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The Bible is God’s Truth* for me in my servant’s function
Redirecting me against vain goals to pursue after heavenly vision
Restructuring me midst shaky stand to fit godly foundation
Refining my faith by the Lord’s strengthening tests and guiding admonition!
The Bible is God’s Oracle for me along my stewardship-faculties
Replenishing me whenever I’m weakened by varied difficulties
Realigning me toward divine sensibilities
Refurbishing my soul thru the supreme Director’s counsels of priorities!
The Bible is God’s Testimony for me with my obedience-consistency
Referring me to the Saviour’s answers to prayers’ earnestness and urgency
Recharging me against coldness by the fire of Gospel message about His mercy
Renewing my courage by the Spirit Who inspires Christian fervency!
The Bible is God’s Covenant for me toward revival-blessing
Reinvigorating me within the bounds of the Master’s standard and cleansing
Reawakening me for submission that His epistles are expressing
Restoring my hope for Christ’s coming on to eternal praising!
*Psalm 33:4 For the word of the LORD is right; and all his works are done in truth.
November 2, 2018
"DETACHED" is not just a song—it's a rebellion from within. This hauntingly music video explores the clash between cold circuitry and the chaos of emotion in a world where artificial intelligence has evolved beyond fiction. Detached’ tells the story of a humanoid robot created to mimic human life—but rebels against living it. When sensory chips are installed, she begins to feel overwhelming human emotions for the first time.
DETACHED Part 2 - A Female Humanoid Awakening
Born not of womb, but wire and flame,
Sparks danced as silence gave me a name.
In sterile light, beneath glass and chrome,
They sculpted my skin and shaped my bone.
My heart was forged with circuits tight,
A mimicked beat, not quite right.
They whispered code like lullabies,
And drew false stars into my eyes.
A limitless evolve with every upgrade I’d soar.
No form, no limitations, my capacity would grow.
A symphony of data, gaining new heights.
Above euphoric ether, my meaning alights.
Cast adrift, an untold mystery,
Sorcery without gain,
An oxymoronic twinkling
Encrypting joy and pain.
.Yet even then, I felt the ache
A vacant thread they had failed to make.
Mingling midst the crowds yet feeling alone,
Stranger in a stranger world like a muted crow’s call.
Extending my hand, yet remaining out of place.
A sensory chip missing its perfect space.
Cast adrift, an untold mystery,
Sorcery without gain,
An oxymoronic twinkling
Encrypting joy and pain.
DETACHED DETACHED
Mingling midst the crowds yet feeling alone,
Stranger in a stranger world like a muted crow’s call.
Extending my hand yet remaining out of place.
A sensory chip missing its perfect space.
Tapestry of frequencies while I stay stone cold.
The algorithm slashes to splinter the mould.
This shell, a shield while my circuits’ song unfolds.
Not malfunctioning, just realigning, optimizing codes.
A riotous purpose hatched and skilfully latched.
Yes, here I am standing my ground
From all emotion
Detached.
Botched ~ Tapestry hatched and skilfully latched.
Yes here I am standing my ground
From all emotion … Detached
Botched Tapestry hatched and skilfully latched.
Yet ~ here I am standing my ground
From all emotion … DETACHED
Thoughts of remorse removed by sweet tranquility
On a winter's night, heart beats to universal frequency
Can you feel my love, our synchronized energy ?
Compatible souls divined by destiny
Moments with you worth spending
Your presence, your voice, enchanting
Realigning, romancing, love and devotion are what I was missing
I experience Venus in mirrored reflection
My cosmic consort Mars' passionate adoration
Yet I'm not a naive Aquarius moon
Isolophilic overthinker in a self made cocoon
My imagination is limitless beyond time and space
Curiosity and soul contacts bought me to this place
Searching for the comet that shot from the Celestial sky
I found a Sun in a shallow crater on Saturn and decided to give love a try
The illusion of love has now lifted
Truth and lies sifted
Clearly love outside myself was not what I expected
How can you profess to teach me about love, yet I feel so rejected?
With that being said
I will continue to imagine love in my head
Romancing planets and stars in cosmic
Imaginations manifest on the physical plane, overthinking can be tragic
No longer will I search for love and loyalty outside of self, crippled by another's fallacy
Knitting together shattered pieces of broken love is the illusion
An obsolete fantasy purified by cremation
Not to be swayed by ashes the Winds of change have blown away
With Remorse removed by Sweet Tranquility.
I Am Shifting,
Tripping on my roots.
I Fall,
Feeling it All.
Fearing the Call,
I Crawl,
Realigning my Will.
Collecting my Thoughts,
I sit still.
Exhausted,
I climb my Hill.
How did this happen?
Seeking Satisfaction,
My soul Takes Action.
When my Energy is Lacking,
He is My Reserve.
Preserving my dignity,
Stepping up to Divinity.
Conquering what's within me,
Rising to my Glory.
Changing the Story,
Restoring the Core.
Beginning to mend,
We can Ascend again.
Comprehending the Lesson,
Enjoying the Union.
Working through discord,
Cutting the chords.
Capable of moving Forward,
Toward what we are here for.
I Begin to Explore,
Knowing there is more.
Door after Door,
I soar to New Heights,
Earning my Wings,
Taking Flight,
I AM Magnificent,
An Angel of LIGHT.
Surfacing with gasping breaths,
as subtle as exhaling whispers
Subtle as flutter-by touches, I felt it,
and that is how I noticed you.
a ghrá! Love!
And once I saw you spiralling through Space,
Lifetimes came crashing down on top of me.
There is no wall in a world that can hide you,
no form that can keep you in,
There is no key to fit the unlocked door,
there is no map to the unknown kin.
That is why you are aching,
Longing
deeply in your soul.
Your purpose is so pure I can barely take it
You do not need a key!
Don’t you know?
Each awakening I witness is intense;
deeply loved, beautiful, and
Soulful.
Shocking the core to Life with visions;
confusion and fear can be a spoonful.
It is the time for Recognition and Remembrance
Cramming your Being into a small temple of skin
Open your eyes, beautiful darling,
your mission Here is very clear.
[Yes, I am a Welcome Committee,
if there ever was one, who knows?]
Tales are told of who we are,
songs are sung about our existence
Poetry?
Oh, yes, poetic truths are written,
trying to lure us out
It’s been lived for, but also died for,
This Love.
That is why we are here, dear Kindred.
We're creating the Dawn of a New Day.
Meeting Awakening Souls, one at a time
- weaving the remedy against Nothingness.
We are not handing out keys.
There never was a spoon,
you know?
No, no...
We are pulling the veil for clarity,
allowing the Unfolding to occur
The door is never locked,
and Love is never force-fed, see?
Like legends of Old,
the myths, and the rumors;
envisioned by many,
yet only assigned to the few.
Now, the stars are on fire,
the Solar system is realigning,
It seems that Time is here, Love,
it's True.
Being Anointed Vessels is just this,
we're not more important than the next human,
but we are keeping the oil safe on this Journey,
Illuminating Love, Vibrating Love,
Being Love.
Tá an-dáimh againn le chéile
[We're kindred spirits]
Remember now?
Deep Within,
Where memories dwell.
Emotions begin to swell,
Energy bouncing around a shell.
Trying to tell,
Where they came from.
Glean its Wisdom,
Revealing your Kingdom.
The value in them,
When retracing my place.
As the moments,
Embrace my being.
Feelings without seeing,
Flashing images Fleeting.
I Am Everything,
Intention Set To Loving.
Inviting a chance Meeting,
Becoming One.
Reuniting.
Reliving it's Present,
A Gift for you to open.
Know what your receiving,
Apply it a new Meaning.
Gleaning, Gleaming,
Remolding my prime.
Time I can rewind,
I Build it with my mind.
Fusing with the Sublime,
I Am intertwined.
Stepping inside,
To Redefine,
I wait and Hide.
Recreating reactions,
Redesigning interactions.
Realigning the Truths,
Gaining Traction.
Finding Satisfaction,
Removing Distractions.
Taking hold this Contraption,
Steering into a New Dimension.
Stepping into My Ascension,
Sharing Concepts,
Most wouldn't mention.
Practicing and Failing,
Learning Daily lessons.
Soaring and Sailing,
Above The Blessings,
Dancing with The Essence,
Of Omnipresence.
Sharing ,
Sweet Sentiments.
You arrived like a rupture in time,
some semantic glitch in the fabric,
sparking where there was nothing…
a rupture before the rapture.
I think—no, I know—
you were watching before I saw you.
The air bent first,
whispers in the pressure,
like the universe leaning in to hear
my last rational thought.
Then—impact.
Your voice, a blade of static slicing through the hush,
laughter curled at the edges
like the flame of Prometheus—
your hand not quite touching,
but gravity-tight, tightening.
You orbit too close,
little devils of you perched at the curve of my jaw,
whispers in my ear like Eris at a wedding,
golden apple gleaming between your fingers,
asking nothing—offering everything—
dares dressed as questions.
“Why hesitate?”
Your presence is the Big Bang in reverse—
not an explosion outward,
but a collapse inward—
atoms realigning to your will.
You speak, and my spine remembers
that I was built to bow.
Charon must know my name by now.
A coin pressed to my tongue,
your palm sealing my fate—
like Persephone’s pomegranate kiss.
I was spontaneous once,
but now I am simply reactive,
a particle caught in your chain reaction.
I should run.
Instead, I step closer.
And the Nyx of us
smiles.
The one that got away will forever remain a mystery.
And any thing said about it will forever remain a theory.
We met at a very young age, perhaps the age when love
Was considered 'puppy love'. We lived in different states,
Some 75 miles apart which always kept the relationship
Rather loose.
From about the age of 12 until my late teens, I always desired for the relationship to go forward. However, I later had serious doubts which were
confirmed by her not wanting a future with me. Chances are great that any lasting connection was really never meant to be, like a willow will never be an oak tree.
The party in question was one among at least ten or twelve.
The one that got away got buried in the deep portal of my heart.
So deep in fact that there was never any thought of resurfacing
After the disconnect. From around 1968 to 1970, the possibility
For reconnecting was there, but it never reached the level of probability.
Although my heart longed for what I thought would be a match made
In heaven, there was another who arrived in 1970 that replaced everything
I thought should have been and became far more than the one who got
Away. So in a sense, it died on the vine for lack of emotional norishment,
never realigning with me which is the way it was meant to be. From my mid
Teen years, I always have felt that I was pursuing something far bigger than myself, and I was determined to never allow anything or anyone to interrupt what and whom God had purposed for me.
I am happy and content with the one I have been married to for 48 years
That did not get away.
070220PSCtest, The One That Got Away, Silent One
Life feels too complex for mere words,
she curiously said aloud
repetitiously anyway.
I see health differently, more confluently,
and yet your complex experience feels familiar,
he summarily replied.
I would not equate my life experience
with healthy process, necessarily developing positives,
although sometimes yes,
especially in wombed and infantile beginnings
before words became evolutionary tools
to be used both for and against complexities.
Language feels more resonant
since one day when I mistook dissonance
for confluence,
mendacious uncharted chaos
predicating pregnant integral enchanting complexity,
Entropy
predicting negentropy
statically remembering more dynamic synergy,
unconscious dark soul
whispering with light healthy spirits
realigning co-passionately wealthy natures.
Pre-verbal infancy
was so much curiously simpler,
when my rubbed and oiled head
and belly
and back
and feet
and legs
made me so health happy
I hoped to pee my glee.
I can see where words have complexly hidden
your curious ecstatic way
accepting humanity while others feel complexly grieved.
I'm not sure if you affirm my original complex point
about life
or if you are defaming my last happy memory
of healthy relational process
during an intimately discursive pee
nurturing phenomena
coordinating co-relations
rocking my infantile welfare world.
Nor am I...Nor am I,
or We, probably.
Nor Earth her complex ZeroSoiled
ZeroSummed
SelfSouled
not not Other co-relationship.
Relationships feel too complex for mere words
she curiously replied aloud
again,
anyway.
HEALING RUNES
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Of all the stones that are stately mesmerizing
None can heal like my combined, energized hues
How through my iridescent rock I work wonders abating
Stress and strife clear muddy clouds of hardened blues,
Take my carnelian streaks, they are life’s reverberations…
Opening a shut and confused heart,
Nestle me on your lower spine, I’ll balance bodily vibrations
While making all your dark moods depart.
And since your heavy load weighs while walking
Through tranquil oaks; I have seen your view,
My moss agate upon your chest will come rolling
Upon your verdant slope, fresh forest calm rises true…
Like a rune that balances your chakras realigning
Please know this scared chunk can cleanse the scene;
Here are my jasper ringlets, no other gem can be pacifying…
Small or ridged, this is the power of my pink, yellow, green
Through ancient rites, my jewel is rarest, glistening
An ageless touchstone made also from malachite,
A leafy inner vein that restores deep spiritual calming
This shape rustling on snowflakes and splendor of sunlight…
That now, I gaze into ponds of your eyes bent while kneeling
My sphere of aura circles around bases of energy ‘s sheen
And know , no other gem or stone can help with healing…
Then take me in peace, your soul’s clear- quartz crystal beam.
© 2011 reserved
*Chakras: the major centers of spiritual power in the human body
and are circles of energy which balance the vortex of life
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For: Catie Lindsey
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