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TRAUMA BAY
Of true evil, I’d had barely a peek
But this day would be an education
A full immersion in the fetid reek
The foul depths of his soul’s violation.
Indescribable draining sensation,
It leveled its shoulder, knocked out my wind
Stop spinning room, dig deep, began again.
Although miles away we were from the crime
We felt the direct impact on our hearts
His trigger pulls pierced many souls each time,
Bodies punctured, shrouded, lives torn in parts.
Shock waves broke spirits, families apart.
It was his ghoulish realm made manifest,
Backwards kingdom of delusion, unrest.
CHAOS
United by our common urgency
The fair-skinned devil in our own backyard
Morphed into citywide emergency
A distress call radiated outward
The nation slowly turned its eyes southward
Our easiest, natural reaction
Find the inner sword, and gird for action
JANE 1
A loving deed, rare and touching to all
Warm, kindly neighbor from across the street
Taking her friend, the senator to call
Sweetness like yours, I would cherish to meet
Just not with your blood pouring on my feet.
Half whisper, half gasp, you told me your name
“Ma'am, we’ll take good care of you.” Heart aflame.
JANE 2
A still form on the gurney, lying there
Soul dangling on the thinnest thread of life
Crusted crimson stain in her ruffled hair
The same height, same build, same age as my wife
Eviscerate me, invisible knife
CAT scan on the screen revealed the damage
Twisted anatomy, bullet ravaged
HEROISM
Between heroism and everyday strides
A simple matter that we were prepared
The gulf, in reality, not so wide
The tools and skills we wielded, not so rare,
A thousand heroes happened to be there.
Yet together we formed a solid wall
Resolute warriors answered the call
But of heroism, one thing we did learn
Between appearance and reality
The public laurels that a few did earn
Oft unaligned with actuality
How image misconstrues causality
Media promulgated story lines
Have so many false agendas behind
The convenient plot lines of journalists
Tales of what has supposedly been
So little to do with real turns and twists
Tangential resemblance to the blue screen
The actual truth of all I have seen
Yet all the falsehood cannot steal the pride
The fated day's true heroes hold inside
4/5/16
My healthy right mind
is not one likely to retain left brain
disparate details
more than elastic and interconnected trends.
So it has been with U.S. religious history recall.
I live immersed in impressions of indigenous communities
without investment in distinguishing
relationships within ecological nature
from communications between theological spirits;
without language capable of recognizing difference
between left brain either/or outside transcendent divides
and right mind both/and inside immanent imminent dialogue.
I remember early religious cultures
were also natural tribal communities
of profound communication resonance.
I seem to remember prophets for change,
for renewed faith communities,
were those whose personal immersion experiences
within nature/spirit
ecological theologies
were marginalized,
considered heterodox
and/or not colonizingly competitive enough
to safeguard patriarchal fertility
regenerativity
sacred communion
of Earth's interdependent health/wealth web
inherited from faithful progenitors
and projected to continue only without multicultural change
by uniformly utilitarian future robotic generations.
While U.S. religious history
is dominated by exodus trends,
advocates of old time religious revival
often break off from frozen icebergs
claiming it is no more possible for Earth's sinful nature to change
than it is for a transcendent god of punishing jealousy
to change His ever-loving mind about evil nature, fallen
down and up
in and out against good healthy HolySpirit.
Yet this Great Transitional divide,
when we consider global religious history
back to indigenous nature/spirit immersion experience
of multiculturing EarthTribes,
appears like a Great Fall
after, and maybe not before,
this human species became supremely self-anointed prophets
of self-inflicted divine realms
inspiring more of a Great Rapture
co-arising communal healthy wealth
back when prophets
and sages,
seers and witches
were being devoured by dinosaurs,
decimated by protracted frozen winters,
unseasoned steamy swamps
of nature/spirit immersion
in marginalization experiences.
Could it be
that ecological empowering relationship,
or lack thereof,
predicts theological communication,
compassion,
and lack thereof?
The name Jesus is so powerful.There is no name above His Name.
Whatever you ask in Jesus name is given. John 14: 11-14
Salvation in Christ. Acts 4: 12; Gal.3: 27
Prayers and petitions through Him. Col.3: 17
We have access to the Father through Him. Eph.2: 18
Gentiles drew near by blood of Christ. Eph.2: 12
Father was in Him. John 14: 10
CONFESS YOUR FAITH IN JESUS. Ro 10: 9-10, Ac 8: 37
REPENT OF YOUR SINS. Lk 24: 46-47, Ac 2: 37-38; 3: 19
The Spirit indwells the Christ.1 Co 6: 19; Ro 8: 9-11
THE GIFT OF ETERNAL LIFE. Jn 10: 10
THE REMISSION OF SINS. Ac 2: 38, Ac 3: 19; 22: 16
Repentance and forgiveness of sins will be preached in his name. Luke 24: 47
to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God. John 1: 12
Life in his name. John 20: 31
In him receives forgiveness of sins through his name. Acts 10: 43
Through him and for his name's sake, we received grace and apostleship to call people from among all the Gentiles to the obedience that comes from faith. Romans 1: 5
Sins have been forgiven on account of his name.1 John 2: 12
His name is the Word of God. Revelation 19: 13
In his name the nations will put their hope. Matthew 12: 21
Glory of GOD in the FACE OF JESUS CHRIST.' II Corinthians 4: 6
CHRIST, who is the IMAGE OF GOD II Corinthians 4: 4
Power and authority to overcome all the devils and to cure diseases. Luke 9: 1
Sickness and Diseases is Healed in the Name of Jesus. Luke 7: 1-10
Love and Friendship of God. John 14: 21, John 15: 1-17
Peace and rest. John 14: 27, Matthew 11: 28-30
God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus. Phillipians 4: 19
There is Salvation in Him: ... Ac 4: 12; 10: 43
There is Immersion (Baptism) in Him ... Mt 28: 19; Acts 2: 38
Miracles performed in His Name: ... Ac 3: 6; 4: 10; 19: 13
Prayer: ... Joh 14: 13; 16: 23,24,26; Eph 5: 20; Col 3: 17; Heb 13: 15
His teaching: ... Mt 7: 28,29; Lu 4: 32
Giving spiritual life: ... Joh 5: 21,25,26
Raising the dead: ... Joh 5: 28,29
Overcoming the world: ... Joh 16: 33
Overcoming Satan: ... Col 2: 15; Heb 2: 14
Hello bosom friend
I hope you get this piece quick
oh! my bad,how do you fair?
pleasantries almost skipped my reasoning
I was told of your matrimony
From you, the seed that emanated
when you behold this thoughtful missive
and you have the whole narrative in your grip
you will unearth my heart's unfoldings
of grave grievance, no one can appease
succinctly grasp the volume of this rage
I say, read carefully through the lines
even if you have to squint through that veil
if i am to choose
between your present and past
I would say, let your past prevail
For then, I knew the essence of your smile
You weren't by hypocritical law, constrained
That face speaks of solace even ibn grimace
oh! that face speaks volume
Needless to say,you are elegant in fitted fabrics
Lost under your tutelage
You brought life to every boring cause
Your angelic beau, replicates purity of-course
You were our sunshine
Before the Arabian cowries bought you over
He came from a foreign land
And bestowed on you, a diadem
I learnt you were betrothed to an assumed cleric
The telltale notion of ardent Islamist
Raised anxiety for future occurrences
I envisaged you in this state
But won't your devotion debate
Now my memory of you is impaired
by your sudden immersion
I feel as though it's been crushed by a saw
That even while you are in front of me
I see you no more
Oh! how impelling a tenet
Evil I say
God forbid that this is of God
No!
It's a spell
From the stench of hell
That one's existence be hidden for a lifetime
To conceive a man's satisfaction
my friend
In this transition,
Did you and your aspirations converse?
How much of a communicator would you be now
Under that veil
You relegated your dreams to derelicts
Making a living in the street corners
while you remain a descendant of vague relic
A full grown lady, covered in babygro
In those chains,inform of soft clothings
Do you find comfort or otherwise
Ode to a gracious lass i used to know
Now aloof she stands with no Identity
Please when your seed shall grow
Let her have no taste of your captivity.
Transition
between spring and summer, Santa Monica and Laguna Beach
despair to laughter, classroom to Zoom
Pagan festival brings renewal cinema:
In honor of May Day
Climbing 2200 feet
Encircled by a bed of yellow wild flowers
Special bonfires kindled
Yellow May flowers summon an eject on Big Bend trail
Screaming flames
off-beat-dancing inside shoulder joint
Roaring numb sinking deep
Beneath the puncture wound
Rainbow bruises cook up
one sexy hip
bloody lemonade rocking the carry-on bag
Bathe in wizard of Opium and Tylenol
Restless nights sneaking up without Full Moon’s warning
First time, may not
be the last – your suffering called forth
my morning dews
A time
to pray: May Tim and Paula watch over their beloved son
Safe and sound
Pagan festival brings
return of passion and vitality, self-healing and silent harmony:
Waves of euphoria without safety net ^ exponentially
Detach why > how > what > where > when
Immeasurable bliss
Aura of delirious tenderness – yet fruitful
Inherent presence – raw and unprotected
Unspoken immersion in realm of whole heartedness
Take nothing
for granted – from a simple bike ride to shampooing hair in kitchen sink
to
wrestle with arm sling
There are no mistakes in this Universe
Take nothing
for granted – from chopping garlic cloves to a divine prayer
to
welcome home kisses
There are no mistakes in this Universe
Take nothing
for granted – from mending torn muscles to sew up a broken heart
to
sponge a wrecked body of Fluffy Bunny
There are no mistakes in this Universe
Take nothing
for granted – from birds chanting and porched eggs in the morning
to
wake up ’sleepyhead’
There are no mistakes in this Universe
Embarking upon this most sacred timeless unification
Pagan festival brings the new norm:
Valley’s of sleep that hold on to virtue through the years,
Distant from the arms of cities where vice and lust rule governments,
Where social values preach chastity to innocent hearts,
Where the earths depressions shelter Mr. and Mrs. Purity,
A v-shaped river valley of the virgins who roam there,
With rivers streaming from cities to valley’s that bleed desire,
Trapped they are by steep gradients with steep walls and narrow bottoms,
The cherubim keep shame societies there like puppets until the cherries blossom
and ripen,
Valley’s of cherries tucked away by pseudo morality, un-pollinated and stamen
locked up like relics,
Botanical gardens of exotic fruits and sacred flowers,
Kept there by valleys of locked up atriums where keys are closely watched by
bishops,
Vestal virgins with holy books as bosoms and nothing else,
In river valleys where streams of life’s juices are currents that flow in all directions,
Where church robes run from river baptismal’s of full immersion,
A sexual awaking blocked by dams that reach the heavens,
celestial ornaments of purity hung on swinging trees like botanical gardens to be
picked,
with winds that push and push until they are broken from branches falling below to
rivers that carry them away from brother and sister virtue,
sexual appetites subdued by chastity belt covered mouths that kill truth searching,
Sexual liberation, and the separation of the spirit hold separate experiences like the
sun and the moon,
finding the secrets that make the soul the soul requires a boat to carry souls
through rites of passage,
Horns are blown in glacial valleys to shake melting ice that flows leaving sediments
of intimacy behind to germinate in spring,
Human nature is the flower pollinated by romanticizsim that breaks away from
stems of adolescence and dogmatic aged tree branches,
Floating away in winds and water’s to cities where guilt is thrown off bridges,
rocks tied to feet where it sits at river bottoms like the Ganges,
only to resurface at the end of life’s death with purity and wisdom.
Amazing acrobats astound awe-stricken audiences. Amy always asks about acts already arranged.
Bouncing bears balance beach balls. Bobby Bear bicycled behind Betsy Bear.
Crazy clowns crash carelessly. Carousels circle clockwise.
Daring demonstrations dazzle dazed dreamers. Dopey donkeys dance diligently.
Elegant elephants elate everyone, eating everything enjoyable. Eight elephants execute exciting entertainment.
Forty-five feisty flamethrowers fiercely fight fires.
Great Gambino gulps gigantic gems gingerly, giving gasping gazers giggles. Genuine gigantic gorillas gaze goofily.
Hefty horses heave hefty hounds, howling harmoniously. Heavyweights hurl hug hippos. “Hasn’t hurt him,” Hugo Heavy huffed.
Iris indicated it’s impolite if I’m interested in inquiring into immersion into icing.
Joshua juggled joyfully. Jeremiah just jumped jackasses.
Kissing kangaroos kiss kids kindly. Karate kicking kids keep kicking.
Lions lounge lavishly leaving lookers laughing loudly. Lollipop licking llamas licked Lional Lion lovingly.
Many men make mountainous merriment. Mules march, munching Mayberries.
Nineteen nutty nags named Nancy nudge naysayers near nets.
Orange orangutans obey old-timers, opening obese objects.
Portly Peter Penguin parades past pretty Penny Penguin. Penny paused, politely preening. People purchase peanuts.
Quilting-bee queens quickly quiet quails. Quarantined quibbling quackers quickly quiet.
Rabbits run rampant. Robert requests refreshments.
Silly seals steamroll stalled stallions, snorting soundly. Six stallions stomp successively, surrounding such silly seal.
Tumblers take to the trapeze. Three tall tents tower, taller than two tightropes, two trapezes, three tumblers.
Ursula untied ugly umbrellas.
Vexed Venetians volleyed violently.
Wondrous wide-eyed watchers wooed weighted-down wagons.
X-rays x-hausted Xena
Youngsters yelled, yanks yelped.
Zany Zelda’s zebras zigzagged.
In matters of importance & civility,
Guard your hearts out of respect with & humility
There is arise in a delicate strength in numbers & so it may seem
Security,
Workplace violence is also determined by levels of deterance;
For the heart is deceitful above all else so who can know it,
One must become attentive toward all forms of posted protocol initiatives
To profile who fits the person in question fits a certain criteria
Security
A brief moment in silence toward any harmless brevity
One must look intently into everyone in our society;
Mark the man who would be willing in which to explore
Justifiaction as an easy ploy?
Security
What would life be like without its protection?
A quest for reason amidst desire;
Let us take a deeper look into this equation
We must strive to learn each day
With matters of detering & detecting our nations borders
In retrospect, with the service that should be implemented;
Each facility must be fully trained in equipping their workers
To become the best one must learn to achieve with quality excellence
In matters of strict enforcement it is of extreme importance
To form an essential delegation & communication
One must never sit still nor lightly negate their responsibility
Those foundational fundamentals that far too
It is important to remember that plans must be implemented to become effective
Security should move to accomadate all party's that are involved
Never to relent nor give into any false compromise system nor structure of thought
Workplace violence prevention should be resolved with the utmost respect & dignity
Throughout the vast expanse in time,
Commuication has been the essential fore runner toward this success...
One must virtual deter & report matters of security;
Since the days previously to the onset of the tragedy that had occured with the events
of 911;
Immersion in a culture that promotes constant development should be the chief aim.
#YO! MY SOUL ACHES IN LONGING FOR MORE INSTRUMENTATION THAT MASSAGES, SOOTHES AND BRINGS A SPECIAL SOLACE THAT I NEED...
THIS IS WHAT "ADRIAN'S THEME" BRINGS TO ME!
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND IMAGINE, DIVING INTO A WARM SEA ENCOUNTERING IMAGES OF VIVID COLORED CORAL AND ROCK...
PLUM/ORANGE/TURQUOISE & BLACKBERRY. AS WELL, A NEWLY DISCOVERED HUE POPS OUT IN THIS TERRITORY, OH SUCH ENVELOPING GLORY! AWAKENINGS YOU'VE NEVER KNEW EXISTED IN THIS STORY...
YOU SEE SEALIFE YOU'VE NEVER SEEN BEFORE, BUT WAIT! THERE'S MORE! ! !
IN THIS IMAGINATION, YOU'RE ABLE TO BREATHE, SLOWLY EXPLORE, TO TRULY LET YOURSELF GO! IN THE MIDST, YOU HEAR YOUR FAVORITE INSTRUMENTATION...
THIS ARRANGEMENT BRINGS YOU AN OUT OF BODY SENSATION, AND ITS A
B L I S S YOU'D NEVER THOUGHT POSSIBLE! ! !
THE CHORDS AND NOTES TAKES YOU ON A JOURNEY "JUST FOR YOU" AND THIS IMMERSION OF SOUND AND SOLACE IS SO STUPENDOUS...THAT YOU NEVER WANT IT TO END. IT FEELS SO PHENOMENAL AND YOUR ELATION IS LATER REPORTED AS JUST TREMENDOUS! "HOW WONDROUS!!!"
ANYTIME AN INSTRUMENTAL GIFT, WHERE WORDS ARE SILENCED BUT OUR SPIRIT IS SPEAKING OUT, CRYING OUT...
FEED ME! LEAD ME! PROCEED WITH ME!
NOTHING ELSE CAN QUENCH MY THIRST THE WAY YOU MUSICALLY HAVE HYDRATED MY DRIEST, DEEPEST, DEPTHS OF ME!
NOTHING CAN COMPARE TO THEE, IT'S A SATURATION OF SUPERB IMMENSITY!
IT'S REACHED SPIRITUAL LISTENING...
AND THIS IS MY TRIBUTE TO A DEEP DIVE, UNKNOWN PARTS OF ME CAME ALIVE...
"ADRIAN'S THEME" PLEASE TAKE A LISTEN, IT'S SUPREME! I UNDERSTAND MUSIC IS SUBJECTIVE...
HOWEVER,
WHATEVER YOUR SONG OF CHOICE, WITH OR WITHOUT VOICE...
LET ME KNOW, WHAT IS Y O U R SPIRITUAL LISTENING AND ANSWERING* ELECTIVE?
YO! "I'D REALLY APPRECIATE TO KNOW!"
MEANWHILE, I'M GOING BACK DEEP DIVING, EACH TIME IS A NEW EXPERIENCE AND TAKEAWAY, NOTHING CAN MATCH SUCH A PERSONAL V I B I N G...
IT'S AN UNFORGETTABLE DESCRIBING!
INDEED.
Renee D Gross {GHPPR} October 19, 2023#
I asked the Christian evangelical
proudly wearing his Make America Great Again
red golfing cap:
What day to day spiritual experience
of grace
health
humane relationships
rich in joy
well-being
regenerativity
integrity
would you lose
if God the Father of omnipotent Love
Turns out to also be
Earth,
the Mother of Holy
Holonic
Holistic GreenPeace Spirit?
As Eden on restored Earth
predicted
and iconic redemption experienced
by Jesus of Nazareth's fertile
multicultural Kingdom already at hand
during and after baptism
by immersion
in a sluggish,
yet still flowing,
still nurturing,
still communing Jordan River
of active hope
in faith
for omnipotent energetic love.
I'm still waiting for his answer
about what he would thereby lose.
Although I suspect it might have something to do with loss
of egocentric confidence
in StraightWhiteMale
LeftBrain-dominant
privileged miseducation
segregation
individualized competitions
for earning salvation
From fear of ego's mortal eternal suffering,
where fear of lonely timeless Hell
of painful neuropsychological isolation
outdistances communion
for eternal multicultural inclusion,
regenerative social and cultural health potential
already at hand,
Cooperative,
democratic
eco-political
restoring justice to green peace climates
of nonviolence
for WholeEarth global interfaith cultures,
Including secular/sacred
dialogical
dipolar
depolarizing integrity.
When I asked him
what he might gain
from Earth EcoFeminist Gaian principles
of synergetic health compassion,
he was equally silent
But, I saw a glimmer
turn to gleam
restoring internal sense of saint and sinner solidarity
with eternal longings to return
to ecosystemic opulence
To eco-politically reweave,
to globally restore,
to resume,
to make Earth's healthiest nutritional wealth
great nonviolent communication
and ecology
and theology
again.