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THE CONDITION WE LIVING IN:Part 1:
The condition we living in,
Kindly ponder over it…?
Hello, Isn`t it intriguing to see the nation loss of hope?
The powers of oneness is no more in existence,
The spirit of patriotism is cast under sections of canalizations,
And everyone seems to put on bright eyes enforced by a grin on a face?
In fact, that’s just a mirage of uncertainties.
The individual heart is yoked with disappointments and depression.
It seems the nation have given up on her benchmark,
Only to pursue paganism as a solution.
Truth is lost in the mouth of our ignorant leaders.
Yet, they come to spit words of promises to propagate relief.
The nation is now reconstructed with deceptions, favoritism and jeopardy.
This is causing millions to be poverty-stricken,
And also plaguing livelihoods with extreme maleficence.
Indeed, this is the condition we living in.
Shadows
I walked into a dark shadow of foreboding with fear surrounding me.
I saw people depressed, despondent and stuck because fear absorbed them.
The loss of hope is everywhere in this shadow, cries, sobbing and despair, I feel and hear them.
It starts to squeeze my joyful life, and I realized it.
Then my white Aura starts to glow brilliantly, they turn to me of those who are alive and wonder.
What is this fantastic intrusion of warm and hope?
Who is this person that I must see?
I walk on beckoning for them to come with me.
Those that are not paralyzed with fear start to follow me to the brilliant light at the end of this shadow.
Then the dark workers of the Dominion start to attack the followers to turn back, or harm will come to them.
Some do, but then my warm smile encourages the rest to press on.
The intensity of the Dominion attacks increases, and they fail.
They are seeing that the rest is following me were not affected, and the followers start shedding their fear.
Their satanic symbols and spells have no effect since now my white Aura protects them.
Now the paralyzed ones saw what’s happening to the followers and the paralyzes dissipate.
The new followers are now shedding their fears.
We are now entering this brilliant white light of peace, joy and Love. The followers form a circle with me, and we start the ascension connection with each other, and it’s beautiful.
We all hear and feel who is with us and knowing that the Dominion of shadows cannot prevail.
Suddenly the ascension connection increases the brilliant white light.
It became so bright that all shadows are destroyed along with the dominion workers.
It is now can be said that THIS IS THE GREAT AWAKENING!
Who am I?
Living on Main Street
life keeps on flowing,
Monday mornings
trucks pound the pavement
shaking awake the apartments and homes
regardless of the hour, ever on the ride
moving, trucking along.
Here, you can see the world go by
at its best, at its worst,
Sleepers on the street wake
pushed along by ignoring crowds
rushing, hurrying to and from
home to work
work to home.
Where do they come from
where was their place in life before this?
Parked cars give up their time
metering's expire
they move on
just a little down the line
or just across to the other side.
So many now
make this their home,
Wanderers, wanderings, survival
from the havens that once were
to this point
a journey taken up
by necessity, loss of hope, help for the body and the soul.
This is Main Street living
on the threshold of future pasts.
Loneliness Won’t Ever Leave Us Alone
Loneliness strikes at the very heart of what compels us
as human beings as we seek love and hope in this life.
The magic majesty of life is, at once, all-encompassing,
yet overwhelming, at times, in the world of humankind.
Loneliness may signal a loss of love and a loss of hope
that all is not what it should or it could be in one’s life.
Over time, the spirit of loneliness that may haunt each of
us in our lifetime can devolve into anger and disillusion.
Loneliness, at times, cries out loudly in the depths of our
human soul, and coping with it may be too much to endure.
Where there is love and joy, there can still be a degree of
loneliness that bespeaks a sadness and despair deep inside.
In the true essence of one’s life, this utter spirit of loneliness
is the ugly companion that all of us confront as human beings.
Loneliness lurks in the shadows of our minds and lies ever ready
to strike in moments of anger, despair, sadness, and forlorn hope.
A feeling of deep sadness and despair may never say why all the
tenderness and love that our souls possess will survive as we cry.
A river of tears will help us as we search for that special love in
this life whilst we know that loneliness won’t ever leave us alone.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved – May 2, 2021
(Couplet)
Your whole world has plunged into darkness
Your life has become a sorry mess
You feel hemmed in by that wall of stones
While the damp of despair swamps your bones
Rats prowl in the corners of your mind
Never and nowhere peace can you find
All outside walk, joyful in their sun
Blind to the mental pain you are on
In your maze you're totally confined
Each regret heavily underlined
Sardonic Death crooking his finger
Beckons you no longer to linger
He offers gas, drugs, drowning or rope
Markers of that final loss of hope
His door swings open. At his invite
Will you walk through into blissful night?
I am the Martyr you shall not want
I lay me down across waters
You will not cross
I wander mountainsides alone
To bring their grandeur
To your door
And run through gauntlets unafraid
Your cross to bear
I climb the steps of lofty peaks
Through storm and strife and dark of night
And rage the sky in grave distress, for you –
For you, my noble quest, I bear witness
To the blade and knife
To the callous force of Nature’s might
And in despair cry out your name
Though it radiates in muted tones
The crimson luster of its flame
Yea, though I walk through hidden valleys
In the shadow of the midday sun
And move in darkness, as it were
In honor of my sacred word
And wander in the wilderness
These long and restless years
Seeking a deliverance
I seem not to deserve
I yet am bound, in act and deed
By oath of blood and oath of right
Wrested from the Moon
One long and anguished night
Unto my lone and solitary quest
‘Less by loss of hope, of heart, of fight
I lose of you, my love, my life –
I've walked up and down these city streets
Left my prints along the beach
Searching for that which I need
But seldom is it within reach
Every nook and cranny in my home
Climbed high the mountain top alone
Never sure of where it's gone
The illusive poem
Day and night I will not rest
This poem to find I've made my quest
I've laid it out at my behest
There's nothing needed more than this
I've called up everyone I know
Rang the Vatican in Rome
I will not stop my on the go
Until I find this poem
I've trudged the jungles of the South
More places than I dare to count
And still have yet to figure out
How all this came about
I'll keep on with my keeping on
Never bowing to the loss of hope
Because deep inside one day I know
I will find this poem
I've looked up among the blinking stars
Telescoped Venus and Mars
Held up signs to passing cars
But failed to look deep in the heart
You'd have thought I would have known
The one place I failed to go
That's where it was all along
The illusive poem
O Lord our God, grant us grace to desire you with a whole heart, that so desiring you, we may seek you and find you; and finding you, may love you; and loving you, may hate those sins from which you have redeemed us, for Jesus Christ's sake. ~ Anselm
Come to me in the silence of the night
As stars glitter across a shadowy sky
Breathe whispers of hope into my soul
With rhythms of heartbeats throbbing
Hues of laughter in colorful collections
Of gentle truth, erasing fear and worry
Praising the Creator of all this beauty
Surrounding us with brilliant spontaneity
Love that beams across the meadows
In lavender sighs, shining music into eyes
Who know the warmth found in a life
That has learned to thrive and survive
Even the worst loss of hope and faith
Leaning on the power of amazing grace
That flows through veins of compassion
Enlightening, enchanting, enticing joy
To pray for the dance that will attract
Feelings rich and penetrating, alive
With passion that lights a flame
Energizing the spirit with flickering
Smiles that radiate through life
Warming hearts and welcoming thoughts
Of bright enthusiasm and cheerfulness
Hope that fills the morning with sunshine
And the evening with dewdrop dreams
Like little touches of heaven sent down
To remind us all that God sends to us
Love that is fully alive and electrifying
Igniting a fire, rousing desire, inspiring
The heart and soul to awaken joy
Who will paint life with glitter and wonder
Awesome, exhilarating, exciting thoughts
Brought into a mind who is wise beyond words
Because it knows the meaning of life
Is more than ideas, thoughts or words
The true meaning of this life we spend on earth
Is in representing the One who died for us
That we might live life in the way
It was meant for us to live it!
Praise God for His gift of this Son
The One who left us with a hope to lean on
When dark days bring dread of what is
And worries of what is to be…… in eternity
Thank God for His peace that lingers on
Through worry, dread and even death!
"Despair is generally defined as a loss of hope. In existentialism, it is more specifically a loss of hope in reaction to a breakdown in one or more of the defining qualities of one's self or identity." Søren Kierkegaard
St. Kilda is a World Heritage Site.
Birds persevere;
rock houses
empty
now.
Last
count topped
one million
resident birds.
Sheer numbers endanger other species.
Humans have not lived on St. Kilda for
nine long decades.
mind-boggling
man's choice -
move
Man
fought the
elements
two thousand years.
Wind, water, weather and wildlife won out.
April 27, 2023
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The remaining 36 residents chose finally to leave
an environment which had become unsustainable. Imagine
their despair in leaving - displaced, adjusting to a new existence.
Craziest Time under the sun
A heart melting for lost love
Dreams losing their passion
Promises broken to pieces
Inspiration without enthusiasm
~
Craziest time under the sun
Vivid hues of discouragement
Breaking into the mind who sees
Visions of painful memories
Loss of hope and freedom to believe
~
Craziest time under the sun
Horrid feelings of dread and gloom
Leading even the moon to disillusionment
Reaching the seas with feared reveries
Doubt consuming the mind’s assurances
~
Craziest time under the sun
Melancholy colored with black fright
Feelings of despair creating darkness
Even among the flowers and song
Where music and dance grew so strong
~
Craziest time under the sun
Ached to be filled with renewed warmth
Fed only the spirit of despondency
And created painful feelings of misery
Where in the world is the love?
~
Craziest time under the sun
Reached through the murky clouds
Gray thoughts filing their hearts
With judgements and bitter loss
Only God knows what is going on
~
Craziest time under the sun
Comes with a mask that is worn
To venture to the store or work
Where others might carry a germ
From a virus that has changed the whole world!
~
God help us to live on through this time
The Craziest time under the sun!
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August 11, 2020