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Abounding in GOD Who meets every need
Blest to experience His goodness indeed
Cheerful along faith-propelled charity breed
Delighted midst gracious life-building deed
Enabled for trust’s soar, divinely freed
Fulfilling kindness against carnal greed
Gladly serving as the Saviour does lead
Held by His compassion-anchorage creed
I thank the LORD* Who moves me with love’s seed...
Jubilantly busy via peace-speed
Kindled to be functional, I must heed
Labouring well, smiting blights that impede
Maximizing strength for others to feed
Never quitting as a bee, I'll succeed.
*1Timothy 1:12 And I thank Christ Jesus our Lord, who hath enabled me, for that he counted me faithful, putting me into the ministry.
(ABC in monorhyme)
July 17, 2021
Edited on May 26, 2022
I see a shiny castle
On a high mountain top
Surrounded by a starry hassle
Of bright dancing stars
With moon hanging on its pillars
In the bed of puffy clouds
I see the candle light
Shining through narrow windows
Of the top floor arched pillars
My heart fills with unbearable
Longing and desire to touch
The light with my fingertips
I know I have to reach it
In the darkness of the night
I start my pilgrimage
That lasts years of despair
Being lost and scared
Taking risky paths that lead
To the darkness and demise
I panick and gave up many times
After thousands of sleepless nights
I float in the vacuum of despair
And I am losing my affair
With the shiny alluring light
But in the depth of starry night
I see the omen of hope and delight
I see the lights of castle’s
Narrow windows every night
In dreams of deep insomniac daze
I see my hands reaching the light
In one passionate flight
But it seems the castle evades
My desperate attempts
And flies deep in to the
Darkness of the abyss
After all those years
Of exhausting search
I am hopelessly lost
Sinking into dark cold empty
Nothingness I give up my
Precious task once again
I spend eternity in suspenseful
Numbness till one day
After light years away
Suddenly I see the magical
Light flickering again
Much closer than ever
In front of my eyes
I reach my arms cautiously
But the light doesn’t shy away
For the first time I try once again
Almost touching its fiery edge
In one leap of despair
Hanging up in the air
Suddenly I see a bottomless abyss
That separates me from the castle
After so many years of attempts
I am no longer afraid or tense
I take a deep breath and descend
in to the pit of running waters
Into the coldness of unknown
Unrecognizable scary world
That I never encountered before
Emptiness surrounds me
After all those years of being lost
I no longer struggle I must
Descend into the running waters
And float into the infinity
But once again suddenly
I feel solid ground under my feet
And like a bird in one leap
I fly to the mountain
Till its shiny top
With the wind behind my back
Where the gates of the castle
Are invitingly open
And I step in to the
Magical light
That I was chasing all those
Long years of
Being lost
In darkness
Truth be told
On an old-fashioned gramophone, they played sweet
music in a small cove made for two, the young man
smiled, this sleek woman was to become his bride.
A big seal came onto shore and dragged the woman in
to the sea and under, when surfacing with the seal
She smiled and waved but didn`t come ashore,
kept on jumping and playing, and her leanness made
It looked like a seal, and she was indeed turning into one.
Finally, she and the bigger seal come to the shoreline
she told him her life was the ocean, and she and her
The new man was swimming to the Azores, where she
would meet his family. The young man took his
gramophone, sun cream, towels, and walked home.
No one believed his accurate explanation, and he got
life for drowning his girlfriend.
That's that good dose of medication,
That stimulation,
That creme,
That protein
That good love that makes you Fein
Like a wet dream.
That **** that makes you cum
In your panties and jeans.
That mmmm that makes you wanna sing.
My Mr. Good Thing.
That relaxing touch.
Huh
Like a xanax pill.
That's that good -good,
That make you cook a full coarse meal.
That one hundred
That real.
Have you head over heels.
Make you suck his dick so good
Have him paying all your bills.
I'm so overwhelmed
By the joy that he brings.
I'm a black woman
Who honors her King.
He is mines, and mines alone.
My Mr. Good Thing.
No one can ever take his place
Or come in between.
every day and a sweet shop
On a plateau in the middle of nowhere, there was
a shop selling chocolate and week-old newspapers
I had no money, but in exchange, the man
accepted a hail of hay, the farmer gave when he
told me to go make my own bed, I had slept with
The milkmaid he had wanted for himself
as the evening gently fell over the desolate landscape
A horse came walking to the sweet shop that
also sell crossword puzzles and mouth harmonicas
It was the owner's transport, and he didn't like to stay
all night, asked me to take the shift, his main
The problem was all the rats that tried to break into his
shop, I could sleep on the kitchen table to avoid
being bitten
Nine, the next morning, he was back riding his steed
WE are our own reflection of what's going on inside. Yet still at each intersection it's such a pain sometime's to decide. I do not believe things just happen. No matter what i need to achieve I do what needs to be done so in the end i am glad then. I keep my head up no matter the storm nor day. I pray for family,friends,and those who stray. Life can leave you battered. Life can leave you torn. No matter my struggle I remember the day christ was born or better yet when he rose. I don't focus on his death because I am forgiven because of how he died an believing in him is the path i chose. He gave me life and tomorrow is never promised. It's hard to be a christian in today's day and time to be honest. You want so much for people to see. It took me years to understand why i truly believe. It's not up to me but only to plant those seeds. Having christ in my life is the greatest gift. I do my best and remember no ones perfect. So who ever reads having god in you heart is something serious you should cherish.The bible says love is the greatest commandment and that he wishes none would perish. It's so simple to get to heaven you speak with your mouth and believe in your heart. Believing christ died on the cross for our sins and rose the third day is exactly where you start. Did you do it as you were reading that's all it takes? Christ forgives you for your mistakes. Now it's time to forgive yourself an start over. His yoke is easy an burden is light. Let christ be your shoulder and as you get older in the spirit he blesses you with insight. You have to get to jesus for your relationship to grow and reveal. He isn't just in stories. He gave my life purpose and something real. It's easy to get lost in this angry and evil life. Sorry this was so long winded as i write. I JUST WANTED TO SAY LOVE you all and good night.
so you say you dont believe in a higher a power
and that you have not a dad in the sky
you also have control of each and every hour
but each and every hour still passes you by?
you have total control of the space that youre in?
and can comfortably breathe when the air gets thin?
you say there is no God like there is no one to follow
but if there arent any leaders then leading is hollow
where did it start where did it all begin?
is there an initial creation/origins
what is your view of the world in its greatest perspective
are you passive agressive or agressively objective?
do you simply do what is taught and then teach what you"ve learned?
or can you analyze thought so that you can discern?
when i say "belief" do you think of religion?
when i say "plane" do you think of a pigeon?
discernment is key when you make these transitions
open your mind not just your ears when you listen
as beings we are bound to time space and matter
and understanding is limited to basic chitter chatter
so dont let the words of others misguide you
but let vibrations of truth resonate inside you
Spoken And/Or Written Words
Time gone by e'er since being quiet natured boy,
more so nowadays declare exhausting countless
hours expending, extolling, and exuding prufuse
joy, no surprise, asper experiencing passion, sans
reading (select age appropriate material as a lad in
make believe world) still bespectacled bright eyed
and bushy tailed, (most absolutely definitely agog)
accentuating, expanding vis a vis jabbering (within
privacy afford double one bedroom apartment B44)
erudition enthusiastically verbalizing printed material
in general, and exercising vocal cords aloud, not cuz
I admire krispy, raspy whispery voice particular, but
hearing and seeing appealing genres (mine, though
morse hoe published authors especially informational)
purportedly not "FAKE" news incorporating sounding
out plus seeing words supposedly reinforces learning,
yet another less obvious pleasure (exclusive domain
availed primarily thru thesaurus brethren i.e. yepper
alphabetized lexicon, otherwise known as dictionary)
offers insight learning esoteric etymological minutiae
(just as quickly forgotten), which historical evolution
finds me temporarily linkedin both audiologically and
visually regarding forebears, (essentially transporters
thru numberless centuries) unwittingly, unknowingly,
unequivocally mumbling, modifying, massaging ever
evolving pronunciations sustaining communication as
living entity sustained throughout avast misty age pre
seeding impressing symbols (whether twenty six letters
of English language) upon tangible medium spurring
linguists to surmise aural and oral characteristics, and
no doubt searching complex edifice contemporary alive
tongues exhibited taking page from legacy of lingua
franca no longer extant.
The only pair
Ever to live
High above the tallest building
On planet earth,
The best prone to succeed
And live for ages
According to the Creator's will
To the left
Was the ever shining left shoe
Shiny as the sun that has just escaped
From dusk to dawn
The left shoe that had a skin
That would remain immaculate
Even when dipped in mud
It was the most remarkable,
Adorable left shoe ever to exist
High above in the stars,
High above in the alien world
A world class label stuck unto it
A label by the name NELIA,
TANYARADZWA KUYERI
Yes! The shoe was never complete
Yes! It needed another identical one
To complete the duo
Only one among all other right shoes
Could compact to the left,
NELIA tagged shoe to accomplish
The desired twosome
It was the right shoe
That originated from the foxes
Labeled the foxson's27th
That could make NELIA shine,
Shine to match the extent
That she aimed for
And was the origin of patience
Abruptly, the pair were torn apart
The left to the left,
And so was the right to the right
But still the right signaled to the left
Even from a distance, the right shoe
Never lost its patience
And neither lost its hope
Still waiting patiently
For yet another dark to fall
To resume the adventure
Up above in the stars,
Up above in the slumberland
And currently hold on to that one
A dream to remember...
Cold is the wind in Europe.
It is a stormy evening, brown leaves flying in the storm
dank and dry, torn from the mother tree with hatred
I`m thinking of Macron, the president of France,
extolling globalization. I`m a nationalist, from
a country that has naturally evolved, has its own culture,
and an unspoken agreement on how people should perform.
We don`t want a global nation with one culture, one language, one thought as dictated by newspapers owned
by the globalists.
It has been tried before under the dictatorship of Stalin.
Macron is, in the words of Oscar Wilde,” Deep down he is
a shallow thinker.”
Migrants are welcomed in my country if they are willing
to accept our culture and not demand changes
But have accepted the system as it is.
Mass migration is a manufactured phenomenon; it could
be avoided by investing in the countries they hail from and
It is political to sow discord in Europe.
We see how the USA, a beacon of democracy, has been turned
into a semi-tyranny helped by the opaque forces of Zionism
They want globalization to serve their end, that is, to enslave
and bend us to their will.
The working class in Britain gets it, and the ditto Germans
to see the way their countries are going, and the protests
because of this, know a new war will come, a war that can
benefit the Zionists.