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Shucking Evil In Favor of Good

Shucking Evil In Favor Of Good...
(courtesy of tasseled colonel corny maise aye aire)

Challenge more difficult than threading
camel thru eye of needle, hence catchy title
scotched, and I aim to endeavor and steer
away from task surpassing 
defying gravity clear,

nonetheless (sorry), I still hotly air
glomming pablum attesting ill
success while sitting
in this wooden hard backed chair
oft times a means to leap bajillion

miles, cuz yours truly doth despair
one composite primate being forged care
fully vis a vis from carbon based life 
je ne sais quoi essence Earthenware
composed, whether flora or fauna,

one species, sans latter, whose fanfare
of self importance don, trumpet
white out blinding search lights glare
ring essentially making grist for mockery,
parody travesty, etc shady spectacle

buzzfeeding nothing of pinterest to hear
blabbering blaring blather most teeny
tiny in utero homunculus hazardous heir
to the porcelain throne
faulty genes impair

ability to reign reduced
to basket of deplorable
what, particularly as
one benighted longhair
pencil necked geek refused treatment,

(cuz preexisting condition) by medicare
not covered, thus accursed
imp of the pervert
resigned to toss in hat
unsuspecting nightmare,

and run for political office
touting offering nuclear
weapon to every man,
woman and child

additionally larding couture
to design outerwear
housing protective
missile deflecting capacity,
which article designed by

Penn students, yes a bit
elaborate what with
doodads, thingymajigs,
and whatchamacallits
they (especially Eden)

did amazingly overengineer,
but, what the hey, now
the prophesied armageddon
answered courtesy
oven entrepreneurial pair

two peas in a pod, which
success stories ain't *****,
where Ivy League University
flush with funds to bolster
any promising idea, yea
even full body pod suited rainwear.


Purple People Eater Viz Hits Sleep Deprived Cannibal

Began during wee hours
of December first
tooth house sand nineteen
steeply self immersed

within insomnia, hence
sudden creative cloud burst
fingers slower than
fleeting thoughts, I cursed
nonetheless stitched,

doctored and nursed
the following continued
hours later with pursed
lips seriously, silently, and soundly

trying to craft lame poem, the worst
among feeble efforts,
among countless attempts
showcasing, (no rhyme nor reason)
yours truly versed.

Found muss elf unable to easily doze
haint no lamentable hallucination
found me froze
imagination begets, births and
breeds nightmare, whereby

humongous cannibal grows
name of Hannibal finally
an end to existential woes,
cuz every academic endeavor
yielded nothing but zeros.

Loathe blatantly outright
to turn toward life of crime,
yet I realize benefits
such as flextime
plus one functions
as independent consultant

off hours studying sign
language to pantomime
in the event victim
of unfortunate circumstances
deaf mute, or simply to
enhance gig being sublime.

Quite aware impossible
mission to succeed,
in the capacity writer,
hence quick income accrued
cash on demand guaranteed
apprenticeship provided with

on the job training indeed
course donned incognito
trumpeting, essentially greed
aware potential billionaires
minted he/she doth only need

venture capitalist to recognize
lucrative opportunity keyed
nsync with song that tops
the charts invariably lead
singer plus natural born
prodigy polymath, prolifically breed
ding all Forbes thirty under thirty

helping to buzzfeed
one after another cottage industry
flourishing analogous
to hardy ganja weed
allowing, enabling, and
providing ample time to read...
tea leaves predicting prodigious fortunes.

Premium Member HEART CREATED STEADFASTLY BY GOD

January 1 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 1-3 

Key Verse - Genesis 1:1 In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.

HEART CREATED STEADFASTLY BY GOD

God creates in us steadfast heart wonderfully
While forming us marvelously
Shaping us amazingly
Filling us against our void, sufficing us abundantly…
We surely thank Him wholeheartedly.

God creates in us steadfast heart with His light
While starting our day right
Making our firmament so bright
Watching us at night…
We really thank Him with faith’s might.

God creates in us steadfast heart every morning
While protecting us in between lunch and evening
Securing us in our sleep’s dreaming and groaning
Keeping us in His goodness of feasting and dining…
We joyously thank Him for His constant intervening.

God creates in us steadfast heart in His image and after His likeness
While prevailing over us by His dominion’s greatness
Blessing us toward multiplying fruitfulness
Subduing our pride through His replenishing gentleness…
We truly thank Him for His graciousness.

God creates in us steadfast heart, giving us product-yielding capacity
While bestowing us with work-diligence ability
Sanctifying us to labour in His field of spirituality
Comforting us in His rest as we cleave to His presence-serenity…
We earnestly thank Him along His gifts’ bounty.

God creates in us steadfast heart, defending us from subtle serpent’s deception
While encompassing us with His assurance-sanction
Pulling us against curses’ destruction
Protecting us from enmity’s sorrow-infliction affliction…
We verily thank Him, praising Him for our soul’s eternal salvation.

God creates in us steadfast heart, ruling over us with His commandment
While propping us from sin-caused miseries by His encouragement
Loving us, calling us with His life-commitment
Placing us in His heart of genuine contentment…
We triumphantly thank Him and His sovereign control every moment.

January 1, 2026

Premium Member The Meaning of Life

Life means the capacity to grow
  In our youth we grow physically
  Intellectually, spiritually
    This we all know

But as adults must we continue to grow
  From my vantage point, I would say so

Life means the capacity to reproduce too
No news there; that's the traditional view
  Some today choose not to propagate
  Others start early; they don't want to wait

Life's also characterized by activity
  For which most of us show a marked proclivity

Living organisms undergo continual change
  Multifold processes, expansive range

So, the meaning of life is contained in each breath
  As long as we're alive -- the opposite of death
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Happy Valentine's Day

The heart is an amazing organ…without it we wouldn’t exist
which is crazy when you realize it’s only the size of our fist!

Four weeks after conception…well before we officially arrive
it begins to beat and does not stop until we’re no longer alive.

The heart has a magical capacity for love...as everybody knows.
The more it loves and is loved the stronger that it grows.

Our brain is used for knowledge but its our heart that guides the way?
In fact, the heart is so important…it has its own holiday?

Valentine’s Day is a day that has set itself apart 
as the only holiday we have that celebrates the heart.

A heart that nurtures us while dancing an energetic but delicate ballet
a heart that must be treated with kindness not just today…but every day

Because the heart provides a daily a lesson for all of us to see
that even though it is strong and sturdy…it can be broken easily.

I think a fitting epitaph for any of us when we depart
would be that we were gentle with other people’s hearts.

So be gentle with each other’s heart today, celebrate with candy, flowers or a kiss
and keep in mind this whole thing started with an organ no bigger than your fist.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse


Premium Member Growing Integrity

Introversion, like strengthening integrity,
explores fusing with the Whole
which I associate with ego-death
whether by colonizing encroachments of Other
more powerful,
arrogantly unenlightened,
predators

Or by ego-transmutation
creolization
rebirth
synergetic sacraments
of wedding
bedding
feeding
breeding
loving
win/win compassion

And probably some positive
and negative,
impressive
and repressive,
flavors
and savors
of both varieties
anxiously anticipating ego-degeneration,

Self-emptying
under duress
and surviving chronic depression,
ego critical stress
and chronic trauma events.

Extroversion, 
like outflowing exhilaration,
celebrates interdependent individuation
either against
or within
Earth's whole open system

Which I know as ego-augmentation
within a Western straight white male privileged context
of anthro-exceptionalism

MonoTheistically over against EarthTribe's carnal nature

Or
PanenTheistically celebrating ego's EarthMothered
nurtured
holonic spirit

And probably some in and out
positive and negative
Both/And Right hemisphere
and Either/Or Left hemisphere
introverted ego
embracing extroverting ecosystemic interdependence
with indigenous wisdom
of healthy ego
dipolar co-arising
wealthy ecosystemic context

While EitherMe OrWe introversion
without BothMe AndWe
integral holon of EarthTribal view
veers off toward Lose/Lose despair
death
depression
inevitable ecocide
and lack of capacity to thrive,
emergent disinterest in surviving

While extroversion invites sacred out
and inflowing integral Other
into panentheistic win/win play
to grow our humane/divine
interreligious
bicamerally interdependent
Tao wu-wei.

Premium Member My God, Thank You For Understanding Me

September 19 Scripture Meditations Based on Matthew 26-28

Key Verse – Matthew 26:10 When Jesus understood [it], he said unto them, Why trouble ye the woman? for she hath wrought a good work upon me.

MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDING ME

Thank You for understanding me in my ignorance
Unconditionally loving me with merciful perseverance
Around Your salvation-assurance
Of eternal redemption’s insurance.

Thank You for understanding me in my foolishness
Unfailingly teaching me with wise truthfulness
Around Your Scripture-completeness
Of illumining discipleship’s fruitfulness.

Thank You for understanding me in my disability
Unceasingly transforming me with useful capacity
Around Your might-sovereignty
Of effective ministry’s stability.

Thank You for understanding me in my gloom
Undoubtedly forgiving me with purging love from guilt doom
Around Your joyfulness-room
Of peaceful contentment’s bloom.

Thank You for understanding me in my inefficiency
Undeniably inspiring me with faithful constancy
Around Your righteousness-fervency
Of productive stewardship’s persistency.

Thank You for understanding me in my discouragement
Untiringly cheering me with revival engagement
Around Your presence- fulfillment 
Of active fellowship’s commitment.

Thank You for understanding me in my frustration
Unfalteringly exhorting me with guiding admonition
Around Your Word-instruction 
Of blessed prayerfulness’ function.

September 19, 2022
Form: Rhyme

Blind Faith

Blind Faith

So, even the expression, blind faith, makes my blood boil.
 
I've had one too many conversations with "intellectuals" who disdainfully look down on us believers for believing in a Creator. They imply by the expression blind faith, that we do not have the mental capacity to think or to reason, that we blindly, or naively, are lead to believe in God without any proof.

They say that believing in an invisible person, or force is foolishness, a mere childlike fantasy nothing more.  One commentator said "I used to have an imaginary friend, when I was a child, but I grew up, and no longer believe in fairy tales, and imaginary sky friends, like God".

Firstly, I would say that it is not foolishness, to believe in invisible forces. Science has proven the existence of radio waves, gravity, magnetic attraction, electricity, wi-fi, and on and on goes the list. So it is not the intellectually weak-minded who believe in invisible forces, it is all rational people.

To be frank, if there is no Originator of life, no Initial Causer, Creator, or Intelligent Designer, then what is left?  What initiated life? Chance you say! Ok, let's look at random chance as the initiator of life. Ask any scientist what are the mathematical probabilities, that life, even in it's most rudimentary form came about by chance,  they will tell you the odds are trillions to one, over billions of years!

So let me get this straight,  believing in a great Causer, when we see the effect (us, life as we know it) is unreasonable, but according to them, it is more reasonable to conclude, that life came from nothing at all, and the odds are trillions to one against it, and that it is a fact.  Interestingly, mathematics professors will tell you that  10 billion to one odds, is the limit, beyond that it is not only improbable, but rather, mathematically impossible to happen.

So, to prove God exists, all we need to do, is do the math! It is mathematically impossible that life came by random chance. For those that believe it to be true...sounds a little like...hmmm...... blind faith!


John Derek Hamilton
May 16,2017
Form: Didactic

Premium Member Filtered Through Consciousness

like steaming water seeps through the openings in the bottom of a colander
the wisdom of ages past is filtered by my conscious mind
leaving all but a few bits and pieces caught in the process

I am ashamed to only share the remnants of the astounding truth that came to me
giving only the morsels that manage to slide through my self-imposed filter
to myself and to others that so desperately need a deeper awareness

surely the unfiltered surge of the power of a great truth would be beyond my mental capacity
if not insulated by the Creator of all intelligence
only then could such truth pass through me to others as I humbly submitted to the source of truth

the harshness of my misconception and the pollution of pure truth haunt me
as I struggle to stop the manipulation and allow truth to freely flow through me
I call upon you the great Creator of all that is asking your acceptance of my earnest offer

take back the choice so freely given and let thy wisdom and truth manifest through me
I gladly give my freedom of choice back to you and patiently await your will for my life
then without my filter your Truth will dispel the illusion leaving us only true reality
© Bill Baker  Create an image from this poem.

Just Ask the Dead

One word
Said in anger
An action done in haste
A mistake spoken by an unknown person
A misunderstanding
Between people
Between countries
Differing beliefs
Ideals in total opposition
Hatreds long locked away
No longer spoken about
Barely remembered by this generation
Let loose upon an unsuspecting world
Guns, missiles, bombs and planes
Launched again millions of innocents
Bodies filled destroyed streets
Graveyards fill beyond capacity
Rivers turn red with wasted blood
Is it truly worth the loss?
Is it worth a mother mourning her dead baby?
Is it worth sending our youth a world away?
Is it worth just because of one single word?
Just ask the dead
They are the only ones who know the truth
War and death is never worth the price
No matter what the word

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