‘Trickle, Trickle’

I have read so much confusion, again something God has revealed to you through me, that it is ridiculous. But God tells me not to worry. It isn’t my issue. No it is not. If you don’t truly know God or want to hear what He has to say today, then you are missing what is going to come later.

 Trickle, Trickle
  
 trickle, trickle
 get a tickle
 no Need‒
 get another's principle
 let's be a wrinkle
 maybe a freckle
  
 trickle, trickle
 out of the cradle
 to the hospital
 for a breathing bottle
  
 trickle, trickle
 two more with a tickle
 soon hourly stays‒
 build to more
 than the middle
  
 trickle, trickle
 leaving behind principle
 becomes regrettable
 in parking lots‒
 tents become normal
  
 trickle, trickle
 months added by decimal
 more in wrinkle
 ‒black bags numerable
  
 trickle, trickle
 running around little freckles
 four months in the cradle
 maybe it's time‒
 turn to the bible
 ‒no one's at the funeral 

(March 20, 2020)―These sets of numbers were put before me today: WWI 1914-1918: 16 to 40 million causalities; Flue Pandemic 1918-1919 50 to 100 million causalities; WWII 1939-1945 70-85 million causalities (3% of the 1940 world population!).

Interesting isn’t it? 100 years and we face another pandemic. The 1918 pandemic was basically caused by soldiers coming home from the war and spreading it. Look at those numbers! Then there are other wars: Vietnam, Korea, then local wars where the numbers were extremely high and I’m sure all medical personal did the numbers and wrote tons of papers on the numbers.

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‘The Puzzle’s End’

When God wants you, He will shake your world up! And He will keep shaking you until you get the memo, ‘Hey dude, I’m calling you, answer the phone!’ It steadily rings until you DO pick it up!

  The Puzzle's End
  
 so young
 so in between
 –living and running
 fast-paced scenes
  
 knowing this
 knowing that
 putting it all together
 in fact
 not knowing
 it's all a trap
 –in will come
 the collapse
 in physical or in mind–
 the hands will clap
 they'll stand a little
 for that
 –then you'll see
 only their backs
 obvious or not
 it'll happen...count on that
  
 you'll question
 all in your habitat–
 where you once felt
 the autocrat
 –sometimes the bureaucrat
 –even the true diplomat
 whatever format
 –your knowledge–
 the smart-ass cat
 was all that
  
 then you fell to rat
 on the ground...splat
 or against a wall...splash
  
 all you knew crashed
 leaving you lost
 in a unquestionable gasp
  
 it's when you see the vast
 –after that sudden ask
 –like it was a forced task
 but it happened so fast
 yet so slow in contrast
  
 it's when you recognize
 this upper-class act
 this thing beyond
 just a simple glass
 it seems‒
 a I-don't-want-to-let-go mask
 but it's not at all...a mask
 it's an all-around broadcast
 –you know, but you don't
 you think you're in trespass
 but you're not an outcast
 so how can it be that
 ‒it's a different hourglass
 catching you in pizzazz 
  
 it's when you understand
 the acrobat
 simply doesn't swing
 but glides with hands clasped
 around their back
  
 it's knowing your mind
 was kidnapped
 but now it's back
 –you no longer live
 in a man-driven syntax
 no need for a polygraph
  
 you now hear the phonograph
 although...it's not a phonograph
 you just know the path
 like knowing truth about this
 and that
 like spacecrafts, even witchcraft
 it's now above all that
  
 it's knowing–
 you can know that
 then not know that
 it's knowing–
 you can see that
 or not see that
 it's knowing–
 you can hear that
 or not hear that
  
 it's just depends on 
 where you're at
 –your journey's path
  
 it's understanding–
 not being mad
 accepting–
 knowing who can change
 all that
 ‒with a wind's simple laugh
  
 that's when you've crossed
 the graph
 from ignorance in testing
 to knowledge in wisdom
  
 there's a path
 –you will enact
 you will react–
 adhere to the telegraph:
  
 stay on the raft
 however hard the path
 it won't last
 if you fall off–
 get back on the raft
 it will pass
 deal with the riffraff
 –the wiretap
 question...ask
 it will all pass
 don't get off the raft
 whatever sass–
 stay on the raft! 

(February 24, 2020)—This was written on January 3 of this year, my 51st Birthday! I spent it alone. In fact, against my will, but I understand it now, I’m working on spending an entire year by myself! Something I’ve been wanting to do for a very long time. No more codependency! God is awesome! No more need for a man in my life. I don’t even need my family. Just me. And this awesome experience with the spiritual world. And birds! Twice a day, they come to the trees outside my apartment and hold meetings! They commence all at once and then they adjourn ALL at once! It’s really interesting and beautiful!

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‘Careful Watch’

‘…judgment and justice have taken hold of you. Be careful that no one entices you by riches; do not let a large bribe turn you aside. …’Job 36:16-21

 Careful Watch
  
 He's† taken the chalice of my womb
 sent it away
 He's† taken the depths of my knowledge
 stripped it and remade
 He's† taken the love in my heart
 succumbed it to death
 ‒strangled it in plea
 forced me into bleed
  
 He's† forced me to see man
 the depths of his heart
 from the agonizing of sin
 as he pillaged my soul
 to see breaks of beauty within
  
 He's† taken my pride
 emptied its glass
 He's† smashed my vanity
 revealed how beauty doesn't last
  
 He's† placed His† hands on me
 holding me down deep
 'til all anger seeped
 ‒as on my bed...I selfishly wept
 He's† forced me to see
 depths of insecurity
 every seam of my body
 ‒forcing me to look at it
 in sincerity
  
 He† strangled my throat
 stripped me of my prideful-laden coat
 He† put strips of silver in my hair
 lowered my cheeks
 ‒keeping me from smiles
 as I laid down to weep
  
 He† sent rivers to my eyes
 He† laced me with horrible scenes
 ‒revealing man's discrepancies
 truth in what he denies
 ‒right before his very eyes
  
 He† brought pain to my heart
 as I listened to man's lies
 ‒lessons from He†
 forcing me to see‒
 the depths...inside of me
  
 like the thunder in the night
 He† forced me into fight
 turning me inside out
 struggling through a blind man's sight
  
 He† waged His† war on me
 taking me from a marsh, soggy land
 to a desert's broken sea
 He† swarmed me with locust
 He† opened up the lion's den
 devouring me down to bones
 covered in a blanket of skin‒
 not seeming my own
 ‒lost and unsure
 of where I belong
  
 He† singled me out
 forcing me to see man's empty clout
 He† filled me again with knowledge
 put a strong whip in my hand
 slashing a worded belt
 pulling empty judgment
 from man's mouth
  
 He† forced my body in paradise
 striping this mind
 with His† roll of the dice
 ‒using my voided, naked body
 as an eagle grips a helpless bunny
 He† took my heart and mind
 drawing out evil in kind
 ‒as I crossed every line
  
 ―†―†―
  
 His† power is beyond
 anything known to mankind
 He† can force us to see
 what He† wants us to see
 He† can force us to hear
 what He† wants us to hear
 ‒nothing is beyond His† reach
 it all happens‒
 for Him to teach
  
 man thinks he understands
 man thinks he's reached
 the depths of God†
 man throws:
 'listen, we can teach you'
 'listen, let us correct you'
 but man is wrong

 God† controls every song
 His† whispers are louder
 than the lowest of sounds
 His† eyes pierce the thickest of walls
  
 man can not teach
 where God† instructs
 His† knowledge out weighs
 any man's scale
 His† abilities are beyond
 any notion of achievement
  
 He† can bring you pleasure
 endless treasures
 then in a swipe of His† hand
 destroy with a swift puff
 of the sand
  
 who can dispute
 who can say they understand
  
 who buries themselves in science
 thinking they are in control
 of their conscience

 who can perform surgery
 thinking they are in control‒
 their knowledge is their own mastery
  
 who can build their wealth
 thinking they rule their money
 thinking they outsmarted
 the one and only Creator
  
 who bows down to statues‒
 man's endless idols
 thinking praying to them
 will grant their request
 thinking God† doesn't see
 their devotion to idolatry
  
 who controls industry
 thinking they themselves
 came up with the designs
 came up with the formulas
 came up with the ideas

 who writes a book
 who sings a song
 who acts in a play
 who plays an instrument
 who dances a dance
 who paints a picture
 who mothers a child
 who marries a wife
 who does any type of art
 ‒any type of skill
 thinking they rule their nest
 thinking they are excellence
 ‒above all the rest
  
 lost sheep
 in a blind man's sea
 ‒not looking at the truth of He†
  
 the Artist of artists
 gives you the heart
 ‒you have a responsibility
 through this given creativity
  
 He† puts it all into motion
 from the slightest of movements
 to the biggest of bangs
 from the slightest of whispers
 to the loudest of declarations
 ALL...at the mercy of His† hands
  
 —†—†—
  
 SEE in ALL things‒
 God† created
 ‒there is nothing
 that does not belong to Him†
  
 He† sends the good
 He† sends the bad
  
 ALL answer to Him†
  
 who can say
 tomorrow will be theirs
 who can say
 their lamp is good
 who can say
 they are seeing in careful watch
 who can declare righteousness
 through anger and hate
  
 SPEAK UP! ANSWER!
  
 He† gives knowledge
 where knowledge is due
 He† gives wisdom
 where wisdom is due
 He† will give, He† will take away
 He† will veil‒
 seal your mind
 seal your eyes
 seal your ears
 when He† needs to move you
 when it's time for you to prove
 the depths of your heart
  
 He† will send in hard love
 He† will challenge the depths of you
 ‒see what lies deep in your heart
 He† will shake you
 He† will rattle you
 He† will put before you
 what your mind cannot conceive
  
 when He† calls you
 He† will seek you
 when you turn on Him†
 He† will darken you
 until you answer Him†
 until you blast open your heart
 until you face your self
  
 that's
 that's
  
 the mercy...God's† help
  
 that's
 that's
  
 the reveal in judgment
 ‒the love of a Son†
 coming in‒
  
 for only then
 have you opened your eyes
 in careful watch‒
 you see truth all around you
 you become aware‒
 those blankets in deception
 that try to again steal you
 ‒absent is hate and angre's drool
 for Yeshuah†, you become the fool
 LOVE...LOVE is all around you
  
 that's
 that's
  
 when true knowledge awakens
 you become just a child
 your Father† tested you
 your Father† challenged you
 ‒you've learned...at last
 how to win your prized key
  
 by the force of heal
 from wounds buried deep
 ‒what God† wanted you to see
 destroying the shame
 that kept you in captivity
  
 that's
 that's
  
 when you are totally free
 ‒no fear to see
 for you surrendered
 to the ultimate Holy in See! 

(December 28, 2019)—A hypocrite. Shame. I addressed the hypocrite on my personal Facebook page discussing that I wasn’t a preacher. You can go read it. It’s public. Karen E. Leger…my page name. or k. e. leger my author page name. A hypocrite. I was called that too many times to count. Yeshuah called the Jews who were entrusted to teach the Law of Moses (God’s Law) hypocrites. Do you know why? Apparently not. I also heard that I needed to hang out with other Christians, so that they can correct me, by someone who calls himself a Christian, while calling me  names and saying I am the worse thing in the world and the cause of all his miseries. He is the second person to say such a thing in my life. How can I be the cause of another person’s misery? That’s the solid question.

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‘Time to Pray’

It’s beautiful outside isn’t it? A peaceful time…give Thanks to God. For He is the reason it’s a beautiful day.

 Time to Pray
  
 don't bow your head–
 mourn for the dead
 they are now gone
 you're still safe–
 in your home
  
 pray for your resurrection
 pray for spiritual protection
  
 lift your head

 you are not dead
 praise in solemn joy
 in loud sounds–
 raise your voice
 you're given this choice
 let your eyes moist
 then look up–
 not down at soil
 –your life's not yet
 in spoil
  
 pray for happier days
 pray to live the Way
  
 unite together
 in these times–
 join and gather
 listen to your heart
 instead of falling apart

 all things done in darkness
 shines again
 with love and forgiveness
  
 pray...it's a time in rejoice
 pray in ease–
 leave out bitterness' claw
 –this is time to review
read over all the clues
 make a choice in go
 then let the heart grow
 forget long ago
 it's time to glow
 –let love flow
  
 pray in a unite
 pray for the Light
  
 when all comes in fold
don't grow cold

see...as the sun peaks
 there in...love sneaks
take time in weave....
 pick up piece by piece
 those living in receive

  –leave those in decease
for all those gone...
 Yeshuah's† wide open
for the receive

 you who remain alive
 know your body didn't die
 open up...feel the vibe
don't fall to plight
 so you too...will walk
 in the Light 

(November 25, 2019)―Read aloud the following verse and listen to the words coming out of your mouth.

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‘Taken Accountability’

Accountability is everything. It’s the first step to saving your own soul.

Taken Accountability
  
 oh, precious, precious maiden!
 see that the Lord†, you forsaken
 so simple His† ways
 ‒the laws He† gave
 a Son†...sent to ease the craves
  
 but...in...you caved
 pretending you're saved
 ‒feeling protected
with those natural resources
 in your caves
feeling protected by those hands
 you shake
  
 oh, broke, pillaged virgin!
 your beauty masked in sin
 sunk to greedy corporations
 stolen by man-made
 religious congregations
  
 you haven't looked in mirrors
 you haven't diagnosed
 your fevers
 your lack of accountability
 has awakened every surety
 God's† unconditional love
 ‒forcing you into maturity
  
 He's† waiting patiently
 for truth's sincerity
 for love's vulnerability
 in correcting‒
 through accountability
  
 but...on blind eyes, deaf ears
 you failed to see
 you failed to hear
  
 welcoming all nations
 by your vulgar invitation
 you've sold yourself
 ‒lust and corruption
 lies and manipulation
 drowning God's† vision
 ‒He's† pass frustration
  
 no longer‒
 your beautiful skirts
 can they be mended
 no longer‒
 your long wavy hair
 He† can spare
 ‒your jewels have
 lost their shine
  
 let this be your warning
 and your sign
  
 the world has fallen
 at your feet
 now...God† is out
 of His† seat
 standing firm
 on HIS† feet
 ‒He's† coming for full
 accountability
  
 no longer‒
 think of the body
 ‒too late...in retreat
 it's your soul‒
 in spirituality
 that salvation‒
you must seek 

(September 20, 2019)―Oh, my sweet, sweet Job! This second writing I received today was revealed through the following passages from the Book of Job. In this set of passages, Job is making a case for himself on his righteousness. For you, God is telling you what to do. He’s giving you so many chances. Of course, byway of Yeshuah. He’s the one appealing for you. You should appreciate that because God’s already revealed through the visions He sent to me that the button’s been pushed.

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‘Scolded Child’

No one is smarter or has more power than God. No one. He WILL discipline you. He Will.

 Scolded Child
  
 the stubbornness of me
 has put me in deep
 but I can't deny
 the greatness of Thee
 all of my control–
 set in captivity
 as You† bring Your† hand
 down on me
 –not in subtle–
 but instantly...directly
  
 job knew this powerful deed
 many have felt and seen
  
 You† can push all eyes away
 turn people to blind
 give loneliness new bleeds
 then bring in welcomeness
 one by one–
 all on how you deem
  
 You† have the power
 to bring life or death
 people contend it's luck
 or an accident
 or a vicious attack
 they don't see
it's God's† tip
 of His† hat

 the predestined fact
 without prayer
without glorification
 no changes...it remains
  
 you will suffer
 for He† wills you to suffer
 you succeed
 for He† wills your success
 you mourn
 for He† wills you to do so
  
 if you go through life
 deaf and blind
 your predestiny remains in kind
  
 if you listen and see
 newness of destiny can be
  
 when He† demands you
 there's nothing you can do
 there's no dues to pay
 there's no getting outta
 anyone's way
 you must do
 or He'll† torment you
 'til you comply in the do
 so do what He† ask of you
 without question or drool 

(August 28, 2019)―The Book of Job. I had a few more arguments with God. Yes, out loud in the space of my living room for several days. The Bible says to question everything…I do! In my argument, Job came up. My meditation journey has taken me to places I didn’t expect. I’ve done some reading online, some of the experiences I’m having aren’t written about…well, not what I’m finding anyway. There’s a part, which I’ll explain later, that is bothering me a great deal. I fight it. Well, I was basically scolded for fighting it then…THEN…I opened my Bible and there it was…JOB! I haven’t been led to Job in quite a while, but I in my argument, I used Job and there it is today…GOD IS AMAZING!

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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 Yeshuah's† name
 each and every vein
 I'm so weary...feelings‒
 my work done in vain
 so, I call on you...Yeshuah†
 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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‘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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