‘Dreams Upon Dreams’ (Yeshuah)

‘Dreams Upon Dreams’ (Yeshuah)…They don’t see Earth as God does. She is His lady, His footstool, His creation. The Potter’s clay constantly evolving. She matters more than you. You respect her. He respects you. It is that simple.

Dreams Upon Dreams (Yeshuah)

imaginations are vast
there are good ones
there are bad ones
to learn the difference
takes humbleness

what is humbleness
it is simple
respecting earth
and all that she is

it is respecting people
understanding
the vast amounts
of differences
accepting

staying focused
on the Lord's† words
and all that He† says
all His† truth

not parts of it
to suit your situation
not parts of it
to make light
of your darkened thoughts

it is I†
the one that adhered
to all His† commands
as I†, Jesus†, had to give
new commands
but
staying with the old

I† had to stick
to His† word
the Father†
while giving new
by replacing old
with one
love

it is not easy
stripping a tradition
from under stiff-necked
people
who like how previous
generations
molded their own ways
into the Father's ways

these ways of man
are not the Father's† ways

these ways of man
all from the imagination
of man
their own ways
to make their selfishness
seem righteousness

it isn't

building on high places
sitting in high places
are ways of man
ways of the world
and the strongest way
to see what lies
in a human's heart

comfort can come
from many things
things don't breathe
they just sit there
monuments of stuff
not helping anyone

comfort comes from
what breathes

humbleness doesn't come
from things
it comes from what is
how you use the imagination
for the good of man
from all aspects
not some
all


if what you imagine
disrespects earth
in any way
but brings comfort
to man
by things
it is a defeated purpose
a helpless try
disguised in wealth
of the world

the poorest of the poor
have My† sympathy
if only they would ask
My† giving
is simple
to keep you humble
to keep your soul safe

it is not in riches
that you find this kind
of 'safe'

be well with your life
understand
right and wrong
adhere to right
even if wrong
the tempter's song
bullies you
teases you
right is the way
wrong is of the world

the imagination
a vastness of thoughts
has to be sorted
prayed on
and wondered about

just because millions
of people
want what you imagined
doesn't make it right

I† am He†
the one and only Son†
go in peace
then peace I'll† give you

Note: The photograph chosen is from October 7, 2019: Faces. I didn’t realize this until moments ago. The two big X’s…Jesus! As well as the four corners of Earth. You should know what that means.

(April 23, 2022)—I was awakened twice this morning. Once at 2:22 and once at 4:44. No joke. Then this morning I got 22 and 44 again. I’ve been up to ‘a thing’ lately. In fact, just the last few days. It’s a testing of sorts. I’m looking at buying a house. I’m not wealthy by any means. I live on a fixed income and I make do. In my mind, this house is extraordinary. I can have a vivid imagination and design beautiful things when I want or desire. It’s just that: Thoughts. What God has in mind, and I’ve always known, is simplicity. Humbleness. So, in the process of buying this house, which I’ve gone through the steps of the pre-approval process and picking a place that is simple, but being careful of what I asked for, because I’m fighting these thoughts of ‘much‘. It isn’t easy in the world that we live in.

It’s a test. Am I humble enough to accept what God gives me? or Will I live in disappointment, regret, want? This house that was put before me is not how I’m used to living. I am rather spoiled. So, I’ve been getting questioned on this. And this ‘questioning‘ has me thinking about the ‘way‘ and the potter. I often think, ‘What is He molding me to become?‘ Then today ‘Dreams Upon Dreams’ and AFTER, Jeremiah 18:1-17 and the Potter! Nothing is by accident.

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‘Love’s Breath’ (Yeshuah)

‘Love’s Breath’ (Yeshuah)…Who will come and control the world? Who will bring disaster and war? We will: The ones who struggle with faithfulness.

Love's Breath (Yeshuah)

don't open your heart
if you can't be true
stay sealed inside
like so few

here's a clue
on what to do

I† had a passing view
as the clock struck two
one fine day
when I walked away

not a causal walk per say
but it was still a walk
and I† did go away

I† opened My† heart
totally…that day
there's nothing you can say
to make this go away

there's a lot of things
I† did say
before the day
I† walked away

there are a lot of things
I† didn't say
that you say today
that I† said yesterday

why such the stray
as traditions
you continue to portray

I† knew My† heart was true
I† told you everything
you should do
I† told you what was to come
what would come true

I† offered all the clues
right before eyes
I† spoke to ears
who stood beside Me†

still…it was too vast
in nature
it was too much love
it was too much
that wasn't 'stuff'
to make them give up
say 'enough'

it was too much

now look at them
a parade formed
after that day
the day I† walked away

they used My† walking away
not to regret actions
but instead
to gain a place

the surrender so sweet

they said then...love
was too hard
as you say today
a rematch of the words
I† did say

He† called Me† 'salvation'
it is up to you
to seek Me†

your week in ritual
will not do
hypocrites do rituals
ceremonies and parties
without a word spoken
about salvation
instead gossip rings true

here I† am

salvation

go inside and pray
don't be like the hypocrite
the showmen
in all their fancy dress
and masquerades

I† speak in truth
Yeshuah†
the only thing I† can do
for the Father†
is over all
including Me†

His† commandments are sound
just

love

salvation

it's the way
the way
that's been already paved
that day
I† walked away
leaving it behind
so we'd meet someday

Note: The photograph chosen is from November 11, 2019: The Avenging Angel. Go figure. He has spoken.

(April 12, 2022)—After I was given ‘Love’s Breath’, I was led to Daniel 11:36-45. Greed. I think many have been looking for the wrong thing. God sees the world differently. He sees beings. Emotions are beings to God. Greed. Hate. Love. Happiness. Envy. Pride. The list is long.

Who will come and control the world? Who will bring disaster and war? We will: The ones who struggle with faithfulness.

This  passage concerns greed and trouble and strife. This virus has revealed a lot to those of us who see: selfishness, arrogance, pride, ego, privilege.

He had me walk around a rich Jewish neighborhood saying the Rosary for seven days. It is no surprise to discover that it is their ‘Passover‘. Then He brought high winds, keeping me inside—silent during the Catholic’s ‘Passover‘ week. Both have made a mockery of the Lord. As when Moses went up a mountain for a length of time and the people he led grew restless and made a golden calf. If you haven’t paid attention, this was an example of what people do because they so easily get bored. You are bored, hence, the massive amounts of entertainment, which the world easily indulges and caters to because the world is about money! God isn’t money.

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‘A Mighty Hand’s Reverence’ (Yeshuah)

‘A Mighty Hand’s Reverence’ (Yeshuah)…Traditions. We are always talking about breaking traditional curses, well this is one of them. It goes back to the beginning of time. The reason for this is of course, love. But the bigger picture is selfishness.

A Mighty Hand's Reverence (Yeshuah)

how will you endure
when the servant
doesn't attend
to see a body off
to the grave

will you be angry
cry selfish tears
curse her very existence

how will you understand
after all this time
seeds planted
for reasons His† own

I've† come to explain
'o gentle souls
so weak

the Lord Almighty God†
isn't the god
of the dead

He† is Lord†
over all the living
He† plows the earth
plants nourishment
gives life

in death He's† gone
waiting for a call
a hum, a song
a cry, a yell
then He's† quick
but slow
in the reprieve

but a body
it is different
a soul has left
‒left is an empty shell
where life once lived
but not any more

it is too late for prayers
for the praying has ended
the soul enters
My† banquet hall
for judgment

don't be so careless
with life
for it is 'during' life
that prayers are heard

My† servant speaks for life
thus must be surrounded
by life

hail the corpse in the ground
for it doesn't speak
any more

why do you charge so much effort
in the mourning of the corpse
‒bury and be done
all this money
going to the dead corpse
why, 'o why My† gentle sheep
are you so blind

I† shall keep My† servant
from the rotting corpse
to teach you life
to celebrate and care
for the living temple

to celebrate its birth
its breathing
even while sickly
prayers are strengthened
mortalized
heard

but nothing happens
once the being leaves
a life was lived
then it lives in the body
no more
it becomes its true being
once more

why do you mourn so deeply
when death comes late
when a soul has managed
its temple
‒lived in old age

don't you know
their journey was set
they listened without knowing

their journey should be celebrated
not wailed upon
‒sing in jubilee
time was given
enough time in complete

why do you mourn
when a body closes so young
don't you know
about redemption
don't  you know
a ransom was paid in full

love is a gentle being
when the young go
seek their place
celebrate in jubilee
for the souls had less time
for they were worthy

'o how death is misinterpreted
death in the body
should be healed and
mourned and wailed
and helped

death out the body
should be celebrated
for their time is done

it is I†, Yeshuah†
seek salvation
while in the body
so the kingdom
will be yours

she, the servant
shall stay away from death
outside the body

Note: The photograph David chose is a screen shot from October 7, 2019: Faces. God. Of course.

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(March 31, 2022)―I was led to page 1484 again in my Bible, where at the top of the page is part of Acts 1:15-22, with a single line underlined in red:

‘May another take his place of leadership.’

Reverence: (noun) deep respect for someone or something. (verb) regard or treat with deep respect

The following was heavily explained to me: Each family line is considered like a tribe and in each line, there should be a leader. Someone who holds things together. When that person dies, there should be another to step up. One with respect. One wise. When there isn’t any, the tribe, family, tends to scatter—A broken vine. Dictatorship, selfishness, disrespect, sinful natures, malicious hearts are not traits of a good leader. Good traits: honor, strength, love, forgiveness, a sufferer of Christ, trust worthy.

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‘Shouldering Damage’

You deal and accept the physical damage caused by narcissism’s carelessness

 
Shouldering Damage
 
upon her shoulders
carries the weight–
shouldering damage
from those who couldn't stay
–a go-getter
they couldn't take
she...never wanting‒
any kinda hate
‒that was never
her intended fate
‒she let love lead the way
ending in heavy price's
to pay
 
only in moments
she lived in sedate
all them medical doctors
had to medicate
she just needed room‒
a bit of space
to grasp the idea
of her body ache
never using it as an escape
‒it hurt...and she was its bait
 
she knows she gave it all
she wasn't some pity rage doll–
standing somewhere in stall
she answered a simple call
–but others led her to fall
not caring the damage at all
 
upon her shoulders‒
she wears the cape
an anti-depressant to mask
a different kinda ache
–emotional chains
she couldn't tolerate
a burning heart
left in saturate
mixed with anger
lust and hate
screaming
without intentional berate
from love
that just couldn't stay
 
then again‒
she let love be her mate
a heart damaged‒
in too many ways
–again...a turn in obliterate
a brain burned in uncultivate
all that damage‒
on her shoulders
in blissful weight
men who couldn't bear
the cape
of her physical‒
being in waste
 
she knows she gave it all
she wasn't some pity rage doll–
standing somewhere in stall
she answered a simple call
–but others led her to fall
not caring the damage at all
 
she now wears‒
a suit of armor
from love's mate
as the heavy scars from fake–
I can't stay
you...I could only tolerate
builds her face
straight to a destiny's fate–
the writer in massive create
 
she...to never deny God
in whatever she faced
so she shoulders damage
left behind–
by carelessness
and self hate
building her rose‒
from a destroyer's
intentional state
 
she knows‒
she gave it all
she wasn't some pity rage doll–
standing somewhere in stall
she answered a simple call
–others led her to fall
not caring
the damage at all
 
oh! how
she can stand tall–
she picked herself up
from the fall
using the rest of her life
in God's hall
lost to true love's
missed call
she knows‒
she gave it her all
–it was not her
that caused
the fall!
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‘Hidden Treasure’

Discovering the hidden treasure in yourself!

 Hidden Treasure
 
I found it
in the mince of broken
it was afraid and hidden
an abundantly harvested token
‒over used and forsaken
 
I took it in
without fear's notion
‒not even feeling a demotion
I bathed
in its scented potion
rolled around
in its storied creation
 
I overlooked‒
its wicked formation
for I saw‒
a different translation
‒one that needed
a believer's gratification
one with a heart-filled formulation
 
I listened
to its every beckon
sometimes, in stages of drunken
 
all around...deemed it poison
something to be shackled‒
in a far-away prison
 
I threw out‒
traditionalized opinions
nothing stuck‒
rotten or forbidden
its scent just heightened
‒nothing could be wrong
or mistaken
 
I moved like lightening
intentional burns‒
gone...forgotten
‒days passing slow, steadfast‒
good ridden!
I drove it‒
to an endless vacation
‒whatever conviction
out...came my eviction
 
I smiled as I saw its rising
all my stops...fully opened
pulling it out of hopeless‒
with my inner-most motivation
‒a darkened star had risen!
 
I fought everything
in grand petition
every inside concentration‒
I put aside
rose to the occasion
‒with the fierceness of driven
this hidden treasure
overcoming every treason
to become the lamination
of a new generation!
 
stop!....
 
reveal
came its different ideas written
all avenues taken‒
off records...stricken
–beating all those defeating‒
overcoming...petitions
a losing validation!
 
I lost to its mention
‒there...in its private station
came to life‒
its own treasure hidden
in all its careful motions‒
belts and strings
forcefully tightened
 
I craved to be enlightened
–nothing valued...given
anything to elevate my vision
halted in moments of frighten
 
I fought constant bent roads‒
tried to straighten
tried to remember each lesson
through all that glistened‒
it had its own secrets woven
‒knowledge in listen
mixing up pointless decisions
taking all the forgivens
icing them‒
in the forever of frozen
 
yes, I found it
in the mince of broken
it was afraid and hidden
an abundantly harvested token
‒over used and forsaken
 
but all the good of will‒
off...steadily shakened
breathing‒
living a horrid token
in anger's hidden conviction
‒all that's been stolen‒
on others
its constant reliving
 
it found its way‒
in rebuilding
using knowledge given
slashing‒
all help's salutations
keeping to itself‒
a stolen formulation
‒to avoid sharing‒
treasures hidden
as I sit
in lost wanderings–
moments
I took it
out of forsaken
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‘Humble of Mercy’

You Want It to Be! So Bad….

A sample from Book 12

(September 26, 2018)—

Praise for Joy and Security of the RighteousKeep me safe, O God, for in You I take refuge. I said to the Lord, ‘You are my Lord; apart from You I have no good thing.’ As for the saints who are in the land, they are the glorious ones in whom in all my delight. The sorrows of those will increase who run after other gods. I will not pour out their libations of blood or take up their names on my lips. Lord, You have assigned me my portion and my cup; You have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance.

I will praise the Lord, who counsels me; even at night my heart instructs me. I have set the Lord always before me. Because He is at my right hand, I will not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; my body also will rest secure, because You will not abandon me to the grave, nor will You let Your Holy One see decay. You have made known to me the path of life; You will fill me with joy in Your presence, with eternal pleasures at Your right hand.―Psalm 16

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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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‘Allegorium’

What it takes to keep love!

A sample from Book 11

 Allegorium
(Sweet Man)
 
(what is it in life
if you can't tell
wrong from right
to see in sight
what is of great heights
to know
from a wrong fight
and a right fight
‒one worth the cry
one not worth the try)
 
there was a yell, a scream
an act of rage
mixed in scents of sage
 
she would leave
she would leave today
her bags...she began to pack
‒the stress off her back
 
she voiced everything
she wanted to sack
her mind lost in a haze
remembering
all those great days
‒reasons why she stayed
 
anger filled in a maze
this way, that way
‒which path to take
 
wanting to run
in spite of the fun
then in comes the pun‒
standing eye to eye
tears suddenly
fill in cry
 
we just can't be together  

shaking
coming from deep inside

I know

each not willing to move‒
standing their ground
knowing
without making a sound
it all comes down
to mixes in race
different traditions
different tastes
 
but that's just the base
to what lies beneath‒
experiences
in the lace
 
wanting her to stay
knowing
his moments in rage
‒can't keep her in a cage
from her mind
it won't fade
searching
for words to say
 
wanting nothing in fright
in his dark eyes‒
seeing the willing light
wanting her to seek it
please make it bright
understand the hard in my life
for it, I had to fight
sealing up everything inside

 
confusion succumbed‒
the sudden in rays
from his silent, pleading glaze
it's not just his aces and eights
that's on the take
 
she adds up the sum
to it, he wasn't dumb
every piece, every crumb
has to be sorted‒
to smooth out
the constant lump
 
another chance
another steady ride
taking each side
‒what's buried in hide
no matter how many lows and highs
wobbling
through pass homicides
all those moments‒
others confused their minds
making them want to pounce‒
in anger...quickly dive
 
thinking through it‒
hearing every sound
warnings, confusion, heart‒
feeling the surface of found
wondering where its bound
this constant round
has to sooner or later
release its hound
when wanting to stay
is all around
 
softly relaxing
the lines on her face
that unconditional
is not in a trace
‒it's in the base
of foundation's lace
without living in a race
 
what others see as a toxic tray
may just be
the difference in race
in raised traditional's case
‒angers set in
wanting to be erased
 
each learning to let go‒
what once slapped them
in the face
releasing anger's ways
that keeps trapping them
in a haze
‒exploding in a blaze
 
what is it in life
if you can't tell
wrong from right
to see in sight
what is of great heights
‒to know Jesus'† life
why for us, He† died
 
love is worth the ride
for it, pay the price
for the reward
everlasting life
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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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‘Thoughts in Suicide’

When you’re driven to the point of wanting to take your life!

A sample from Book 11

 Thoughts in Suicide
 
I sit to write‒
I had a destructive night
one...again...I had to fight
get out, get out
I screamed in shout
then alone I pout
wanting to die
‒these thoughts in suicide
 
I gather the pills
then to the floor
let them spill
then picked up the phone
dialed somewhere
not to feel so alone
 
1-800-273-8255 press 1
my crying's already won
death won't come
I can't forget‒
a promise not moved to undone
 
she waits in my thoughts
the one in memories
brought
the one to the floor
pills fell
myself's destruction
caught
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