Tag: principles

‘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!
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‘Resorting Backwards’

Warnings For Today’s Society By-Way of Malachi. The message is clear. We can’t go on ignoring the signs, the Word. Okay, go on if you’d like. If you’re willing to gamble with your soul. Not your life, your soul!

(July 14, 2019)―My journey is getting more and more interesting. Two days ago, I wrote ‘Orchestrated Part’, about the veils and the Jews’ part in the crucifixion.

Reminder: I write what is sent to me. When the Bible plays a part, I usually ask, What do You want me to write today? or I just open the Bible and there it is! Very rarely am I told to close the Bible and reopen…though it happens; and sometimes when it is about politics, I close the book because I just don’t want to write about politics. This has been happening to me since 2013-14, so I don’t even question anymore.

Okay, now that you are reminded. I can give a rat’s ass if you don’t believe this. I’m doing what I’m told. I accept…on full terms…you ignorance of crazy!

Today’s writing ‘Resorting Backwards’…all I can say is things are getting serious. It actually plays like a continuation to ‘Orchestrated Part’.

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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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‘You Bitch!’

Simple Ways for You to Defeat Negative Self Talk

A sample from Book 12

(October 16, 2018)—Are you mad at me for cussing? Get over yourself. This is a commentary that screams—It’s time for some cussing!

I’m going to give you some good information here if you suffer from depression, anger, negative self-talk to help you start turning things around in your life. Don’t worry. I’m taking this same journey, so let’s ride!

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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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‘Win the Game’

You gotta stomp ‘negative’ to the ground!

A sample from Book 11

  Win the Game
  
 say it sweet, say it deep
 I'm in for the keep
  
 know the curious fleet
 those in your head‒ 
putting you in weep
  
 it's just voices in need
hungry in greed
 ‒trying to get the heed
blinding you from see
 so you don't want to be
  
 it's just turds and pee‒
 a careless, selfish deed
 happiness...out
it wants to beep
 all its hate‒ 
wanting you to meet
  
 say it sweet, say it deep
 I'm in for the keep
  
 stomp out that weed
 don't give in, don't feed
 strip away
every poisoning seed
 kill it from its creep
don't be just a referee
 be the one
with all the beef
 the one that holds
the pivoting decree
 in which
no one has to agree
  
 don't be too loud
don't be too meek
 say what you deem
make it your solid creed
  
 hey, you motherfucker‒ 
this is me
take a hike
flee
to myself
I give this meed
 from you
I AM freed
 I AM the BE in ME
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‘Live’

Don’t put it off until tomorrow!

A sample from Book 11

 Live
  
 today means nothing in tomorrow
 today means nothing in yesterday
 today is today
  
 yesterday was once today
 tomorrow will be today
 one known, one unknown
yet, today is
  
 what happened yesterday
won't happen again
 what will happen tomorrow
 just a guess, my friend
  
 today, oh! today
 each second, each minute
 each hour...is ours to devour
  
 don't think of what was
 nor what will follow
  
 today...over...tower
 be its blooming flower
 without counting
seconds, minutes, hours
  
 for death still comes
for all...not some
 never knowing the exact hour
 no more, blooms the flower
  
 today, shines the light
no need to fight
 it's up...so bright
use it in delight
 without thinking twice
  
 for yesterday is gone
 tomorrow...an unsung song
 today, oh! today‒
 today is
so...go on...live
  
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‘Places Shackled’

You’ve got to ask God and stop complaining!

A sample from Book 10

  Places Shackled
  
 He† asked not to forsaken Him†
 yet gives a choice‒
 free-will to accept within
  
 analogies, theological preachings
 leads only to leeching
 the wrong, deceitful teaching
 ‒a constant arguing of bitching
 leaves hungry souls
 waiting, anticipating
in places allowing shackling
  
 He's† proven enough
for everyone's love
  
 He† doesn't have to do rough
 ‒that's the enemy's stuff
but He'll† get tough
 when love's smothered in crud
  
 to push buttons
lead people to suffering
 ‒He's† testing
seeing who's believing
 wondering how long
for hearts in changing‒
 faith begins ringing
  
 amazing to watch‒ 
tickings of the cock
 deceptions...coming in hot
 ‒evil's little bot
 it'll be easy to come in‒ 
without a knock
 as you wage wars
on a dot
  
 careful now‒ 
He† understands wow
 hears every prayer in loud
  
 evil things...He† does allow
 waiting for the choice
a hungry heart's voice
 in free-will...the bow
 ‒without asking how!
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‘Tradition’s Backfire’

You are NOT a girl! You ARE a woman!

A sample from Book 10

  Tradition's Backfire
  
 they said
you're just a girl‒ 
this is a man's world
 messing with my head
 holding me back
in their dizzy twirl
  
 I tried to push ahead
 but esteem
they made me lack
 on my butt‒ 
they'd just slap
 ignoring my educated snap
putting me in dead
 all those words
they said
  
 but I don't go down like that
 my mind...I discovered
sound
 so much world
all around‒
 I bounced back
learned a few facts
  
 I got over their curse
learned new adverbs
 set it all up‒ 
for a reverse
 when they came at me
in their attacks
  
 they said
 you can't put it out
like that
 you're too bold...too negative
 you...no one will respect
 they'll drop you
as a contact
 ‒see you as an 'old crab'
  
 much more than that‒
 from all sides
came their attack
  
 my professional swirl‒
 downgraded to just a girl
  
 my mothering cap‒ 
smashed to the ground
 with a raging man-ego trap
 stripping me
of those I gave birth
  
 my christian-wife-giving perk‒
 crushed into dirt
 as hands
around my throat...grasped
  
 my daughtering burst
my sistering worth‒
 taken, stripped, clasped
 as man-driven pride submersed
 fist to head‒ 
stripped 'til I was dead
  
 I couldn't go down like that
 my mind‒ 
put in the back
 ‒lost from sound
so much world
all around‒
 on a different
leveling track
 I bounced back
 ‒met their crap with crap
  
 in sexual immortality‒ 
I did flirt
 around edges of freak
I certainly did skirt
 ‒screaming, yelling, cursing
 I explored my worse
from the depths of dead
 completely lost in my head
 over and over rolling‒ 
those words they said
 ‒all those lies fed
I did the dread‒
 around every corner
I did tread
  
 but I don't go down
like that
 my mind...I discovered
much more sound
 so much world
all around‒
 I fell in their trap
 but it's just fact
I bounced back
  
 into a dim light
I emerged
ready...able
 put up
my hard-core fight
 as the light
moved to bright‒
 breaking their holding-down trap
 unveiling their curse
 ‒I moved into rebirth
 learning my worth
what truly
sets my turf
  
 I am a woman
not just a girl
 my looks‒ 
just a perk
 on my body‒ 
let your eyes flirt
 ‒all this framework
aids my intelligence
 (the likes of brilliance)
  
 yes...on my face
a slight smirk
  
 out...I reemerged
 this butt‒ 
yes, try and slap
 see if I don't call out
your crap
  
 this mind‒ 
try to trap
 I'll come at you‒
 out of this cave
like a bat
  
 yes, it's like that
 don't like it‒ 
down...sit back
sap
 for I've learned my worth
 bridges...I'll easily burn
 ‒say it like it is
 this right‒ 
I've readily earned
  
 and...I don't go down
just like that
 my mind...I know
clearly...positively
sound
 all this world
all around‒ 
I am bound
 for, indeed, I bounce back
 with the resistance of a cat
  
 it's just fact
you...I'll come straight at
 I'm 'all' that
and...that's just that!
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‘Hands to Hold’

Is race going to continue to rule your life?

A sample from Book 10

 Hands to Hold
  
 you come at me
 you're not discrete
bold...unsure
  
 maybe there's a gun in my hand
 maybe I've some contraband
  
 or maybe I just like hands in pocket
 or wearing my earphones in my car
 so I can answer this here phone
 for this car absent of bluetooth–
 protecting me and you
  
 or maybe you're angry– 
having a bad day
 I pass your way
 through your veins runs hate
 so I become your play
  
 I'm just like you‒
 generation after generation
 passed through
without obligations
 to changing the view
  
 –it all seems like voodoo
 we both– 
not really having a clue
 ‒taking it upon ourselves
 get off that dusty shelf
change the view
 so our kids
won't suffer too
  
 maybe I do have a gun
 –anger raging in stun
 do you see inside of me
 my hard history
maybe my hand shakes
 though you can't see
 –you're so angry
 not seeing what's at stake
  
 maybe I did some drugs–
 stopping the pain
 keeping from going insane
 but soothing I didn't gain
 all looks like a game
 emotions adding to more pain
  
 then you come along
 thinking I'm a thug
 you want to cut me down‒
 stump me like a bug
 without knowing the deal at home
 why I'm here– 
a gun...all alone
  
 maybe don't yell
 talk...love– 
let it swell
  
 instead of jail– 
lead my soul to help
 without making me
hate myself
  
 I, too, want peace
 between you and me
  
 maybe instead of arrogance‒
 show understanding
compassion
  
 I don't want a free ride
 just a reason...inside
not to cry
  
 I am tough
I've got muscles, tats
 my life has been rough
 –crazy and all that
 it doesn't mean
I'm just stuff
to pluck
  
 a handshake
a hug
  
 –that just might be
enough
  
 I'm a human being
 I don't mean to sting
  
 just a little bitter
 please, your anger–
 could you reconsider
  
 look at me for me
God's† child
 making my way...like you
 through the miles
  
 –the past is gone
this is now
 together– 
we can make it all
worth while
 if we just remain calm–
 approach each other
in mild
 without death coming in fowl
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