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Pulling this wagon by the scruff of my neck,
is like relaxing cross-legged on feeble bike handles.
The gentle gusts of your hurricane dazzle me.
Humouring the limitless requests of an oxymoronic cloud that swoops over your vision,
second by hour,
are the 3 batteries connected through the flat sides, powering my crowd of maggots.
The pedagogy of every goddess' life without the gods;
the arthritic juddering of a pencil after snapping between one's fingers that fell off;
spurs that sympathetically pierce the apple after hearing of the triangles;
wide-brimmed umbrellas drunkenly spiralling down to the epitome of existence -
"Mercy!" screams the provided resolve to them all, rekindling its might and willpower with its insecurity.
"What is the bread but flowers?
If the orchid and the rose would through the solemn winter implore,
Would we lie here in fantastical distrust?
And when the clock is returned unscathed, will you cower in it's presence?
What will it whisper to you, should such words of passion ever exist?"
The sake has been forsaken,
The sole has been consoled;
In which ethereal distrust should this fantasy subside?
For, in ours, I see a merely extinct world.
And the caterpillar has started its pledge across the tapestry again.
Your most recent interest in observational truth in laptop monitor
Gave you an ultimatum today.
He , as she, in he, as she again, grabbed you in all kinds of tree ,
remnant there before serenity
What is poetry, in the end?
Thinkable pedagogy, is , for the most bizarre reason, telling you
That this is comparable prepositions, with positionality
And the fruit of loom, or something relatable, there.
I felt a bang , and got a downsizing pounding sound,
Between, Jerusalem, Nazareth and prepaid Jesus to pay
More and more for a daycare say.
For a sip from the cup of the finest exported loose leaf tea
Are you a mere sip there, or you started to travel there, onsite
Creating all kinds of copyright issues, as the illegibility
Never declared you anywhere, in norms, in mother’s winter coat
Exactly how much was fatherly charm there, and how much there was a mere setting warmth
As people learn to happen in alibi as there is no straightforward way to find a definition or vision
Your cat was unthinkably your budget failure key, as they mew and sigh
But they were there, truly, with your most delicate caring try.
I think it is a joking endowment
As it will be a mere lump some .
Your rides and ride share with the knight rider storyteller
Only comparable to Little Red Riding hood
Changing the destined persona too, irreversible and altogether
I do not blame , judge , or juxtapose, there, I never pity too
But Bangla, and exactly 21 years long stay on this territory, with often heavy Bangla
I think I dreamt you last night, where you , as a soul and Clover, in a body
Did happen as the most charismatic duo! With a Zulkarnine monitor truth in!
Licking on the other side for hours and hours in longer duration
Will lead nowhere , exactly nowhere , other than, this, mortal life
Is a conscious choice between claim, proclaim and proclamation
I am a reluctant reader there, trying to look through, even beyond allegory and alighieri
You do not hold them accountable for your compositional hype for a dirge
That does not act linearly with your issue room, tissue room, and culture vulture too!
All you can say should stay there, for ever.
Do not send help reaching out there, never there
Simply a one liner truth for falling short from a papyrus poem, anyway
As this must be helping to internalize, more than anything than that.
I Cooked the Book that Would Not Tap
A Doomsday, a nightmare gone wrong,
My hand shot with pain and didn’t stop,
Bandages hid the wound I wove for kong,
The silence echoed round the wheel fop.
I screamed with tears which said the news,
When sirenes had been screened for writ,
Draughts unveiled the blood for reviews,
That cared enough to dare read the fit.
Arching, the doctor stood vacant and here,
Physicalism bent metaphor until she looped,
Analogy personified emphatic nature’s fear,
When realism criticised cubisms’ truly trooped.
Critical realism still made no ontological sense,
My metaphysical slippers knew no god,
Subjectivism objected to empirical arms tense,
When constructivism departed from my odd.
I could not write to epistemology for methodology,
‘Cos clearly my relativity had got it substantive.
Moral absolutism saw humankind as pedagogy,
Still, not yet a guess, a list, a bond, gift, a plaintiff.
Rationalism was not a natural phenomenon, fair,
No predicates set my entities alight to condition,
The proposition adjunct to abstract and layer,
I imagined the mathematics that truly supposition.
This OR that, tip AND rat, not for me or negation
FOR ALL humanities THERE EXISTS a surreal,
Mere, underneath my formula, nude propagation,
Creating the sum of me that axiomed regal’s legal.
Logic. Logic, just pure blooded logic. Critical,
Crucial. Conscience, not questioning the cost, fact,
Never asking for terms or claim, the carer brutal,
The dame. The lame as mentioning the act.
Structural.
Rhoda Monihan
It was apostolic tradition that the Church discerned writings
To be included in the list of Sacred Books
This complete list is called the canon Scripture
It includes 46 books for the Old Testament
45 if we account Jeremiah and Lamentations as one
The Old Testament is dispensable part of Sacred Scripture
Its books are divinely inspired and
Retain a permanent value
For the Old Covenant has never been revoked
Indeed
The economy of the Old Testament was deliberately so oriented
That it should prepare for and declare in prophecy in the coming of Father Christ
Redeemer of all men
Even though they contain matters imperfect and provisional
The books of the Old Testament
Bear witness to the divine pedagogy of Eternal God’s saving love
These writings are a storehouse of sublime teaching of Eternal God and
Of sound wisdom on human life
As well as a wonderful treasury of prayers
In them
Too
The mystery of our salvation is present in a hidden way
Christians venerate the Old Testament as true Word of Eternal God
The Church has always vigorously opposed
The idea of rejecting the Old Testament
Under the pretext that the New
Has rendered it void (Marcionism.
Carve into the birch trees, pollen breeze my air to breathe.
One more cough and one more sneeze until it’s over.
Tissue paper mottled with blood and yellow-green mucus, tearing and dissolving from tears.
There is always salt in my mouth these days.
Veiny leaves in the fervent winds remind me that I am an animal, and my skin gets filthier with each mawkish phrase that erupts from a faraway throat, but it feels like mine.
Beautiful and pathetic soliloquy fills up the air.
I am the only one.
I am the only one.
With the grasses' pedagogy and the flowers' instruction, I stand up and walk to the water.
Its chill cries out for help, my pollutant and contaminant is all but too much to be cleaned by a simple stream.
“I am sorry,” I say. “I am sorry Mother.”
I should have been listening this entire time.
Tritina (three tercets with one final line).
I will return as you taught me to read a god gifted total benign, even after nine
I will return as you taught me to see the specific Night of Knight M Shyamalan
I will return as you taught me to listen to the nitty gritty a lot, and the system
told the family sift an autistic family food, Trying dough for far too long in frame
They are class of mishaps, birds of the same feather and you are a linear secular
practice along one way, the other one is pedagogy of monolithic behavioral norm
I told time as I wrote once a power point key. Did commit a tavern charm
Time elapses and time begins, and time stamps the truest may, say so and so.
Time has her graceful heed to vilify the cover page elsewhere, to May to mow.
They blew the divine up, with the silentmost Neon light, landed, to reach for the show!
Pedagogy
Many schools were built possibly at the time when labor was in power, It was vital to bring education to the masses, but since it was not learning centers for the elite
The buildings were built as cheaply as possible.
It was said the material used had a duration of thirty years, this was as long as any politicians dared to think
about the future and they safely retired and
knighted for services to the nation.
Schooling is alpha, We know that education is a must, but generally speaking, too much of it and people inquire
about policies, people with education also want to have a say in how things are run.
Qaddafi´s Libya is a prime example, under his rule
scholarship was free also, university education abroad where they were taught the concept of democracy.
Coming back to Libya, the new elite demanded liberty and free election, since this was not forthcoming they revolted in the name of equality for the people
Upon hearing this NATO came, sided with the freedom loving revolters and Qaddafi was murdered.
But the new elite was not interested in liberty what they wanted was unlimited power and money.
Today, Libya is a failed state run by child molesters and
slave traders.
I think about nothingness mostly these days
My nothingness is not foggy and mystic
Not demanding about the attires, undone
Still dumped in the bucket, for reasons,
not aligned in chorus
All I know that time
Asynchronous and foggy that
Those all are in, with humbleness
And gratitude
To ponder and assure
I am possible, I am dusable
And I shall be.
Clouds dispersing as clouds to be seen
In the background of cloth line
Not too much voice
Out there. Outlier.
Likewise tragic heroes unsung
Dispersing clouds foreshadowed foretold the bogainvalia tree too
Visible from the patio
An open hand like a Muslim mind
Your colorless teardrops are singing on leaves
A clearly wrapped in blossom
For a diva of colors is one subtlety, understood
And yet heavenly father an interlocking too
And a failed litmus test and
A manila folder and probability
And diversity pedagogy
We're over head and letterhead too
A clear crystal laminated and I shall be
Paper rack among the niche
Stipulations and vibrant
Colors in a fathomless embody
To find envoi , iambic pentameters and juxtaposing
Possibilities
Beyond all white
No mind
Today
And I am grateful for a scent of sunlight
In these
And not in those winter Sundays
With an inescapable limousine
On Elm street
Even though even so
The brush strokes on the
Earth were
Seemingly so.
Got to go.
They examined all the science that they possibly could
and gathered the smartest people the world had to offer.
They checked the calculus and geometrics of every single angle.
They reached deep into history and projected far into the future.
They left no doubt that everything was socially and politically correct.
Their educational due-diligence and pedagogy were absolutely spotless.
Utilizing the best grammar, there were no loopholes in any of their documents.
A new age had come, old techniques were extinct, and a treasure was vanishing.
The world of www had arrived, Mr. Dot Com was in charge, and AI was at the door. I felt intensely sadden when I saw their reckless regard for common sense. And I fainted when I discovered that their common sense had taken flight and
was rapidly disappearing like a San Francisco fog on a very sunny day.
022521FBPSCtest, "Vanishing" , Carolyn Devonshire; 3P
March 25 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Judges 19-21
Key Verse – Judges 20:18 And the children of Israel arose, and went up to the house of God, and asked counsel of God, and said, Which of us shall go up first to the battle against the children of Benjamin? And the LORD said, Judah shall go up first.
HEART THAT ASKS THE COUNSEL OF GOD
Our heart asks the counsel of God by His sovereignty
Along His leading authority
With His guiding majesty
As well as His abounding generosity.
Our heart asks the counsel of God by His mercy
Along His directing supremacy
With His controlling clemency
As well as His forgiving fervency.
Our heart asks the counsel of God by His victory
Along His triumphing glory
With His conquering ministry against misery
As well as His sin-vanquishing love story.
Our heart asks the counsel of God by His holiness-army
Along His saving grace against hell’s enemy
With His cleansing sanctification from sins, so abomination-slimy
As well as His perfecting righteousness when in filth, we are wickedly gloomy.
Our heart asks the counsel of God by His Word steadfastly
Along His guarding wisdom constantly
With His governing truth diligently
As well as His girding-up ways amazingly.
Our heart asks the counsel of God by His Scriptural theology
Along His training principles for Bible-based pedagogy
With His instructing precepts toward stewardship’s andragogy
As well as His teaching discipleship without any apology.
Our heart asks the counsel of God by His virtuous way
Along His instilling goodness-ray
With His imparting transformation everyday
As well as His inspiring influence to mold us for obedient service as we pray.
March 25, 2026