Long Overreach Poems
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MY theology was formed when Mother taught me the Lord's Prayer.
YOU and I know that what's good for mother is good enough for us.
THEOLOGY, defined as the study of God, is made simple at Calvary.
HE, God Almighty, clearly defines theology for all mankind at Calvary.
ETERNITY'S long-awaited secret is revealed and offered to all at Calvary.
OBJECTIONS are overruled, not sustained; sin's curse is sealed at Calvary.
LOVE defeats and obliterates both Satan's lies and deceit at Calvary.
OVERREACH by Satan and organized religion proves fatal at Calvary.
GOD was in Christ and reconciling the world to Himself at Calvary.
'YES' is God's forever word of guaranteed acceptance at Calvary.
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Religion is about ideology; Resurrection is about The Christ.
Empty words; empty ideas; empty religions; Empty tombs.
Satan was totally clueless about the resurrection.
Unity with the Father was often mentioned by Jesus.
Reckless actions and self-assurance doomed Satan.
Roman nor Jewish law could have prevented the death of Christ.
Execution by crucifixion was the exact prediction of the prophets.
Christ rose from the grave on the third day and ascended after 40 days.
Thirty pieces of silver were the price paid to Judas for the betrayal.
If Peter denied Jesus and repented, why did Judas not also repent?
Overreach is a perfect word that fits the actions of Satan against Christ.
Never has anyone claimed to have found bones of Christ in the tomb. Why?
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Look at it this simple way,
it's time you thought freely;
if it were for sure,I would
tell each and all secrets...
if it wouldn't bring harm and
you could look at it this simple way:
here's what I would like to say,
"Look at it this simple way!"
When you'll be deprived of everything,
recall to mind how feminine
you felt in the act of receiving someone,
nearest you...that companion of womanhood,
who taught you the kind words
and spoke of fantastic nights...
not like the ones you had!
Recall to mind
the hearty wishes you refused to withhold...
that weren't destined to change,by overreach,
the course of each!
Look at it this simple way,
it's time you thought freely;
if it were for ambition,I really
would jump up for joy...
here's what I like to say,
"Look at it this simple way!"
When the definition of Democracy
Comes negated at both the cost
and price of freedom of speech
And being told what we can and
can not say or do
That to me then becomes an
overreach and abuse of power
Unless you let it be known to the
voting people and general public
as well
And after doing that so to notify
the editors of the dictionary and Wikipedia
But don't waste your time telling
the so called free press or media
They never let the truth get in the
way of a good story and print and
go to press on behalf of there pay
master's
It's the reason why fake news has
flurished is the scourge , bane
and curse and is so prevalent today
A modern 1st World problem
invading our brains from all
directions with subliminal
messages
Otherwise why would would
corporations make such large
election contributions or feel
the need to advertise
Beceause at the end of the day
they are businesses after all
And who but they expect bang
for there buck and a return on
there investment
There are two side's to every
story and the truth is often
somewhere in the middle
Sadly for all of us we only are
told or given one side's version
of a story
And the truth is buried
middle deep in small print
underbeath the staples
Binded hidden from prying
eye's like a fire extinguisher
encased in a glass red box
With the word's written on it
break incase of emergency
When plausible deniability is
the only excuse that will do
and make any sense at all
When you have just used
up the last of your Nine lies
And it's now a minute to the
bewitching hour of ten
And as the age old saying goes
why on earth should or would
we wish to choose the question
The news and what we have been
told if it wasn't true surely that
would not be allowed
Otherwise that means it must
have been green lit by those we
placed our trust in and voted into positions of power
And who on earth of us would
rather prefer not wish or choose to
believe
When the lines between a lie
and reality have now become so
blurred
We simply no longer can not
distinguish bettween them
but this government MANDATE
from Harris County is unnecessary,
unconstitutional, and unAmerican.
It’s an unprecedented overreach
which looks more like a communist dictatorship
than a free Republic.
And here in Texas
We believe
That people have to make
Their own decisions
What’s that?
Drunk driving should be okay?
Driving without seat belts
Or insurance should be okay?
What is wrong with you people
Requiring people to wear a mask
Is not the same thing at all
It is communism socialism fascism
Liberalism nanny state run amok
And we will not stand by it
At this point,
I see it as nothing more than politics.
Governor Abbott announces a trajectory
to start reopening Texas and Harris County,
which never even utilized its $60 MILLION
pop up hospital at NRG, I
mplements a mandate
for face masks on 4 million people.
The other counties to do it are Dallas, Bexar, and Travis.
These are the 3 most liberal counties in the state of Texas.
Coincidence?
I don’t think so.
They are all filled with godless liberals,
Gays and anti-Christians and democrats
Who hate America
And hate TEXAS
I believe we’ve seen
the worst of this war.
What?
There has been a record breaking
Increase in covid cases?
Just more fake news
Everything is fine
Here is Texas
Cough cough cough
And we’re closer to victory
than we’ve ever been.
Let’s keep doing our part
to be conscious of others
when we’re out
and make sure to hold
government accountable, always
But don’t wear a mask
If you do
We will pull you over
Because you are probably
A criminal type
Wearing a mask
To protect yourself
From the non-existent
China flu
And we don’t want your kind
Living and polluting
Our great Texas state
Cough cough cough
You have to ask your self
Are you tired of living in a dictatorship yet?
This is what happens when people go crazy
and get tested.
11 Conservative Christian Activist Says He would rather be beheaded than wear a mask to prevent the spread of COVID 19
Conservative Christian activist
says he would rather be beheaded t
than wear a mask to prevent
the spread of COVID-19.
a radical anti-LGBT Trump-loving
conservative Christian,
Lively argues that requiring citizens
to wear a mask to fight the coronavirus pandemic
is like the Nazis requiring Jewish individuals
to wear a yellow star on their clothing,
and an unacceptable overreach
of government power.
These things must be balanced
against the disastrous consequences
of surrendering personal liberty
to overreaching government,
especially regarding face masks,
and enforced social distancing
and enforced social distancing
which are in some ways worse
than police-enforced lockdowns
because they represent
a literal in-your-face exercise
of statist power like Islamist head coverings
for women or the Nazis’ yellow star for Jews.
Unnecessary public mask wearing,
as opposed to reasonable usage,
is no less a statement of psychological submission
to higher authority than a dog collar.
In the greater scheme of things,
I believe liberty is more important
than security if one is forced
than security if one is forced
to choose between those two.
Those who don’t believe
that are ripe for the Mark of the Beast,
which is what this entire season
of chaos is really about, in my view.
Personally, I would rather die
or be maimed from COVID-19—
or be beheaded by a mob
of anarchists and Islamists—
than become a safe slave
in a global totalitarian government.
Led by Satan’s tool
Joe Biden
The authors
blink only when looked at,
they recall for you
a story, perhaps a tale half-read.
One book lifted,
pages fly between thoughts,
a few scrapes of knowledge
peck and preen again.
Phrases return
demanding still to be displayed
though rarely used.
There are mystic scriptures
that hover between
fiction and non-fiction.
I imagine temple beasts
still guarding them.
I overreach,
shake this collected tree of knowledge.
Books fall, some like stone,
some like fluttering birds.
I am ankle deep
in the printed word and its aftermath.
Some will go to the thrift shop,
some to the garage,
a few will stay between bookends
surviving these winds of change.
Today I have time to admire
the dance of sunlight on bare walls,
the transpiring poetry
of blameless space.
They saw a 19 ton truck rampage their way
Death came to France on Bastille day
86 French folk died that patriotic date
when Mohammed Bouhlei drove for Islamic State.
At a Christmas market also sudden death
She looked at an oncoming truck, drew her last breath
11 others died with her on what should be a happy time
Anis Amri drove the truck, was it war, or just a crime?
Death on a bridge over an English River
Khalid drove the car, no shame, not a sliver
A car can be a weapon - a use that breaks our trust
That in a peaceful day it couldn't happen to us.
Civilization depends on trust every day
Drivers stay in their lane; people don't get pushed off the subway
If you work in a building that bursts into flame
It could a killer finding a new use for a plane.
He was shopping in Sweden, then a stolen truck drove fast
The sight of it was to be his last.
Another holy warrior, felt that five should die
He claimed that revenge was his reason why.
Another rented a truck, drove it down a path
Manhattan cyclists plowed and split in half
A guy called Younis drove a van in Barcelona Spain
I shrugged at the dead, didn't bother to learn their name
Bourbon Street, New Orleans, a self-righteous guy
Saw a celebration, thought happy folks must die
He drove a truck, I'll spare the gory details
In an open society, terror never fails.
What's with these killers you might ask, you might not understand
You feel you didn't do nothing: you don't have a bloody hand
But as a member of a group, that's all some need
to wipe you off the map and take pride in the deed.
IF you march for a cause, that's OK, that's free speech
But if others do this kind of murder, that's overreach
Perhaps the peaceful types who ignore means for ends
Are courting their own death, where the sidewalk ends.
Barcelona, Bourbon Street—the same refrain:
A van, a truck, a cause, the dead remain.
I admit I don't remember one name.
Or feel the waste, the shame, the pain.
At the very pinnacle of the authority chain, heaven reveals the necessity for government
Rivalry against God from the hands of Lucifer demanded policing and a chief among angels
Contrary to the belief of many, self-government is ideal, but it does not work universally
However, humans will often go beyond the line of necessity with too much government
Barriers, borders, and limitations are one thing; 'Overreach' and 'Bureaucracy' are another
In the New World of the early settlers, they desired a government without bishops and popes.
Similarly, the American style of government was enameled with vital 'Checks and Balances'
Holy men had to be held accountable, and 'the divine right of kings' was simply anathema
Once I heard it said that the governments that govern best are those that govern less
Power in the hands of mere men must always be linked directly to God, the source of all power
02052020PoSpCtest, Archbishop, Julia Ward
My empty glass is mocking me.
It laughs at my proclivity.
It led me here and knocked me down.
Another drink and I will drown.
They told me it would be such fun,
But now that it’s all said and done,
I see all that they did not say
As my heart led my head astray…
My empty wallet seems to cry.
The tab has left me high and dry.
I thought I had a little more
But I’ve so much less than before.
A victim of my overreach.
I’m just an old dog you can’t teach.
I fall back on familiar ways.
So, here I am ‘til end of days..
An empty heart, an aching head…
Just help me make it to my bed.
Please do not leave me where I lay;
My foolish choices on display.
They tell me anyone can change.
The ways of grace are awfully strange.
So, that’s what I’ll do come the dawn.
My promises go on and on…
Pick me up and take me home
I can’t make it on my own
I’m laid out upon the floor
I can’t make it to the door
I need a lift so call a ride
And maybe help me get outside
I am stuck here all alone
And I just want to make it home.
I just want to make it home.