Long Disciplinary Poems
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Build a best world,
to build a world for
the equality...the other differences,
they remain yes, but the fight will be
to not prioritize differences for
establish disciplinary policies...
Differences should not exclude from
normal citizenship processes...
We are equivalent beings in civil rights
and equivalents to spirituality...
Do not exist best color! there must only be value...
Value is acquired, value is learned... if it is developed...
pure reality... another thing, total illusion... !
The value is differentiated when it is for the virtue service...is a higher value difference than yes
deserves to be cultivated...
So let's promote a difference to the top,
for spirituality...
We need to prepare for growth...
Let us be tall, citius, altius et fortius, always fair,
understanding with our peers without prejudice in behavior. let's be beings
superiors considering others as equals...
PS poem inspired by printed words
in Lewis Hamilton's Formula One Pilot T-shirts .
As a child and a teenager I used to attend a mission-hall,
Which had an outreach to the homeless of Edinburgh;
And every three weeks until I was about seven,
They would give the last call so that god could your soul deliver.
They said at the end of every sermon,
Every three weeks in the evening,
“This is the last call!” and they meant ever,
‘Cos Jesus could return any time for the believing.
I felt so intimated by it, this unkind presence of mind,
That I could not properly sit on my seat,
But I knew that they were insane with melancholy,
And that it was the real dynamics of life that they could not heat.
I refused to chat with them after services and at the youth club,
About what I believed and about the in and outs of my thoughts,
But poignantly sat down with the Youth Fellowship leader once,
And talked to him about what in me life had very clearly wrought.
When I said outrightly that I did not believe in the Second Coming,
And that life was for keeps, give or take a few possibilities,
It was as if his world crashed down disarrayed in shambles,
As he was shattered by my philosophical sway and confident amble.
He realised fully that I was damning their last call,
The pressure of it and how it riled, writhed and tormented;
That it was for no good reason, for no universal moral principle,
For no disciplinary cause and for no complimentary angle.
So he arrogantly walked away from me, rudely with passivity,
Not aware of his own need of polity, sense and direction,
But it was a triumph for that mission-hall boy worker,
To react to an objector so firmly and not himself recapture.
They were generally unresponsive and indifferent,
To intelligent objectors who had a righteous way,
Because this left them with their day-to-day lunacy,
With reality dressed for them to face another day.
That mission has changed today into a Christian centre,
Bright and refurbished and selling lunches in a cafe,
And I am proud of its journey, how far it came,
Because the transition was by no means lame.
May 28 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 38-42
Key Verse – Psalm 38:1 A Psalm of David, to bring to remembrance. O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY SIN REBUKER
Lord God, You are my sin Rebuker for my disciplinary chastening
Thank You for making me repentant of my pride and corruption-pining---
My Creator, please forgive my iniquities that cause my mourning
May I always desire Your presence midst my affliction-groaning.
Lord God, You are my sin Rebuker for my reproofs toward maturity
Thank You for molding me to grow along Your Word’s authority---
My Teacher, please continue to instruct my heart to learn with humility
May I always seek Your wisdom of perfect certainty.
Lord God, You are my sin Rebuker for my testimony’s building
Thank You for measuring me of my frailty to follow Your guiding---
My Saviour, please cheer up my spirit by Your constant upholding
May I always rejoice in Your redemption with gladness You are sending.
Lord God, You are my sin Rebuker for my daily patience
Thank You for moving me out from miry clay of guilty conscience---
My Master, please lead my steps toward Your wondrous will’s magnificence
May I always delight in Your lovingkindness of gracious iridescence.
Lord God, You are my sin Rebuker for my righteous living
Thank You for melting me against worldliness by Your holy preserving---
My Ruler, propel my commitment for Your ministry along prayerful driving
May I always depend on Your power since to Your strength I’m cleaving.
Lord God, You are my sin Rebuker for my blessed victory
Thank You for mortifying me from evil deeds to conquer wickedness’ injury---
My King, please raise my devotion to triumph in Your glory
May I always enjoy sharing Your biblical Gospel story.
Lord God, You are my sin Rebuker for my worshipful praising
Thank You for meeting me whenever my hope in You seems to be losing---
My Friend, please hear my supplications against unbelief’s oppressing
May I always trust in Your assurance which is surely a great blessing.
May 28, 2023
The tradition in question comes from the apostles
Hands on when they received from Jesus’ teaching examples
What they learned from the Eternal Holy Spirit
First generation of Christian did not have a written New Testament
It demonstrates the process of living tradition
Tradition is to be distinguished from the various theological
Disciplinary
Liturgical or devotional traditions
Born in the local churches over time
These are particular forms
Adapted to different places
Times
In which the great Tradition is expressed in the light of Tradition
The traditions can be retained
Modified
Even abandoned under the guidance of the Church’s magisterium
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It was a desperate situation,
Regimental honour at stake,
Decision urgently needed
As to what actions to take.
The Colonel was in paroxysms
The RSM was spitting blood
The M.O. was overworked and
Things just weren't looking good.
An outbreak of indiscipline was
Fast spreading through the ranks,
Squaddies dying without permission
Without a by your leave or thanks,
In such sloppy situations which
Caused the C.O. to angrily mention
They didn't even have the courtesy
To die properly lying at attention.
With ruthless Military action
With no thought of pity
Permission to die withdrawn
Without the relevant chitty.
Two weeks notice of intent
Sent with an application
Was now the requirement
To sort out the situation.
Expiring without notice
Became a disciplinary offence
Combined with an appeal
To use their common sense.
Extra duties to be imposed for
Future unauthorised expiration,
The deceased’s unit being held
To blame for the situation.
The system worked a treat
For any squaddie hates
Being held responsible
For letting down his mates.
The situation stabilised
Until finally at length
The regiment returned to
Fully operational strength.
Sanity quickly established
Thanks to the decisions made
And the Colonel and Sergeant Major
Held a celebratory Regimental Parade.
Pardons were quickly issued for those
Who’d died without permission
And the Regiment quickly returned
To its allocated operational mission.
A Scream's Echo
by Odin Roark
How varied
How separate
These screams
Life's quiet
Sometimes boisterous
Identity
From inception's beginning
Screams heard
Screams swallowed
Screams thought of
But never exercised
Remain intrinsic
To existence
How gently we address the baby
How disciplinary our response to children
Shrieks of opposition grow their weeds
Uncontrolled they grow
Adults merely have more tools to hoe the threat
If they choose
If they choose
Take the horn for instance
What's man's phallic symbol on wheels
Without auditory drama?
A boom box without extraordinary BOOM?
A domestic squabble
Void of passion's bombastic voices?
Technology's insatiable appetite
without the wail of worker sacrifice?
Yes
Vibrations set in motion
Know no end
Canyons of escape
Become mere diversions from
Nightmare-enhanced slumber
Where inner implosive wave lengths
One's perpetual infant cry of why
Simply enhances dream's timbre
As we listen
But never expect to hear
The end
Until
The end
Asceticism and realism were embraced in baptism.
The era of waiting is gone. Emmanuel exists.
The spirit in him fluttered into doves of optimism.
Mercies fell amidst musing humanity like mild mists.
The graces with which he descended from the highest heavens
Radiated like a thousand moons. People stood perplexed.
The sun rose from all directions, against solar sessions.
Philosophies and theologies have become complexed
Does a ruby, sapphire, or topaz need a fire test?
Does the one who's born without sin need baptismal cleansing?
Designs, yet devised by destiny, need to be re-dressed.
Doesn't all disciplinary decay need dispensing?
He's the one who comes to take away the sins of the world.
By his ransom, the freedom of creatures will be unfurled.
Life is full of spar, struggles, and worry
Times when feel we frustrated and derisory -
No way from affray to solace dear ordinary
Comes to rescue our dear cherished library.
A place where authors, poets, philosophers’ ivory;
A locus where the mind meets tranquillity primary;
Here Rowling converses with Sir Philip Sidney in refinery,
A premise where wisdom abounds—not derisory.
Bindu madam, an avid reader, peaceful pituitary,
With smile welcomes experts and students ordinary
To delve and transverse in the world microevolutionary
Reconnoitre novels, poems, essays and news necessary.
Pristine Pradeep sir distributes books multi-disciplinary
So that the children read and lose soul temporary
In the world of pleasant, poised authors legendary;
Focuses on increasing knowledge, idee and vocabulary
Calm, patient, pensive and executing duties binary.
Such a grand library—with lakh-plus books, all necessary;
Urge I to use our SNK library, truly revolutionary;
Read Shakespeare or Kant or Milton – none contrary;
Sit here in silence — no idle talk; no reading secondary.
Magazines, Manga, Aru, Harry, Sachin legendary –
All are available at free-lance here, macroevolutionary;
Utilize your time wisely, flick through the boat airy
To drift into the world of books, in realms so ivory.
SHENIKA SIMS
the soil of my soul is so open to growth right now
i welcome the knowledge and the strength that it all inspires
once upon a time i was writing disciplinary sentances a thousand times or more
now i am being quoted for the purpose of the betterment of others a million times or more
if that is not Reason enough to give Him Thanks and Praise, then my People, narcolepsy is a habitual and a pathological liar that blockades
MALAKI MEZCLAR
there is no particular reason
there does not have to be a spot in any season
i just Thank Him and Procede....
much obliged....that is all the space i need
MARTY KING
what is waking up if i am not thankful
whether with volume or in quietude,
it is He that Ables Me to Be....
therefore I AM....Thankful
some may say that too simply i pray
do i have to have five dollars and be abstract
i shake my head to myself and with ease i tell Him....THANK YOU....
there is no feeling like That Particular Aftermath....
it inspires me to lay me down to sleep Happily and Carelessly Monotonous....
Power and Form
Are the two elements of a human life
Our words are sweet and sometimes sour
However it’s a deadly trace throughout the human race
We say yes too often to satisfy our so-called rational minds
Is the life of a poet/poetess more fulfilling than a farmer?
Are we the expression of nature?
Or victims of a regimental affiliations
We are as you know impossible and unpredictable
Because we all are crazy species
Power and form
There is no more secret society
The secret of man is publicize under watchful eyes
The world looks into our families’ photos
Looking for the perfect quota,
As each and everyone one of us partake in online revelry
Like an disciplinary cavalry
However, within our soul lies the truth.
I lost one year, one birthday
I rebirth and lost my power and position
Atlas! I am in the lower realms
Now I am in heaven