‘Empty Hallow Spot’ (Yeshuah)

‘Empty Hallow Spot’ (Yeshuah)…But the Scripture declares that the whole world is a prisoner of sin, so that what was promised, being given through faith in Jesus Christ, might be given to those who believe.—Galatians 3:19-22

Empty Hallow Spot (Yeshuah) 

it isn't empty
it seems empty
this waywardness
digging deep
needing the insides
to seep

come closer
you will see
the autumn
around the corner
then the winter
a mourning feat

come close 'o winter
come close all who mourn
set your sites on Me†
Yeshuah†, the one who keeps
pure hearts of righteousness

the opening vastly awaits
comfort brings
above people and things

'o solemn awakeness
seek the openings
the smallest endeavors
for anew is coming

hold forth to needing
but need the right things
comfort of sorrow
in the mince of confusion

the combining agent
just a fragment
of the lost and found

awaken 'o wonder
listen to the rain
as the waters rush
can't you hear its sound

beat, beat, beat
goes the rain
a hunger of thirst
that's never quenched
a wayward host
pretending in boast

as the prophesies lay
so does the hand of God†
a waywardness in wrath
for man's guess
a triumph in the wrong things
a nontrusting fellowship
of words He† commands

all of them
will come to pass

the iron making its way east
no time to cease
as conditions worsen
as fighting becomes less
monies falling
in the wrong hands

be patient My† dear prophet
these things must take place
in the face
of all the human race

they will know
His† mighty hand
protection will become
upmost important

currently, they are struggling
with man made
their discussion on what to fear

it is His† wrath
they should fear
but they don't
for they can't see
through the lies and deceit

they will

a combine is making its way
a child of the wrath
a golden spike
one 'you' can't hold

don't undertake His† wrath
don't think you can
He† sees the pillage
of His† seed
it abhors Him†

the truth to man
is never what truth is
man has a way
changing things to fit his need

don't waiver in faith
those who seek Me†
with all their heart
with all their soul

I† am not gone
nor am I† a folktale
or something ancient
I† am
as He† is
as you are

seek comfort in prayer
lift your burdens
through faith

changes are coming
they must come
preparation of the change
is a must
confusion is set
words will be said
maybe miracles and delusions
question all that's put
before you

truth doesn't change
God† doesn't change

awaken 'o wonder and see
preparation of the prepared
those belonging to Me†
are guides for those who 
cannot see

all the words given
they are instruction
for preparation
they are warnings
for this preparation

don't wither in your prepare
be on guard
'o watchmen of the tower
warn them
or their deaths fall 
on your heads

the ways have been told
not for your academia
but for light
for the life of those sincere
to live in the light

for the kingdom overshadows
and I† am the way

it is I†, Yeshuah†
speaking for Him†, the Father†
speaking for Myself†
with words He† gives
thus I† give to the prophet

go in peace
if you have ears, hear
these words are truth

Note:  The photograph David chose is from October 2, 2019: Wave Warning. He has me using these photographs over and over again so that some day, you will notice what God has been telling you. The elements in the photographs are intentionally used for God’s purpose, not mine. I tried to duplicate these photographs again, but can’t. They were done on purpose for you. He has sent warnings upon warnings, and what He sends those He chose comes to reality on His watch, not ours. As with all His prophets, some 500 years pass at times, sometimes even 1,000 years. My number that I constantly got was 152-54. Now it’s 150. Time is moving forward. What will happened? You’ve already witnessed a virus that is far from being over and a war that is far from being over and a financial crises that will worsen as the clock tics. And the sad part, as God warned, man is causing these events to come by his poor choices. God’s love is unconditional and He gives us all, every single person on Earth the freedom of choice, free will. And those choices cross over each other setting up a collision course that we will not be able to stop. God will allow the collide for we chose it. So, the self is important. Get your self right with God. Do good deeds. Do a LOT of good deeds to offset all the bad marks already on your heart. It is a choice made strictly by you.

(June 19, 2022)―He led me to Galatians 3:19-22 through Galatians  4:21-5:1.

If you belong to Christ, then you are Abraham’s seed, and heirs according to the promise.Galatians 3:23-29. The ‘if’ factor. If you are true, then you have the faith. What exactly is the faith? The Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit is truth. He knows who is true. You can appear to be a righteous person on the outside, but inside you are manipulative and deceiving…the Holy Spirit knows and bypasses you.

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‘His Softness’

That which gives you inspiration to go on!

A sample from Book 12

 His Softness
(Sweet Man)
there's moments
I want to cry
in this aging bit of life
‒not understanding
what to fight
he comes into my sight
deep in my thoughts
I get lost...caught
then he kneels before me
‒my world gets lost
in his sea
cradling me in his arms
all that fight...gone
aren't you tired of this yet
his question without hiss
we both knowing
we keep rocking a boat
that just needs
to float
my response in insist
over and over...rowing
this knotting rope
without losing
gentle's hope
feeling it all melt away
with soft words‒
he has to say
as he pulls me
in his sway
I want this‒
not just for today
but every day, in every way
I know the truth‒
when I look into his face
love...in every line
to trace
as his black hair
fades to gray
by his side
I feel everything safe
when he leaves the room
behind...closes the door
I'm left with my thoughts
shifting deep
in my core
yes, I'm tired of this
love is far more perfect
surrounded by his softness
then sitting in a room
lost in miss
his love
trying to forget
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Surviving the Knife of Those Who Betray You!

A sample from Book 12

(April 21, 2018)—That knife becomes weaker when we gain the support of others, when we start to see the true meaning behind our life. That knife doesn’t come out that easy especially when you see everyone’s true disclosure.

There’s so much to say, then there’s nothing to say. I have this much on my mind: If they don’t want to see you, it doesn’t matter what you say or do, they won’t see you.

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‘Do Your Thing’

When they’re paving the way for another ‘thing’!

A sample from Book 12

  'Do Your Thing'
standing still, so rigid
memories return, so rapid  
do your thing
words that seem splendid
once before, becoming frigid
leaving me in stupid
words that shouldn't‒
but still stick
like a repeated lick
too afraid to admit‒
concentrating on self's wick
leaves doors open for the slick
that's just not it
it's that aged-old skit
played out...without a script
distance begins the slit
less hugging, more anger
words constantly in twist
‒making the mind constantly flip
there should not be panic
when felt before
this tactic
flip, flip, flip
skippy, skip, skip
the past's certain mimic
leaves only you in chaotic
breaking your spirit
turning to God for guidance
less comes the kisses
every ounce of erotic
disappears in a lick
‒the body is just an it
you become invalid!
time with you, the omit
things get drastic
leaving pure conflict
and you are the reason for it
how to be so quiet
when affection‒
you can't even solicit
pushed away...again and again
leaving you frigid
a body drowning
in an unhealthy orbit
taking you're the reason
for it
you're not pretty enough
you're too fat, too sad
when...in truth's logic
their argument, distance‒
all part of the already written
‒no need
to repeat it!
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‘Depths of Heart’

Mind your heart or others will not!

A sample from Book 11

 Depths of Heart
protecting self‒
not letting any other
put it on a shelf
seems to be utmost important
‒above anything else
for in self
happiness lies
rises high
above health
any amount of wealth
‒pulling the heart
out of hell
out of the darkest well
for in truth heart dwells
untied from man's inhuman belt
released from whatever shelf
man tries to impel
keeping the heart from melt
‒happiness locked in a cell
get out, get out
see yourself‒
way deep inside
where happiness compels
in heart
where it truly swells
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Anxiety created from the fight against codependency!

A sample from Book 11

she waits‒
closes her eyes
breathes deep
‒her face tingles
her heart races
her palms sweat‒
a heat under her skin
rises...coming quick
shh...she repeats to herself
each sound
each speck of light

builds the burning

she fights
shh...again and again
don't do it...not again
she begs repeatedly
settle down, please
begging, begging

the exploding need

building, building
forcing her mouth closed
forcing her body steal
‒as tears stream down her face
begging, begging
can't you see...anyone
can't you see

I'm trying, trying...
my grip is slipping...

as she loses control‒
her mouth yells
or her tears fall
‒no matter who's around
down, down, down
she falls
back to a child‒
innocent, broken
just for a while
'til she regains
to go
one more round
in life's paradigm
where between herself
and herself
she fights
hoping, hoping
the next time‒
she'll steady the line
‒that too often...
breaks her holding-together vine
Continue reading “‘Source’”


Racism, hate: Evil’s best friends. Don’t let it consume you!

A sample from Book 11

liars seek truth‒
falsifying a life
without any light
manipulation...their due
cutting it on cue
‒without noticing
the coming dues
their belief‒
trying to convince you
all they do
true, true, true
backing them‒
there are few
their spots change
sending you to the loo
oh! what to do?
‒without cursing them, too
truth is truth
no half truths
‒it's either all true
or just makings
of a waterloo
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When politics blinds your truth!

A sample from Book 11


she stood there shaking
what have I done‒
causing this imagined awakening
‒have I forsaken
forgive me, Lord†

ease this hating
in her silence
her heart opened
‒a simple token
what truly lived
in this here maiden
she watched them all
as the stones began to fall
‒to her knees
no longer...she felt tall
over and over
coming at her skin‒
little hard balls
then a sudden stall
a mere moment
she recalled
the dust settled
her tightly closed eyes opened
upon her dress‒
tiny red splattered drops dribbled
her pain...tiny tickles
what...a blink before
it seemed a fable
her fear lifted
was this a gift
her sins shifting
to ultimate's forgiveness
‒this she did not know
but the sudden stop
she felt her heart unfold
cast your stone‒
if clean...your bones
she heard the voice
then the made choice
as all around
stone after stone
hit...not her
but the ground
silence remained
she still knelt‒
in blood stains
as shifting of feet
the sudden in retreat
silence...not daring
to lift her head
then a shadow overcame the red
a hand reached out
get up child
a mere whisper without shout
strength from Him† came
as her legs rose
her eyes did the same
His† light dried her tears
all became so clear
her heart felt clean
in His† eyes...she seen
truth's unending scene
her life redeemed
it wasn't a dream
‒pure and serene
forever...trust in Him†
she proclaimed
for the Lord†...by her side
Continue reading “‘Disillusionment’”

‘My Turn, Your Turn’

You can’t take other people’s opinion of you seriously!

A sample from Book 9

 My Turn, Your Turn
(Sweet Man)

I'm not you
you're not me
in this
can we agree
there's pain‒
I've taken it
to gain
I'm insane
me...you blamed
called me names
‒your smeared campaign
left me in open terrain
running like a hurricane
‒remorse uncontained
provoked disdain
batting back
in profane
my I...redirected blame
taking, absorbing‒
leaving me totally drained
‒all so, so in vain‒
in you...pain remains
‒I've not gained fame
just added pain
in me...a mixed-up pang
I'm not you
you're not me
in this
can we agree
without shame‒
from all other's pain
my I to reclaim‒
silencing the rein
my own thinking
in God†
I acclaim
‒all that re-directed pain
forced anger
in defame‒
I've released the inflame‒
filling my own inane
understanding self-love's domain‒
to self first
be humane
I'm not you
you're not me
in this
can we agree
your pain
is your pain
no longer
in me
do I ingrain
what's not mine
to explain
I'll let you yell, complain‒
my I...constrained
these boundaries
can't be drained
have your say
me...you can't arraign
my I...in God's† grace
I'm not you
you're not me
in this
there's no choice
but to agree
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You have to re-examine the past first!

A sample from Book 9

Lord†, You† took me
sound, bound, found
then back around
‒a 360
showing me what's wrong‒
all around me
I've seen plenty
I know in surety‒
it's not me
round and round
‒every degree
others can't see clarity
in self‒
running on empty
Lord†, I thank You†
I would have never
all this view
if it weren't for You†
taking me through
I pray
these words‒
I have to say
some call
silly riddles
‒but standing on principles
breaks hearts
after all
like the roundness
of balls
we surely fall
‒after the sudden
the total...360
round, round
I openly see‒
after tears
I'm ready to be
what in me
You† see
Lord†, in Your† hands
I place me
this journey‒
back in trust
forward...I'm ready
for the thrust
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