Everyday Human I don't write for kings or even queens or those suffering in wealth ‒they truly don't know how to find self they're too busy in stealth ‒filling unfillable shelves I write for the everyday human the ones struggling the ones somewhat comfortable in their lost existence I write with insistence a certain arrogance only found in a Lord†-driven cadence He† called me 'prophet' I can't live anymore candid everything's changed hearing His† voice sing feeling His† discipline's range ‒knowing Truth isn't found in gold rings to write for Him† passing it to them I'm forced in solitude ‒a well-schooled tool creating a vestibule inside each one of you for the sake of what He† asked me to do no, I don't write for kings or even queens I write for the struggling of means for those wishing dreams of being kings and queens I write to say that's not the Way in all these Words He† has me say
(March 23, 2021)—Please read all the way through in order to understand truth. ‘Everyday Human‘ was written March 19. After the writing, I was led to pages 1584-85 in my Bible: Paul. I didn’t do anything with the piece. Then today, no writing came. Just pages 1416-17: Yeshuah. After reading the work and then both sets of Scriptures this morning, I bowed my head and cried.
‘Everyday Human‘ is written about why I write all these words. I don’t like to publish work that involves me. I really don’t like calling myself a prophet. I don’t feel so worthy. The sets of Scriptures are about what Yeshuah expects, what God expects and what is often the result of that expectation.
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