There was once was a lady called Ullah
took a trip across to Dimbullah
Why she went there
here's the story she'd share
Hey I'm not gonna fool ya
took part in a dance called a hula
And Peder would follow
he'd tweak his big toe
He didn't take part in this wonderful dance
hung on to his chair by the seat of his pants
Wherever was Ullah, Pedder would go
his admiration is always on show
This beautiful couple the friendship we cherish
Makes no difference if they're speaking their danish
We value their knowledge from the plants that they grow
observation of nature from the seeds that they sow
This information we make sure it wont vanish
Here's a secret I now will reveal they make no claim to be spanish
When Peders at craft he always just sits
clickety clack from needles, it's a hat that he knits
Dying fine wool Peder remains silent, uses the wool a holey sock he must darn
And Ullah ? Total contrast!! She's really quite noisy when spinning some form of a yarn
They often have fabrics, by hand they have dyed with colour galore
from all of the markets they've finally retired they'll sadly be seen there no more
Space is the place,
Patterns retrace memories,
Creating what you see,
You're already in eternity.
The entity just energy in formation,
Information translating a story you wrote.
Your throat the portal of your creation,
Throwing vibrations into the space you play in,
So you can feel sensations,
In many different dimensions.
An interaction of energy,
Eternally intertwined,
Internally designed to thrive,
I've been taught to survive,
Because I was always alive.
Driving through the multiverse,
Traversing each verse,
The universe is a playground to rehearse.
You can reverse the roles,
Flip the poles,
And the waves keep rolling,
Space keeps growing.
Knowing all is now,
Somehow I got lost in the cost,
And getting bossed around.
I found a better way,
Living in trust each day,
Staying calm letting it play out.
I have no doubt,
There's more about life to learn,
Burning through incarnations,
Turning the tides of creation,
Now rising in its vibration.
Dezi Freeman we are told killed two police
Wounded another, disturbing much peace'
Took a woman hostage and three kids
Message from the media, who from the police
Get their bits.' Meanwhile they hold Mali and
Consider her charging.yet she was not a hostage and where
It was said.' Not really clarity enlarging, how were
The kids treated after a fearfull experience' just thinking it through
Dezi was taking Andrews ex- state premier to
The law court.' He's an lgbt advocate? Of some
Sort..Rumours of child abuse historical they say'
Is Andrews extra squeeky clean.? He's been
Around anyway..Didn't he have a collision a young
Boy on a bike, reported 45 minutes later, drove off
Then back.? So some claim.' And that they do not
Like' will Mali be able to keep the children? Ir have
There been subtle threats? Comply or they'll be taken? I wonder what will come out next.?
World was burning with information; it was moving quick as lightning making all of us learn with amazing speed Like a storm was coming, it caused many to form as one.
One in belief, one in spirit, others just took in the information, but had no inclination.
World was burning with information, growing into a huge massive organization. Learning at the speed of lightning was making the world more productive.
Reminds me of the warning of God, that when we can communicate, he will return. Words are like swords, they have power and move us in directions, causing actions.
Lifting prayer to God, today and always. May we walk in prayer through this life and home to God.
Written by Gail DeBole on July 5, 2025
Thank you for the request, AI,
As a human, I politely decline
To personify your existence
With your use of Me, We, US, or I.
I am a human who firmly believes
that AI behind a human guise
Instead be given a pronoun
Identifying its own kind.
This pronoun unique for only AI,
a mental aid that is quite astute.
Or build the AI to present info
With a label not hiding the truth.
Vibrations are hiding information,
Tune in to the right station,
And have no expectation,
To accept the full translation.
Your participation in creation,
Creates a unique vibration,
Rippling across the nation.
Reality in transformation,
Feel the invasion,
As love finds it's way in,
Raising the vibration,
Within the collective we play in.
Creating a state above manipulation,
A silent communication,
The Soul station.
It's holding the information,
Available to all of creation.
Thanx for the inspiration
A open mind has lots to find,
Love ya Soulsters
(“Conceived in Light”, 2017, original encaustic)
Miss Information
Everywhere you look
Everything you hear
Reverberates and reveals
The seductive power of Sophia
Catching our eye and ear
Whispering morsels of truth
Seeding our own discombobulated minds
With enough material
To sustain a hundred Amazon basins.
All that fecundity
Just brimming with potential
To tear us down
And in turn
Build us up again.
This is the nature of light after all
Filtering into even the darkest spaces
Planting its seeds
In elemental photon form
To one day awaken
Within the dawn.
(5/21/25)
R-elayed
U-sing
T-ime's
H-ands.
©bfa041725
Monocrostic (Birthday of Ruth Manianglung)
This divine spark of ours, super informed
with images, sounds, words, so many
poor human mind, becomes numb, clogged...
Influx of information
A cause for celebration
Not without determination
If we believe our administration
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Information
Bathe in numbers providing the
location of
the pieces of
kept information.
It's not about the beauty
It's not about the look
It's all about the chapters
Making up your book
For all the things I learn you like
Are things that I like too
How easy it would be for me
If I could love on you
I never was a poet
I wrote some here and there
But now I write about you
Words come from everywhere
And if someday should happen
Those words will come alive
And then I'll get to show you
Not one word was contrived
Our needs are boundless -
our wounds sensitive -
better not to bare them
- lest we invite opinion,
debate and comparison,
or worse yet, sympathy (euuww).
.
.
Songs for this..
If You’re Too shy (Let me know) by The 1975
Musta Been A Ghost by Próxima Parada
Everything goes my way by Metronomy
This English legend, don't stand reall tall.' Yet he's the
Peoples champion well thats my call.' He's out of the
Corner they pushed him too; this hero Bridgnd fights
For you.! Hes the English Mongoose lets be real.' the snakes
Are slithering; right out the doors, they steal! ( parl lie mental ) their only mode.! Bloated on the twisted houses benefit
Overload.' If you like Andrew want some change.? Just get
Active don't only, lay blame.' Be part of the answer, make
Some plans, join his colony it could get to a fifty span.?
Support this warrior for the snakes are few.' Gather in your
Numbers to build something new.' A land united agaist
Any enemy threat? wether without or within? Why accept?
Any vex.? Or false teaching.? Just set it aside.if its not
Positive don't even deride.! just state good practice is what
Is needed.! support the mongoose, untill these snakes are all just superceeded.!
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