.
i'm think'n that this may be
exactly for me
i'm loaded
do you see this hermetically sealed box?
inside it I kept the greatest anguish
things that would hurt me too much
if they were out there
I already told you about the deposit
Where do I accumulate similar boxes?
I think so
It's a huge edifice and it threatens to collapse
I walk around the building
making the repairs I can
time passes and i'm becoming a watchman
protecting the content from theft
I'm afraid
because I've already taken so much from me
that I don't even know what's left...
we're looking at this huge deposit
where the cubes are millimetrically placed
juxtaposing one by one with no space left
so the columns are rising uniformly
until they almost reached the ceiling
soon a new column is raised in the same way
completing rows and lines and series
advancing the amounts from the back
until gradually occupying all the spaces
finally reaching the top
when all columns are filled
the door closes automatically
then we will look at a huge empty deposit
where the cubes will be millimetrically placed
juxtaposing one by one with no space left
and so it goes on forever and ever
I couldn't keep enough love to save my life.
With all the thoughts that surround one person.
Every time I saw her I had this sensation to give as much as I could.
And when I felt this urge I'd give a piece of my heart.
And put it in a place that I knew in my heart would be protected and reinvested each time I thought
of her.
She didn't seem to mind the lint, checking my pockets at all costs.
Sealing my heart in an large envelope in deposit.
I gave, Until one day I was mugged.
I was taken for everything including my heart.
With just one piece, I exclaimed that you could have everything else.
Just not this, it's already promised.
It's the only thing of value.
I was robbed of everything.
When I made it to her house I told her everything that happened.
And with a look of concern she asked about the last piece of my heart.
I exclaimed yes sadly that too.
She just looked and held me close.
Giving me her heart
Key Did Deposit
Badly by her I was treated
Each time when me she greeted
So I shut her in a closet
Safely key did deposit
Off my list her I deleted.
(Maybe this should have Tweeted.)
Jim Horn
Your wishes can't regain,
A thrill so long ago.
To once again reclaim
A past you wouldn't know.
You view a different dance,
With unfamiliar tune
You pine for lost romance,
Yet treasure not the Moon.
Meter - Iambic Trimeter (Cataletic).
A-B, A-B Rhyme.
Gene Bourne.
06-11-14
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Catholic Church derives all teaching authority from tradition
Doctrine has come down from Christ
This tradition preserved in written form in the “Bible”
Contains the principle truths of faith taught to the apostles by Christ
Inspired men moved by Spirit of God commit these matters to writing in early Church
Short time after Christ’s Ascension, maybe within 20 years
The need to preserve thse truths in permanent form was recognized
Before any book was accepted as “authentic”
However,
Authority of an Apostle was demanded by Peter’s companion
Similarly, though Luke was a man who had not seen Christ
Book gained acceptance through St. Paul’s authority
The Church has protected and guarded these books
Which contained
The revelations of Christ to His disciples
Their Testimony concerning Him
Ladies I would like to stand with you and pray.
For that little unborn life you just threw away.
And the only thing that comes to mind is how or maybe why.
Could any mother in their right mind want their unborn child to suffer and die?
It was a gift from God is what you had.
You turned such a joyous occasion into something morbid and sad.
I don’t pretend to know what goes on in most of these young girls mind.
Are they really that ignorant or just totally blind?
And to the devil doctors that perform such hideous acts.
Do you realize what you’ve done and to whom you’ve made your pacts.
They were part of the branch, they were your vine.
Intended to be something heavenly, a gift so devine.
But you threw it away before it could bear fruit or see the light of day.
And one day you’ll stand before your Maker and that little Throw Away.
I just pray someone reaches you before it’s too late.
And stops you from what you know is wrong and leads you to a better fate.
They’re not THROW AWAYS, they’re KEEPERS, and so are YOU.
SO PLEASE, PLEASE FOR HEAVENS SAKE THINK BEFORE YOU DO!!!
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