‘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you've been repealed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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