In order to discern To intentionally hurt that unintentionally hurts
Wrap these spiritual vessel in order to discern
provoked and unearthed
preying on specials
To intentionally hurt that unintentionally hurts
open wounds leak out worth
in drowsy pedals
that determine morals and ethics.
In order to discern
Reflections confirm
Veils harmonize wrestling with the unsettled
To intentionally hurt that unintentionally hurts
Discernment practice and rehearse
To bring balance to level.
In order to discern.
Perhaps it only ever occurred.
Spiritual and emotional wrestles
To intentionally hurt that unintentioanlly hurts. In order to discern.
IN ORDER TO GO, YOU HAVE TO STOP
Listen, understand, and be aware:
In order to go, you have to stop
Procrastinating and wallowing
In abject apathy:-
You've got to stop saying to yourself,
“I can’t deal with this BS anymore”:
The shackling of you, not going:-
Yes, in order for you to go, you have to stop;
You have to stop putting off today, what is
Necessary for tomorrow to become
A wishful, blessed today:-
Listen, understand, and be aware:
Yellow-thoughts, prepare you
To get ready to stop and
Prepare to reflect on
The green light
Where God
Is sending you:-
Remember, heat comes
With the light of wisdom’s fire:-
Thus, it’s time to stop just sitting there,
And get going where God has fired you up to be!
While there may often be blinking yellow lights,
Signaling a time to slow down and assess the route’s
Ongoing to where you are being navigated to be,
Just slow down, assess yourself, and proceed onward:-
Rare wisdom I've found in you,
Who saw Death and away flew
Your lies quite clever one too,
For like pigeon you did coo
To " Are you, Evans? " "No..."
And "Where's he now?" "Front you go"
Not your, wish your blood should flow,
For you're Evans and Fools know
Not your dream your wife should moan
Nor you at home in pains groan...
Simply, lies told to just live
Why need one this Earth just leave?
God people informed
Spoke to me
Said it is time to see
Stand as one heart
God shall supply the art
Our Father glorious army
As Jesus as your Calvary
Melody of love our Lord has blessed
Comes directly from our chest
God is always listening
Willing and forgiving
Seen the faith we posses
Said rise above to rest
God gathered each needle
Protected his people
Jesus as Savior
Found God favour
Preserved within the palm of our Lord branch
Welcome to our Father ranch
It is Mheldz Gocalin's birthday,
Worship service is important;
The minister said, "Let us pray",
In order to be triumphant.
Topic: Birthday of Mheldz D. Gocalin (March 30)
"In order to create a family, I dream to meet a man-
With whom I wish whole life my will be spend."
So, very honest advertising wrote.
And:- "I recognize you, by a simple sign:-
You have to hold a woman's mink fur coat.
Please call me back, I tell you an exact coat size."
sometimes when
someone walks away
rather than grieve
be relieved
it is one burden
less to carry
but in your heart
he/she is still a friend
it is merely a separation
resulting from human difference
the garden is rid of weeds
in order to grow things
A quiet call born of wind
The rustling needles sound,
A hard chair of stony set
Cooler than dirty ground.
A raven’s throaty call is head
And endless birdy chirps,
Beyond that silence evermore
So much better than work…
Below a shepherd’s happy bark
Faint echoes made of words,
Illusions broken instantly
By another of the world.
But frustrated I cannot be
‘case who am I to blame,
Another who will seek the wild
In order to be sane.
open your mouth,
speak in any direction
whatsoever, unabashedly
&
just
wait.
I took photographs...months after tears had dried...
so you wouldn't forget me....
There is the severity of me, the extent of scars that fall from you....
didn't you know...
and I finished it off, I regarded the night with violence because
you
showed me how...
and the taste of screaming still sits upon my lips, I've licked them for eight-hundred days...
cracked...
mirrors, torn jeans and shirts that never quite made it past six months, but I refused to
trash the clothes I wore on the day the sun forgot to fall...
and you...
you...
found your way home...
cracked...
and bleeding..
I arrived to nowhere...
and took a photograph...
so
I'd
never
forget.
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