Defenseless is not having help during needed times, the intent to leave people without a way to live and survive.
Defenseless is not allowing police and security to do their job, of restraining, protecting, and other ways of making us all safe.
Defending is a way of teaching, maintaining, and making us all able to live and feel safe today and every day.
We read in history of how many groups lived in intentional community’s making them feel safe and secure as they go through life.
Forcing people to live in unsafe communities can lead to death and health issues that can make other issues increase.
I am thinking of the hammer of the Scots, I read that the dilution of the people by way of non-intentional community weakened the communities.
I am thinking of the intentional Indian communities in America, I am thinking this makes them stronger, having their values and culture as one.
I am thinking of the other places around the world that have intentional living and how being one makes them strong.
Let us all be aware, and take care, don’t be defenseless, grow, learn, love.
Lifting prayer to God, today and always.
Yes we fell for it, we drank, we smoked, we tried all kinds of stuff that made us sick.
Yes we seen the stuff on every conner, we thought it was all good for us.
Yes we thought abortion was good, that we were to young and should continue on with that type of life.
Yes we fell for it, a lot of us died, we lost our life, we could never stop all of the stuff that made us sick.
Yes we watched all the examples and thought that was the way we were to dress.
Yes we wanted good examples, of how to love life and reach all of our potential.
Yes we are trying to move ahead and love and learn, and forgive.
Yes so please stop all the bad stuff, put it in a place where people are aware of the impact of that stuff.
Yes we want our future to look bright, we do not want to fall for any negative intentional triggers that cause us death.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
Observe
Do not react
Make desires a focal
Give your attention to desires
Control.
We spoke loud ripping through layers of insecurities and shadows. Unrecognizable at the reflection of what once was memories to be kept ,we weep. The thought of reviving what we thought would never die is a challenge unmatched and yet we fight. Using only what we know as weapons our emotions those poison thoughts in which charge up the ego and unleashes devastating blows to the heart ,the one thing that makes beautiful songs when cared for. A mysterious feeling of uncontrolled passion the highs and the lows and yet so cold like winter storms with no heat on the freezing nature that causes pause to time, only for a moment when the low sets in and the glass shatters from all the pressure when darkness sets in after the fire dies down that black soot awaking every feeling of disparities fear the realization that all that release really meant the let go the finally and for what intentional winters ended up just breaking a heart.
Today I discovered that God
made the sky so high so that
all the big and small, beautiful and ugly
birds don’t thwack their heads on
the ceiling as they fly and swim about.
& that makes sense to me
because I can finally understand why
God made your smile so warm and kind:
it wasn’t so I wasted every hour
of every day thinking about the next
big thing I can do to see it, no,
it’s much more sensible than that.
It’s so every poor soul and every
lucky person that sees your smile
as you say thank you to the ticket man
when you board the train home from work
can understand that Heaven is real
and you don’t have to die to get a glimpse.
Completed forces take away mindless memories
forsaken by the lost who cherished them once!
No place to capture thoughts that wander spaciously in
glorified unblemished visions, spreading lighted realities
forward in the misty bleakness that must now turn away
the darkness of uncertainty.
Behold your spirit of knowledge-creating splendorous
sights beyond our expectations, marvelously moving
past familiar sights, atmosphere beyond our insight
of knowing, was never meant to be known till all
skies were purified.
Surrendering, we catch sights much to glories to gather
within the truth that created seeds made from our
magical love so profound to understand!
Lost in sparkling delight, the entrance appears plain in
image, luxurious swirling colors surround the mind
of untouched realities unknown, amazed at the sight
of every dream imaginable in one lifetime.
Succulent desire unfolds miraculously, releasing sweet
remembrance splurging from the depths that were never
meant to shower down love that destroyed evil!
Strength gathers power in time of immersed lacerated
attention.
Gather together what must be gathered fleeing to
the side you desire.
In vain you spot
A hollow thought
Yes I can tell
Your mask works well
When give meets take
Your face looks fake
Just wear your style
Charm with blank smiles
You speak profound
On shady grounds
Praise tramples plain
You stalk in vain
Your crooked lips
Frame poisoned tip
In guise pure guile
Sly craft moves wile
Best you see then
Odd fate just when
Gloss thus dark frown
On a vile clown
Mad as mad feels
Your touch can kill
Leon Enriquez
03 September 2018
Singapore
To be less of such impedimenta
and far more of intention
instead of solitary
and more of intentional connection
What is there to be discovered in bar code religion
that the centuries of a mountain have not already spoken
7 trillion cells working in cooperation form a human
To be less of impartial preconception
and far more of the star field union
instead of the small to insignificance
and more to the miracles resonance
what is there to be discovered in a cold fact of science
that the apparent improbability of existence already says in every single moment
An infinite number of galaxies working in cooperation form a universe
INTENTIONAL?
As I read, the words on the page turn to bugs
And crawl around
I feel my heart beat in my head
While my feet are on the ground
My senses get all mixed up
I feel Schizophrenic
My heart beat increases
And I begin to panic
I feel the air getting thinner
With less of it to breath
If my heart stops beating
Will there be anyone to grieve
All this pain and suffering
Was clearly meant to be
But what I want to know
Was it really intended for me?
©GDC2014
Intentional straategies
Dry ink blink
Ressurection
An’ rise above the pain
So the tit for tat
Is more easy
Love
Starts so early
Combat
Pain
Regain
Status
Of perfection
Made in an image
Open
Choice
Ock, aye
‘cept for when the
Coping strategies sigh
Into the willow tree
And the organised alternative
Cause friction
Speak now,
if you want to,
Keep silent,
if you want to,
I cannot force you,
to do either,
I am speaking,
because I wanted to.
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