‘Just Cause: An Adamanel Phase’ (Yeshuah)

‘Just Cause: An Adamanel Phase’ (Yeshuah)…’No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for service in the kingdom of God.’―Matthew 8:18-22; Luke 9:57-62

Just Cause: An Adamanel Phase (Yeshuah)

be well in your thinking
time moves at its pace
a slow and precise one
not known or discovered

have the rhymes tricked you
have they stunned you
yet
have they caused wonder
and appreciation
that the Father† could speak
so adamanel

do you wonder the reason
yet
or are you slow in understanding

let Me†, Yeshuah†
continue to explain
so maybe understanding
will become clear

don't haste in your awakening
but don't stay asleep
to the wonder
set before you

don't be quick
in you calling of conspiracy
many words have been given
over the centuries
many have taken truth
and blended it
with aged-old traditions
taught by man
to match their own understanding

things are not what they seem
but the Father's† ways
in all their mysteries
are for the better of man

slow down and seek clarity
before acknowledging
what you think you know

it is righteous
to seek clarity
before gaining popularity
to fit inside a society
that is developed for gain

the Father's† ways
are not for gain
but for understanding
building strength
where weakness lies

let's talk traditions for a while
many claim I†, the Son†
am God†
I† never claimed to be God†
I† said We† are one
yes, I† said that
We† are
just the same as you are
one with the Father†

I† am the Son†
the first Son†
your clarity is mixed
for reason

take hold of this comfort
I† am not God† the Father†
I† am His† Son†
sent to clarify His† plans
for the future
you are part of this future

I† was sent
though I† have always been
to open a door
pave a way
to the Father's† house

through Me†
He† revealed Himself†
in what man can do
if his faith was pure
if he had strength
from within
he could heal with his hands
he could speak to the wind
tell the wind to calm
and the wind would calm

this is unspeakable power
the world does not want
you to have
for it has no faith within

I† hold back the prophet
her words are powerful
and many have come true
just think
if I† released her hands
but I† hold them back
for reason

the healer is being prepared
one unlikely
one you will ignore as well
I† will touch his hands
through the prophet of words
and he will heal
for I† am healing him
his faith is weak
but I† am strengthening it
for his belief in the prophet
will come first
a mother foretold
through the pen
that lays in the hands
of a prophet

she doesn't need to speak
around the words given
nor does she desire
to hide them
for I† have taken her fear
of the world
away

her boldness
comes from Me†, the Son†

look at the day
it is a beautiful day
the birds sing
the animals roam
the plants grow
as it has from the beginning

man is changed
those of the earth
remain the same
although man weeds them
for his benefit alone

a change is coming
as is told through these words
the future will need them
as precise as they are
as many as they are
to explain what was given
ancient blends with ancient

this time
this time that has come
has been precisely explained
by the Father†

the prophecy of long ago
does not just talk about Me†
the year of the Lord's† favor
but also about destruction
I† returned to emphasize
this time to come

you need these things
being given by the Lord†
the Father† in heaven
to prepare the young
so they can prepare their young

the earth needs to heal
the Father† will heal her
it has already begun

you cannot stop
what the Father† has set in motion
your power cannot
overcome His†

He† is over all
and all will endure
His† wrath

it is no longer about one people
I† changed that
I† opened the door
for all peoples to have a chance
to enter the Father's† house
the path is narrow
still
for few choose to repent

the map was given
the instructions
on how to find this path
but greed overcomes so many
for the pleasures of the world
are inviting and soothing

I† offer a different kind of soothing
come to Me† and trust in Me†
and you will see these things
I† speak of

do you wonder how I† can
get the prophet of words
to write these words
then give them to you?

I† show her things
I† reveal things to her
small things
things…when you read
about them
leads you to judge
her stability!

her stability is find
for she walks with Me†

your ability to judge
is the choice given
be careful
for you are being watched

the prophet of words sits alone
no one goes to her
she should be surrounded
all wondering what I†
or the Father† will say next
but instead she is shunned
she is very strong
for I† make her strong

even to write this
words I† speak of her
she cringes
but writes them anyway
for I† am with her
all to help you
see Me†!

she is My† vessel to get to you
all peoples
especially all mothers
come to Me†
and I† will show you
the path laid

seek this instruction
seek all given
so you can prepare your young
for the end of the age

go in peace
then peace I† will give you

(May 14, 2023)—The sound I heard was ‘a-da-ma-nel’. The only thing close to this was ‘adamant’…that sounded like what I heard. Adamant means refusing to be persuaded or to change one’s mind, which makes sense if you’ve read all that God has sent to me to give to you. I have been given many words that I am not accustomed to using and even foreign phrases. I give you them just as I heard them. This particular sound, as I was looking it up and got to adamant, the clock read 3:33. I know because my eyes moved to the clock for some reason…I checked the time for no reason at all.

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‘Knife’

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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‘The Bitch of It’

Sometimes you just gotta to be a bitch!

A sample from Book 12

  The Bitch of It
 
what the hell!
all of it
you hear that, you hear this
‒what is it!
 
first they want thin
then they want fat
first they want blond
then they want black
first they want
a down-with-it bitch
then they want
a church-going chick
first they want
the naught of it
then they want just sit
first they want
the free-thinking kind‒
intelligent and shit
then they make
the do-it-my-way dip
 
what the hell!
all of it
you hear that, you hear this
‒what is it!
 
first they want
drama-free tits
then they add the fits
first they want
the sex-driven licks
then they forget how to kiss
first they want real's click
then goes backwards the flips
 
what the hell!
all of it
you hear that, you hear this
‒setting confusion's tick
 
it's all the bitch of it
flip, flip, flip
when you're trying
to get a grip
the crap of it...clip
 
old bitches come in to sip
trying to slyly unzip
when down falls
their run-away crib
 
new bitches force in a rip
sending those pussy pics
flirting to get a hit
trying to fill
voids in the flip
 
for a secured woman's commit‒
it's all a big trip
a playground's nip
she doesn't have time to rip
‒quivering lips curl
to laugh's fit
because....
she's the bitch of it
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‘Ex-foliate My Soul’

You have to leave others out of ‘self’!

A sample from Book 12

 Ex‒foliate My Soul
 
I still hear the winds blow
I know, still, from and to
the direction it goes
I depend, too much
on human souls
‒directing my emotional role
 
these feet‒
so stuck in muddy ground
I've lost the feelings
of being found
trying to understand
hear...every sound
I've stumbled away
from which I'm bound
 
raise me up, oh Lord†
unclog‒
these maggot-filled holes
rub your sands deeply in‒
pull me out
as you wash away clean
the filth
of this infested bowl
help me again‒
feel fit and lean
where I once had strength
of a lion
‒the sanctuary
of a crystal clear stream
 
enlighten my heart, sweet Jesus†
relight this drive
I so carelessly left behind
enrich my soul
wash away the corrode
so me, in ease, I can stand
on my own two feet
understand words in my heart
having strength to sort
‒without falling apart
 
yes, Lord†, raise my tempo back up
so I can feel, once more
the unstoppable me
‒that pure individual feeling
of being free
without the need
of another's glee
 
I open me up‒
mind, body, soul
I'm, again, letting go
so...whichever the winds blow
matter is not needed
for I'll be free again‒
in the total of
letting go
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‘Wasted Not’

That Pain Is Not Wasted!

A sample from Book 8

 Wasted Not
 
you look at me
what do you see‒
an empty hole
or pieces
put back to whole
 
you hear my voice
what's your choice‒
to fold
let truth unfold
or close
grow lower and cold
 
here's what I see
when I look back at me:
 
a woman lived
gave all she could give
then betrayed
left to be reborn
on an empty tray
 
when I hear my voice
‒read my words
only truth heard
shaking within
‒forsaken
for granted...taken
 
all that I've done
all that I've become
grew from life lived
around lies
I survived
around hate
I lived another day
 
I have made mistakes
I've learned
no longer living fake
as the world turns
as time ticks on‒
leaving me alone
no longer burns
for life I yearn‒
no longer anger's will
I'm concerned
 
I am wasted not
for my trust in God†
untied all the knots
ready
shaking
nerves quaking
to give a new year
all I've got
 
look at me
hear me
 
turn your head
for I am not dead
 
alive
 
with or without you
I'm living this one life‒
shadowing all fears‒
my own way
without one word
for you to say
halt...stay
too late
you've paved my way
 
yes, shaking
but open and ready
for a brand new day
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‘A Woman’s Strength’

You Deserve Appreciation and Love!

A sample from Book 5

  A Woman's Strength
 
did you think of me today
no call came my way
underneath my smile I sway
no words do I say
I thought of you all day
as I rushed through my filled plate
 
early I started to bake
not long the house was laced
with the smell of your favorite
chocolate cake
 
the kids were at play
a new toy
one did break
one became the prey
the other screamed hate
peace...I had to make
clearing the haze
putting smiles on their face
anger left no trace
but it was too late
the cake―
I had to throw away
 
ring phone ring
I did pray
hoping you'd call to say hey
 
then the dog did stray
I had to move in haste
apologies to convey
the neighbor's yard―
a garbage-strung maze
after an hour's pace
a cleaned yard
done in good faith
 
I reentered the house
noticed it was only eight
my day―
moving at a slow rate
still no word from my mate
 
breakfast I did make
then the taste of toothpaste
the cleaned dish plates
no time to wait
everyone dress
screamed hurrah
 
to the babysitters―
who monthly I pay
to take my place
a goodbye kiss
a last minute wave
off to work
my smile...fake
 
then I remember
I hadn't ate
my eight-hour day
drove its heavy weight
still no word from my mate
 
rush-hour traffic
a nerve-raking state
thus beginning the evening chase
babysitter, supper
no flirter's bait
comes my way
sent the children
off to bathe
finally you call
again...you're working late
a quiet evening to waste
long, restless night
again...I must face
until you're home
and I feel safe
 
did you think of me today
no call came my way
underneath my smile I sway
no words do I say
I thought of you all day
as I rushed through
my filled plate
 
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‘Anger’s Brethren’

Don’t Use the Children!

A sample from Book 5

 Anger's Brethren
 
its face is ugly
peeking through
little by little
building its soul
one small piece at a time
 
vulnerability
it patiently waits
then the attack
increasing the heartbeat
clouding
a once throughout plan
wilting the roses
rains replacing sunshines
beautiful language
turns to spiteful vengeance
over ruling logic
hardening
closing open hearts
 
its face is ugly
destroying all good
taking its time
taking all time
closing doors
'til love exist
no more
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‘Her Arms’

Where Life Begins!

A sample from Book 1

 Her Arms
 
a beginning dot
yet unrecognizable spot
—growing
—becoming
awakening—
in nine months
a gentle gift—
left in a woman's trust
a journey’s first knot
 
bundled...wrapped
put in her arms
to protect
from beginning’s harm
to love
through each raised alarm
 
a continued...onward growth
eventually she knows
she'll have to let go
 
but for now—
with each age
through every stage
she'll wipe every frown
dry every tear
chase away—
night time fears
 
she’ll awaken each day
provide a safe place to lay
she’ll give her life
to make things right
 
for this newborn child
will bring each day
—a smile
for all the years ahead
she knows
there's nothing to dread
for God†
walks with her
each and every mile
 
so—
without regret
the break of every dawn
the close of every sunset
wide open
shall remain
her arms
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‘Thrust in Turns’

Freeing Yourself From Codependency

A sample from Book 11

That’s an interesting question. It’s the biggest question that I tackle in my 11th book of My 12-Book Series. It’s a tough order. Just the Introduction was a tough order to write. The writing extensive and so was my life at the time.

Codependency showed its ugly face over and over bringing me to pure helplessness. I struggled. I fought against everyone. I was determine to find a way to break this crap. I refuse to believe that there was no cure. Everyone was lying and I was determined to prove it! Don’t be put off. There’s still another book that follows this one. Here’s part of my Introduction to Book 11.

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Anger Controls Your Every Emotion!

A sample from Book 5

Yes, it does. That’s why I felt compelled to write this book. Anger does some awful things to us. When you are going through something you really don’t understand and you don’t have the resources to help you, anger builds.

There was nothing for me to grab hold of. For you, you now have this book to help you understand how anger controls you and how to get a grip. The following is from the Introduction to my 5th Book in My 12-Book series. I hope that this book can keep you from making the mistakes I made.

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