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Humans, long a self-seeking breed,
Oft concoct love foreseeing need.
With tender grass lush green
Does a butcher fatten
His sheep in his own selfish greed.
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Translation |37.01.2025|
Poet’s note: Sanskrit has thousands of verses of wisdom called Subhashhitam. This verse says that man by nature is a self-seeking breed. Keeping in mind a selfish motive, a butcher concocts false love and fattens his sheep with tender grass. But it is only to fetch better price in the market, not for any altruistic love. The transliteration of the Sanskrit verse follows (sandhi duly separated):
Kaarya-apekshee janah praayah,
preetim aavishkaroti alam |
Lobha-arthee shaundikah shashpaih,
mesham pushnaati peshalaih ||204||
You ever had the time to explore your ideas to the deepest depth of your mind.
To follow the reasoning you have created to the end of the line
Have you had the time to realize the implications a child's story written in good ryme
Could have on the next generations for as long as that story resides on the tongues of those who will share it
I am curious if it ever hits us in are busy life's
Busy chasing things we used to never need
And forming opinions that are never right
Because the truth must grow but that can't happen with a poison sees
The time they take from us forcing us to live up to the ideals
That they have reinforced about expectations
And how this governs whose worthy of what
From the smallest material thing to the biggest spiritual need which is love
So next time you have a second if the realization finds you
And you wish yo share the secret the world has a way of binding you
Because the truth must grow so instead of speaking what you heard to people who won't hear
Find someone who lives by it and has been denied all but exciaistance and fear
Do not shake your head at him your silent thoughts we hear
Always be positive because spoken words are not the only words that heal
It's always better if you speak in kind
So here to you silent one for finding a way to shine
Light on someone when you could of easily walked on by
I just want you to know its appreciated it
And that it's not unnoticed
Your the kind that makes a difference
The kind who has a purpose
And still you take the time to remind a poetic
Mind that has clearly left his prime that even he is not worthless
prompted by Bob Dylan's Chimes of Freedom
Grateful for freedom bestowed by the Lord,
I declare my chants of victory...
Abounding God's grace manifests goodness-glow
Blessed life eternal testifies mercy flow...
Care of Christ upholds spiritual revival
Dearth is no more midst bread of heaven's arrival...
Entrusted divine assignments prods reaching-out
Faith, freed* from fear vanquishes doubt and pout...
Guidance of the Father governs pursuit midst granted role
Hope helps share serenity, making soul whole...
Inspiration imparts truth for spiritual influence
Joy against crises surmounts poverty's affluence...
Kindness, marked by compassion, pervades indeed
Love rules against selfishness, pride and greed...
Miracles highlight the Master's might and mercy
Nurture from above nourishes with sufficiency…
Opportunities to optimize life's offers open with service-flight
Prayers are answered around sweet communion delight...
Quest to do well keeps on soaring toward perfection's best
Restoration as well as renewal reinforces rejuvenation-zest...
Saviour secures salvation upon His redemption seal
Triumphant eternity ushers us to heaven so gloriously real...
Uplifting power fights for peace against enmity
Virtues vanquish hatred via compassion's verity...
Worthy freedom of functional liberation continues to prevail
X-factor along formidable tests against affliction-wail...
Youthfulness stays vibrant along stewardship all the way
Zeal remains for jubilant sharing of Gospel freely everyday.
*John 8:36 - If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.
List with Abecedarian and Couplet forms
May 14, 2019
edited on June 11, 2025
2nd place, "Dylan Song Tribute" Poetry Writing Contest prompted by Bob Dylan's Chimes of Freedom; sponsored by Oliver Mckeithan; judged on 6/19/2025
Does your imagination run deeper than the ocean floor?
In ecstatic feeling, pirouetting into the sublime
No ultraviolet rays, fly freely through the core
On a herculean task, hands on their creative chime
It governs everything, control it if you can
In ecstatic feeling, pirouetting into the sublime.
It encircles the world, gem endowed to every human
A journey over the horizon, utilize it well
It governs everything, control it if you can
When a canvas is filled with your moods that dwell
Stories glint, flamboyant colors on the air
A journey over the horizon, utilize it well.
Peripheral to all skills, synchronizes bodies in flair
Runs deeper than the ocean floor or higher than those stars
Stories glint, flamboyant colors on the air
When does your imagination work in time?
On a herculean task, hands on their creative chime
A journey over the horizon, utilize it well
When a canvas is filled with your moods that dwell
Free fantasy
For you and for me
Is it utilized well?
Note:
This poem is composed with the inspiration of one of my most favorite quotations: "Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world."
Written: Dec. 28,2012
– Holy Innocents Day
Third Place
Contest: Terzanelle Fantasy with a Questionku Chaser
Judged: 1/11/2013
Sponsor: Poet Richard Lamoureux
First Place
Contest: My Best Poem of the Year 2012
Judged: 3/21/14
Sponsor: Poet Dr. Ram Mehta
It's no mystery
the tools
the engineering
just the understanding
of forces
the way
Robert Frost walks
a neighboring wall *
raising
fell'd stones
to reverse gravity
That's all we do
all the time
reverse gravity
The poem's talk
of commons too
beside the futile labor
It's just math
in
simple terms
a simple truth
that governs
and love
which
lifts no stony hope for sinners
. no neighbor to argue their side
as
night's legions
never bare children
and silence
has no say
Only math
Just math
where
radii might
transit a point
Not love
Just gravity
and
death
YOUR death
Just to die
or die just
My mother died
A law governs
but love
with no measure
no rule confounds
to see
beyond our waking
the proverbial heart
not physiologos
. transectal
. geocromes
. that strike the minus
( a kind of understanding )
but love's
transgenomes unbinding
in
space
. time
form
in
exhalations capitulation
' heart throws
the strike-line
beyond
star's intransigence
stands-in
for an absent moon
and
sketches out
the ashen eye's refrain
where
the rule of
. no command
. commands
. no thing
as
line &
light &
labor
fail
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* Ref: "Mending Wall" by Robert Frost
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E = MC9² FLIGHT CODE
Energy = Mass x Light to the 9th power ²
E = MC9² this the Great Man Knows
Unto The Sun, The Source Code
I the Great King of the Solar Current, Ruler of the Abodes
the one who Governs C9, Vanquishing C2 to the Throne
Nine Light Realms I Traverse
Solar Rexus, the Sovereign of the Metaverse
Oscillating in Bandwidths , Blue and Violet Throned
the Stellar Djed, traversing beyond 3D Light Code
Burn Bright, the Throne Room of the Eternal Mind
Freed We Are when we are, Ever Of Light
E = MC9² Escape Velocity, I'm on the Run
Full Ascent, C2 to C9, I Become The Sun
No mystery here.
I’ll speak the truth,
Whatever that truth may be.
Some say truth is relative.
How can that be the case?
What’s relative is our personal slant
Seen through a particular shade.
Truth stands alone.
It doesn’t change.
"Truth is like a lion.
You don't have to defend it.
Let it loose...
It will defend Itself."
Facts can’t be manipulated.
Beneath all structures
The Matrix stands unmoved.
It can’t be annihilated.
Consciousness governs the essence
Of life and is what keeps it spinning.
Everything else, we hang upon
Its structures and accept in acquiescence.
Not truth, but conjecture,
Projection for personal gain.
The Truth is much more beautiful
Than we could ever imagine.
It smiles at our naiveté
And continues to hold
The universe together.
*Dr. Robert Malone
Copyright Chula Fleming © Sept 30, 2024
April 2 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Samuel 25-27
Key Verse – 1Samuel 25:26 Now therefore, my lord, as the LORD liveth, and as thy soul liveth, seeing the LORD hath withholden thee from coming to shed blood, and from avenging thyself with thine own hand, now let thine enemies, and they that seek evil to my lord, be as Nabal.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO WITHHOLDS US
FROM DOING EVIL
Praise be to God for withholding us from doing evil as He:
Gets us up toward holiness-pursuits
Grants us provisions along prosperity
Greets us with His calmness so peaceful
Gears us for diligence upon paths of progress
Governs us by His defense of powerful protection
1Samuel 26:19 Praise be to the Lord Who secures us
to abide in His inheritance so that we can:
Pursue through His victory while praising along salvation’s testimony
Plead for His valor while praying for strength’s tenacity
Prove His virtues while prevailing from sin’s testing
Pitch upon His vigor while protected by His sanctifying truth
Persevere by His values while provided with His sure triumph
1Samuel 27:5 Praise be to the Saviour Who
welcomes us to dwell in His grace:
Experiencing worship’s delight
Escaping from worldliness’ despair
Expecting wisdom’s discernment
Exemplifying winsome deliverance
Exuding worthiness’ display. Amen!
April 2, 2024
PITCH GOVERNS MELODY AND HARMONY
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BY: ------------------------------------------------
The discomfort of her saying no
crumbled me to the point i would
be dumbfounded not knowing
what to do, maybe that is why
she told me know.
"then to put your needs ahead of
ours and not to mention mine"
she spoke, I listened not
understanding. She began a
movement of showing less affection.
A difference in love language?
I just went elsewhere. A greater good,
my intentions where to do it for us
but her lack of support for such
endeavors often divided us.
Not seeing eye to eye
we often would spend lesser
time together. It popped and as I
thought it became valuable it was as promised
a find!
I told her and she looked at me with a look
that caused me to just leave.
"the skirmish of broken feelings"
started over her possibly not
understanding what I was
saying or tryna do. I often felt used in
our relationship. She liked money I thought
making more would have her pleased
it didn't.
I stopped the complications
and behan to stop talking to her at all about anything
that had promise. She thought that
i was emotionally manipulating her.
I thought she was being mean.
Beauty and brains are an asset.
What the hell was I going thought?
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From:: The GIG by;Theremin Armenian Duduk
word decribe the following..........
'engagement, assignment, performance
, or contract work.'
Nature, in her quiet wisdom, forever mirrors this reality, weaving it into the very fabric of existence. The sturdy oak tree, in a world of ever-shifting acclimate, adheres faithfully to its intrinsic nature; it does not yearn to be a weeping willow, but unfurls its gnarled branches to the sun with unyielding authenticity.
This steadfastness is its silent promise to the forest—providing shade, sustenance, and a home for countless creatures, never betraying its purpose. Just as a river, in beautiful obedience to the call of the sea, must follow its natural course without second-guessing the twists and turns, so too does the authentic self move through the world.
The river carves its path with honesty, and in that sincerity, it gives life to the valley, remaining true to its essential character. It cannot be false to the land around it because it is, above all, true to its own flowing essence.
Observe the moon, which in a celestial dance of trust, waxes and wanes through every phase—full, crescent, new—never hiding its current form or seeking to be anything other than what the moment demands. In its complete acceptance of its own cycle, it reliably governs the tides and lights the night sky for all the world to see.
Thus, the natural world stands as a living testament: When the seed blossoms into the flower it was always meant to be, its unique fragrance is a gift to every passerby. Its self-actualization is its contribution.
To be true to one's own self is not a selfish act. Still, the most profound act of generosity, for in the integrity of one's own being, a harmony is established that resonates outward, like ripples from a single, clear stone dropped into a still pond, touching everything around it with an unwavering, honest grace.