shut up and stare
watch the rich not care
what can we do
any where

Lord†, appreciation of Your† land
they don't understand
now they are seeking
our land
and even in our land
many aren't grateful
nor do they understand:

the continued pillage
will bring Your† wrath
over time
to put us all
back in line

Lord†, my heavenly Lord†
here I am, Your† servant
begging for eyes to open
to see what they have done
I know…in all this rhythm
something has already begun
‒a correction
the pillage of Your† mountain
without thought‒
it's You† they are pillaging

Lord†, give them a sign
they have forgotten
who they are

all across the earth
they have forgotten
exactly where they came from
they have been conditioned
to forget

all that Your† hand has done
from the curse of servitude to man
to the curse of slavery to man

teach them, Lord†
awaken them
so they may worship You†
to the fullest
so they can be awakened
to truth
to all truth

I ask this in Jesus'† name
amen, amen

Note: I was allowed to choose the photograph today. It is from September 27, 2019: Love from Heaven. God’s light still shines on us even while we are in the dark. All we have to do is seek Him…God’s light has a name. His name is Yeshuah!

(August 5, 2022)—In ‘Sinister’, God beckoned me to pray for you. This morning, I was led through this prayer with David. He wanted me to write this, God did, but I didn’t know how, so I was guided…I was given the words. Then He led me to Job 33:14-22, in particular the words that in bold below.

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‘Sweetness’ (Yeshuah’s In My Face Vision).

‘Sweetness’ (Yeshuah’s In My Face Vision)…’I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times.’ [Luke] ‘If your brother sins, rebuke him, and if he repents, forgive him. If he sins against you seven times in a day, and seven times comes back to you and says, ‘I repent,’ forgive him.’—Matthew 18:21,22; Luke 17:3b,4

Sweetness (Yeshuah's In My Face Vision)

I sit in wonder
minus the thunder
of someone else's angered interior

I've become more than a writer
I've become a meditator
a pray-er
less than a number
‒a silent neighbor
maybe a quiet onlooker
soaking up the moves
of a joker

I sit and ponder
words in plaster
having so much to offer
vibes of the Father†
‒being tarnished
as the irregular

I'm a solid stranger
‒a mistakened soldier
for the greed giver
mistakened for a baffler
with no words to say
in consider

stuck in a canister
of someone else's ignorant
laughter
treading through water
bumping through waves
of the creator

yes, I sit and wonder
all the careless disorder
masked as order

then…He† comes
the Son† of the master
filling the room
in sweet perfume
sitting before me
giving me the answer
as He† cuffs His† hand
around my face
smiles gently
taking the pain in my chest
caused by an agitator
lifting it
away from me

there before me
in the blink of an eye
is the anchor
standing as the annunciator

'it's okay'

giving me more
than any human can
to consider

for there before me
my face in His† hands
is the Savior†
turning me into
the forgiver

Notes: The photograph is the third one I was led to this afternoon. The other two were of my face! Then God, ‘How about My face.’ Which He is all Spirit and the sun is the most powerful energy Spirit. So, I said, ‘Of course.’ This photograph was taken on October 7, 2019:  Faces. This is all so surreal! What He has me explaining down below and leading me to the Faces photo session is extraordinary in itself! The faces in this set of photographs that is pointed out to me by David reveals placements in the kingdom as He has me explain below. If I were you, I would do everything possible to ensure that I’m at least one of these faces, the eyes of God. The alternative is not so pleasant, which He has given me a glimpse of as well. I will note here the object that I screenshot, which is in many of the photographs in nearly the same area of the photograph on many different days. This object is not on the water. It is floating above the water and I couldn’t see it with my naked eye. You see above it is another object than the green orb.

10.07.2019.17.54.32 (5:54 p.m.)

(July 30, 2022)—I couldn’t sleep last night. It took me a long time to settle down. Things…lessons…have been taking place in my life and for me, it’s lessons of forgiveness and calm. It’s not about the other people, or other person, it’s about me being calm and accepting the experience as just that: the experience to either pass or fail.

This sort of test makes the heart heavy especially when others did you wrong, steal from you, manipulate, lie, betray…and you did nothing but good things for them. The lesson for you is to pass, as it was for me. I’ve learned through the years to watch or listen for the vengeance of God because He avenges us when we are not around. My tears have become, my inside anger has become not for what people do or say about me but what they do to themselves because they failed their part of the test.

Today, I was led to write from my heart. To write truth of self. And amazing as it is…simply amazing…the Scripture I was led to was AFTER I wrote ‘Sweetness‘…He is with me there is no doubt. My Bible is breathing and living with every beat of my heart.

I started my prayer sessions again and last night was brief but extraordinary at the same time. I added what I saw in the vision in the work today, but I’ll tell you it straight as well.

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”O Sign of Wonder’

”O Sign of Wonder’…I the Lord do not change.’―Malachi 3:6-12

'O Sign of Wonder

You† have given us
the sign
You† have
over and over
shown us Your† hand

but they do not see
for their eyes are blind
and their minds
are closed to understanding
not of things of man
but things of God†
for His† world
is beyond this world

He's† clamping down
on man
He's† come
taking His† stand
placing His† rod
before them
and their hair
doesn’t even curl

my wondrous Lord†
give them the sign
a mutation here
a mutation there
bring them forth
let them combine
show them this sign
show them
You† are charged
with time

I give them the words
of Your† mouth
I can't put out
nor even douse
this fire
You† brought about

I sing these words
I put to paper
every syllable heard
like a well-groomed bird
I lay it all out
on a platter…serve

they refuse the sign
so go on
do as You† said
bring on the combine
show them
You† control time

then I'll sit here
wait
'til the sickles
are put away
I'll give them
everything You† say
I'll push them
every one of them
until my fingers
cannot push them
any more
‒the moment
I walk through
Your† door

I'm willing‒
give them the sign
the one they choose
to be blind
ignore
party and dine
instead of adhering
to prayer of the divine

in Yeshuah's† name
I've written this down
as asked of the dame
for the sake of sane
those in the world
but not of the world
who know His† name

Notes: The photograph is from October 23, 2019: The Dragon and the All-Seeing Eye. You don’t want to believe, let alone see. That cross in that frame…was a sign. The dove in the pictures of this day…was a sign. But you are lost in your world of scientific proof. Here’s proof: the button’s been pushed…WHO says now over 14 million are dead from this virus. I’m curious: Is it 6 million or 14 million and who’s telling the truth? I believe God. He said millions will die and how He explained it in Depopulation, we aren’t even close to the number that entails a rapture, but we will.

(May 6, 2022)—He wanted me to pray. He wanted me to write a plea. For Him. Not you. He revealed something to me that I didn’t understand until after this writing and this Scripture: Malachi 2:17-4:4. 44…very important. What He revealed to me is written in the commentary of ‘House of Many Rooms’…Yeshuah!

I went shopping today for some things I’ve been needing and the shelves are bare of the things I usually buy. The things that are affordable. They are all gone. In both stores I usually go to, the cheaper things, the affordable things, are being bought up and what’s left are things that are marked at insane prices. I know what this is. Yeshuah said in Ominous One that the stone has been thrown. He said in writings over and over what that stone has been thrown at: greed. Since that stone was thrown, the financial burden has grown heavy. It will get worse. As was described to me: we are headed in something worse than the Great Depression here in the United States. Is this possible? I’m told yes it is.

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‘A Life Earned’

‘A Life Earned’…We have to lose our life in order to find our life, our purpose. If we don’t lose our life, we never find the truth of our being.

A Life Earned

I sit, stand, lay
wonder
over all these words
ponder
‒who am I
to earn such trust

sitting for hours and hours
doing His† work
for a future
I do not know
‒making my little fuss

thinking about
my own children
how much I'm missing
then...not guessing
for whom
lies my lust

all these days
have turned to years
from normal every-day living
to hurting and crying
laughing and just being
putting the kids
on a bus
to feeling like rust

all this time
listening
then writing
hearing His† soft voice
‒so many words
building a crust
with gustive thrust

'here I am'

I easily said
fighting anguish
in my head
as so many
labeled me‒
crazy, insane, obsessed
‒when all along
a teacher was saying

'don't hush
take this brush
put these words
in rush'

I had to forgo
every-day living
to sit in a silent room
listen
hear
to words being pushed

all the while‒
hoping for a hug
a gentle kiss
even the slightest touch
‒a bit of support
to this worded rush

over ten years now
I lost my life
in all its plush
because of the brush
the Lord† handed to me
in a lover's crush

'sing My† song to them
earn your place
you're running a good race'

words in reassuring gust
so that
I may continue
in faith's undying trust

Notes: The photograph is the second one that was chosen. I say the second because the first was of my face. I’m sick of my face. So, He chose His! It is from October 8, 2019: Oil Spill Warning.

(April 16, 2022)—No, He isn’t the author of this piece, He’s the author of the next. This piece is one directed from my heart. He was setting me up, to answer me. You will understand when you read the next piece titled, ‘The Void of Absence’ and the prayer of Nehemiah.

We have to lose our life in order to find our life, our purpose. If we don’t lose our life, we never find the truth of our being. As in ‘Dismissed Authority’ which was written on the fourteenth. It was a guided writing as well and it speaks truth. You can only dismiss truth for so long. It will catch up to you.

I’ve been made a promise. One…I don’t need to explain. I don’t know the how or the when. I do know the why. It is a BIG why. It is a sad why, but one I must accept. It is sad to watch truth unfold. The world has conquered itself into controlling the flow of Yeshuah. Only…they can’t. They just believe they have. Yeshuah is powerful. He is love. That pure kinda thing. That kind of love you can’t touch.

People are just stupid. Yes, I said that.

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‘Dismissed Authority’

‘Dismissed Authority’…All authority in Heaven and on Earth has been given to Me. Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.’—Matthew 28:16-20; Mark 16:15-18

Dismissed Authority

they see me as just lame
one they think
they have tamed
so they run game
pulling me in
spitting me out
they don't know
behind who's name
I am famed

they just look at me
something to blame
a dart aimed
away from their pain
straight pass my heart
into my brain

it's an honest trick
they claim
after all: she hears voices
why not put on the strain
since she's already drained
…or so they claim

it's a played out maim
thousands of years
ingrained

but the ending
always the same
the voice's truth
in reality…came

the deceivers
all those lost
in lame
a tireless, endless game
of manipulating
self-lying rain
plays out its fame
when death comes
in talk that's plain

'you didn't listen
when warnings came
you had ample time
to retrain
your own brain

instead you set your energy
on someone else's brain
someone else's time
someone else's life

instead of healing yourself
from the pain
you used others
to hide from
the healing grain
all for shame

so away with you
who had no time
to heal self
but plenty time
others to maim

now that's insane!

away, away
to the pit's sandy grain
a redo
of impending rain
a déjà vu of remain
that seems the same
but worse...inflamed
to a replay in game
‒a chance in rename
of a once sought after
fame'

there you go
that's the words
that won't come but came
for the warnings given
you refrained
blamed
call out names
laughs of insane

instead of seeing
from who's name
the warnings came

Note: The photograph David chose is from October 8, 2019: Oil Spill Warning.

(April 14, 2022)—After, ‘Open the book’, and Jesus Commissions Apostles…the second line, the word ‘authority‘!

Jesus Commissions Apostles—[Matthew] Then Jesus came to them and said, ‘All authority in Heaven and on Earth has been given to Me. Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in [Acts 8:16; 19:5; Romans 6:3; 1 Cor. 1:13; 10:2 and Gal 3:27] the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.’ [Mark] Whoever believes and is baptized will be saved, but whoever does not believe will be condemned. [Mark] And those signs will accompany those who believe: In My name they will drive out demons; they will speak in new tongues; they will pick up snakes with their hands; and when they drink deadly poison, it will not hurt them at all; they will place their hands on sick people, and they will get well.’—Matthew 28:16-20; Mark 16:15-18 (On mountain in Galilee)

You can read all of the visions, dreams and words, as well as see all the images and see the time frame in which they were given by clicking on Message Index.

‘Mistakened Weakness’

‘Mistakened Weakness’…To look at the big picture is so very hard. But if you are going to get through the hard, you have to force yourself into seeing this big picture.

Mistakened Weakness

tragedy struck my inner self
no blood or guts
no...it was worse
‒betrayal by those
in trust

I was weak
‒for a moment
I pivoted
stripped all love's endowment

but your strip of me
came way before‒
when I left home
got out
on my own

we always bickered
you and I
you never told me‒
giving me reason to stay
so I left
‒I went away

then…you canceled me out
just like that
I became replaceable
forgettable

it all made me strong
living on my own
crying 'til dawn
a little lost sheep
gone

I grew and soared
‒through all of it
even war

by myself

I returned to you
I busted trains and plans
all for you
to watch you
say 'I do'

you never knew
the hoops I went through
for you

then it wired down
like normal
me and sis doing our thing
‒it was like
when we were kids
hanging and singing
just being us

but…then
a third wheel returned
then another and another

I never knew
what changed the view
who can throw such a curve
between sisters
‒who has such nerve

I never asked
I never will

I grew weak
a spell or two
‒but just a few

through it all
I stood alone
all own my own

by myself
in stealth

with no one to comfort me
but the one who created me

I learned through misery
love left my family
‒all that I felt inside
was all just for my eye
making me see
how much
none of them knew me

not at all

strength built
through what others' misery
tried to kill

I forgive you
I made it through
all that happened to me
because I let you
get to me

thank you
for hating me
for betraying me

for if you hadn't
me and Jesus†
wouldn't have met
so intimately

Notes: The photograph David chose is from October 7, 2022: Faces. Interesting that David picked this particular day to go with this writing. God’s eyes are every where and this is what this day shows. No matter what you try to hide, it won’t work. At all. So why hide? Why think you can outsmart God? That’s just dumb!

(March 29, 2022)―Today, I was directed to write from the heart. Lately, my little sister has been on my mind. I called her for the holidays. She didn’t answer. So, I left her a message. She never called back.

Again, after the work, I was led to Acts 5:17-6:1-7. After writing ‘To Wait Amongst Men’, I was led to these same pages.

It’s a strange thing when you get older and realize all the things that happened to you, happened for a reason. It is really sad to see people who were taught as you were, who were raised as you were, don’t grow as you did.

The Scripture shows how jealousy works in us and how faith prevails. There is no stopping God’s plans. No matter how smart you are. No matter how much money you have. No matter who you marry or who your friends are. God prevails.

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‘Written Chimes’

‘Written Chimes’…He tells me all the time that even though He wants me to write all of this for the public of today, it is written for the witnessing of today for the future that I do not know.

Written Chimes

all these pieces in rhyme
sought for a happier time
for pieces of time
‒a future that's neither
yours or mine

when He† goes away
hides
when He's† not even
an image in their minds
there's thickly drawn lines
not many are kind

there's no such thing 
as a dime
nor church buildings
to help you get by
or welfare checks
or disability
‒it's a future
that neither
laughs nor cries
it just is
and they get by

all of this
for seams burst
of course it could be worse
but what's worse
than for God†
‒having no thirst

they got to the children first
ya know
the parents
didn't want to do the 'hard'
so they let it all
fall apart

of course
their luxury in live
gave them a high
then slowly
each luxury
they had to say good-bye

everything went dry
like a carcass without a hide
just empty bones
no more favorite songs
‒a mere empty eye
with everyone racing
to stay alive
‒easily willing
in the back
drive in a knife

Note: God’s footprint again. The Phoenix: October 15, 2019. It is not surprising that David chose this frame again considering what ‘Written Chimes’ is about. I couldn’t live in a world without the presence of God or the presence of Yeshuah. What an empty world that would be!

(March 20, 2022)―Romans 16:17-20. Truth. And it came after I wrote ‘Written Chimes’. A sought after direction for those a bit confused over all this writing. What ‘Written Chimes’ is about is coming. When? That’s God’s time, but it is coming. He has shown this to me many times. It is those moments that make me cry the most. How can a world be without God? It has happened before, but not like what is coming.

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