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Within Slumber Time
Once again awake at night
Peaceful sleep, out of sight
Monkey mind, such a fight
Faded memoirs lost in flight
Queries race within my mind
Seeking answers hard to find
Feelings and thoughts combined
Fantasy and reality intertwined
Fearing scenarios not yet to be
A certain future you cannot see
Or from a past you cannot flee
Certain words you don’t agree
Lost time, as daylight softly dies
All the queries in all that implies
Worrying seemingly multiplies
As your anxiety amplifies
Questioning a reason nor rhyme
Of fond memories lost in time
A feeling of euphoria so sublime
All succumb within slumber time
The Cemetery of Myths as Inverted Paradise
in the cemetery of myths where the dead dance alive on graves,
dictatorial faces smile with their teeth of freedom,
the blind sun illuminates the darkness with its radiant blindness,
the tails knot themselves in straight spirals that climb down always.
the lethargic devils tame fury with their gentle heavy violence,
to women pretzels adorn their necks with chains of warm air,
it sweetens the pickle with the acidity of bitter sweet sugar,
to your gang mouth it sings silence with clear silent howls.
the mature university kiss studies primitive instinct with science,
the evening of barbaric pleasure civilizes wildness with crude education,
the ancestors of fate predict the past of the future that will not have been,
friends like slaughtered lambs hunt wolves with their bloody gentleness.
the parrots witnesses of color from the sun speak phosphorescent blackwhites,
the pollution of the heart purifies the air with its transparent toxic smoke,
the bread of square teeth chews hunger with its empty satiety,
your itch becomes my bed of nails on which I sleep deeply.
it is a playful modest plowing field sowing chaos in ordered rows,
your unique meaning multiplies in its dense collective loneliness,
myths die being reborn in the cemetery of their eternal dead life,
the dictatorships of freedom chain us in our prisoner emancipation!
FEATHERLESS ANGELS
The images were created by evocative art
Angels with feathered wings, all in white
Some with swords at Eden Garden’s gate
But their main duty was to communicate
Some had fallen, at least in God’s sight
But with evil direction, played their part
If one good angel were now to appear
Unlikely to be feathered, or have wings
I am sure that one would be able to tell
A message to share and all fears to quell
Maybe it is hope that the future brings
But an angelic smile, when the end is near
In an angry world, some people are good
By others, deemed to be angels in disguise
No feathers nor wings, at least to be seen
But such a presence as there’s ever been
And from their lips, a blessing multiplies
Spreading more love, if they just could
There's a cloned avatar of the mystical moon
for dreamers in search of a beaming wave
amidst alienated alliterations,
waltzing in zig-zag within my cyborg mind.
I still find neon lights,
that teleport rhyme-less runes
to a realm of subtracted sorrow,
concluding splitting seconds
within divided despair.
Yet, when midnight melancholy multiplies,
murky minutes turn into jumbled jargon.
And Venus emanates clusters of sparkling rays,
flipping letters into endless equations
with amethyst auroras.
So tonight, I'll dance like a flying saucer~
to the magnetic tunes of swirling sapphires,
cosmically cruising above the cyber
canvas of accelerated dreams.
February 27 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Deuteronomy 1-2
Key Verse – Deuteronomy 1:10 The LORD your God hath multiplied you, and, behold, ye are this day as the stars of heaven for multitude.
FAITH IN GOD WHO MULTIPLIES OUR BLESSINGS
God multiplies our blessings along His victory
With our faith established for His glory
Making us courageous against worry
To advance His kingdom-territory.
God multiplies our blessings along His truth’s voice
With our faith exhorted for Scriptural poise
Making us steadfast against worldliness-noise
To cleave to His grace with our wise choice.
God multiplies our blessings along His leading
With our faith strengthened through Bible reading
Making us study, while meditating midst prayer-pleading
To grow spiritually, nourished by His feeding.
God multiplies our blessings along His covenant
With our faith fortified by miracles He does grant
Making us satisfied as He meets our need and want
To stay thankful, but not remain stagnant or dormant.
God multiplies our blessings along His promises
With our faith fixed to Him as our understanding He raises
Making us assured against unbelief that oppresses
To share His grace with peace and mercy-forces.
God multiplies our blessings along His provision
With our faith driven toward His great commission
Making us zealous against failure-caused suppression
To wins souls by His compassion.
God multiplies our blessings along His nurturing care
With our faith settled in His loving welfare
Making us devoted to Him against deceitful stare
To esteem Him as His Gospel we share.
February 27, 2025
Rising from earth, life multiplies
It’s our innate urge to expand
Our instincts driven by God’s hand
Then mind of ego opens eyes
We begin to learn and discern
Yet in fire of desire we burn
When pride dies, our soul wingless flies
Head and heart now act hand in glove
Feral lust transmutes to pure love
Grace descends in heart, bliss the prize
We transcend each and every ism
Magnetism ignites body prism
That we’re God’s light, we realise
Both immanent and transcendent
Luminous and bliss resplendent
Rising from earth, life multiplies
Then mind of ego opens eyes
When pride dies, our soul wingless flies
Grace descends in heart, bliss the prize
That we’re God’s light, we realise
i gave you my heart and all that i have—
not as a gift (for gifts may fade)
but as the sun gives light to the grass,
my mind, respect, loyalty, support—
these are not ribbons, not fragile paper,
they are the marrow of the day itself.
and then you gave me your heart
so quietly the world almost missed it,
yet i heard the thunder of roses opening.
two hands, trembling, became a single branch,
two mouths found the silence between stars,
two souls fell upward into the sky.
there is no arithmetic for this—
love does not add, it multiplies,
till every breath is an orchard.
i have you(therefore i am endless
you have me(therefore you are free
we
(together)
are the hush of all prayers
& the green beginning of time
i have you (and having you, i am vast)
you have me (and having me, you are free)
Been dismissive, by the absents of her father;
Made more, whole and strong in strength she’s farther;
Not meant to be strong in body vessel mind and heart;
Been abandon coping extremely potion set apart;
She is whole man
Yet Wo man
Left alone in hands
Embracing bands, of fingers working hands
Toiling working
In the absents of a man, those men
Not in her life
She doesn’t need a man to be whole
She Wo man
And in her womb comes humanity
She covets and covers the seed
It incubates and grows
Multiplies fleshly vessel
Woe unto men whom misuse and abuse
Father’s God Woman those our sisters, mothers
All who offend?
Been embraced, now in engaging with her heavenly Father;
Made more, whole and strong in strength she’s farther;
Newly emerged strong in body vessel mind and heart;
Been embellished coping renewed set apart;
2/3/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
Yang+Yin optimal health economics
fueling wealthy cooperative politics
Leads to less survivalist
Yang v Yin
Also,
Yang x Yin
multiplies SunLight x EarthPower
cooperative empowerment
fuels enlightening reiterations,
integrations,
creolizations
As Yang/Yin divides
separates
disintegrates otherwise win/win
healthy systems.
So, just a quick restorative justice question--
Let's imagine a homeless adolescent (Yang)
and an angry and resentful parent (Yin)
left behind
at what used to pass
as their peaceful white picket-fenced
house
home
habitat.
Do we assume the defiant
rebellious
often self-vindicating
PTSD and ADHD,
homeless adolescent
is typically at fault?
maybe?
Or
do we blame
and shame
the still housed adult
working one
or two
or three jobs?
Why not both
and why not avoid condemning
either Yang or Yin
Perhaps complicated
with trauma intergenerational histories
as old as slavery
and warrior rape
and tribal sacrifices
of adolescent trust
and beauty
and soul emptying absence
of win/win integrity,
secular intent,
sacred hope.
When we plan new ventures and scan the landscape for possibilities that stretches before us, our hearts may leap with visions of a fruitful future. But then doubt begins to grow like a weed in our freshly planted field of dreams. The question may be asked with fear creeping and multiplies;
What if I run out of money and can’t pay my bills? What if others criticize me without a cause? What if I fail my duties as an individual in which I was called to do? Thousands of questions like these may spring up from negative seeds of fear that lie dormant far beneath the surface of life.
Alongside every negative seed of fear, lies positive seed of faith waiting to appear. Money runs out, without a doubt, we must shout aloud, “God will not hide, He will provide." All my needs are met according to His riches in heaven!
Others may scoff, but God will smile. I may fall on my face, but God will pick me up. That is the answer to the question of 'What if'?