Self Wealth Deficit

Wealth of two masters… `Tis an amazing thing One mysteriously an illusion… Of the mind one is serpent Though by the essence of the dove… And by the power of love That the soul of love In the power of the dove… Sows by the serpent of strife The armageddon in life In a strait betwixt twain Fearful to depart Foolish to remain… Remaining vain begets the twain Illusions that are unstable Pretending to be life Borrowing from Able Giving Cain his knife Living below heaven’s glow Spreading the dog show borrowing from Dove… True wealth of Love… Deficit pretends that China… Is from above Illusions shall wane Reality shall remain Deficit illusions vain `Tis faith of a kind… True wealth of a Master mind… True particles of heavenly Adamantine ================================== “No man can serve two masters” “Mysterious Iniquity works self deficit” (Matt. 6:24) (II Thes. 2:7 KJV) Selah
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Maverick Avatar
January 12, 2012 at 11:13 AM
Well worded today John, enjoyed reading"
Poet Avatar
December 31, 2011 at 10:41 PM
A beautiful poem from you john.Wish you a very very Happy New Year.
Devnath  Avatar
December 31, 2011 at 11:07 AM
Wonderful thoughts, i do agree. Wish you happy new year. bl
Lefanue Avatar
December 30, 2011 at 2:19 PM
Lovely poem, John, full of much deep meaning. Thank you for my placement. God's blessings for a wonderful New Year! :) Maureen
Castro Avatar
December 30, 2011 at 8:43 AM
nice i really need to figure out how to write other kinds of poetry im stuck in rhyme land =) heads up 7up
Johnson Avatar
December 30, 2011 at 2:21 AM
can the schitzophrenic serve more than masters one, does he think second coming, wife is dumb, when she don't remember the fun, he had an hour ago, but was it he?
Johnson Avatar
December 30, 2011 at 5:49 PM
Im wondering if when we are hypnotised and they find other people to talk to from so called previous lives...do we have the other personalitys stored or connected waiting for schitzo...or to take over as a backup like a spare cd for your computer???
Freeman Avatar
December 30, 2011 at 11:24 AM
A point well taken Don! To finish your poem "or illusionary serpent spree?
Guzzi Avatar
December 29, 2011 at 8:08 PM
Your verse above is full of puzzles [as is life!] I really liked how you laid it out on the page. Have a safe and happy new year! [Thank you John for my placement]Light & Love
Freeman Avatar
December 30, 2011 at 11:28 AM
To coin a phrase Deb, "I'm just trying to help you!"
Dietrich Avatar
December 29, 2011 at 8:06 PM
Good one, and I love that scripture you portrayed. Thanks for the honor of the win, john. I wish you the best on your new path, whatever it may be. LUv, Andrea
Butterfly Avatar
December 29, 2011 at 3:42 PM
This is beautiful John. I really like the layout of your poem. Thank you for my 2nd place in your Faith Verse Contest.
Lanford Avatar
December 29, 2011 at 1:35 PM
I enjoyed this very much!
Onclaud Avatar
December 29, 2011 at 10:50 AM
moe, this is spellbinding and full of spiritual reflection.. much enjoyed; so honest and straight from the heart.. best winning eishes and congrats on your past awards... so delayed in my greetings sue to ashtma but better now.. selah and huggs!
Conway Avatar
December 28, 2011 at 4:56 PM
Loved it, John!~Tirzah~
Devonshire Avatar
December 28, 2011 at 12:51 PM
This would have made a terrific entry for your own contest, John. I especially like "Reality shall remain , Deficit illusions vain." We have choices to make in life. We can follow our hearts or our minds. You definitely write from your heart. I am still out of town and have sent you some emails. Hope you had a happy Christmas, my friend. Enjoy the holidays and best wishes for the coming new year! Love always, Carolyn
Freeman Avatar
September 16, 2016 at 6:45 PM
The heart is and holds the central core wisdom of ones true superior being, it is the mind which is the parasite, robbing the soul: While claiming to be the persona.
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