You are worth every bit of struggle. It is up to you to take those struggles and help others with theirs. That’s the meaning of being the body and Jesus† being the head. He† is with you. Never forget that!
Undo What's Done
you are His† son
a tiny dot of sun‒
that can wage wars
beneath the stars
from so close
yet so far
I feel it all‒
deep inside
‒you have
what it takes
undo what's done
‒show the world
your sum
you are His† son
larger than life
cut by a knife
bleeding deep‒
from the inside
‒throw it, throw it
far from your outside
grow outward‒
don't hide
prove to Him†
you are more‒
than just a son
‒you are a light
shining
from a darkened sun
(Written September 25, 2019)
You must learn to fight with your mind!
Backlash
He's† coming
His† fierce wrath
–a warning
that will steal your laugh
He's† waited
as you gently
took your bath
seeing you
enjoy your treasures
He's glad
His† simplicity‒
riddled with an interesting sass
if you fall too far behind
on the graph
He† has an unwavering strap
administered by
a father's unconditional love‒
in a dash
giving you a chance
to bounce back
from your deep, darkened nap
but you haven't read
the telegraph
you haven't heard
the endless knocking raps
you haven't heard
the crash, the clash
or the blast
you haven't even heard
the slush
of His† slow drag
instead
you waddle like an ass
pretending to celebrate
honor His† flag
while others...with a bat
so willing to bash
round and round
lap after lap
slowly distorting Him†
in every class
mixing it all up–
commoners can't even grasp
leaving it all
to be given in mass
not willing
to take on the task
–it's all been a trap
the mark of the beast–
will be an easy lash
they will be willing–
without any wording sass
let alone
a flame from a shiny blast
how to measure gullibility–
the strength needed
to cure this rash
will take more
than attending a mass
or around waist
wrapping a sash
in the mind
will come the nag
–a played-out invisible rag
strange thoughts
making a face sag
doubt...oh! how nasty!
its constant drag
heaviness and confusion–
mixing it all up in lag
there's a better way to combat
this dark invisible rag
–powers hidden
once sealed–
too high to be grasped
it's now time
to bathe in its vast
opening it up–
the vaults...down...smash
mind for mind...slash
taking control back
before the Lamb† comes
in a flash
open up for a higher stash
–sorting through trash
with an energy in splash
yes, He's† coming
a warning in passing
a chance to be given
for a new class
a higher way
fighting in blast
a choice in self's brass
–thrive in eternity's musical jazz
or fall in evil's
forever fire-pitting trap
(August 24, 2019)―Wow! is how today began. A jolting out of bed at 4 a.m. to write. I didn’t want to get up. Three times I was literally jolted out of bed. I finally got up and I’ve been writing ever since. That’s what I’m suppose to do: keep writing.
I mentioned in a few writings that I’ll eventually have a section on here about my meditation journey…it will either be in a category or an entire section to itself. All I know is that I’m on an extraordinary journey and I’ve been on this journey for years now, only this time it’s elevated, and I’m to share the entire process here.
Continue reading “‘Backlash’ (Crucifixion Vision)”Micah adds to the importance of the Choose!
To Not See in Shame
He's† coming–
He's† watching and...tired
nothing has changed
all lost in shame
playing a tireless game
for simple gain
‒forgetting His† glorious name
He's† coming‒
your songs are deranged
your mentality strange
believing in sports' games
gold chains and diamond rings
leaving His† name
out of range
condemning those who sang
glorifying His† name
He's† coming‒
152 sets the range
in time...sets the change
choose which side‒
you'll play your game
then it will be set
no more chances to change
you choose
it's your time
to arrange the change
before time
gets out of range
(August 14, 2019)―It’s not fair you know. Being the bearer of such news. But it seems only fair. Micah in the Bible. I bet he felt a similar feeling. Only I’m not a prophet. All I know is that the book is written. The only one needed. No need for another. History repeats itself. The warnings always the same. How many times will it have to be?
Continue reading “‘To Not See in Shame’”Healing individual and nation byway of God’s tests!
Time Allotment
there were so many‒
but not quite like the three
babylon, rome, egypt
babylon wiped from the map
rome...an enemy-insertion trap
as egypt turns
to left-over scrap
there were many other nations
tribes around the world
worshiping their gods
in a swirl
disappearing...gone
‒their gods' validation
God† over-shadows all others
they last quite a while
then smothered
God† doesn't interfere
doesn't even bother
‒leave them to the world's wonder
just how many gods
are under the thunder?
once mighty rulers
having gold and emeralds
hundreds of years‒
forcing slaves
to dry them tears
in each heart
placements of fear
thousands of years
controllers held dear
all before: Jesus† appeared
slowly, slowly rulers
of such magnitude...disappeared
are you blind...think so queer
that you can out smart‒
thousands of years!
just three: babylon, rome, egypt
oh my! thousands of years
they had reason‒
held their egos so dear
forcing love to the rear
live by hate, pride‒
the shield...instilling fear
but barely old enough
to even see rough!
built up pride and ego
not even three hundred years!
laugh, laugh, laugh
‒the emptying of the glass
chances were given
to help you last
‒you're just using it in sass
sweet, sweet land of milk and honey
days are coming less sunny
countries with more maturity
countries with much more history
fell to the feet
of the Mystery†
ancestors left
with no one to call majesty
‒take heed to that of sincerity
you're wasting a gift‒
too young...a baby
not even close to maturity
ego, pride, greed‒
wasted years in cruelty
falling to the hands
of evil in royalty!
(July 5, 2019)—I was led to Ezekiel again today. Political mess. Shootings again in America. Not schools or theaters this time…Wal-Marts! I ask: Why not Target, or the malls, or Walgreens, or any other branded store. Why Wal-Marts? Strange occurrences. The schools. Sure there were a few out-of-sort shootings trying to throw it off, but mostly schools. Then theaters. Random? Across the country. Even less than six minutes from my house! Then a concert…I’m thinking it was going to be the first of many, but then security took over. Stupid really…to target a place like Vegas…that shit spills all over the country. I went to several concerts after. Security is high! Now stores….
Continue reading “‘Time Allotment’”For the Children…It’s a CHOICE!
Renewing Spirit
I wake up to an empty dawn
raise my hands up
give thanks...without a yawn
knowing I wasn't deceived
I wasn't a pawn
by the One† wiser
than a fawn
take me, take me whole
in Your† arms...hold
for I'm just in mold
clay being recast
in gentle's bold
awaken me
give me strength
take me from death‒
wash away my sins
put joy in my heart
weaken this defensive anguish
steady my hands
calm my pulse
give me the words
to speak to them
like a boss
(July 29)―It all led to the children this morning. It all led to the Coming and how it will affect them by way of their parents. Isn’t that something! I figured it was coming to this!
Continue reading “‘Renewing Spirit’ and ‘The Awakening’”God patiently awaits for you to choose by-way of Zechariah! The 4th message to you ‘Today’s Society’. It’s up to you to listen!
A Waiting Maze
He's† not going to help
what you can do yourself
be wise, full of zeal
each other...truth...tell
don't condemn your brother
stay clear and calm of harm
evil...raise alarms
don't buy into charm
recognize...yes, recognize
what's in disguise
your responsibility
your turn to be wise
see through lies
it's time to stop the randomize
heal those traumatized
‒save them from lies
there's no such thing as elves
‒must believe in self
feelings for another...felt
in order for you to help
you've wasted enough time
draw that much needed line
understand...the Divine†
before it's too late
to even try
(July 18, 2019)—I didn’t want to write anymore. Well, I got two today. The first ‘A Waiting Maze’ and Zechariah! The second ‘Hold Them Hard!’ and Ezekiel! Again…this is all concerning today’s society!
The Scripture I was led to this morning is about the Jews building the temple. This is during Haggai’s mission…some time around 520 B.C. This was NOT why I was lead to this. A theme starting in ‘Orchestrated Part’ and it is continuing…almost every 2 days. So, I’m going with it.
Continue reading “‘A Waiting Maze’”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!
Resorting Backwards
when they handed over
what was not good
teaching less from the law book
not doing what they should
only what they would
bringing the wrath–
a mighty Father's† gasp
neither cry nor laugh
not even an autograph
in the back...He† was stabbed
by those forgetting His† grasp
–around all things...He's† wrapped
that was back then...this is now
ask, oh ask...how!
the question of the hour
did all gain wealth...power
modern ways, productive days
oh, how is it...how!
all that's given–
a turned step...completely backwards
before Christ† came to move it all forward
oh! the generosity given
the law removed
replaced by really simple
not hard to follow the temple
churches raping children
building evil's brethren
churches gaining riches
while the poor sleep in ditches
false gods in material
ignoring the simple riddles
backwards, backwards
God's† anger...ignored
for evil whores
healing...not truly taking place
greed building webbed lace
politics...the only base
that you're willing to face
messengers...casted out
as they tell you what it's about
eyes watching...beyond the clouds
as the Lord's† voice screams...out loud
His† words...to many have mispronounced
for a money-laced pouch
stealing His† little ones–
giving them to evil's crouch
then placing blame–
there's no one held to account
hear His† voice, hear it loud
His† warnings are sound
you are playing around
lost...not found
the next coming–
slowly coming down
space your steps...on the ground
figure which side
you are bound
then take a knee
stop acting in clown
God's† words...held sound
the coming–
as sure as the hound
explosion will go your ground
choose...choose
which way you'll be bound!
(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.
Continue reading “‘Resorting Backwards’”Testimony: One of God’s messengers. Saying YES to the Big Man Upstairs…no matter what! My 4-year journey for love, no matter the consequences!
Testing Will
He† knows me deep within
He† knows I'd give in
then...feel the guilt of sin
He† held me
within this evil den
all along–
as I felt alone and abandoned
as I cried and cried
struggling, fighting
–evil's bid to win
four years in this brethren
a feel of insanity's hymn
negative thoughts...pounding
smothered in foreign emotions
evil aware of the reason
–knowing
the purpose of my season
sometimes
losing it without praying
lost in extreme's commotion
at me...came every explanation
learning my self
in its manipulation
evil tried to win
it tried everything
digging its teeth within
my angels were fighting
holding me in their wings
'til I was in delivering
–my will weakening...strengthening
a day-to-day variation
–wanting it all to end
this sixth sense
gave its warning
the stay kept on coming
along with each
secretive manifestation
in hiding
as anxiety and panic
kept attacking
my self-esteem
furiously stripping
burying me in ignoring
playing in my sexuality–
what was left
of its intention
through emotional baiting
fight's annihilation
this dizzying world
kept me sinking
'til my hands
living in jittering
my eyes...blurring, drying
my hair in constant falling
my weight in agonizing gaining
my chest in heavy palpitations
my body lost
in fatigue's aggravation
my mind fighting negative
horrid inventions
my mouth became
acid's salutation
from yelling, screaming
foul annotations
to a vicious appeal
in chanting
I held on tight
to the calling
knowing...soon...it was ending
pleading and begging
praying and sleeping
dreaming and imagining
–holding on to
the coming glorification
packing and moving
God's† quick verification
to do it
even through questioning, doubting
–it all wasn't fabrication
or some childish exaggeration
but a purposeful delivering intention
–a message coming through....
fighting evil's blocking mechanism
for a soul in saving
me: a favor in returning
as God's† hardened instrumentation
I took it in breaking
codependency's formulation
–holding on tight
to God's† coming verification
all...
leading to enlightening, awakening
a coming out
spiritual connection
(June 13-July 6, 2019)―In this article: I will recap some events that led up to today where I’m sitting; I will show and explain how numbers work when it comes to messages and I will show how signs work (I’ve included pictures to demonstrate what I’m talking about); I will talk about the veils; I will talk about receiving messages and delivering them; and I will reveal God’s Grace once again, and how He shows His gratitude when we do what He wants us to do. So, sit back, grab a cup of coffee (because this is a very long work), and get ready to be amazed! God is powerful. God is just. God is sincere. God makes a promise and shows His mercy and delivers once we complete our vows and/or the missions that He requests from us. Learning to listen is key!
Continue reading “‘Testing Will’”Anger: How changing this one emotion can change your entire life!
What Comes Out
she weighed
the things she's said
‒those retaliating words
she weighed
the things she's done
thinking it all hard love
but it was anger
‒acting out
over another's danger
what makes you do
these things?
she pondered the question
the only answer: retaliation
she bowed her head
in confession
responding to those living
in secret
putting her in the dark...deeper
she weighed
her lost of control
‒all man things took their toll
grabbing at her in hold
her...letting it all
use her in bold
anger's put her in the red
shaped thoughts in head
then actions without thought
knowing the wrong
in every heart beat
then came further heat
she weighed
all these things
knowing too late always rings
seeking truth
sets off anger in sing
it's her life
not just some fling
she sighed just a bit
thinking these things
anger's become a distraction
at times
giving satisfaction
‒the evil whore's demolition
she bowed her head
in greater confession
this her greatest sin
one...with‒
she no longer
wants to blend
control‒
a fight she's determined
to win
‒using gratitude
from God's† den‒
the only way to contend
‒be put in the light
from way deep within
(April 27, 2019)―There are 2 large garbage cans that came with the house I live in. When we first moved in, they were in the corner of the garage. The side where I park my car. My car door opens up to the wall side of the garage. I have boxes stacked in there, which I never unpacked also on the side where I park my car. About a month ago, we were told by the landlord that we had to clean up the backyard. After the winter, the pine needles and pine cones had added up. So, in order to make my job a little easier, I moved the garbage cans to the side of the house, inside the metal gate. Since, they were out of the way in the garage, I moved over some boxes, which made getting out of my car easier.
Continue reading “‘What Comes Out’”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!
(April 24, 21019)—I was sent to a heart specialist today. Although I’m 50, I’m always the youngest in the room when it comes to things like this. (I started saying this phrase back in 2013 when I returned to the VA. I was always the youngest in the room back then.) So, I’m sitting there going through Scriptures, keeping my mind occupied. I didn’t want to think about why I was there. Then I got called to the back. A slew of tests were ordered, including a monitor, which I’ll have to wear for a week.
Continue reading “‘Shouldering Damage’”
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