‘Agrippa’ (Yeshuah)

…’Then the righteous will answer Him, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry and feed You, or thirsty and give You something to drink? When did we see You a stranger and invite You in, or needing clothes and clothe You? When did we see You sick or in prison and go to visit You?’ The King will reply, ‘I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of Mine, you did for Me.’…—Matthew 25:31-46

Agrippa (Yeshuah)

it is a great mystery, you know
the tales told long ago
a seemingly coming of the Christ†

they waited patiently
and impatiently
they believed it was true
this coming Savior†

they breathed words
into their own mouths
stricted the women from learning
‒the great problem solvers‒
made them into weaklings
depending strictly on man

in some places
it is still like this

men of great status
holding all the pieces
telling of a great warrior
a magnificent king
of jewels and statue
who would wage war
save them from a captivity
illusive by man

they say they know the Father†
and all of His† great power

but they chose to see
only what they wanted to see

I† show you, prophet
things you don't want to see
and you want to see more
but you are afraid

rightly so

the Father† is much more
then some church hymn
He† is not candles and altars

you know this
and you fear
but you are full of wonder

the world is a different place
a hardened place
full of wants, full of greed

they don't want to see
the wonder
they know it exist
but the power it holds
is too grand
and it mocks what they teach

don't be afraid, prophet
hear and see freely

they only mock themselves
the power of God†
always exist
there is nothing they can do
to mock Him†

all their wonder
all their seeking
is for themselves
they will destroy
themselves only

when the Son† came
stepped foot on the earth
as man
they did not see
even when miracles
what cannot be explained
happened right before their eyes

today gifts are given
constantly
they see them as miracles
because they don't understand

these gifts are given
of the Father†
to awaken those who are His†

they don't need to be grand
nor explained
those who see them
know who's hand
is at work

as with you, prophet

miracles are far more

and you will see one, prophet
although others may not
but you foretold of this
for the Father† wanted you to
to cast doubt
yes, to fully awaken
what He† put inside of you

yes, this is for them, too

a sign of the coming age
those who know
and understand
this time coming
will want to destroy
any good coming into
this world
only to protect
the sins they enjoy

but it is only of this world
that their enjoyment last
for the pit awaits them

this sign, this miracle
coming to you
is the surety
of what I†, Yeshuah†, just said

I† am speaking to you
the prophet of words
for a time is coming
a time warned about
a remarkable unsettling
for the greedy and malicious

you now know
that I†, as man
didn't come, step foot on earth
to wage a physical war
but a spiritual one
within each person
but man decided
on his own accord
to wedge a physical one
and call it holy

bloodshed is not holy
but acts of the world

an explanation
in due accord

what God† did
through jacob
and moses
was not holy wars
but the act of moving
against evil
people who had no love
in them
blood was shed
yes
much blood was shed
and it was not deemed
holy
but merciful
an ending of great sin

up to
and even pass
the time I† walked as man
this great sin lived
secretly among the dead

I† did not come to conquer that
I† came to conquer
individual death
that which lies in each heart
willingly

in order to see a great kingdom
one has to be willing
to forego sin
and live accordingly

temptation is great
on earth
it will get greater
peril is coming
darkness will spread

through peril
each person must decide
on their own
which way to walk

it is up to them

many have already failed
the desire is too much
for the weakness of their heart

I† am He†
I'll† come when you are willing

(March 13, 2023)―He first led me to the Scripture in Acts that talks about Festus talking with King Agrippa and then having Paul testify for himself in front of King Agrippa. I closed the book and didn’t even read it because I asked a personal question and then was led to this page. After He named the piece Agrippa. He kept saying it until I wrote it down. After everything given, He said to go back and read the Scripture. I’m still not certain that I fully understand because He keeps me from understanding things He gives me to ensure truth prevails. He said that clearly to me in private and in writing. I’ll leave it to you to decide.

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‘Time Wasted: A Passing Notion’ (Yeshuah)

….Keep away from them. For such people are not serving our Lord Christ, but their own appetites. By smooth talk and flattery they deceive the minds of naïve people….—Romans 16:17-20

Time Wasted: A Passing Notion (Yeshuah)

it's a bleep of a second
that you miss opportunities
scarce they are
to improve on moments
a simple hello
a simple kind gift of love
conversation with a stranger
reassurances noted
helping someone's day
a frown replaced

all of these moments
simple gestures
adds to good places
on hearts

taking corrections
with glee and acceptance
instead of aggravation
and pride

taking advice
in good nature
putting them into practice
instead of throwing them away

it's all simple things
being passed to you
through another
by divine notations
because your worth was found

it is I†, the teacher
the master of all teachers
setting records straight
insuring a good fate
lies waiting in faith

take courage in the day
to see every moment
of good deeds
can be found
and used appropriately

a gleaming moment
of hope
passed along
without wasting it
out of fear
of what others
will think of you

their thoughts do not count
it is I†, the one sent
who matters
who sees every single
good deed
hoping you take the moments
and not waste them

the sound of cheer
rings
the hearing of joyful
proclaim
a good deed was performed
that striking moment
was noted
and acted upon
without hesitation

that's the makings
of a good heart
even when you think
it's bad
good deeds show proof
the good that lies within

it is I†, the Son†
a good deed
measures a heart justly
these words are true
righteous to the good heart

judgment has no place
in a good heart
it is not easy
setting pride aside
to abide by moments given
to do good deeds
but they are given freely
the choice is given to you
to use and not waste

be careful that you take notice
and not let these moments
slip by you
these tokens given
in matters of hearts
being prepared
for the kingdom

I† am with you
let the peace fall on you
when you do good deeds
for another
you are doing good deeds
for Me†
without acknowledging Me†
the good deed
goes unnoticed
for the heart is not polished
to truly see truth

value in truth
is everything that's good

I† am He† who is good
who is truth
when you deny truth
you deny the one
the Father† sent
the head of the foundation
of truth

see to it
the moments sent
get your attention

each moment acted upon
leads you to more good
the experiences you hope for
your resurrection comes
in good deeds given

you have to give
in order to be given

it is I†
trust in Me†
come follow Me†
I† will lead you
to the Father†
the king of all kings
the one above
no one is above Him†

I† am the light
let Me† shine upon you
in peace, I† give you rest

(August 31, 2022)—‘Time Wasted: A Passing Notion’ was given yesterday. After He led me to Romans 16:17-20. In the margins of my Bible, I wrote ‘October’s Mourning’. It is a piece I wrote in 2019 (Book 13), so I thought I’d include it with this piece.

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‘Backlash’ (Crucifixion Vision)

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

(August 24, 2019)―Wow! is how today began. A jolting out of bed at 4 a.m. to write. I didn’t want to get up. Three times I was literally jolted out of bed. I finally got up and I’ve been writing ever since. That’s what I’m suppose to do: keep writing.

I mentioned in a few writings that I’ll eventually have a section on here about my meditation journey…it will either be in a category or an entire section to itself. All I know is that I’m on an extraordinary journey and I’ve been on this journey for years now, only this time it’s elevated, and I’m to share the entire process here.

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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

(August 14, 2019)―It’s not fair you know. Being the bearer of such news. But it seems only fair. Micah in the Bible. I bet he felt a similar feeling. Only I’m not a prophet. All I know is that the book is written. The only one needed. No need for another. History repeats itself. The warnings always the same. How many times will it have to be?

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‘Pulling A Jonah’

Adhering to the Message!

 Pulling A Jonah
 
you can run
but you can't hide
upon you, lies God's† eye
from one end to the next‒
He† does not change His† tide
He† remains the same‒
in all colors of die
 
no use in the pretend‒
no use in loud or shy
His† call to you to ride–
to accept or to deny
either way
you'll pay with your life
eternity in die
eternity in the light
you choose
you have that right
 
‒that calling comes
from really high‒
you can run
but you can't hide
you...He'll† seek and find
throw you in perils of life
'til you accept with every sigh
 
cry little birdie...cry
He'll† wait
'til you get the right high
bowing your head
reaching for the sky
 
He'll† force your comply
He† knows your heart inside
His† calling
from within or outside
important for the rise
He'll† rage the water‒
'til you submit to the cry
then you'll see‒
the beauty of the light

(August 13, 2019)―The things we do NOT listen to! Oh, my! Karen, you’re such a hard-headed child! Agreed! Agreed! The story of Jonah. That’s where I was led to this morning. I’ve written about Jonah before comparing it to the feeling of depression. That’s how I find the separate parts of each Scripture is: They tell us something different to each individual, but as a whole, the story of Jonah is much more powerful.

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‘Time Allotment’

Healing individual and nation byway of God’s tests!

 Time Allotment
 
there were so many‒
but not quite like the three
babylon, rome, egypt
 
babylon wiped from the map
rome...an enemy-insertion trap
as egypt turns
to left-over scrap
 
there were many other nations
tribes around the world
worshiping their gods
in a swirl
disappearing...gone
‒their gods' validation
 
God† over-shadows all others
they last quite a while
then smothered
God† doesn't interfere
doesn't even bother
‒leave them to the world's wonder
just how many gods
are under the thunder?
 
once mighty rulers
having gold and emeralds
hundreds of years‒
forcing slaves
to dry them tears
in each heart
placements of fear
thousands of years
controllers held dear
 
all before: Jesus† appeared
 
slowly, slowly rulers
of such magnitude...disappeared
 
are you blind...think so queer
that you can out smart‒
thousands of years!
 
just three: babylon, rome, egypt
oh my! thousands of years
they had reason‒
held their egos so dear
forcing love to the rear
live by hate, pride‒
the shield...instilling fear
 
but barely old enough
to even see rough!
built up pride and ego
not even three hundred years!
laugh, laugh, laugh
‒the emptying of the glass
chances were given
to help you last
‒you're just using it in sass
 
sweet, sweet land of milk and honey
days are coming less sunny
 
countries with more maturity
countries with much more history
fell to the feet
of the Mystery†
ancestors left
with no one to call majesty
‒take heed to that of sincerity
you're wasting a gift‒
too young...a baby
not even close to maturity
ego, pride, greed‒
wasted years in cruelty
falling to the hands
of evil in royalty!

(July 5, 2019)—I was led to Ezekiel again today. Political mess. Shootings again in America. Not schools or theaters this time…Wal-Marts! I ask: Why not Target, or the malls, or Walgreens, or any other branded store. Why Wal-Marts? Strange occurrences. The schools. Sure there were a few out-of-sort shootings trying to throw it off, but mostly schools. Then theaters. Random? Across the country. Even less than six minutes from my house! Then a concert…I’m thinking it was going to be the first of many, but then security took over. Stupid really…to target a place like Vegas…that shit spills all over the country. I went to several concerts after. Security is high! Now stores….

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‘Men of Songs’

Understanding depression and the veils by-way of Job!

 Men of Songs
 
I thrash out my complaints
I take the hurt, the blame
put it all on my shoulders‒
knowing
through all this rough terrain
not one showed sincerity
not one came
 
so I let tears fall
like rain
open my mouth
my worded train
feeling alone, empty
worthless...plain
wondering if I'm really insane
 
I cast out my stones to You†
‒Your† broken little dame
all these tasks
my life...so drained
not knowing the final aim
just take it all in‒
the arrows of false names
on invisible ropes...I hang
 
told...life is but a game
learn to play it...you win fame

 
You† and I know‒
that's not how it's framed
life isn't at all a game
You†...no one can tame
someone so righteous‒
You† easily cast in flames
and that person
will never be the same
 
when this heart
feels weak in faint
I look at all my I can'ts
I re-hear all those filthy names
know...none of them...I ain't
but I know‒
I'm such a tiny piece of grain
and the only fame
to be claimed
is that of Your† sweet, sweet name
 
I'm so, so tired
of being maimed
so tired of lonely's strain
what have I gained
on this hateful, lonely lane
 
I know it's part of Jesus'†
each and every vein
I'm so weary...feelings‒
my work done in vane
so, I call on you...Jesus†
please take all my complaints
straight to our Father†
‒pull me out
this agonizing drain
forgive all my trespasses
turn me over‒
to at least one heart
who feels the same
‒a bit of hunger
a bit of tame
to do works of good‒
in Your† sweet, sweet name

(July 24, 2019)—Our mothers. Veils. Mercy. I’ve been having a hard time putting my thoughts on paper lately. It may not seem like it but it’s still true. I end up writing it in my head then when I sit down, the same thoughts that I had don’t come out. I didn’t want to write anymore. For the past week or so, I’ve been in a battle with my self I guess you could say. I’m tired. I’ve been doing this work for seven years now. I’ve been writing and teaching and learning for over 10. I’m tired. But I’m to keep going.

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‘Shelters From Storms’

Using our gifts the right way byway of Matthew! How do we discover our gifts? How to use them? How to multiple our inside wealth? Easy. Listen.

 Shelters From Storms
 
take these gifts...give them more
open, open...will be doors
no more seeking to find
say this is mine
it shall be yours
 
place bets on things
instead of doors
what's yours will be no more
 
treasures are found
in gifts stored
open, open the doors
heal from your sores
be fierce...the power is yours
 
take these gifts...do more
help the needy, help the poor
put life in their décor
never asking what for
 
open, open the door
don't be the evil's whore
take what you know‒
take it and soar
high, high...my little commodore
what you wish...will be yours
for without fear‒
the Lord†, you adored!

(July 24, 2019)―There’s reasons for everything! Twice during meditation this past week I was presented with doors. The first time there were two doors. They were white and side by side. I went to open the door directly in front of me and it was locked. My team (I actually can hear them.) told me to try the other. I did. It opened. I was cheered. I didn’t see myself walk through this door. I just knew that I had entered. And the manifestation process began. The second time there was just one very large white door. I opened it and saw myself walk through it.

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‘Solitary Confinement’

The truth of planting seeds by-way of Jeremiah! It’s time for hurting to take the personal responsibility to heal.

 
Solitary Confinement
 
they're out there enjoying life
those who lied and betrayed
while she sits in silence
waiting for her time
 
they all believe the opposite
of what is true
they are all blinded in fool
while her tears cause her to drool
praying...her inward tool
for being condemned
doing what she was supposed to do
 
all abandoned her
deciding to judge
where no judgment was due
pitying her–
where no pitying was due
 
so she accepts the cross
‒knowing full well...who's in charge
in the waves of other's flaws
like a rage doll...she was tossed
 
but her hopes
stayed with the light
their insecurities
weren't even her fight
in her eyes
she just watched their blight
screamed at them
in her troubled fight
thinking it was her right
standing up for herself
against the night
those suffering for lack of insight
in only the Lord†
can things ever be right
 
yes, she watched...screamed
with all her might
years of blight‒
but it was never her fight
‒she was already in the light
 
so she waits...sometimes in cry
accepting the silence
her temporary confinement
for ever lasting enlightenment
as those who suffer inside
play with false lives
on the outside
‒the lost coveting what they lost
concealing in lies...lost
not knowing what it means
to take it to the cross
 
yes, they condemn her, judge her
placing her in depressed...lost
when all the while‒
what they refused to see
she was always a faithful child
of the Boss†!

(July 23, 2019)—There’s a lot going on but little of nothing. What’s taking place in my life is not on the outside per say. I never really knew what was meant by Spiritual Awakening. To be honest, I thought it was all a bunch of crap. But I could never deny the things I’ve experienced when it came to the spiritual world. All the experiences I’ve written about in My 12-Book Series, well, they actually happened. Everything I’m experiencing now…it’s actually happening. It’s not in my mind, or some crazy deal. I think this is the part that separates the spiritual realm from the rest of the world. People go to church every day all around the world, but they really don’t understand what they are hearing or reading about because so much is left out of those preachings.

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‘Hold Them Hard!’ and ‘Rest in Certainty’ (God)

Our Lord is demanding of today’s society through Ezekiel: Accountability and personal responsibility!

 Hold Them Hard!
 
don't let up
they must see love
it's coming from above
‒not in some tattered glove
to the side...to be shoved
 
give them the hard
look beyond the stars
way, way up...far
help them remove scars
rise up...be hard
‒make them see the cards
 
don't give up!
hear words of the morning dove
they are all the cubs
make a fuss
even if you have to cuss
don't...don't give up
 
so many are in starve
needing life in carve
open up, open up the jar
be the worded bar
know I'm† here in hard
 
instruction in the shove
My† little turtle dove
no worries for the fluff
I'm† done with that stuff
it's coming
to the push and shove
and...I'm† the shove
I† give you the boxing gloves

(July 18, 2019)—This is the second work today. This afternoon. I had no intention on type this stuff up today, or even posting, let along writing a second. I was led to yet another section of my Bible that is not marked up, nor visited since 2007. Again, the theme continues. If you made it to this one, you’ll need to go back to ‘Orchestrated Part’. This is the first time this has happened. I did several in a row on codependency, but nothing like this.

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