Shall I record every WORD
Dreams given in the night
Should I seek confirmation
From those who don't know the Light
Should I show prophecy
And attest to the TRUTH
Open books of warning
I've given since my youth
Will Kings and kingdoms
Rise up and claim allegiance
Approving of WISDOM
They act out in appalling grievance
.....against all evil
That is of Spirit is Spirit
No flesh can clothe LOVE
The purity of His heart
Cannot align with anything that matter is made of
The eternal record is finished
Recorded on the Spirit of man
When the soul arrives in the space
The resonance reveals the plan
Unchangeable, undiminished
The resilience rings forth His glory
What a privilege to be
A single WORD in the everlasting story
....grace has walked us through
Written by Trudy Schrader on 09-23-2026
Peep day matrix,
of willowy fog,
grey sprinkled usher,
to ephemeral epiphany,
frail cloud mantle,
vacuous veneer,
or token inkling,
amorphous tweet,
encoded riddle flimsy,
sunshine arbitrator,
dispells hazy,
symbolism
I sigh, remembering moments in time
Enjoying life in my younger years, just being a child.
I remember times living out in the country,
Surrounded by rows of young plants emerging from loose soil
And orange tree groves around our home.
I loved to sit or climb on their cool, dense, shaded limbs,
Extending and bending out like roots in the sky.
Temptation never failed to pull, peel, and enjoy the sweet, juicy oranges.
Or wash a freshly green top, an orange crisp carrot pulled from the soil.
The sun-glowing sea slowly moved toward the horizon,
Disappearing into the deep blues of the evening and the twilight hours.
A delightful flurry of fireflies would appear.
They drifted, glowing, an ethereal presence
With a delicate, rhythmic wing motion that made them appear
To float and twinkle among the foliage in the night,
Landing and perching among the foliage or on the ground.
I would run out into the high grass, in joyous excitement,
With a glass jar in hand to chase a whimsical scene.
I loved the feeling of joy watching them glow in flashes up close.
It is ongiing..Its in the spiritual places, its
On the living of a viable life, its on your freedom.? Its on your thought pattern, on
Your movement, its always been so' yet now its more visible, all is being revealed.'
Leading to a push to cut back regular
access, the Bible once was under lock and key, its always been like this, information control by some.? Do we
Wish to enlist? And fight our indivudual self.' Also do we recognise the scenery.?
Low-effort is the mission
Low-effort's a decision
Low-effort ambition
Low-effort nutrition
Low-effort corruption
Low-effort seductions
Low-effort deductions
Low-effort assassins
Low-effort passion
Low-effort fashion
Low-effort obesity
Low-effort poetry
Low-effort parents
Low-effort presents
Low-effort president
Low-effort arrogance
Low-effort adolescents
Low-effort embarrassment
Low-effort communication
Low-effort conversations
Low-effort imaginations
Low-effort motivations
Low-effort deterriation
Low-effort information
Low-effort physicians
Low-effort inhibitions
Low-effort politicians
Low-effort inspiration
Low-effort education
Low-effort vacation
Low-effort nation
Low-effort voting
Low-effort tech
Low-effort sex
Low-eff
low
.
.
A song for this:
Sexy to Someone by Clairo
act like you know (feat. Muni Long) [E]
Until proven innocent
A man is always guilty
Until proven guilty
A woman is always
innocent.
Marriage
The body still crossed by yesterday’s gentle fatigue,
and yet the mind light, moments drifting,
as if something had moved between us
and refused to fade.
Yesterday, a movement brought us together,
one of those rare moments
when glances answer each other,
when gestures take on a meaning larger than their form,
when one feels that time itself
paused to let us breathe.
Each one, in their own way,
carried a part of that light —
in a smile,
in a silence,
in a hand resting on another.
And this morning,
in the heaviness of bodies still charged with celebration,
a clarity remains,
like a discreet thread that still connects us
to what we shared.
And perhaps nothing is truly over,
for what we lived
continues to walk within us,
like a softness that seeks no name.
In the silence of the day that pushes us,
something remains,
a simple heartbeat,
a simple link,
and that is enough to illuminate our paths.
Joël Charvillat
COMES
Canto I
Come
Canto II
Before the light there was light the lands dwells grasses;
Canto IIl
Come
Canto IIll
God stood still His brilliants shun so shines
Canto IIlll
Come
Canto VI
night drops its cloak across embracement black.
Canto VIl
night drops its cloak across embracement black.
Canto VIll
Come
Canto lX
Lose He spoke life words dominance creation of light
Canto X
Before the moon and sun shown
Canto XI
No shape darkness empty everything things He spoke by dawn,
Come forth come
Canto XII
The wanderer has crossed the pass.
Canto XIII
Come
Canto XIV
Gathering in one spot cover then and withdraw from the lands
Canto XV
Continues…..
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familiar six- day creation structure right you know found in other Abrahamic traditions it's the specific wording and
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31 seconds
the emphasis yeah that makes it so compelling okay so let's get into those six days okay day one kicks off with
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39 seconds
9/3/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
parti
HEY HEY HEY WHOO OH OH A OH
di grand entrance chance, chance, dance
mek lively, lovely choreographed entries, dance dance dance
entrée dance dance, dance bridal parties.
everyone juz celebrated be joyous be hardy
dis di first dance newlyweds share,
maja, romantic moment for di center
for in di room.
Afrobeats and highlife love
songs set a festive mood
for di dance floor- amour, amour
celebration
HEY HEY HEY WHOO OH OH A OH
The Grand Entrance chance, chance, dance
Make lively, lovely choreographed entries, dance dance dance
Entrée dance dance, dance bridal parties.
Everyone juz celebrated be joyous be hardy
This the First Dance Newlyweds share,
intimate, romantic moment in the center pair
in the room.
Afrobeats and highlife love
Songs set a festive mood
On the dance floor- amour, amour
9/3/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
Grace in every detail
Never have I
Been surprised
He’s by myside
He is in side
Yahweh Redeemer, Horn of Salvation
Light of the world
He is… I am of the Lord
The way
Good shepherd
Root of David Lamb of God
Yahweh Redeemer, Horn of Salvation
Light of the world
He is… I am of the Lord
The way
Good shepherd
Root of David Lamb of God
Grace in every detail
Never have I
Been surprised
He’s by myside
He is in side of me
Grace in every detail
9/2/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
I ate a tiny biscuit
It was too sweet and cinnamonly? --
I Guess
So
Cause
It WaS a frosted vanilla iced covered
CINNAMIN ROLL
9/2/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
Late night paradise:
Cold cooling summer nights;
About need a hooded sweatshirt;
Summers brisk;
Cold
New day dawn;
Humidly warm;
About to turn the fan on;
Simmers brisk;
Hot
In take embrace the air conditioner;
Nothing better in summer;
Thank a cold mixed frozen lemonade;
Sweet/Cooling
Cold HOT SwEeT/Cooling
9/2/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
red sun streak on pane,
shroud of wild pink violet,
blooming eye catcher
Not it be, make believe
back to your hometown, lost
my childhood house, loss
once a favorite spot
in nature that feels like home at cost
a personal state getting back lost
loosed clock
uncosted lost on a vacate lot
my childhood house, loss
condemn, yuck
all, ahhh!! shucks
Can it truly be
make believe, Not it be,
8/24/26
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026
Becoming my own essence that quest,
of marked candid introspection,
a disposition to embark on,
recondite global.bold voyage,
jettison vacuous self-distrust,
that sabotaging virus veneer,
I once did sanction as odious habit,
for protracted periods at first blush,
phases I squandered, lost tally of,
so immaterial to core perception
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