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Listen to the words of Q
He knows the real deal
And he can educate you
“It is appalling that each
and every one of you sitting up there as human beings,
part of the human race,
the only race that we have,
would suggest to muffle people,
to put masks on your face
to keep us from breathing oxygen,
to get us to become sickly.”
“There’s not enough [COVID] to make it a pandemic.
This is a planned-demic.”
A Chinese bioweapon
Launched to take down our great president
And you know it
Yet do nothing about it
“If masks work for you,
or if you think they do, wear one,”
“Don’t impose your opinion
on those who disagree.
Each one can chose whether
they will wear one or not.
Each one lives with the consequence.”
“Discriminating against certain groups of people
while exempting others
is a violation of your civil rights,”
Following World War II, we Jews said ‘Never Again.’…
In Germany, Poland, and across Europe
we were forced to wear a gold star,
told to get on a box car to be taken to a safe place.
In reality, what happened?
If we forget history, we are doomed to repeat it.”
“This is not about health,
this is about submission.”
“Well, guess what, the riots are spreading, too!”
And what the hell are we going to do about that?
We’re going to arrest patriots
for not wearing a mask?
That’s what you want?”
“And I say Trump 2020!”
June 8 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 88-91
Key Verse – Psalm 88:1 O LORD God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY SALVATION
Lord God, You are my Salvation,
exempting me from hell’s grievous damnation
Thank You for exiling my soul within Your redeeming grace and compassion…
Exceeding are Your mercies that pulled me against sinful wrath’s affliction
Extra-special am I by Your lovingkindness’ function.
Lord God, You are my Salvation,
extending to me Your goodness in my prayer earnestness
Thank You for exploring my heart through Your steadfast faithfulness…
Exemplary are Your great ways that radiate for my holiness
Extra-joyful am I for Your granted peaceful gladness.
Lord God, You are my Salvation,
expecting me to submit to Your ruling
Thank You for extinguishing my doubts by Your truth never failing…
Excellent are Your teachings that strengthen my faith from falling
Extra-grateful am I for Your assurance-sealing.
Lord God, You are my Salvation,
examining me as Your called servant
Thank You for extricating my flesh against carnality so adamant…
Expeditious are Your deeds that make me stay in Your covenant
Extra-blessed am I by Your favour, indeed pleasant.
Lord God, You are my Salvation,
exciting me toward battle’s victory
Thank You for exercising my will to bear Your Gospel story…
Expert are Your armaments that enable triumphant glory
Extra-privileged am I to abide in Your champion’s territory.
Lord God, You are my Salvation,
exhorting me to dwell under Your watchful eye
Thank You for exhausting my folly by Your wisdom as to You I draw nigh…
Exquisite are Your divine explanations for why and sigh
Extra-fortunate am I to learn from You though You are majestically high.
Lord God, You are my Salvation,
expanding me of my service in Your entrusted place
Thank You for exhibiting my hope as You satisfy my stewardship days…
Extensive are Your trainings that nurture me along Christian race
Extra-blissful am I to testify about Your great ways.
June 8, 2023
Inevitable; that's me, simply called discouragement...
Oppressive is my nature; you should be warned
I attack everyone; yet I'm exempting you:
Yes, you who are now despondent, broken-hearted
Frustrated, and about to quit!
Are you aware of my presence?
Can you hear my mocking, taunting reproach???
I'm challenging you, dear believer of God...
You who have been testifying of your steadfast faith
To face me; and prevail over my misery-grants!
Oh, come on... rise up and meet me!!!
Where's your courage? I see no valiant spirit...
Just sighing in despair, murmur of complaints
Loser, I leave you, wallowing in your guilt
I'll trample you midst pity-party sessions.
~~~~~~~
Do I hear you praying unto the Lord?
May I congratulate you then...
You're now moving toward championship
Actually, smiting me is never impossible
Vanquishing me is easy when you trust in God.
Since you're stirred-up* and fired-up against me
Place yourself in the right position to thank your Creator
A heart of gratitude blocks my entrance I confess...
Did you get me! Is manifesting thanksgiving difficult?
Sure it is if you remain to be selfish, arrogant, discontented.
With worshipful heart, keep cheering yourself
Remember David** in the Scriptures who encouraged himself?
Well, you should; thus, abide in the infallible Word of God
Thru that, you'll be enabled, empowered, emboldened
Ready to exalt God, and to minister to others with love.
Unbeatable!!! Yes, that's you, child of God whom He upholds
That's you, soldier of the Lord whom He guards
Indeed, that's you seeking Him with His grace
Sure, that's you humbly yielding to His power
Fighting me, discouragement, with the Sword of the Spirit triumphantly.
*2Timothy 1:6-7 Wherefore I put thee in remembrance that thou stir up the gift of God, which is in thee by the putting on of my hands. For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.
**1Samuel 30:6 And David was greatly distressed;...but David encouraged himself in the LORD his God.
February 23, 2019
Edited on March 27, 2022
1st place, "A BRIAN STRAND 1097" Free Verse Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 3/27/2022.
The arms were bent to such degree
my elbows formed a pickle.
Where girls would laugh and carefully rub;
their actions all but fickle.
My knobby knees would catch their eye
alluring them with teeter.
My sex appeal was next to God.
Their motions now a beater.
My ankles seen as swollen out
would beckon for embrace.
When girls would reach to grab my frame.
Me blushing some disgrace.
My chin bone coming to a point
was shunning all but tempting.
The ladies wondering where it stops.
Not one of them exempting.
With knuckles bulging sightly bones
These beads of flesh made ripe.
A xylophone of sexy music
that women find their type.
My greatest feature boldly out.
A forehead bright to sight.
My headbone shining "Here I Am"
for which most women fight.
And finally not forgetting this-
My greatest gift to part.
I won't be sharing any of this,
for no bone is a heart.
You’ve seen my rage that can smite cathedrals’ steadfast posture
Exempting not that edifice in Notre Dame midst its antique feature…
May I remind you of hell-fire* in that place of forever torture
With restlessness’ angst and despair-puncture
Sealing the faithless in their doomed future
Midst cruel hatred’s defiant gesture.
You’ve witnessed my fury’s destructiveness
Revealed by the Notre Dame Church fire’s perilousness…
Such is just a glimpse of my fire in hell’s endless darkness
Where misery’s gloom prevails in blackness
Due to sufferings, despair, hopelessness
Leaving the convicts in their guilt’s fierceness.
You’ve beheld my wrath unleashing fatal empowerment
That reigned to haunt religious predicament and faith’s sentiment
Presenting a grim warning of hell-fire as everlasting torment
Expressing death's wailing every moment
As sorrows, anguish, woe wildly lament
With constant gnashing of teeth engagement.
You’ve experienced how it is to awakened by God Almighty
Now, reflect on this reality as I appeal to your spirituality…
My fiery ability in hell can be missed by trusting the Lord’s certainty
In placing faith in Jesus Christ’s redeeming security
He vanquished hell’s power with His sacrificial love’s purity
And you can have such assurance throughout eternity.
*Mark 9:47 …It is better for thee to enter into the kingdom of God with one eye, than having two eyes to be cast into hell fire.
May 8, 2019
1st place, "NOTRE DAME IN THE NEWS" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kim Rodrigues; judged on 6/6/2019.
Guarana Mo!
Most of the follow
wing (fictitious) quit
tuss cent shill, knit
head, (non adult tryst) pit
tee full (sorry excuse
for originality), rit
dunk yule huss, feebly
abominable attempt at unit
tarry yen rhyme for excellence,
benignly, essentially,
and honestly wit
less, worthless reading mitt
tear real - dashed off
(by this hare reed rabbit),
wall henna burst of
(playful tulles toy) warren peace,
aye practically spit
out (from inxs of carrot juice),
now dost daringly be hove
brave reeder to comprehend
this dime metrical kickstarter fit -
bawling contrived nada very tit
till late ting, nor
not so great English lit,
and moost unlikely tuff hind
posthumous fame,
worm ma obit
chew wary verb boss
lee probably re:nouns,
(this once upon
a time pablum child),
nor e'en garner this hare reed
ole Jack a one hit
wonder poetic laureate,
nonetheless this
(o' whar did me bunny go),
perhaps to Brit
tin endeavoring merely
to join United Kingdom
(and merrily) writ
for the underground
to test skill at
heart felt fabrication like me,
thus exempting bing
considered, judged,
and labeled tubby unfit.
Now let yours truly whoop
focus to address main intent,
(sans for quick
pick me up)
and nary drop of coffee,
nope not even one molecule
to fill thimbleful sized cup
I reach for bottle of Guarana,
(one serving of
coffee per capsule)
fo' this aging pup,
who attests that caffeine
(liquid and/or
encapsulated), the sole vice
(except for barbiturates, cocaine,
"FAKE" opioid, et cetera),
which overdose nearly found me
nearly a grateful dead – thrice
occasions, where
circumstances of Mus
self (Stuart Little reincarnate -
with an insatiable
craving for cheese
laced with Guarana,
Paullinia cupana,
a climbing plant
in the maple family),
which bean sized seeds
affordable at an acceptable price
many times larger
than puffed rice.
"O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ." 1Corinthians 15:55-57 King James Bible
Accepting death-appointment or avoiding its attack?
Bravely bowing to its beseeching or boldly beating its blow?
Circumspectly cautioned by its coming or cowardly curtailing its case?
Denying its dangerous duty or demanding for its determined destination?
Expecting for its entry or entreating for its exempting exit with excuses?
Faith in God helps me face death with fortitude
Graciously, I succumb to it when the appointed time comes
Helped to be ready since my soul is redeemed by the Saviour
Instilled with imputed righteousness with divine love
Just as I am… I cling to the Author of life for my last breath.
Human and animal,
Are alike;
Death comes to all,
No matter how high you climb;
You can’t escape its wall.
Death comes to all;
It always hits its mark.
You can’t escape it’s wall;
Not even in the dark.
It always hits its mark;
With arrows of precision.
Not even in the dark;
Can you escape its decision.
Death makes no distinction;
It always hits its mark.
Exempting not one nation;
Not even in the dark.
Its prey is all-inclusive;
Death makes no distinction.
Awaiting, no excuses;
Exempting not one nation.
Death does not discriminate;
Its prey is all-inclusive.
No race escapes the claws of fate;
Awaiting no excuses.
As claws clench the unaware;
Death does not discriminate.
Blink an eye and it is there;
No one escapes the laws of fate.
Deaths rules will never bend;
No matter how high you climb.
Everything has an end;
Human and animal alike.
Clear as black and white, they say,
In Occam’s razor slashing terms,
Exempting endless hues of gray.
Despite spotless reputation,
“The Obvious”, on occasion -
Subject to interpretation.
Findings depend on where we look,
How far we venture to explore
Beyond the cover of the book.
The most erroneous of all -
Character sketch at a quick glance -
An eye assessment of one’s soul.
Through the prism of closed mind’s sight
A premature line is drawn,
Assuming either black or white.
Unless we deeply delve within
We scratch the surface of what seems,
While substance lies beneath the skin.
Hard proven facts one can’t deny,
Nevertheless, each story holds
Second, eye opening blind side.
“Stating the Obvious” I deem,
Unless they're clearly black and white,
Things are not always what they seem.
April 17, 2021
Contest : Just Stating The Obvious
Sponsor: Brother Jacob
Most of the following
words (fictitious) quit
tuss cent shill, knit
head, (non adult tryst) pit
tee full (sorry excuse
for originality), rit
dunk yule huss, feebly
abominable attempt at unit
tarry yen rhyme for excellence,
benignly, essentially,
and honestly wit
less, worthless reading mitt
tear real - dashed off
(by this hare reed rabbit),
wall henna burst of
(playful tulles toy) warren peace,
aye practically spit
out (from inxs of carrot juice),
now dost daringly be hove
brave reeder to comprehend
this dime metrical kickstarter fit -
bawling contrived nada very tit
till late ting, nor
not so great English lit,
and moost unlikely tuff hind
posthumous fame,
worm ma obit
chew wary verb boss
lee probably re:nouns,
(this once upon
a time pablum child),
nor e'en garner this hare reed
ole Jack a one hit
wonder poetic laureate,
nonetheless this
(o' whar did me bunny go),
perhaps to Brit
tin endeavoring merely
to join United Kingdom
(and merrily) writ
for the underground
to test skill at
heart felt fabrication like me,
thus exempting bing
considered, judged,
and labeled tubby unfit.
Now let yours truly whoop
focus to address main intent,
(sans for quick
pick me up)
and nary drop of coffee,
nope not even one molecule
to fill thimbleful sized cup
I reach for bottle of Guarana,
(one serving of
coffee per capsule)
fo' this aging pup,
who attests that caffeine
(liquid and/or
encapsulated), the sole vice
(except for barbiturates, cocaine,
"FAKE" opioid, et cetera),
which overdose nearly found me
nearly a grateful dead – thrice
occasions, where
circumstances of Mus
self (Stuart Little reincarnate -
with an insatiable
craving for cheese
laced with Guarana,
Paullinia cupana,
a climbing plant
in the maple family),
which bean sized seeds
affordable at an acceptable price
many times larger
than puffed rice.