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when staring at e. e. cummings’ little ‘i’
—not reading,
it reminds me of st. francis’ sublime yet humble lowly jesus:
“he hides himself under the little form of bread”
if cummings’ little ‘i’ meant
the ‘i’ overpowered by something like gigantic rock,
overwhelmed by this evil prevailing world,
or intimidated by the malicious neighbors,
the ‘i’ hidden under a piece of bread is the lord
coming as an ‘i’ that is even smaller than the cummings’,
though he is the possessor of the power
and more than able to punish the world,
to save those worthless ‘i’s
for st. francis’ reverence on the consecrated piece of bread is
not of the dwarfish ‘i’ but of a pious one,
let my ‘i’ be not of the blasphemous one’s
but of the pious one’s as well,
the ‘i’ gazing at the forsaken lord
who died on the cross as a lonely ‘i’
The critical tendency coming from the untruthful agitation of the mind,
while the disliking of our dislikes is the beginning to like all in kind.
Like the infant brings with it the air of the heaven and sensation in prime,
making feelings the force of life and death at the same time.
The devotion aroused gives all and ask for nothing,
so we can rise above facts and reality turn to healing touching.
Patients with endurance crowns goodness with beauty,
powerless, but the possessor of it, by duty.
What is rooted out in the quest of truth becomes ignorance,
then truth takes love in its own law as reference.
The seed of plurality begins life, while in the consciousness of unity,
it is life’s culmination all in one eternity.
The laws of nature regard no conventionality,
making righteousness the natural outcome of right thinking the ability.
Let those virtues dissolve in the waters of purity,
making that doctrine the fuel for divine maturity.
Belief is a conception, but faith is conviction,
establishing the politics in religion as addiction.
As the pursuit after the truth is more interesting,
than its attainment with no end of resting.
The liberty of faith is the only integrity,
making the impossible the current of all mystery.
January 4 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 12-15
Key Verse– Genesis 12:7 And the LORD appeared unto Abram, and said, Unto thy seed will I give this land: and there builded he an altar unto the LORD, who appeared unto him.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO APPEARS UNTO US BY FAITH
Praise be to God for appearing unto us by faith as we:
Believe His assertion and assurance
Build an altar unto Him with our affection and appreciation
Beseech His affirmation and approval
Beg for His acceptance along our arrogance-admission
Genesis 12:2 Praise be to the Lord for blessing us while we:
Depart from selfishness
Depend on His sustenance
Direct souls to the Saviour
Genesis 13:4 Praise be to Christ for letting us call on His name in our spiritual journey in:
Going up toward godliness from wickedness
Getting out from garbage of worldliness
Gearing through goodness against waywardness
Gaining grace-grants along work-worthiness
Genesis 14:20-22 Praise be to the most High Almighty:
Possessor of heaven and earth
Pursuer against sin-captivity and guilt-enclosure
Protector through His deliverance and rescue
Provider of goods and substance-riches
Pourer of satisfaction and contentment
Peace-giver along His mercy and truth
Purifier of hearts by His forgiveness and purging
Performer of perfection plan and program
Purpose-fulfiller with His salvation and redemption
Pardoner of transgressions and iniquity
Genesis 15:1 Praise be to the Saviour Who is also our Shield with His:
Vision for our expected gracious restoration
Vow of exceeding great reward
Virtue of excellent guiding righteousness
Victory along exposure of governing revival. Amen.
January 4, 2024
Placement perched will measure the life of them.
Air begged resistance as trace lacks its forms.
Mute heed legs of Black Widow Spider norms,
ghostly strands of rare resilience sense strum
for the secretive possessor. Kindred,
most blacks, and some browns share Rama's clocks on
their red or orange paunch that some do don.
Due to our size, strikes are rare, flee instead.
Venom: fifteen times stronger than rattlers.
Not all males are killed by their mates end of
breeding. Finding well-fed virgins, a suave
term tactic furthered being: home wreckers.
Destroy web that females put pheromones,
assures their breed a place among unknowns.
"The Mirror of Lost Sees: Theophany"
The You in me
possessor of knowledge
heir of the prophets
I Am, the friend of He
the me in You, waits patiently
watching you unveil in
the Mirror of Lost Sees
The Possessor of Unveiling
unseen You are in the mirror
walking corridors and highways
within Me, I Am
returning barefoot Home
walking on burning coals
set along the common road
by those warring brides
soap boxes set high and clean
competing saintly hypocrisy
religiously the learned scholars
look towards the Sun
for an unknown face
with one name
What burns inside
a body of limited time
hidden deep behind
the windows slowly opening
Truth sees watching soulfully
this is where the face is found
too bright to see
wrapped and shrouded
interred eternal
within You
I Am You
that I am
and You
are Me
Theophany
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"One day Rumi was reading next to a large stack of books. Shams Tabrizi, passing by, asked him, "What are you doing?" Rumi scoffingly replied, "Something you cannot understand." (This is knowledge that cannot be understood by the unlearned.) On hearing this, Shams threw the stack of books into a nearby pool of water. Rumi hastily rescued the books and to his surprise they were all dry. Rumi then asked Shams, "What is this?" To which Shams replied, "Mowlana, this is what you cannot understand." (This is knowledge that cannot be understood by the learned.)"
Your eagle-plumed lips breathe:
hold on to my angel-flying heart,
bite the unbroken
bone of my wing,
...and I succumb to your enticing heat,
O, to be free in your feverish flame ~
the humble fall of hope into
the sun-calmed kiss of your sea,
learning to move
and muse amidst the mystery
as I heed the slow sink
of mundane minutes
into splitting silence,
leaving no note of music,
as darkness dissolves
like the deepening daf
of an ancient ache ~
for whirling waves resemble
dervish devotees,
intoxicated by euphoric ecstasies…
But would you, the divinely placed
speaker of light and fate ~
still love my scarred swell
if, perhaps, you saw
the unavoidable ugliness
of unintentional uninterestedness ~
the failure to seek the sun that hides
when wakeful stars scintillate,
perhaps too reluctant to romanticize
anything that warms the sky
besides the saffron of golden dawn?
I am too tired to test the tides,
to see where they crash.
I am too torn to tease
and treat tribes
of tactful treachery with tolerance…
Take me as I am ~
I am the pursuer and the escaper,
the possessor and the possessed,
the wilderness and the peace,
the destruction and the dream,
constantly pushing and pulling,
learning to normalize
being the siren adrift
amidst aquatic angst ~
So wade with me, O oceanic nomad,
someday we will no longer be
just you and I,
but crooning currents
drawn only to the
magnetic magic of the mermaid moon;
we will rise as
Moirai mystics,
dancing with destiny,
engrossed in life’s pulsing peridots,
devouring Pele’s passion…
We were never meant
to conquer the chaos,
but to candidly claim the clemency
of rippling pearl blooms…
I am an island of love
that is yours truly ~
***Inspired by the artwork; The Sea Maiden, 1894
Herbert James Draper
The journey feels so tedious
It was a battle for the choice
A free will he gave to them
They had to choose between serving him and otherwise
Believe me if I say,
There have exist more than one red earth
Three civilizations, three men; walked the surface of this aeon
But only one is acceptable before HIS face
Every other will have to fade away
Beautiful lastborn with abode from the MASTER………..
For the innocent man;
Oh how beautiful it is
An image of the ALL IN ALL
Such a Wonderful creation with the power of free will
Its npt just about being wonderful
The one with the possessor of three forms
Maybe he had be warned
Imagine I AM telling you to do not…
He can do a lot in his constituency
All is impossible to stay like this
A crossroad lie ahead
Transaction and Chess ………………………………
Now to the sinful one,
Authority is now lost
Specie after the likeness of the fall
Evil continual grows in his heart
HE repented
Strange princes and beings of light left their estate
To come Into Fair falling flimsy daughters of Eve
Another violation of the creations HE had in the WORD
HE removed the world of its evil
The only one who choose to hear a gone nature
As oppose to the Spirit that can show HIM FORTH
Beings of this kind keep living
Even till HIS KIMGDOM COMES,
All that’s is left of the kind of This is judgment
Door of GRACE HIMSELF………..
The righteous one is now available
On the agony of death and suffering
HIM; he be in now.
The real meaning if what is called love
Higher calling, higher sitting
Of course I’m of the TRUTH, the WAY and the LIFE
Sound the trumpet that HE cometh soon
Are you the man after His Heart?
Freewill; not a product to use against HIM
Strive for the eternal registration in the BOOK.
Where will you be?
When the roll is call up yonder!!!
The most beautiful girl in the world.
Have you seen her?
The most beautiful girl in the world!
I have! And she is a wonder to behold
She stops traffic, no need for police
She lights up a room, she's that electric
She shines brighter than the brightest
diamonds and pearls
She's the most beautiful girl in the world
There's nothing that compares to her
nothing else to look upon, to gaze upon
for she is the sole possessor
of all the beauty that exists.
Her smile, her kindness, her grace
entrances, mesmerizes, paralyzes
Have you seen her? I have!
To be close to her for a moment
to catch a glimpse of her elegance
is all that is needed to take your
breath away, and once that is done
you can die in peace
as you are breathless anyway.
Have you seen her? I have!
Now there's nothing left to do
but to wait, until she appears again
So ...I'll just stay here...waiting...
contemplating my
vision of loveliness
my wife.
John Derek Hamilton
April 22,2016
Once mislead by a cowardly snake impostor
Who only beared name of your possessor.
When you told me you have his spirit within,
I realized that for you the veil is so thin.
"Now you have the real Nagaraj, within me."
And that confirmed Shiva is also with me.
For they say when I meet the serpent king,
It means Shiva is near me, always helping.
I fondly wondered if Nagaraj has a wife,
And it makes me think: in every previous life,
You and I are simply reincarnating deities,
I follow you throughout all of the eternities.
I learned his wife's name is Nagalakshmi.
My own birth name means "of the sea,"
Matches her being embodiment of ocean.
Indeed, I am your poison's antidotal potion.
Jesus is perfect in himself
for God has chosen to speak
through the channel of His Son
speaking in the original Greek
Jesus is God's final revelation
the perfect God like instrument
to convey God's authorative word
God the father has divinely sent
The heir of God's appointment
being the possessor and disposer of everything
as predestined as the eternal heir
all things to pass Jesus will bring
How rich is our adorable Jesus?
He had no where to lay His head
but is declared Lord of all
this is His reward His father has said
Jesus made the worlds
with all the human eye can see
He who's image of the invincible God
invisible became visible this we must agree
Only Jesus satisfies the heart
immutable and self sufficient is He
all things Christ upholds
even holding up little old me
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