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fairy ring beckoned with fallen oaks the seat
she loosened blond hair for all elves to see
dancing in a circle around one rock deep
toadstools were there numerous with buzzing bees
owl hooted deep, arriving late afternoon
in distance farmhouse empty, sported balloons
spiders and grasshoppers smashed cymbals and drums
vineyard workers sleepily dreamily hummed
fat strawberries blood red on juicy offer
down she descended into a loamy hole
to examine nourishing cocoa coffers
then taste spiced cherry brandy alongside moles
her pink petalled dress became nastily soiled
she lost her wide crimson hat to earthworms coiled
tunnels were decorated with soft chestnuts
ladybugs slowly shopped for investment huts
below she found busy beetles, flora seeds
grey weevils digging into sour rotting leaves
roots of varying colours with buried beads
entangled were elf lovers like naughty thieves
teasingly were filled with the fruity brandy
many were heady drunk they became angry
she judiciously spotted coloured bangles
happily returned to own tree bespangled !
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May 25 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 25-30
Key Verses – Psalm 25:1 -2 Unto thee, O LORD, do I lift up my soul. O
my God, I trust in thee: let me not be ashamed, let not mine enemies triumph over me.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY SOUL-LIFTER
Lord God, You are my soul Lifter… joyously, yet soberly triumphing over me
Thank You for enabling me to become what You want me to be
Jab into my deeds Your truths I need to practice so my faith others can see…
Jack me with Your mercy so rich and free.
Lord God, You are my soul Lifter…
judiciously, yet compassionately pardoning me of my iniquity
Thank You for examining me, proving me of Your sincerity
Jail my vanity inside Your wondrous works’ sovereignty…
Jam me against my dishonesty along Your integrity.
Lord God, You are my soul Lifter…
jubilantly, yet graciously gladdening me of my salvation
Thank You for hiding me Your pavilion’s fortification
Jar my anger away from cruelty’s oppression…
Jell me within Your holiness’ passion.
Lord God, You are my soul Lifter…
joyfully, yet peacefully drawing me to Your heart
Thank You for empowering me along divine nature You did impart
Jeopardize my bad motives so selfish with arrogance-dart…
Jerk me out from wickedness with Your light for revival great start.
Lord God, You are my soul Lifter…
jingly, yet expressively blessing me by Your inheritance
Thank You for upholding me to worship in Your righteousness’ assistance
Jibe my goals according to Your majestic stance…
Joggle me of my pride and break my resistance.
Lord God, You are my soul Lifter…
jovially, yet courageously shaking me from fearfulness
Thank You for cheering me by Your voice of comfort and gentleness
Jounce my sadness with Your caring blissfulness…
Judge me along Your loving kindness with Your healing’s steadfastness.
Lord God, You are my soul Lifter…
jealously, yet protectively bringing me to Your keeping
Thank You for prospering me as on Your paths I keep on stepping
Justify my deeds by Your favour’s grasping…
Juxtapose me alongside Your ministry’s propping.
May 25, 2023
Hallelujah medical coverage reinstated!
Prior to the morning
of August 15th, 2019
this joker riddled and
judiciously hollerith,
punched with anxiety
approximately couple weeks earlier
prophetic notification
courtesy public assistance office
Norristown, Pennsylvania
wrought psyche asunder
worse news than plagued
with most pernicious disease
slack jawed rendered me
speechless, and breathless
jobless since...forever
debilitating social anxiety,
plus disabling panic attacks,
an unprovable conjecture
neurological behavioral malady
possibly evident in utero,
if fetal ultrasounds widespread
or hollow needle inserted
into the uterus
sampling amniotic fluid
luck of the draw
ex post facto
accentuated, kickstarted,
under_scored...
extreme tightly coiled tension
evident when ambulatory
evinced frequent rigidity
regarding physical movement
whereby boyhood self
tumbled down stairs
(this based on
anecdotal information),
yet earliest physiological
recollections bring to mind
never feeling relaxed poise
most always stiff movements
affected bodily actions
only as young adult
after experiencing
prolonged social withdrawal
friendlessness, emotional
detachment among family of origin
crippling bouts of
vertigo, racing heart
profuse perspiration
nausea... ad nauseum
eligibility qualified me
to receive social security disability
a congenital trait, I loathe
now more than ever
yes, blessedly grateful
to receive Medicare,
which status evaluated every year
mainly predicated on
increased finances, a
greater chance,
I get struck by lightning
versus garnering monetary windfall.
Feeling entitled to self-pardoning Grace
Elitist tendencies
within democracy
competitively arise
as cooperative trusting gratitude
fades away
from anti-colonizing
post-traumatic revolutionary space.
Patriarchal problems
seek matriarchal resolutions.
Republic governance structures,
raising up legislative and executive representatives
to judiciously restore healing
where social and economic and environmental wounds
become public cooperative power
to redeem pathologies
by inviting transparently trusted remediations.
Republics must justify control
of too liberally inclusive love,
and have anthro-supremacist issues
deteriorating into bipolar anger
and polycultural fear
of rabidly overpopulated xenophobia
slowly hatching boundary enhancement schemes,
nationalistic entitlement competitions
replacing humane polypathic hope and faith
in international ecological cooperations
for multicultural health-wealth
2020 revolutions
furthering downstream PositivEnergy Democracy.
We are not wrong
to democratically hope
European Union trust
is a more resilient political ecology
and resonant social theology
than pre-millennial wars
and internecine creedal crusades
and building moats
around castle embattled walls
for hoarding up nutritional treasures
against predative invaders
and polyculturing ideas.
Social and
personal and
economic and
ecological and
theological political integrity
invite democratic gratitude
for republic non-violent bilateral communicating leaders,
green legislators speaking and listening,
and deep learning judicious ecotherapeutic executives
facilitating balance between
LeftBrain deductive unity
and RightBrain sacred inductive diversity,
Secular with Sacred Integrity,
in-between universal ego-health resilience
and unitarian eco-wealthy resonance,
Yang breathing in
Yin bleeding gratitude
ego/eco-redemptively out.
Our current political identity
is not exclusively red conservative
or blue liberal atheist/humanist
We are also
pissed off sheep
who have gone astray
of richly green domesticated economies,
instead red enslaved,
blue judiciously penned
incorporated property
belonging to the utmost
OmniPotentating Jehovah
Descending from a long
royalist
blue blood-hierarchy
of Straight White Male
red-blooded religious
and political
and economic privilege.
Our anti-PatriarchalCapitalist anger
is our potential bipartisan win/win
supreme civil citizenship
delivering us from this
Sky Is Falling Kingdom
of win/lose zero-sum
nationalistic segregated purgatory
And, we bring our angry
fearful,
anxious
depressed bicameral values
into all our cisbinary/transbinary political
EitherOr/BothAnd
economic
religious
reconnecting
neuro-sensory co-passionate engagements
For the woke glory
of Earth's Green
SabbathQueen
of polyculturally robust
HeavenLight
inviting eweing/ram
yintegral-yang
Co-binary
co-governing
co-operative
co-invested
co-passionate
ego/ecosystemic win/win
co-enlightened bipartisan empowerment.
Inevitable death may suddenly come
Are you prepared?
Have you told your important passwords to someone?
Are family members aware of your account details, investments?
Is your will ready?
Don't postpone anything for tomorrow
It may never come!
Are you enjoying every moment of existence?
Are you using precious seconds judiciously?
Scriptures state good deeds bestow good life after death
Are you good, loving, dutiful, compassionate?
Have you given death a serious intellectual thought
What happens after it?
Ever thought about eternal life?
What is soul?
Why scriptures talk about it?
We think much about dynamic, transient life
Don't you think death deserves our contemplation
After death, world, relationships, possession all become meaningless
Our thoughts, attachment, worries seem stupid
Prepare for your death
Find more about this inevitable truth of life
A rational approach helps.
Live such that while you are alive
and after you are no longer alive
No one suffers due to you.
Start today
Plan for your death
01.09.2021
For Edward Ibeh, This or That, Vol 6
Topic chosen : last sigh
Jelly bean warships judiciously cheering for the enemy?
The old timers do not understand this unnaturalness.
“It is an inescapable truth today,” Sgt. Mars Bar told them.
“We are all about preserving the rights of everyone else.”
Some tittering twits known as Smarties marched by at that second.
Several poked fun at the old-timers, calling them names like
“Crappy, Tired, Worn-out and Needs Energy.”
“What about our rights?” Captain Seniors asked him.
“What rights?” Sgt. Mars Bar asked. “You are invisible.
I thought you knew that. Didn’t anyone tell you?”
The youth kept screaming mean things to them,
making them realize some people could see them.
“So everyone has rights but us,” Major Oldster said slowly.
Sgt. Mars Bar nodded.
“Because we are invisible?”
“Exactly!” This was the last military exercise most of them attended.
To the lust of wine, he has been judiciously celibate
exactly the mark of four decades is a reason to go gaga
taking the road of this pleasure, even if it is once in a lifetime
he sees five percent on a bottle so attractive but it’s actually twenty five
walloping in the mood he asks for number two but it’s already four
on his way to heaven he thinks but under the street light he walks
on his doorstep he sees an energetic Miss Minaj
not at all knowing it is tired, sweaty grandma
takes the nearby perfume for an unusual spray
loh and behold it is an insecticide
searches with the slider, for frequency on the stereo
Lord, it’s the gas turner he operates
sounds of no signal he converts from the aggressive fleeing gas
impossibility embraces his mind
from the observation of his non-living room
is that the cat on a miniskirt? Or his wife oiled around her body with ketchup?
he speaks of tasting a dog’s breast milk
and inscribing a permanent tattoo on his tongue
right in his front, Rihanna twerks
he grabs with all pleasure but with arms around the TV
on his way back to the kitchen with a cigarette
party screams he hears but are disturbing panics
just half a minute ago, smelly diffusion hints on a fishy joke
lights the match stick in a room full of gas
or consciousness to come back with nothing to remember
lies in the midst of standing angels
as the nurses care with so much anxiety and pity
wrapped all round by white sheets of healing
he blames others for not undoing his carelessness.
So delicate she is... her skin as soft as a silkworm
That nose so small... that of a tiny two-hole button
The hair- she wears, is as fine as a spider's web
Her vocabulary is but one word..."Ba-ba" - bottle
... What I hear is- "Da-da!
Those ten little Indian toes smell wonderfully babyish
Even after she went to the market!
With a careful touch I hold her gracefully in my arms
and I watch her stunning emeraldlike eyes slowly close
Then, as quietly and as delicately as I possibly can,
I raise her to my lips, and I plant a kiss lightly on her chubby cheeks
I then, judiciously, with a gentle hand...
rest her perfectly shaped head upon her mushy down pillow
In a soothing voice I sing to her... "You Are My Sunshine"
Within seconds- just like that, she falls asleep
She wears a wee genuine pretty smile...
And then magically, in her sleep
I hear her in her meek little voice
She speaks- And what I hear again are those...
marvelous, glorious, magnificent two-syllable words,
"Da-da"
As the devil roams the earth, sometimes
believing church folk depend on other
Christians for support during occasions of
doubt and despair. I find myself
errantly choosing the wrong paths
forgetting that I have professed
God as the One on whom I depend.
He is my faithful Redeemer who
intercedes with mercy’s kindness, yet
judiciously knowing I need a Father's
kindling fire for my disobedient heart with
love, forgiveness and discipline.
My earthly friends would condone my
narcissism and stubborn conceit which
occludes the very Paraclete within me;
penitence is what I really need.
Quashing the ploys of the evil one,
repentant souls refresh their
spirits. Spurning Satan’s subversion
teaches us dependence upon God's remedy for
unfaithfulness, the loose rocks on our route.
Vital to our strength is a well-meaning,
wise Friend’s honesty. God’s Spirit is that
xenolith who supports each believer,
yokes Christians yearning to bring
zealots back into relationship with their Redeemer.
First words of each line can also be read as a "abc" type poem:
As believing Christians doubt
errantly forgetting God,
He intercedes judiciously kindling love.
My narcissism occludes penitence.
Quashing repentant spirits teaches unfaithfulness.
Vital, wise xenolith yokes zealots.
February 10, 2020
Caren Krutsinger's ABCEDARIAN contest