‘Rage of Fires’

‘Rages of Fires’ and the Avenging Angel…seems no an accident that these two were paired together.

Rage of Fires
 
you peddle your indifference
sing your free-standing cadence
force everyone else's hand‒
following your fake, selfish
ordinance
flash around your hollywood-money
arrogance
screaming
you're better than the rest
 
spreading your self-directed
hindrance
putting it in faces
not caring‒
your true ignorance
 
you've been vulnerable
never in full resistance
to God's† upper hand
deliverance
 
still you rage on
in stupid defiance
trying to convince the world
paper straws
clothes-displaying vaginas
your sexual indifference
'oh my! be who you are inside'
overriding God's† side
raping kids is just a disease
‒everyone...with you
must side
'come on y'all...lightin' up
stop judging...live it up'
 
those living in richly
nonattendance
spraying fur coats
with paint
inserting organic
to what's already grown
in the ground
stripping God† from schools
and buildings
yelling...screaming
'you must follow our dominance'
 
through earthquakes, crime, fires
 
still you ignore the true disturbance
the One† responsible
for your existence
the One† giving you
chance after chance
 
so you move to other states
pushing your constant
self-indulgence
creating selfish turbulence
 
so God† says:
'My! I'll indulge prominence
beat down your prevalence'
 
poof! up in smoke!
 
warning's insistence
awaken‒
add your concurrence
not over-the-top‒
lost in intense
where more consequence
will hail to the offense
where ignorant over-indulgence
sinks to nonsense
 
go out help the poor
go out help the widows
go out help the fatherless
go out help the homeless
go out help the broken,
the lame, the ill
 
go out you sinner!
take your greed
and convert it
to intelligence
where true wisdom
becomes common sense
changing the events
in sequence
 
an awakened silence
 
'the LORD† is gracious
for I followed His† cadence
instead of human ignorance'

Note: The photograph was taken November 11, 2019: The Avenging Angel. 11/11! No surprise but it was a surprise. During the walk and me taking these photographs, I didn’t realize it was 11/11! The arrow in the sky cannot be disputed! What it and the green orb, in most of the frames, are focusing on become a very scary angel. David called her the Avenging Angel!

15:00:47

(September 13)―The page number that this prayer is on is 1311. In my Bible, which is divided into 365 readings, this day is October 11.

Confessional PrayerAnd the LevitesJeshua, Kadmiel, Bani, Hashabneiah, Sherebiah, Hodiah, Shebaniah and Pethahiah―said: ‘Stand up and praise the Lord your God, who is from everlasting to everlasting. Blessed be your glorious name, and may it be exalted above all blessing and praise. You alone are the Lord. You made the heavens, even the highest heavens, and all their starry host, the earth and all that is on it, the seas and all that is in them. You gave life to everything, and the multitudes of heaven worship You. You are the Lord God, who chose Abram and brought him out of Ur of the Chaldeans and named him Abraham. You found his heart faithful to You, and You made a covenant with him to give to his descendants the land of the Canaanites, Hittites, Amorites, Perizzites, Jebusites and Girgashites. You have kept Your promise because You are righteous.

You saw the suffering of our forefathers in Egypt; You heard their cry at the Red Sea. You sent miraculous signs and wonders against Pharaoh, against all his officials and all the people of his land, for You knew how arrogantly the Egyptians treated them. You made a name for Yourself, which remains to this day. You divided the sea before them, so that they passed through it on dry ground, but You hurled their pursuers into the depths, like a stone into mighty waters. By day You led them with a pillar of cloud, and by night with a pillar of fire to give them light on the way they were to take.’—Nehemiah 9:5-12

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‘On the Ledge’

The Lion’s Den. What is it? It is a symbol as everything that God does in the Bible, before, during and after Jesus’ life. The Lion’s Den…God will bring us to strife to test us but if we trust in Him, He will bring us out.

On the Ledge
 
Lord†, I'm standing here
Your† voice to hear
I'm doing this‒
so please control this fear
not of people or anything
of this world
but being alone, losing time
missing those of my own
for doing this work‒
I have nothing to give them
‒not even a home
 
my heavenly Father†
I know what You† said
You're† with me
and for me to not be afraid
I'm trusting
each and every day
 
and You† know what I'll say
anyway
going way deep inside here
looking at my deepest fears:
 
it's argument, strife
having to stand up...fight
 
it's pushing through
giving hard love
and trying to not be the fool
but knowing You†
and what You† need
us to do
 
it's having to break a heart
but keeping from
tearing it apart
so each piece can sort
‒healing can pullout
the deepest darts
 
it's being yelled at, cussed at
cursed out by someone I love
but not giving up
taking strength from above
‒using that as my glove
instead of pushes and shoves
 
it's saying truth
going against all traditions
pulling out secret formations
using every known Jesus† tool
to help heal and sooth
even if the one needing healing
is horrible and cruel
lost in the addiction
of traditions
that were never true
 
Lord†, these are my fears
these cause all my tears
 
and even through
these I fear
I'll get pass the tears
and even if I'm made
to feel queer
I'll do them anyway
‒help pave the way
their souls
not to be sheered
but instead cheered
as they enter
Your† heavenly gates
 
‒that is worth all the tape
all the anger and hate
all the moments in fake
 
that walk
that gate
 
changing a fate
living Jesus'† way
so they‒
the unhealed
are not late
for that perfect date

Note: The photographs were taken November 9, 2019: Certainty of Visions. The the odd green next to the rocks is God’s energy. I can’t help if you can’t understand. I’m telling you what David points out to me. All of these photographs came after the visions in order for the Lord to drive in His point. I would listen if I were you. Don’t shoot me. I’m the messenger. And the message was delivered.

11.09.2019.13.35.35

(August 19)―I was led to Daniel in the Lion’s Den after I wrote this. Amazing! If we go through hard and trust in the Lord, He will rescue us unharmed. I covered the story of Daniel in the Lion’s Den in Disbursement of Truth and The Lion’s Den.

The Lion’s Den. What is it? It is a symbol as everything that God does in the Bible, before, during and after Jesus’ life. The Lion’s Den…God will bring us to strife to test us but if we trust in Him, He will bring us out. There’s so many ways that God will do this and we just have to be prepared for them because they are going to come if we want them or not. This isn’t our show, this belongs to God and He will test you to see what you are made of.

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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

‘Equal Parts’

God is waiting on you and you are taking too long to respond. He’s given you adequate proof that what is sent through me is from Him. Time is ticking. The button has been pushed. It’s up to you to decipher what He has sent thus far. He already knows that your faith is weak. He already knows how many people will die. Will you be one of them? You have a chance to change that number…more or less?

NOTE: Every word here is God’s message, not mine. I was to include how I feel and background information. Every link added here was by request from David to ensure that you KNOW that this is important. I’m also repeating myself again…this is very important. What I REPEAT, HE WANTS you to really know!

Equal Parts
 
you are not better than me
I am not better than you
together
we are sinners
set in small parts
equal before the Lord†
 
we are given chances‒
jump
over...under
fences
then judged by agendas
not circumstances
 
will we abandon others' needs
or give until we bleed
will we warn for safety‒
protecting others
‒even for precaution's sake
or will we forsake
know but not tell
for fear of society's yell
‒that would sink us to hell
 
our judgment comes on merits
not what we say
‒but what we do
 
how will we respond‒
will we see and hear
in love
or will we judge‒
through hatred, lies and fear
 
are we willing to risk
‒go against society's twist
show our faith in Jesus†
even as they attack us‒
condemn, crucify us
 
can we live as we speak
‒putting God† and Jesus†
on social media walls‒
can we truly live the call
‒not be afraid to fall
 
you are not better than me
I am not better than you
together
we are sinners
set in small parts
equal before the Lord†
 
living our lives in parts
makes it all‒
not hard
for we are part
of the Lord†‒
actions of the heart
‒instead of through
hate, lies and fear‒
we live in sincere
‒without anyone
to sheer
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‘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

‘In Truth’s Décor’

To love Unconditionally is a Choice that allows us not to give up hope when all seems lost. Healing is a Choice as well. It takes courage and strength…that of a Warrior. Love yourself. You ARE that important. God Bless!

 In Truth's Décor
 
esther's story's secretly woven‒
giving all a simple token
‒divine truth goes unbroken–
surviving through symbols‒
weaved into carefully
chosen words
‒begging those in hear:
 
open ears
to what is served
‒awards given
to those in deserve
 
all's well in the token‒
driven to a back-there look
in divine truth's beginning
 
(the two and zero
of grace given)
 
twelve's woven...over and over‒
in weaving words in deem
taken from the awakening
of enlightened nineteen
leaving behind
that of zero and seven
and a solemn maiden's hand‒
as she earnestly plows through
a worded, forgotten lace
as a man devours the beauty
of a woman's face
 
hungrily devouring God's†
carefully-placed words
–capturing in her web
the warmth of their embrace
‒opening up all  her
tormented traps
as He lifted His welcoming hat‒
giving what
her world...lacked
 
spring forward...years buried‒
learning the Way
in this worded maze
over and over‒
appearing through haze
divine passages‒
screaming out their maze
 
'look, look, look‒
there's more than words
in this book!'

 
in all these wording roots
listening, hearing‒
the spirit-driven cue
‒she knew exactly
what to do:
carefully orchestrate
explanation's verbate
through a divine magistrate‒
without breaking
golden rules
set by those
who hold the glue
 
don't be lost
in that of fool‒
there's an awakening
in two
–so listen
for the one tiny clue‒
for together
not two but three
‒do away with deception
for the better of the few
 
understand the coming mates‒
tally up this circle of eight
‒a player of aces and eights
where future holds dates
…and it's never in late
 
the cards...held by Thee†
‒oh the power of three!‒
built up the one and only Son†
who personally chose the one
a simple man's son
‒revealing truth
on fingers counting five
trying to live, stay alive
 
bringing troubles
screaming‒
I feel like I'm fifteen!
 
believing what seemed lost–
can never be redeemed
–not seeing the growing
of the unseen vine
‒driven solely
by the one who's Divine†
 
when all brought together‒
revealing the mercy
in signs
‒grace given
in the sum of nine
 
listen, listen, listen
there's so much more‒
in esther's given token
a weave already woven
spoken in words written
for destiny not forsaken
 
seven maids entered her den
seven years...the first begin
 
a year for the reviving‒
think of the twelve
apostles setting out to build
‒rethink
that back-there twelve
a beginning in mend
when in comes‒
the simple in friend
 
as came the twelve plus the one
‒Jesus...the one and three
of thirteen‒
the father of love in stream
awakens a rose in need
–fulfilling truth's chosen destiny
 
from His† reason in be‒
life formed
from a lover's spirit
as the whiff
of an october's harvest
‒the breathe of the tenth
opened gates
in a lustful ingest
‒a beginning
in awakefulness
 
from esther's gentle cave
her company of seven maids‒
thinkings of seven years
of  trails and testings‒
a tally in fourteen
‒a maiden forgetting
what was seen
like that of the king–
a thrown away dame
placing cards
on a lover's flame
 
truth's awakening‒
always comes in blind
as hormonal lights
screams again...fifteen!
–discovering
a woven-in beam
by God's† driven stream‒
the maiden awakens
in believe‒
like loving in a dream
feeling...again‒
the age of sweet sixteen
 
revelation...esther brings‒
as strife
came to her king
like waves of a hurricane
mixed with sways of cane
days to months‒
built in time
adding up
across the line‒
in whispers
of a spiritual nine
‒a constant set in design
to be the soul keeper
in remind
 
then time came‒
to shift the scene
like the brave age
of seventeen
building up
to that of nineteen‒
that ending of teen
‒steps in the makings
of a great king
 
a maiden looking back‒
the makings of a queen
twelve months‒
in a beauty's regime
‒six in the oils of myrrh
‒six in cosmetics and perfumes
living in the palace of a king
‒within months
counting twenty-four‒
she lived in the dream
of a true queen‒
fighting behind screens
for the better
of her king
 
in the spirit of nine‒
the mince of a hurricane
combining twenty-four
lights replacing rain
all adds up
to God's willing beam:
 
the spirit of three
along side the strength of three
moving carefully‒
a well-driven destiny
 
oh, gentle morning dove‒
look, look, look
the tone of esther in see‒
in that first month
in that twelfth year
‒the awakenings
of one and three
 
as two lived, two died
‒the takings of four
in the give
‒the getting and giving‒
for hearts to survive
 
as in the building
of an awakening‒
that of one and three
as a written record
of beautifying the heal‒
that of one and three
‒the beautiful sway
of thirteen
 
as came the twelve plus the one
‒Jesus...the one and three
of thirteen†
the father of love in stream
awakens a rose in need
–fulfilling truth's chosen destiny
 
all in the makings
of a king
‒over-looking
ten thousand talents
‒given then resented
then worked for
in a manifested dream
‒without thought
of the connected ream
 
as...seven years
in begin
as in the twelve
plus the One
‒Jesus...the one and three
of thirteen
 
oh, the pages
of esther's revelation!
a broken-down‒
spiritual enlightenment
leaving a mystery‒
in driven
an ending and a beginning
‒a moving to a second
in time
where there's no drawn lines
for God's right on time
 
as brought...again and again‒
one plus two plus seven plus eight
one and eight
‒the grace of nine
the breathing
of God's pure light
 
as one plus two plus seven plus nine
one and nine...the single
of one
God's number in sign
‒the highest in Divine!
 
bringing together
all this rhyme‒
 
esther's beauty‒
by a king...seen
but not just her beauty‒
captured his gleam
‒the beauty
of her hearing
really made her
his queen
 
in all awakenings–
there's forgiving
for all comes to an end
bringing in a new begin
–a carefully woven token
revealing God's†
enlightened scene
the sum...that of nineteen
where alls...not what it seems
–for in the sum
comes the means–
where the one and the nine
builds in ten
simplifying to the One†
who...above all else‒
is the infinity
of the sum!
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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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‘To Not See in Shame’

Micah adds to the importance of the Choose!

 To Not See in Shame
 
He's† coming–
He's† watching and...tired
nothing has changed
all lost in shame
playing a tireless game
for simple gain
‒forgetting His† glorious name
 
He's† coming‒
your songs are deranged
your mentality strange
believing in sports' games
gold chains and diamond rings
leaving His† name
out of range
condemning those who sang
glorifying His† name
 
He's† coming‒
152 sets the range
in time...sets the change
choose which side‒
you'll play your game
then it will be set
no more chances to change
you choose
it's your time
to arrange the change
before time
gets out of range
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