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‘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 you've been repealed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 Sending of Lies’

‘…The new wine dries up and the vine withers; all the merrymakers groan. The gaiety of the tambourines is stilled, the noise of the revelers has stopped, the joyful harp is silent….’―Isaiah 24:1-23

 The Sending of Lies
  
 God's† mercy is upon thee–
 when asked
 for a place to be
 with a good-weighing heart
 –absent of deception and deceit
  
 pray that you see
 all the angels sent
 see to it...their time
 is well spent
  
 God† works–
 in ways mysteriously
 in the smallest set
 of flowers seen
 to the destruction
 of your security
 He'll† raise you up
 to free
 or bring you down
 to your knees
  
 the heart...a scaled commodity
 God† praises its divinity
 but first–
 He's† going to hand you over
 to the enemy
 –this...is life's certainty
  
 there are a few things
 He† needs to see
 it's the process of He†
 –seeing....
 'are you worth the light
 of eternity'
  
 so He† takes away
 the moon, the sun, the stars
 darkness becomes–
 your reality
 –destruction changes
 your me
 in mind and heart–
 you struggle in fighting
 –depending on His† variety
 which cross is your certainty
  
 there...down there....
 comes in the enemy
 setting your heart to stone
 confusing your mind–
 everything seems wrong
 –fighting your every bit
 of strong
  
 it'll offer you some peace
 it'll tell you to ease
 –you...it's sent to burn
 push you to the limits
 –see what decisions
 you'll enlighten
 in firm
  
 for years and years–
 it'll stick around
 tearing you down
 piece by piece
 it'll bring in–
 hurt, anger...even disease
 leaving behind
 the final key
 in destroying you
 with ease
  
 shame
  
 its ultimate end game
 –what's left behind
 the struggle
 of crossing the line
  
 God† is watching: patiently
 –the ask from a good heart
 sets the good vine apart
  
 'what will you do'
  
 as one by one–
 His† angels appear
 a ragged-out homeless chum
 a raging woman
 pushing you to dumb
  
 the looking glass–
 staring back at you
 the enemy enjoys its play
 it'll pull you further in
 welcoming you–
 in its den
 it'll send false friends
 put you into win
 –it'll build your pride and ego
  
 'those angels have to go
 this isn't...that kind of show'
  
 oh! no, no, no!
  
 your heart still confused
 –back around you go
 the same show–
 again and again
 as you keep on seeing
 every angel sent to you
 –forcing the enemy
 to drool
  
 'run..they're the fiends
 hide within
 shh...I'll bring you to win
 –all the world's possessions
 I'll bring on in'
  
 God† continues on watching
 tapping His† toes
 waiting
 sometimes...shaking His† head
  
 'oh my! back around again!'
  
 He† hears you beg and plead
 He† sees your heart bleed
  
 'oh that vine...so diseased'
  
 but...He† waits patiently
 for your heart–
 to finally heed
 –knowing the worse
 could very well
 lead you to the hearse
  
 the ultimate end game
 shame
 the hardest part to heal
 God† very well–
 knows the deal
 –shame carries
 the strongest seal
 –it's the humble
 that awaits
 after the stumble–
 the over and over rumble
 –for shame:
 destroys, steals, and kills
  
 it is the ultimate real
 that which breaks
 a man's strongest will

Note: The photograph that accompanies this piece was taken on October 23rd when God sent the first dragon and the All-Seeing Eye.

(December 30, 2019)—Shame: Again the poem came first this morning. This is really odd for me, especially since the Scripture usually inspires the poem. Instead the poem is coming, then I’m led to the Scripture that backs it!

Shame. This is the latest topic that has been a chief instrument in the writings. You can’t heal unless you deal with shame. That emotion that has you in chains, that which binds you. You can’t testify that you are not ashamed if your actions and words say it all. And I’m talking to the ones who need to hear this. Oh, it won’t be right now. No. The time is coming when you will NEED to hear this and just anyone won’t do. God will send you here…His words will be waiting.

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‘Soulful Fight’

True love. When you’re willing do hard love to save another person…when you sacrifice your own self, your own heart, to force the heal, God sees. When you do that, you’ve done Jesus’ work…laying a foundation for His love to take over.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken on November 9th. The bride and groom. The sign of Jonah plays an important part in this image. Resurrection. Heal.

 Soulful Fight
  
 I went after the leprosy
 with everything I had–
 in my raging diplomacy
  
 as you crucified me
 I forced my eyes in see
 there was evil lurking–
 in supremacy
 it had you by the balls–
 sucking you up
 in turbulency
  
 so I forced the trenchancy
 put my own life–
 in uneasy
 fighting in urgency
 in a faith-based vagrancy
 using a ferocious vulgarity
 mixed with heart-filled tranquility
  
 it was a war in predominancy
 a constant in persistency
 with a Jesus†-driven prophecy
 in scripture proficiency
  
 I refused to give in–
 to its juvenile delinquency
 as it continued
 its obvious redundancy
  
 no...I had a certain resiliency
 a God†-powered superiority
 –a whole lot of
 bayou-girl tenacity
  
 I wavered all my
 constitutionality
 plus my respectability
 –my inward-driven notability
  
 yeah, I rebuked its notoriety
 with a whole lot of animosity
 a bit of flavored immaturity
 –a bit of raging hostility
  
 no matter the difficulty
 I broke its embedded dynasty
  
 all to save your soul
 from a firing eternity!

‘Good of Earth’

Reason…in my personal life…because they had a dark secret as well! The guilty help the guilty. So, when the victim of a crime screams wolf….all the wolves help the wolf.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this writing was taken on October 23rd. It is the white dove that I write about later in this writing when talking about the Sign of Jonah!

 Good of Earth
  
 healing begins
 in the heart
 setting pride aside
 that which tears us apart
 letting out the light
 which brightens stars
 building another's heart
 by halting pain
 from the start
  
 without this healing bark
 pain lives on
 adding to its cart
 more parts of the dark
 stripping lives
 –that mercy of heart
 building the prince of the earth
 –it's army in surf
  
 it is only through
 admittance, accountability
 that we add a ball
 in curve
 understanding...fully
 who we serve
  
 by casting out
 pain's dart
 dealing immediately
 byway of God's†
 merciful heart
 that we justify
 Jesus'† part
  
 His† death wasn't a fart
 for the innocent–
 always pay the heaviest cost
  
 go to the cross
 then sort
 –the heaviness
 won't be a part
  
 hide in the dark
 deny the sort
 –the heaviness
 becomes the burden
 in pain's cross
 becoming too difficult
 to sort
 leading us to
 true intimacy
 of the dark
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‘Death March’

Deal! Lies kill. Lies destroy. Manipulation and living a fake life…God sees ALL!

 Death March
  
 God† brings in tests
 evil, the prince of sin
 freely plays
 for the win
 –it's all testing
 each person involved
 in each test
  
 who's going to lie
 who's going to hide
 who's going to fall
 to ego and pride
 who's going to confess
 ease their soul
 to rest
  
 who's truly the enemy
 in disguise
 in captivity
 –on their backs
 a haunting spirit
 lost in unrest
  
 who's going to pass blame
 who's the target
 of their aim
 who'll seal it
 with a kiss
 of a snake's hiss
  
 God† uses each
 for each's test
 –those fallen
 to the hiss
 covering up their sin
 for secrets
 shh, hush, hush
 are best
 protecting their darkness
 as they steal innocence
 –do whatever it takes–
 blacken a stolen light
  
 God† sends in
 the hardest tests
 –the devil's unquenchable taste
 its darkened thirst of lust–
 to those His† heart knows
 will win
 –taking its time
 in condemn–
 rebuilding
 for His† brethren
 as the eating away
 takes its place
 of the one
 who brought in sin
 or rather–
 those covering up–
 the true ones in sin
 the ones forbidding
 the healing
 protecting their own skin
 –they are the ones
 to the pit...condemned
 failing God's† tests
 for their own
 fake rest
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‘Your ‘Why”

For the morning dove, how sweet it is to finally know the truth. The decision to live life over society byway of the truth is the most courageous act of love mankind could ever witness.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this writing was taken October 23.

 Your 'Why'
  
 I know your why
 it's okay
 you...no longer
 have to just get by
 it's okay
 lay it out–
 let yourself cry
  
 before you came back
 in this earthly body–
 you made a truth
 in decide
 a cross to occupy
 in honor of the One†
 on the cross...died
  
 you came here
 in His† honor
 to experience
 then to testify
 to stab that evil prince
 in the eye
  
 no one else
 made such a decide
 you already knew–
 the truth
 behind the lie
  
 you came here
 to verify
 –put an end
 to the genocide
  
 of all the crimes
 added to this homicide
 you chose the worse
 in horrify
 the one left out
 in write
 the one to evil
 to supply–
 stripping dignify
 of the preciousness
 of the Magi†
  
 your importance
 now...in verify
 the love
 in transcribe
 not in implied
 not in modified
 not in mystified
 never...again...in nullify
 but in exemplified
 –for you died
 in deny
 then resurrected
 in verify
 on how to beat
 evil's formaldehyde
  
 for out of vampire
 you fought the fires
 to break the liars
 of their infested pesticide
 elevating the life
 of Jesus Christ†
  
 for you...and you alone–
 chose to bear the cross
 that didn't even
 live in deny
 –one hidden by evil
 to awaken and thrive
 –stealing little lives
 for sake of die!
  
 you will change the ride
  
 for you came back
 to experience
 then testify
  
 this...the meaning
 of your why
  
 so do it...outwardly cry
 for your cross
 reasons...from way up high
 –a dove in flight
 for all mankind

‘Fight!’

Crimes against you…it’s nothing to do with you. It’s a test of will…those God holds dearest are tested the hardest. Don’t give up! Don’t lose faith.

 Fight!
  
 put your heart
 into it
 fight the beast
 of it
 cry, yell, scream‒
 beat the walls
 of it
 ‒tear it down
 to bits
 you got this
 all the evil‒
 resist
  
 fight, fight, fight it
  
 you can get
 the best of it
  
 strip it, yank it
 ‒it wasn't your bit
 it wasn't your fault‒
 in any of it
  
 destroy that bitch
  
 fight, fight, fight
  
 punch the shit
 out of it
 be bigger than it
 you've got this
  
 scream...hiss!
  
 tear it
 to fucking bits
  
 fight! fight!
 fight it!

‘Undo What’s Done’

You are worth every bit of struggle. It is up to you to take those struggles and help others with theirs. That’s the meaning of being the body and Jesus† being the head. He† is with you. Never forget that!

 Undo What's Done
  
 you are His† son
 a tiny dot of sun‒
 that can wage wars
 beneath the stars
 from so close
 yet so far
  
 I feel it all‒
 deep inside
 ‒you have
 what it takes
 undo what's done
 ‒show the world
 your sum
  
 you are His† son
 larger than life
 cut by a knife
 bleeding deep‒
 from the inside
 ‒throw it, throw it
 far from your outside
 grow outward‒
 don't hide
  
 prove to Him†
 you are more‒
 than just a son
  ‒you are a light
 shining
 from a darkened sun

‘The Divine’s Chase’ and ‘Chastisement…Useless’

You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make him drink. Oh, how true that is!

 The Divine's Chase
  
 simon peter drew his sword
 a high priest's servant‒
 stood before the Lord†
 down came peter's arm
 a broken ear
sounded the alarm
  
 before His† disciples
 before armed men‒
 Jesus† healed that ear‒
 without needing a friend
 still...eyes were crippled
 in shackles, He† was taken
 ‒His† disciples had forsaken
  
 all around today's world
 worshiping of many gods
 still a bended swirl
 ‒so long ago
 what was written
twisted and twirled
  
 miracles shown to all who seen
 a resurrection on bended knees
 still
illusions behind smoke screens
 as common as movie screens
  
 why are you trying to see God†
 when you couldn't...can't
 even see His† Son†
 you can't even feel His† Spirit†
 you can't even be that clever
  
 you question the unseen
 but clearly
you've felt its beam
 you don't question the seen
 but clearly
allow its soul-spirit stealing ream
  
 you follow all these mega-churches
 with their millions in fame
 their fancy sermons
with lights that gleam
 ‒ages of expensive suits
and seats so clean
  
 but you don't see
the poor on the street
 living in dirt
 everyday...with evil...flirt
 you don't see
these millions
helping them
 finding a way
to shoulder them
  
 no...too much a burden
 reputations in forbidden
 on goes their money...overseas
 where eyes don't really see
 ‒truth of the unseen
  
 stories, stories, stories
 history, history, history
  
 how 'bout present day
 all it takes...is faith
 instead of mri'ing the brain
 searching, searching, searching
 for God's† remains‒
 try looking inside
 maybe with Him†
 you'll actually collide!
   
Chastisement...Useless
  
 it's been happening for years
 the truth spills from my pen
 as all disappears
 bringing me to tears
 trying to instill...in me
 all kinds of wicked sins
 instead of standing behind
 that handsome word of friend
 accusing me of witchery
 evil's unkind blend
 breaking my heart
 as I'm witness
to how far a part
 from Jesus†
they have been
  
 being crucified
 I guess
is part of why
 these eyes cry
 not changing my journey's line
 just listening, doing
 words from God†
 I'm ensured I'll fall‒
 from time to time
 by a heart that breaks‒
 from those in deny
 because of an aged-old lie
  
 so go on‒
 say what you have to say
 I know
it isn't the way
 I'm not broken, lost or possessed
 I'm only...here...a guest
 my way...by Him†...blessed
 I'll suffer your curses
 then I'll ride off in a hearse
 but...only this shell
 ‒the truth of me
isn't for sale
 the real of me
to leave this cell
 ‒and home I'll be
 where rings the Divine's† bell
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‘Backlash’

You must learn to fight with your mind!

 Backlash
  
 He's† coming
His† fierce wrath
 –a warning
that will steal your laugh
  
 He's† waited
as you gently
took your bath
 seeing you
enjoy your treasures
He's glad
  
 His† simplicity‒
 riddled with an interesting sass
 if you fall too far behind
on the graph
 He† has an unwavering strap
 administered by
a father's unconditional love‒
 in a dash
 giving you a chance
to bounce back
 from your deep, darkened nap
  
 but you haven't read
the telegraph
 you haven't heard
the endless knocking raps
 you haven't heard
the crash, the clash
 or the blast
 you haven't even heard
the slush
 of His† slow drag
  
 instead
you waddle like an ass
 pretending to celebrate
honor His† flag
 while others...with a bat
so willing to bash
  
 round and round
 lap after lap
 slowly distorting Him†
in every class
 mixing it all up–
 commoners can't even grasp
 leaving it all
to be given in mass
 not willing
to take on the task
 –it's all been a trap
  
 the mark of the beast–
 will be an easy lash
 they will be willing–
 without any wording sass
 let alone
a flame from a shiny blast
  
 how to measure gullibility–
 the strength needed
to cure this rash
 will take more
than attending a mass
 or around waist
wrapping a sash
  
 in the mind
will come the nag
 –a played-out invisible rag
 strange thoughts
making a face sag
 doubt...oh! how nasty!
its constant drag
 heaviness and confusion–
 mixing it all up in lag
  
 there's a better way to combat
 this dark invisible rag
 –powers hidden
once sealed–
 too high to be grasped
 it's now time
to bathe in its vast
 opening it up–
 the vaults...down...smash
  
 mind for mind...slash
 taking control back
 before the Lamb† comes
in a flash
 open up for a higher stash
 –sorting through trash
 with an energy in splash
  
 yes, He's† coming
 a warning in passing
 a chance to be given
for a new class
 a higher way
fighting in blast
 a choice in self's brass
 –thrive in eternity's musical jazz
 or fall in evil's
forever fire-pitting trap
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