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‘When You Are Sure!’

The veils revealed through Ezekiel 38 and 39.

 When You Are Sure!
  
 self righteousness
won't get you far
 look to the stars
 get out of your cars
 stare
not at mars...stars
  
 your petty judgments
 your petty arguments
 have not compared to wars
 the Lord† has charged
  
 out of Peace
He† can forge
 start from nothing...wars
 use the enemy
for a cause
 that didn't exist
until veils barged
  
 your evil thoughts
won't get you too far
 for He's† in charge!
  
 you don't have a say
on your part
 when He† Needs
to move forward‒
 His† barge!

(July 16, 2019)―I’m to write my truth to you. A lot has been going on in my world and it is happening fast. I seem to have written enough about the healing…what we are responsible to do for ourselves. Now, the writing is upsetting in a way. I’ve had some hormonal days topped with the upstairs neighbor having strife…I’ve been sucking up the energy, and then getting this spiritual awakening (go ahead and smirk…I had to look all this up myself), now these writings that are coming. I’ve been crying for two days.

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‘Orchestrated Part’

The orchestrated part of the Jews in Jesus’ death…the same In me and YOU! The veils! The veils are put on to teach us, in order for us to grow! Trust is so very important!

 Orchestrated Part
  
 it was a very long time ago
 still...its people hold
to Pride and Ego
 passing on lies
 why the Christ†, on the cross, died
 they knew the why
 –at least some on the side
 but following the crowd–
 far greater than the One
up beyond the clouds
  
 a man who'd done miracles
 right in their faces
 they refuse to believe
was of God†
 they saw then denied
 all past scripture
went out windows
 all evidence given to see
 in their books
coming to Life
 ‒it wasn't Ignorance or Strife
 but veils hiding the Light
  
 they were presented the Truth
 still...they remained in fool
 those veils...heavy tools
 when God† has something
for you to do
 no different for the jews, too
 since Yeshuah's† blood
sealing covenant...in new
 for me and you…had to come True
  
 they were given a choice
 free-will's uncanny voice
 pontius...in his armored hide
 what ya want me to do?
 with a mixed emotion in his eye
 after all...he was a tool, too
 for the role he played with the Jew
  
 they had a choice: all they saw–
 this wasn't a game with toys
 this was a Life
put in their hands
 a Life of the Light
 to decide...their very right
 the ultimate test
 to trust and confess
 or to kill...remain in unrest
  
 the veils...so heavy to wear
 testing the hearts everywhere
  
 Pride, Ego...closed eyes
 to kill...Yeshuah† must die
  
 He† had to die anyway
 it was already a paved Way
  
 they weren't wise to that
 –after the third day
 everything became fact
 Ignorance came in
took its crap
 history didn't change–
 everything written
didn't change
 just the veils...God's† will

 ‒they didn't appreciate that
 being used as tools
 instead of accepting their role
 they denied
the Light's gold
 defying God†
a purposeful stroll
 passing on Lies...in deny
  
 some...sincerely
knowing the Truth
 but hiding, coveting
 wearing black gowns
 mourning their loss
 Ego, Pride's heavy cost
  
 they bang their heads
at the wall
 they pray, pray, pray
 in their heart–

 (God's† not going
to do their part)

 in their hearts
they must acknowledge
their part
 accept it, appreciate it
 then praise Yeshuah, the Christ†
the Lord†

(July 12, 2019)—Are you worried about your life? You shouldn’t. But I do know how it feels to NOT know. It’s a scary feeling. What would you do if someone came to you and gave you a message from above? Clearing up matters for you in such a way that it sort of all made sense. Would you listen?

There are so many examples throughout history that give us hope. If only ears were open. The veils. There’s much to say about them. Whenever you are lost in the darkness, the veils are on. Every time you think you were dumb in something that you did, you were in a way…but know, it wasn’t you…it was God…the veils. Each of us have a part in everyone’s life that we cross: We are the body and Yeshuah is the head! God uses us to test each other’s faith, each other’s true heart. Once we learn to accept that (the true meat of the Bible), then we can understand the why behind our trials and accept them.

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‘His Pickup’

Have you answered God’s call? He’s waiting on you!

 His† Pickup
  
 I talk to the air
 pretending someone's there
 –it's only fair
 since no one sees
how I comb my hair
  
 I go for days, weeks
in this brave affair
 feeling angels everywhere
 then I fall to despair
 acknowledging
no one's really there
 wondering
if anyone really cares
  
 I go until I can't
my hand to face in cry–
  
 this isn't fair
  
 too long I've been waiting
for the care
 working, doing
wanting someone truly there
 but...just surrounds me
thin air
  
 I get completely lost
in this temporary despair
 then...comfort arrives
out of thin air
  
 I was pushed back
and about to fall,
 but the Lord† helped me.
 the Lord† is my strength
and my song;
 He has become
my salvation.
  
 revealing there's someone there
 someone who truly cares
 waiting, fighting there
 waiting to become fully
before the Lord...bare
 dealing in past affairs
 –having courage to dare
  
 shouts of joy and victory
 resound in the tents
of the righteous;
 the Lord's† right hand
has done mighty things!
 the Lord's† right hand
is lifted high;
 the Lord's† right hand
has done mighty things!
  
 victory is every where
 I can feel I in the air
  
 I will not die but live,
 and will proclaim
what the Lord† has done.
 the Lord† has chastened me severely,
 but He† has not given me
over to death.
  
 I know all won't be lost
in despair
 I know there will be saved
so many little hairs
 so I basked in this empty air
 as...taking place
the attended affairs
  
 open for me
the gates of righteousness;
 I will enter
and give thanks to the Lord†.
 this is the gate of the Lord†
 through which
the righteous may enter.
 I will give You† thanks
for You† answered me;
 You† have become my salvation.
  
 all things will be fair
 as comes...the perfect affair
  
 the stone the builders rejected
 has become the capstone;
 the Lord† has done this,
 and it is marvelous in our eyes.
 this is the day the Lord† has made;
 let us rejoice and be glad in it.
  
 seeing truth...so there
 I anticipate
with welcoming flair
 I know this heart I wear
 –out of pure despair
 comes a star's brilliant glare
  
 o Lord†, save us;
 o Lord†, grant us success.
 blessed is he who comes
in the name of the Lord†.
 from the house of the Lord†
we bless you.
 the Lord† is God†,
 and He† has made His† light
shine upon us.
 with boughs in hand
join in the festal procession
up to the horns of the altar
  
 in bowed head...I do declare
 life is as it should be–
 it's not in the tear
 but in the solid of repair
 that God† reveals
His† humble stare
  
 You† are my God†
and I will give You† thanks;
 You† are my God†
and I will exalt You†.
 give thanks to the Lord†
for He† is good;
 His† love endures forever.—psalm 118

He’s Waiting On You!

(July 5, 2019)—I haven’t written in a while…been busy with the testimony of my recent events, which has proven not difficult, but more of a soul-searching deal that’s taking me nearing over a month now to work on. It’s okay. I have plenty time. There’s never a rush for things these days. In due time, they do come. But I have been working diligently and long hours. I went to bed at 5 a.m. this morning and woke up at around noon to people asking me if I felt the earthquake. No. I’ve been busy.

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‘Anger’s Infest’

Anger wants you steadfast! God wants you moving forward!

 Anger's Infest
  
 feel it beneath your skin
 evil's way of getting within
 actions in horror's den
 ‒ways of evil's perfect sin
  
 it'll trap you in cussing
 it'll condemn you in swearing
 pulling at you...probing
 wanting your reaction
 for it's only satisfaction
  
 it'll take all
of your triggering notions
 you...down...dragging
 as it smiles
in sadistic laughing
 craving your giving in
 your fight...it's welcoming
 celebrating
your mind's condemn
  
 anger...evil's infested gem
 words, actions
its consistency in playing
 wanting you
self to defend
 so it can celebrate
in its win
  
 feel it beneath your skin
 evil's way of getting within
 actions in horror's den
 ‒ways of evil's perfect sin
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‘Thank You for the Time’

Let yourself learn from the lessons given!

A sample from Book 12

  Thank You for the Time
  
 I often mix up the rhyme
 wanting the rhythm
in times
 then I think
this life of mine
 has to end some time
  
 thank you, Lord†, for the time
 the silence
the frozen bones
 thinking deep...on my own
 without stories to tell
 ‒just a visit home
  
 thank you, Lord†, for this time
 everyone has seeds sewn
 everyone to everyone...cloned
 beeps from a wireless phone
 passing on‒ 
without really being known
  
 I thank you anyway, Lord†
for this time
 for bleak bitterness
in my mind
 for the tearing love
in my heart
 ‒I once fought so hard
feeling so torn apart
 in this space...I am caught
 reading words‒ 
to me...once taught
  
 thank you, Lord†
my lessons are mine
 listening deep‒ 
watching go by...the time
 wondering if enough‒ 
I've been kind
  
 no backwards
only forwards
 can I move the line
 taking the lessons‒ 
building new rhyme
 understanding the journey
 through time
is not just mine
  
 thank you, Lord Yeshuah†
 for all those moments
in time
 I'll bring them all in
 play with them
in my mind
then cherish the rhyme
 after all, You've† given me
the time
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‘Knowing is Living’

Don’t be afraid to follow your heart!

A sample from Book 7

 Knowing is Living
  
 if you're stuck
at a place
 know
there's reason
for your stay
  
 the longer you wait
 ‒longer you'll suffocate
 look deep in your face
beyond flesh and bone‒
 beyond memories you chase
 beyond hurt
you want to erase
 beyond a past
that did not last
  
 deeper you must go
 for life
again
to flow
  
 it's no one's race
but your own
  
 when you're at
a constant steadfast
 there's something
way down deep
 you must surpass
something to grasp
 ‒learn
so a future
you can earn
  
 stop complaining
living in emptiness
 look at self
get off the damn shelf
 you again
build
all else
seal
  
 beyond face
look deeper
 reveal your hidden secret
bloom
 open your eyes
see
 your new life is ready
waiting‒
 ‒a steady, slow pace
for you to take
 nothing's at stake
 but self
your inside wealth
 listen...hear
for you've already earned
 what in your heart
burns
 your fruits‒ 
it's all up to you
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‘Unshattering’

‘Unshatter’ Who Others Want You To Be!

A sample from Book 9

 Unshattering
  
 don't look at me
 –your indifference
 don't say you know me
 –a casual acquaintance
 don't try to control me
 –words are just cadence
 don't think you have me
 –trivial acceptance
  
 all things of me– 
 –piece after piece
 glued, sewn, stapled...rebuilt
 whatever it took– 
rekindled this book
  
 take a good, hard look– 
whatever I could
 not caring...if I should
 nor daring...if I would
  
 it's all just burned wood
reasons understood–
 renewing me
back to peace
 –a whole lot of free
 this place
I can just be
  
 don't come at me
 thinking
you'll change me
  
 this unshattering of me
took time, deeds
 please, please, please
of others' reprieve
 –to undo
the beating of me
  
 secrets aren't hidden from me
 through your swirling sea
clearly I see
 –it's so easy
to flee
 without missing
one beat
  
 go on...see
in a breeze
I'll swerve
 I know what I deserve
  
 no longer...this me
covered in ego's dirt
 no, no...I'm in free
 I'll easily flirt
test the waters
 –even in the deepest of curves
 avoid pride's careless surf
'cause I can, you see
  
 no longer...this heart beat
 buried in condition's thirst
 me...you cannot convert
 aware, I am
this value in worth
 the whole of me–
  
 a choosing little tweet
 –accept me
 –go on
the street...beat
  
 in choice...I'm free
 no longer sufferings in need‒
 living carefree
in wanting desires of please
 –the truth of me
   who I'm meant to be
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‘Salvation’s Need’

To Deny Others Is To Deny God!

 Salvation's Need
  
 test after test
I have failed
 my 360
to the cross...nailed
 You† brought people to me
 in their time of weak
 ‒salvation
I failed to help them seek
  
 instead, I buried them deep
 words from my mouth
did seep
 actions
I didn't allow to creep
 in self
I curled up in weep
  
 my time has come and sailed
 out of all of it
I tend to bail
 turning my back
not wanting to see
 how another's picture
on them...creeps
 I just give up and flee
  
 whatever awakens
this ignorance of me
 strip it
take it from me
 strengthen me
help me to see
 keep me from feeling sorry
lost in self pity
  
 Lord†, this part of me
 that lived unselfishly
 I lost
please return it to me
 without this lumpy throat
from way down deep
 without fears and anxiety
 help me open my mouth
speak
 in words of calm
humility, peace
without selfish
insecurities
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‘Pity-Party Me Not’

Don’t Fall To the Devil’s Trap and Lose Yourself to Pity!

A sample from Book 8

 Pity-Party Me Not
  
 save your grace
 ‒me crying in your face
 maybe it's best to walk away‒
 not have your good spirits replaced
 with my selfish-daunting embrace
  
 don't let me crowd your space
 in a lost self-pitying race
 I have to find my way
 backward steps
not to trace
 get up
move forward‒ 
there's a dream to chase
 ‒a gift
in my heart
God† did place
  
 in all that oh-poor-me lace
 ‒wasting day after day
 I put aside what's great
 for others' self-demeaning fate
 ‒those who lost faith
 not giving time of day
to words God† had to say
  
 that day after day
turned to year after year
 willingly serving myself up‒
 a circling, dead-horse tray
 my own bed made‒ 
self-pity's prized bait
  
 around and around
up and down
burying my I
 around, around, around‒ 
a circling maze
 ‒down, down, down
in self-pity I laid
  
 to whomever'd sit and listen
I'd saturate‒
 serve self-pity's cake
 jump in with pleasure
without thought‒ 
bathe
 smothering my I in hate
 on self‒ 
adding burdensome's weight
  
 flying free
in the greatness of unease‒
 my eyes‒ 
lost in sedate
 ‒shielded behind bondage's tape
 over my happy‒ 
anger's blackened cape
 misery's base
I did drape
  
 I closed all gates
let the sun's ray
 slowly sink to night's blackened gray
 ‒down, down, down
in a mercury-ladened lake
 'til I laid in waste
 seemingly sealed in a darkened cave
  
 I held on tight‒  
my wilderness-mentality trait
 fighting against moses' trusting faith‒
 doing whatever it took
 ‒forget heart's break
 with constant play‒ 
attending every sinful date
 ‒hearing God's† words
refusing to obey
 falling down, down, down
not caring what's at stake
 from reality‒ 
wanting to separate
 losing to evil's webbing spray
  
 everyone turned‒ 
from me
ran in haste
 'til self-pity became my only mate
  
 then came the day
deep inside me‒
 God's† hand began to vibrate
 my wavering faith
evil couldn't take
 ‒mixed-up signals
my heart began to translate
 at first
a slow rate
 raising from a bottomless crate‒
 I began harder to pray
  
 through all my mistakes
 for me
God's† patience did wait
 cradling me
as I lay
 ‒drowning in self-pity's tears
 softly patting my back‒
 knowing how slow this I operates
 telling me:
  
 it's going to be okay
 take your time
it's your way to make
 no matter the pace
it's never too late
 ‒whatever the case
 I'll† help you break
evil's enclosed vase
  
 harder I did pray
 hearing clearer His† words
 stronger became my faith
'til that magical day
 His† light alone‒ 
out of that darkened cave
 my way
He† did pave
  
 here and there
self-pity comes, says hey
 for moments‒ 
again
I lose my way
 but as light as a needle of hay
 He† lifts me
 ‒His† light pours within me
 an abundance of rays
 blinding evil's come what may
 filling me with gentle's taste
 ‒oranges, apples, grapes
fruits of my labor
 the brilliance of grace
my truth in faith
 proving to me
nothing stands in my wake
  
 so, each time
self-pity‒ 
I seem to embrace
 just give me space
 let me alone face
find my own way
 backward steps
less and less to trace
 each new day
faster and faster
I replace‒
 that wilderness-mentality trait
 ‒evil's webbing embrace
oh-poor-me beckoning date
 soon to disappear
without a trace
  
 the deeper I pray‒
 quicker and quicker
I re-find my way
  
 with purer, stronger faith
 realizing
it's not just a dream to chase
 it's a gift‒
 in my heart
God† did place
  
 so, my self-pity
please don't embrace
 turn away
give me my moments
to pray
 my special one-on-one date
 just me and my Lord†
 ‒heavy in faith
immersing my I
 in words He† has
to say
  
 ‒no time limits placed
on days I pray
 just know when I emerge‒
 I'm stronger
heavily armed in His† way
 so each tomorrow
I'll easily face
 for I'm endowed‒
 smothered happily
   in His† amazing grace
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‘Stepping into the Fear’

Forget the Fear. Concentrate On What You Want!

A sample from Book 6

 Stepping into the Fear
  
 what you are is what you think
 ―an old worn out thing
 but living half your life
you come to see
 how truly right
these words ring
  
 any day-dreaming thought
 even silently in the dark
 ―closed secret of the heart
 given enough time
begins to shape its part
  
 if the pictures seep in your head
 while laying in bed
 something you dread
or just want to unwed
 ―be careful
your repeated secret byline
 given enough time
 will come to you
will come true
  
 it takes years
to make the picture clear
 bits and pieces― 
many scenarios pass through
 your reality won't mock it
 your actions won't show it
 but in the universe
you did throw it
  ―over and over
believing it just fantasy
 only your mind can see
 nothing close to your reality
 what does it hurt
losing yourself to its scenes
  
 just a day-dreaming thought
 something imagined in the dark
 ―silently in your heart
 where no one has to be fought
 something you think
not really sought
 given enough time
begins to shape its part
  
 with enough passing days
 with enough nights to fade
 the fantasy slowly builds
 secret thoughts turn real
  
 the universe enjoys enough time
 fantasy to reality begins to align
 instead of in your head
 ―hidden secrets fed
soon to become
a life led
  
 deep inside
you try to deny
 your eyes continuously cry
 this can't be right
 you start a war
 ―feverously fight
 an outward dreaded fear
 ―at first unclear
 the day-dreaming thoughts stop
 as hands move on a clock
tic-toc, tic-toc
 all your eye-seeing reality
 becomes your secret fantasy
 not exactly the way you saw
 ―the same is the result
  
 wiping away the tears
 now, it's all perfectly clear
 what you wanted the most
 ―the secret you didn't boast
 was the one thing
you truly feared
 the fantasy
that only the universe
could hear
  
 so it changed your course
 ―it may feel forced
 you yell, scream, cry
over and over asking why
 repeat, repeat, repeat
'til you're hoarse
  
  it leaves you no choice
 but to step into your fear
 ―see your secret thoughts
 as the true reality
of your heart  
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