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The Truth About Truth -

Truth burns at the center of all occurrance,
it is a heat that motivates appettites to enlarge,
truth is a multiplier of quests, 
satisfaction always arrives at the porch of a new path,
truth does not reveal endings, only beginings that behave
like currents pushing towards a shore,
truth demands stamina from the finder as well from the seeker,
it dashes in delight from the tired,
indolence receives no invitation from truth because laziness is a debtor,
a fish with no gills,
credit walks not from the bank steps of truth,
one must exchange, transact with it, as wanting is to worth,

Truth holds strength in one hand and suffering in the other,
He gives quarter and meal to surviving artificers who are organizing
their talents for future enterprise,
to the brigand and beggar He puts on a pewter plate
bland beans representing distance,
disillusionment preceeds the knowledge of utility because
new truth means fallacy is an ancestor,

an anthropologist is truth, observing your traits,
orbiting the ability of your judgement,
some of Truth's revelations are more expensive than others,
sometimes He will take your Past and grin like a haughty antique dealer,
truth will invest in your Future as a gambler revisits old glory
speaking fresh fortunes in cold ears,

He is an opportunist incessantly offering information for spirit,
without the ignorant truth becomes a vagabond in a vineyard of sweet rust,
the secret of truth is that it is ours
if we wish to be honest with ourselves,
truth is the inheritence of the strong who know how to make it,
oppossed to those waiting for it -

J.A.B.


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"Life's Absolute Epigrams" (for 2010)

Christian Love frame

The only need for death to every exist
Was to slay the fictional self
And all the embellishments used to support it

Fear not, Love’s little flock
You will not be set to fly
And then be allowed to fall

To be strong in your Love
Is to inherit the power of God
That now lies dormant in your essence

For your possession of absolute truth
Is a point at which your Love and your reality
Both become one in God

Slaying your fictional self, being honorable
Is your first step toward your recovery
Of your conscious immortality

For what is sin but the force and mischief
Used to instill and empower
Your mentally invented lower realities

Withholding forgiveness
Is the ego’s assault against life
Love does not judge

For what is the mercy of Love
But that it repeats it’s lessons of life
Until they are learn by the mind

For Love already knows, 
What life is yet to learn
Therefore learn from who you are
And teach your outer self
Love’s absolute truth

Love is your true reality, a constant source
Has no beginning or no end
The unlimited potential, quite essential

My prayer for 2010 is that;
These proceeding sayings
Become obsolete this year
In the face of your Love itself, Smile!

Stay in your Bibles, my little bibles
For Love is your title
Not your mind of idol!!

1-2-10 johnmosesfreeman@yahoo.com


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Consider Them

*Consider them - mere lilies 
of the field that thrive with ease.
So glorious. . . there was not one,
not even fair King Solomon
as brightly dressed as one of these!

They do not toil.  What qualities
do flowers have that we might seize
before our time on earth is done?
Consider them. . . 

If we, like lilies, choose to please,
with simple faith, the One who sees
all things, we too will have begun
to be as these beneath the sun,
who bend with grace upon the breeze.
Consider them!

*(“. . . Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow. . .” Matthew 6: 28-33)




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Speak of thee

                                        He is above us in the clouds 
                                run through the fields and speak of thee
                                              He will grow roses

                                       I will be the stem of the roses 
                                       for I shall never leave your soil

                                     You will be the tree I grow beneath 
                                             and he will be our rain.


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Vigilant

We must be vigilant to 
the shards of  radiance and splendor 
that flash 
before our squinting cynic eyes.


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Father’s Day Prayer

Dear merciful and gracious God
The Supreme Father of wisdom
The One who provides knowledge and understanding
The guiding light of all creation
Leader, provider, and shepherd of our fathers

I call upon You today in a mighty way 
Please shed Your love of intercession on our fathers
Guide their feet while they run this race
Strengthen their hearts as they walk Your way
Cleanse their thoughts as they strive to stay on Your path
Provide them with hope as they learn to pray 
Sustain them with Your love from day to day

Touch their total being as the family’s foundation
Show them wisdom to provide wise counsel 
Open their hearts to impart Your values and the Gospel
Walk with them and guide their feet around sinking sand
Listen to their pleas all across Your land

Mold them as You are the potter and they are the clay
Teach them how to kneel with children and pray
Talk with them as they would with their child and family 
Impart divine wisdom, knowledge, and understanding upon them
Wrap them in Your mercy and surround them with Your glory

These blessings I ask as Your humble servant
In the name of Your begotten son Jesus
The Morning Star of all creation
Singing praises to His name
Henceforth until everlasting
Bless all fathers today and always,
Amen!

~~~~~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~~~~~

Author’s comments:  I thank God for my father, Kenneth Spence, a great father.  He was the 
kind of person when the dinner table was set you don’t want to be late.  His stories were 
entertaining and victorious.  His instructions were always helpful and meritorious and his 
praises uplifting and glorious.  May he rest in peace!

~~~~~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~~~~~


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Internal Image

negativity peel away layers behold emptiness ~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~ © Joseph, May 15, 2009 © All Rights Reserved ~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~ Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine; Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran. ~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~


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The Sweetest Sensation

Passion,staring into lust,
Noses,sharing oxygen.
Our lips connect,
Lips start to stray,
Nibbling ears,kissing necks,
Closely drawn together,
Nipples piercing hairy chest,
Nails sink into back,
Head-board knocking the wall,

Knock knock,knock knock,

Deep moans,skin locked,
We counter attack,

Knock knock,knock knock,

Screams of pleasure,
Waking the whole block,

Knock knock,knock knock,

Nuclear explosion,
Volcano eruption,
AHHHH so hot,so hot,
The sweetest sensation,
 I ever got......


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Victus

"Victus" By M. Taha Effendi (Didactic) Amidst the gloom of night's dark shroud, lurks Death in far corners of the shade. To vanquish my fears to God I bowed, And death shall find me... unafraid. Amidst this vale of tears and pain, my heart in life's robbed solace bled. God gave me strength to stand again, I found peace in His words I read. In pleasures and crime my life is spent, with sins the wretched soul is weighed. But God's love taught me to repent, He pursued me everytime I strayed. It matters not how dark the past, how much the evil takes its toll. Darkness thrives but never shall last, The Savior redeems the conquered soul. (Inspired by "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley)


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After Life

Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,

While you were alive,
Who did you trust,

Did you trust the One,
That did so much,

Or were you blinded,
By vanity,the evil touch,

The choice was yours,
Who did you choose,

God,you have won,
The devil ,you loose......


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