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Premium Member Fate

FATE

In the guiding hands of - Karmic force ?,
directs the soul of One, on life’s coarse ?

This one knows only to well, I must confess,
just how much One, Fate, Karma, can make of life, a mess.

Can it be that Fate, be but a court Jester,
played by the hands of a Planetary Enforcer,
that master manipulator, the Cosmic Puppeteer
who leads One, to see life through a crystal tear, 
a multi facet, rainbow refracted, look into One’s fears, 
fear in all it’s colours, across the face of One’s years,
reflected in the looking glass, upon the face of many mirrors,
realizing that life for many, are but years of many horrors !

B.J."A" 2

October 2nd 2009
During the twilight hour
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Worldarium, 2017

It was a bright cold morning when I was born,
into a world of perpetual war. I lived in the city of Worldarium; 
        once a beautiful place but now reduced to ruin,
buildings in decay, glass windows broken.  Poverty, hunger, disease killed.  

     This was a remnant of what the world used to be,  
Worldarium was like a marine aquarium where, The Infinite Mind, watched;
       we were the rats of society in this reduced existence,  
there were the Uppidity Ups who lived in sky high buildings of glass and steel.

    The Servers, who worked as servants for the Uppidity Ups,  
all the bridges has been destroyed and all the ways of escape gone;
      yet there was a resistance group who believed that somewhere beyond, Worldarium existed a Utopia.  So, I grew up a beautiful, lost girl.

    I dreamed of this nirvana place.  When I was a young woman I met,
Gideon, a man who became my lover and who was part of the resistance;
      there was an evil man called Strong Arm, who was the enforcer, 
if a person "rat" went against The Infinite Mind, the result- torture, death.

    Gideon came to me one day and told me he had found a way out,
he said, come with me and we will find Utopia together;
      so when night fell we started walking across what was once an ocean,
but we were caught by Strong Arm's, Army of Servants and taken.

     I never saw Gideon again, I assume he had been executed,
and I was kept in a glass tower, a sex slave of Strong Arm;
      I gave birth to children and my only gift was that they would never,
know poverty, hunger or disease but only life in a glass tower.

          The year I was taken, 2017 . . . 

____________________________
March 7, 2017

Prose Poetry/Worldarium, 2017
Copyright Protected, ID 882689



1984 or 2017 Contest
Debbie Guzzi

Sixth Place

Anastasia Has a Tazer

Frantic pedantic Premier protects her precious state
Hides behind tree at New South border, sniper style
Midst of thriving twin city metropolis many populate
Her Highness surmises business will just 'rest a while'. 
Interstate disallow brings collapse of tourism, fragile


Anxious Anastasia clutches her gun-like gate shut weapon 
Nerve spasm tazer cocked in canteen lady arms, equipped
Rule of fair rationale departed with contagious 'Mexicans' 
State edge clamp sees 'diseased' south folk promptly shipped
Nonchalance prevents her from acknowledging huge rift


Election year safety enforcer steps with extreme precaution
Teachers' halted work in next suburb, sense must warrant
Continuity, rather than months stuck behind rock hard border
Any Aussie citizen from outside QLD seen as fetid, foreign
Palache tazer flailer holds harsh defence stance abhorrant




16th August 2020


 - I understand AP's stance, it's a tragic sickness, dire situation 
Premiers are continually unwilling to consider shifting border 
check- point approximately 100 kilometres further south
to a far more sparsely populated area, still 600km (320miles)
from Sydney, only place virus exists, in barely double digit infections each day.

Orange Balloon

Just him and I with his orange balloon
2 tickets for every ride
   The ambiance played the strangest tune
The crowds of children cried 

   I secured the string around his wrist
The helium would help me to find
   Just peace of mind to help assist
Incase he were left behind

   My eyes were fixed on the orange marker
That set him apart from the rest
   They quickly adjusted as it became darker
False security led to my quest

   My eyes grew tired, the colors merged
I couldn't tell orange from red
  My feet hit the floor, I was on the verge
Of anxiety driven dread

   The crowd was mad and degenerate
I was weaving in and out in a panic
   Not one soul was considerate
Instead, they seemed volcanic

   The devil himself was there that night
Jumping from shell to shell
   This once happy fair, became a fright
I surly tasted hell

   A humble bench beside the restroom
Supported a sleeping officer
   Awoken by me, his face turned gloom
Not exactly a cheerful enforcer


   The darker the sky, the more vicious the swarm
Of people becoming possessed
   The thunder growled, but produced no storm
Evil at it's very best


   As I looked around for the second time
The crowd had disappeared
   No happy ending for this rhyme
Exactly what I feared

   No one spoke of an orange balloon
Or the boy attached to it
   They say I fell into a swoon
Devised a fit and threw it

Premium Member Jesus Christ

Let’s take a moment and really think about this man.
He came here as a mortal with just one plan.
With grace and valor, he came here to die.
How many of us would do that, would any of us even try?

As a mortal man he shared all of our fears.
He knew exactly what he was in for, but still chose to come down here.
Imagine his pain, the ridicule and torture.
This was the right hand of God, Man’s true enforcer.

With dignity and honor, he took every lash.
Each thorn on that crown, every bloody gash.
They spat in his face disrespected by us all.
He still carried that cross, for us he stood tall.

He stood face to face with the darkest parts of the human soul.
To defend, love and save all of us was his only goal.
When life brings destruction, chaos, death and loss.
I just think of this man who hung up there on that cross.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member A Tribute To the True Heroes-Mothers

In the beginning when the Godhead decided a new race to create,
He made Adam and Eve and gave them the ability to procreate. 
With God as Creator and Adam as father,
Eve was destined the nations of the world to mother.

 The serpent so subtle and cunning caused Eve to sin,
And in that very moment the consequence of dying did begin, 
As punishment God said Adam’s life would be toilful,
And the process of childbirth for Eve would be painful.

Eve was so elated when she gave birth to her firstborn son Cain,
But little did she know that he would be the cause of much pain.
Soon after she birthed her second son named Abel,
He God’s command did obey, but against God Cain did rebel.

When God refused his offering, he let anger boil up in his head,
And when it was all over his brother Abel was dead,  
Even as his birth brought joy to his mother Eve,
His violence against his brother caused her heart to grieve

Though our mothers the perfection of Eve do not possess,
We their children throughout our lives must confess,
They surely inherited all her maternal qualities,
As evidenced by our mothers’ numerous abilities.

   They carry us for nine months often in great discomfort,
Then have to endure the physical torture of childbirth,
After we are born a lifetime nurture and caring commences,
Often in the face of numerous obstacles and sundry offences.

The roles mothers perform are too many to number,
Nurse, wife, chef, chauffeur, broken heart mender,
Psychologist, teacher, activist, referee, entertainer, nutritionist,
Alchemist, gardener, homemaker, law enforcer and home economist.

When God the family did establish and roles for its members did assign,
A special role for mothers he did wisely design,
This multifaceted role which required such skill could be filled by none other,
Than the indefatigable, amazing person we simply call mother.

So, on this day devoted to the honor of mothers,
We pay tribute to the ones who spend their lives caring for others,
Whether they are alive or dead,
We will never let the memory of them fade from our head.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Fate

Fate

In the guiding hands of Karmic, force ?,
directs the soul of One, on life's coarse ?

This One, knows only to well, I must confess,
just how much One, Fate, Karma, can make of life, a mess
Can it be that Fate, is but a court Jester,
played by the hands of a Planetary Enforcer,
that master manipulator, the Cosmic Puppeteer,
who leads One, to see life through a crystal tear,
a multi facet, rainbow refracted, look into One's fears,
fear in all it's colours, across the face of One's years,
reflected in the looking glass, upon the face of many mirrors,
realizing that life for many, are but years - of many horrors.

B.J."A" 2 
October 2nd 2009, in the twilight hour .
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Lord God, You Are My Good Courage Enforcer

April 16 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Chronicles 19-21

Key Verse –1Chronicles 19:13 Be of good courage, and let us behave ourselves valiantly for our people, and for the cities of our God: and let the LORD do that which is good in his sight.

LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY GOOD COURAGE ENFORCER
                                                      
Lord God, You are my good courage Enforcer as well as my life Comforter
Thank You for exhorting me to follow You, my goal Setter
To meet my needs for me to learn, grow, and live better
Always in Your plan, away from odious obstacles that deter.

Lord God, You are my good courage Enforcer as well as my battle Warrior
Thank You for bringing me to Your deliverance-interior
To strengthen my faith upon Your might that’s supremely superior
Always by Your valour since I’m humanly inferior.

Lord God, You are my good courage Enforcer as well as my heart Drawer
Thank You for pulling me toward Your safe prayer-tower
To lead my pursuits against slothfulness-blower
Always with Your peace so I can be a fruitful sower.

Lord God, You are my good courage Enforcer as well as my mind Ruler
Thank You for answering me as Your persistent caller
To let my supplication focus in trusting You, the perfect will-Revealer
Always through Your Word that affirms You as promise-Sealer.

Lord God, You are my good courage Enforcer as well as my future Protector
Thank You for blessing me as I follow You, my Almighty Director
To advise my spirit toward Your favored decision since You are my Instructor
Always along Your counsel that teaches me become a discipleship mentor.

Lord God, You are my good courage Enforcer as well as my repentance seeker
Thank You for enabling me to be Your church’s co-worker
To build-up my trust in Your partnership despite my being a covenant-breaker
Always for Your glory while overcoming attacks of commitment-wrecker.

Lord God, You are my good courage Enforcer as well as my power Giver
Thank You for granting me Your grace, making me Your blest receiver
To assure my soul of salvation-security against the evil deceiver
Always around Your love while sanctifying me to become Your holiness-thriver.

April 16, 2023
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY LOVE AND FAITH ENFORCER

December 5 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Philemon-Hebrews 2

Key Verse– Philemon 1:5 Hearing of thy love and faith, which thou hast toward the Lord Jesus, and toward all saints.

LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY LOVE AND FAITH ENFORCER			

Lord God, You are my love and faith Enforcer for my soldier-bravery
Thank You for assuring me Your grace-upheld victory
Letting me succeed in my prayer along Your love story---
Please make me win by Your power and for Your glory.

Lord God, You are my love and faith Enforcer for my servanthood-diligence
Thank You for guiding me in Your ministry with sincere obedience
Letting me participate in Your heavenly work against pride’s resurgence---
Please make me toil by Your might, not by fleshly motive’s expedience.

Lord God, You are my love and faith Enforcer for commission-fulfillment
Thank You for correcting me of my discontentment
Letting me trust Your promise with confident settlement---
Please make me stay in Your will for triumphant achievement.

Lord God, You are my love and faith Enforcer for my divine enrichment delight
Thank You for sanctifying me of my confessed sins and fright
Letting me obtain Your forgiveness along prayer plight---
Please make me seek Your presence always day and night.

Lord God, You are my love and faith Enforcer for my strength-steadfastness
Thank You for guarding me against destructive freedom toward worldliness
Letting me repent to cleave to Your graciousness---
Please make me devote my all to You with gratefulness.

Lord God, You are my love and faith Enforcer for my salvation-shining
Thank You for showing me Your miracles for my character-refining
Letting me humble before Your compassionate reigning---
Please make me study Your Word with Your enlightening.

Lord God, You are my love and faith Enforcer for my daily sanctification
Thank You for delivering me from everlasting fury of hell’s condemnation
Letting me enjoy Your pardon’s blessings and mercy of reconciliation---
Please make me worship You with joyful exaltation.

December 5, 2023
Form: Rhyme

Broken society

Broken Society 

I identify as a spiritual entity an unknown identity blending into the background of a backwards society. 

I am a universal being lurking in the shadows I am often heard yet never seen. 

You will never see inside of me 

The noose is tightening around my neck I am struggling to breathe. 

When was this world taken over by a bunch of 

corrupt, cowards, criminals, traitors, liars and thieves

We all live inside a fabricated existence weaved  inside a web full of lies 

How can 1 truely live. 

If 1 believes he can never die 

The stars across my sky’s have being  etched into my eyes 


I have lived 1000 lives 

I have died 1000 times. 

 I am a universal soldier 

I am the enforcer. 

Society is nothing more than a heard of sheep being led to slaughter. 

 The monsters of the deep hidden in the depths of the  holly waters.

I have an no tolerance for 

Ignorance, Arrogance negligence, violence or  incompetence. 

Vampires drinking the blood of the innocent  out of the holly grail 

We are a freight about to derail 

We are all products of a system that was built to fail. 

Written by 
Adrian Bogdal 28/9/2025

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