‘Salt’

He will not let you continue to parade your bull on His sons and daughters. He will take revenge. Why? Because He’s a very jealous God.

Salt
 
it's all up-wind, ya know
all these words
you know you heard
but you're still‒
shuffling through dirt
not knowing‒
which way to flirt
just on anyone's coattail‒
you skirt
‒just getting by
telling lies
offering made-up alibis
hoping it'll all fly
‒so with them
you can lie
 
I just sit here
throw up a yawn
maybe a fart or burp
‒up that ally
I can't even surf
on too many shoulders‒
it jerks
‒leaving me ask myself:
 
'what exactly am I worth?'
 
yhea, I just pass on
a little sigh
‒with telling the truth
I'm not at all shy
 
through you‒
I went pass the sky
up into the universe
to God† the most high
He† made me see‒
of you…the seriousness
of why
 
so go on now
this second half of life‒
to the Lord† I bow
no longer do I need‒
little boys to give me a wow
 
I'm duty-bound
to the place that taught me
what it means
to be found
‒without having to first
drown

Note: This set of frames was taken on November 9, 2019: Certainty of Visions. There are so many things right before our eyes that we refuse to see. In this particular frame, God is revealing something massive! In the ray, which David has pointed out over and over, God uses the the energy to draw, paint. And I was overwhelmed this day by what David was showing me. Are you going to deny that the art ISN’T there? Why do you keep lying to yourself? God is the ultimate creator. This isn’t make-believe. Of all the things He reveals in the pictures, you deny them. So, He pointed out this particular day these paintings to you. And He ask, ‘Are you still blind?’

This is the original frame. What is happening is behind me.
David said blow up the ray, and this was what was inside of it…see the energy?
This is what, through the energy of the ray, was being painted. It changes by second, even less than a second. If you can’t see the picture, you are blind and you need to focus on why your eyes are blind because there is so much to see when your eyes are opened!

(October 3)―My registration on my car expired and I can’t renew it until I get a smog test done, so I went today to get one. Funny thing. I failed, or rather, it is incomplete! Strange how that sounds. My battery finally gave out. I got a new one this pass week. Well, these new model cars, mine’s a 2012, need to recompute! Isn’t that something! I have to go drive my car around about 40 miles for it to complete its recompute! Then I can get my smog ‘pass‘ so I can renew my registration.

Salt‘ was written before this happened. God thought I needed to learn a little more. Then He reopened me to the following Scriptures. Matthew 18:15-17 to be particular about it! I often scold myself for calling people out on their BS. I don’t do that to be mean. Way, waaaayyyy…far from that! I do it for them to repent, to make them see their errors and fix them. I forgive them. I always do. The turn side: They don’t forgive me and they further bury themselves in their debts to the Lord. And the Lord says to me: They need to recompute…have a rebirth in Me as you have. Give them time and you will see!

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‘Not Much’

To love…you make that choice. It’s not changing your mind. To truly love, you can’t change your mind because it is not with your mind that you love: It’s with your heart.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken November 9th. The image of the double Orbs in the bubble, which appears many times since September 27th, stands for love…a two that becomes a one in harmony because of pure hearts truly loving each other and forgiving each other for each’s short-comings. The purple light coming from the bottom and shining on the Orbs stands for Jesus’ love. You can’t be truly in love without Him guiding you. He IS love.

 Not Much
 
it doesn't take much to love me
–your enchanting laugh
sharing everything inside
(outside is too surface)
it's that place...way down deep
where I know you–
and you know me
–the deepest of secrets–
we keep
between God†, you and me
–and no one else
gets to see
 
it doesn't take much to love me
in my arms...you're free to weep
while letting me hold you–
without having to be neat
letting go...a time in baby
knowing I don't think you're weak
but courageous and strong–
for letting it all out...seep
 
it doesn't take much to love me
it's having our song–
you holding me gently
never embarrassed–
to dance with me
 
it's touching my body
desiring to hold me
–whatever my shape...wanting
giving me that security
that it's my heart–
that sets you free
–not sexy or beauty
 
it's building me up in strength–
gestures and words in tiny
just because you are happy
–to be in my company
 
no, it's not much to set me free
putting me on a course–
you...wanting
not needing...wanting
to please
in a world so hectic–
slowing it down in ease
–giving you back...all of it
what you gave to me

‘Spaces to Stay’

Believing in love is hard after being let down. Sometimes, we just have to throw our hands up and trust in God’s plan. Those who don’t see God’s plan: they just keep going round and round. Trust in that Jesus Love. He’ll come through when He knows we are ready.

 Spaces to Stay
 
I wanted to think
you cared
I wanted to believe
I was more than a barbie doll
to stare
I wanted to be in arms
somewhere...anywhere
just to feel accepted
–not just in skin...bare
 
I was wrong
 
a constant staring in air
playing dress up–
fixing my hair
without a soul to care
 
just once...wanting to be
more than just a dare
to not dawn sex to wear
–just being there
believing...I'm finally
free of the tear
leaving behind
every frightful scare
that I'd be left
for another in bare
 
I was wrong
 
the weakest link–
everywhere
the spear always wanting
to be somewhere
–in a different anywhere
 
in blank spaces I stare
voiding empty glares
all those running
to somewhere
spreading themselves
anywhere
–getting no wheres

‘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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‘Share Grace—Repent’

To repent and forgive ourselves and others is really hard, but a must and it takes courage and a warrior heart. Do you have it?

 Share Grace—Repent
 
it's all in how
you run your race
leaving behind
God's† grace
for the better
of mankind‒
changing their
backward's trace
relocating
their hidden face
to the onward‒
Jesus†-inspiring base
 
it's how you let
the pace
‒what you put
on your plate
then‒
what others add‒
for taste
‒it's up to you
in good faith
choosing what
to debate
recognize
evil's bait
what's merely
for the vase
what's meant
as a trait
what's inward‒
to lace
‒adding up
to hate
 
be careful not
to move‒
with such haste
it could all
add up
to common waste
 
if you veered
from straight
let evil drown
you in mace‒
it's not too late
‒change that fate
 
Jesus† is ready‒
to hear your case
‒you are never
a mistake
you just carried‒
on your shoulders
on your back‒
a bit of
heavy weight
 
stop putting off‒
stop the wait
‒evil likes to place
on you‒
an unsteady rate
its lying
trying to debase
‒deep inside
you are
a Jesus† mate
 
it doesn't matter‒
what...at all
you ate
‒dig in...regain
your faith
 
‒you'll find deep
in your heart and mind‒
combined
a bright, shiny ace
as you lose
pride and ego‒
move into
a repenting state
‒willing in semi-sedate
of your way
in meditate
 
opening doors
for Jesus'† way
‒forgiveness of self
for your grand entrance‒
in God's† heavenly gate!
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‘I Work For You’

Keep pushing through. The gifts waiting are far more than you ever dreamed. Cry, scream, slam your fist into walls…know it will be okay. Your life is just beginning.—kel

 I Work For You
 
I'm here
struggling, too
run, jump...come through
my energy
I pass to you
in flight
I visit you
my love
I give to you
helping you get through
 
I work for you
say prayers in twos
we said our adieus
not in words of true
but in faces of blue
as pride and ego
forced the cue
–what's already written
in the book of truth
 
I know you see it, too
you feel my energy–
in heart, get through
leaving you
in tads of confuse
run, jump...come through
–it's the spirit of soothe
passing it all to you
 
look to the morning doves‒
as on the ground
lies the dew
no need to kneel in a pew
just look up‒
they are watching you
even hearing
what you're thinking, too
 
I work for you
in a manifestation clue
run, jump...come through
it'll be okay
whatever you're going through
keep going‒
the time line...right on cue
I'll be waiting for you
through all your doubt‒
through all the emotions
that swarm you‒
give it to the words do
God's† waiting on you
urgency in time's review
as I lay
working for you
knowing you'll get through
‒forgiven
will be
all your past dues
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‘Channel’

Don’t change your independent self because of another person.

 Channel
 
a bird flies when its free
it stagnates
in captivity
its colors blossom
in variety
fading in ambiguity
‒plucking them out
in atrocity
 
in nature...the act in free
all the same
in its facility
a trapping technicality
‒being free has its complexity
 
as a woman
in her diplomacy
giving true
to her effeminacy
when treated
with significancy
 
when she's satisfied
in her sexuality
she falls into compliancy
even in another's complacency
giving up her self-sufficiency
even her style in flossy
being, at first
blissful in buoyancy
 
as it goes...comes the decadency
becoming aware
of the deficiency
–a broken down fallacy
as she meets each exigency
 
outward...comes her adamancy
as gone goes her sexy
–an inward building pudency
her usual controlled diplomacy
loses its bearing
to rampancy
 
as goes the controlling austerity
saving-money hostility
‒slowly caving
in her impetuosity
 
attention...gone its notoriety
even her newly shaped nudity
once praised with delicacy
gone...with looks
words in vulgarity
stripping
all her sexy naughty
–leaving vagueness
in commonality
 
lack of interest
opens a familiarity
once ignoring
so much secrecy
once ignoring the mendacity
pulling forward
all its perfidy
as gone...all her sensuality
understanding
its diverted generosity
she becomes lost
in recalcitrancy
–the precious kitty lost
to lunacy
 
all for giving her free
to submissive captivity
for the awakening
of her sexuality!
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‘Love in Action’

Actions, in spite of resentment, still say LOVE

 Love in Action
 
no matter the resentment
it was given then taken
actions of love
still...not just a must
but a do
 
it's all giving
without judgment
helping without faking
actions in love
doing
without needing a clue
 
it's helping another
without commitment
being truthful
without manipulation
actions in love
doing
for words are not enough
 
it's getting over
the resentment
‒those taking without
returning the give
actions in love
still...a beautiful mark
on the heart
in the making
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‘What Comes Out’

Anger: How changing this one emotion can change your entire life!

 What Comes Out
 
she weighted
the things she's said
‒those retaliating words
she weighted
the things she's done
thinking it all hard love
but it was anger
‒acting out
over another's danger
 
what makes you do
these things?
 
she pondered the question
the only answer: retaliation
she bowed her head
in confession
responding to those living
in secret
putting her in the dark...deeper
 
she weighted
her lost of control
‒all man things took their toll
grabbing at her in hold
her...letting it all
use her in bold
 
anger's put her in the red
shaped thoughts in head
then actions without thought
knowing the wrong
in every heart beat
then came further heat
 
she weighted
all these things
knowing too late always rings
seeking truth
sets off anger in sing
it's her life
not just some fling
 
she sighed just a bit
thinking these things
anger's become a distraction
at times
giving satisfaction
‒the evil whore's demolition
 
she bowed her head
in greater confession
this her greatest sin
one...with‒
she no longer
wants to blend
control‒
a fight she's determined
to win
‒using gratitude
from God's† den‒
the only way to contend
‒be put in the light
from way deep within
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‘Hidden Treasure’

Discovering the hidden treasure in yourself!

 Hidden Treasure
 
I found it
in the mince of broken
it was afraid and hidden
an abundantly harvested token
‒over used and forsaken
 
I took it in
without fear's notion
‒not even feeling a demotion
I bathed
in its scented potion
rolled around
in its storied creation
 
I overlooked‒
its wicked formation
for I saw‒
a different translation
‒one that needed
a believer's gratification
one with a heart-filled formulation
 
I listened
to its every beckon
sometimes, in stages of drunken
 
all around...deemed it poison
something to be shackled‒
in a far-away prison
 
I threw out‒
traditionalized opinions
nothing stuck‒
rotten or forbidden
its scent just heightened
‒nothing could be wrong
or mistaken
 
I moved like lightening
intentional burns‒
gone...forgotten
‒days passing slow, steadfast‒
good ridden!
I drove it‒
to an endless vacation
‒whatever conviction
out...came my eviction
 
I smiled as I saw its rising
all my stops...fully opened
pulling it out of hopeless‒
with my inner-most motivation
‒a darkened star had risen!
 
I fought everything
in grand petition
every inside concentration‒
I put aside
rose to the occasion
‒with the fierceness of driven
this hidden treasure
overcoming every treason
to become the lamination
of a new generation!
 
stop!....
 
reveal
came its different ideas written
all avenues taken‒
off records...stricken
–beating all those defeating‒
overcoming...petitions
a losing validation!
 
I lost to its mention
‒there...in its private station
came to life‒
its own treasure hidden
in all its careful motions‒
belts and strings
forcefully tightened
 
I craved to be enlightened
–nothing valued...given
anything to elevate my vision
halted in moments of frighten
 
I fought constant bent roads‒
tried to straighten
tried to remember each lesson
through all that glistened‒
it had its own secrets woven
‒knowledge in listen
mixing up pointless decisions
taking all the forgivens
icing them‒
in the forever of frozen
 
yes, I found it
in the mince of broken
it was afraid and hidden
an abundantly harvested token
‒over used and forsaken
 
but all the good of will‒
off...steadily shakened
breathing‒
living a horrid token
in anger's hidden conviction
‒all that's been stolen‒
on others
its constant reliving
 
it found its way‒
in rebuilding
using knowledge given
slashing‒
all help's salutations
keeping to itself‒
a stolen formulation
‒to avoid sharing‒
treasures hidden
as I sit
in lost wanderings–
moments
I took it
out of forsaken
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