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Premium Member HEART THAT COMES TO THE LORD

July 28 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Isaiah 1-4

Key Verse – Isaiah 1:18 Come now, and let us reason together, saith the LORD: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.

HEART THAT COMES TO THE LORD

Our heart comes to the Lord for His molding
Toward holiness-upholding
To transform us from sinful bending
Truly keeping us within His guarding.

Our heart comes to the Lord for His perfecting
Toward heavenly pursuits’ directing
To teach us from worldly time-wasting
Truly training us within His instructing.

Our heart comes to the Lord for His refining
Toward faith-strengthening
To lead us from vain complaining
Truly working in us within His planning.

Our heart comes to the Lord for His affirming
Toward calling’s charge-performing
To move us from purposeless dreaming
Truly loving us within His reforming.

Our heart comes to the Lord for His making
Toward fulfillment-embarking
To build us up from character wrecking
Truly forming us within His tasking.

Our heart comes to the Lord for His doing
Toward Gospel seed-sowing
To enable us from empty plowing
Truly blessing us within His going.

Our heart comes to the Lord for His accomplishing
Toward soul-flourishing
To pull us from eternal perishing
Truly cleansing us within His pardon of offense-washing.

July 28, 2026


Magic Strom

Verse: (32 bars)

Yo, listen up I'm bout to set your mind free, with a rhyme spree Gravity heavy, pull you in, let my mind bleed Expressive poetry, purposeful wisdom in my arsenal Multiverse theories, monumental reflections beyond college

Shine the light on what's right In the darkness, we walk hand in hand through the night The journey of life, a spectrum of strife Crossing oceans and mountains, changing seasons in our sight With the power of connection, resurrecting the lost connection Between heart and mind, greater heights, higher dimensions

Chorus: Hey, woo (repeat) Alright, baby (repeat) Oh, yeah (repeat) I can make the pain disappear And I can erase the past, oh I can make the future shine so bright And I can make Right

Verse 2: You feelin' down and dejected? Confused? Hopeless? No worries, I got the cure, the antidote for those stressors Open your mind, flip those mental blinders Unlock new perceptions, peep the universe's designers

Live your life like a river, flowin' free and abundant Every thought and intention an intentionally plentiful substance Chakra alignment, purify your aura, vibrate high Learn to see the beauty in the silent symphony of the sky

Chorus: Hey, woo (repeat) Alright, baby (repeat) Oh, yeah (repeat) I can make the pain disappear And I can erase the past, oh I can make the future shine so bright And I can make Right

Verse 3: You think it's over, think again, unravel your cocoon Break free from the past, embrace the playbook of the moon Harness the power of nature, be one with the trees Unleash the authentic you, cherish your destined avenue

Serenity in the storm, survival beyond the wreck Flex your inner warrior, sharpen your intellect With a pen in your hand, every bar transform Revolution through creativity, spiritual imagery forming and reforming

Chorus: Hey, woo (repeat) Alright, baby (repeat) Oh, yeah (repeat) I can make the pain disappear And I can erase the past, oh I can make the future shine so bright And I can make Right

Premium Member Reimaging History

Historic ReImagining

We need only travel back in time
through our active historic imagination
to see all organic life systems
re-merging and re-emerging
to invite and envelop our ego-centers today

Reborn of ancient EarthTribe families,
cooperatively deep relearning co-acclimators
acclaiming and reforming ecovillage resilient lessons
together

More therapeutically stone soup
than competing throwing stones against
each sacred Other's nutritious journey
from secular Now
to mythic Then
and sacred Back
re-emerging yet again

A historic series 
of more WinWin fortunate 
and fewer LoseLose unfortunate events
producing who you have become
so far
polyculturally Here
with polypathic EarthRights Now.

President Trump

P- Proudly he stood, the nation's choice
R- Ridged in debate, a powerful voice
E- Eager to lead, with promises bold
S- Serving a vision, both new and old
I-  In the spotlight, he rose to fame
D- Determined and fierce, in a political game
E- Energizing his base with rallies aflame
N- Negotiating deals, a businessman’s flair
T- To rally his base, engaging with care

T- Trump to stimulate economic plan
R- Reforming the status, with policies grand
U- Uniting supporters across this vast land
M-Making his mark, a controversial reign
P- Progress and strife, through triumph and pain

© daniel miltz
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Mope

Gas prices are too high
Grocery stores have empty shelves
Everything to expensive to buy
The world on the edge of total war

Small business with shutter doors
People worried about what they say
News depressing and unreal
Does anything matter now a days

Government spending money we don't have
Future generations to be debt slaves
The rich get richer absolute greed
The poor get poorer as they bleed

Faith and goodness mocked and scorned
Children brainwashed as families torn
Government worried about borders a world away
While our own invaded every single day

Politicians and corporations working for the CCP
Our government crooked and mad crazy
Media only lies lies lies
Will our republic survive

Turn off everything and just lie down
Lazy Sunday mopping around
Pray as revolutions on arise
Civil war brewing as democracy dies

A voice from the wilderness comes through
Freedom lives through you
The people reforming as a single mass
Time to kick some Globalist ass
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member My God, Thank You For Amending My Ways

July 28 Scripture Meditations Based on Jeremiah 7-10

Key Verse – Jeremiah 7:3 Thus saith the LORD of hosts, the God of Israel, Amend your ways and your doings, and I will cause you to dwell in this place.

MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR AMENDING MY WAYS

Thank You for amending my ways according to Your molding
Toward holiness-upholding
To transform me from sinful bending
Truly keeping me within Your guarding.

Thank You for amending my ways according to Your perfecting
Toward heavenly pursuits’ directing
To teach me from worldly time-wasting
Truly training me within Your instructing.

Thank You for amending my ways according to Your refining
Toward faith-strengthening
To lead me from vain complaining
Truly working in me within Your planning.

Thank You for amending my ways according to Your affirming
Toward calling’s charge-performing
To move me from purposeless dreaming
Truly loving me within Your reforming.

Thank You for amending my ways according to Your making
Toward fulfillment-embarking
To build me up from character wrecking
Truly forming me within Your tasking.

Thank You for amending my ways according to Your doing
Toward Gospel seed-sowing
To enable me from empty plowing
Truly blessing me within Your going.

Thank You for amending my ways according to Your accomplishing
Toward soul-flourishing
To pull me from eternal perishing
Truly cleansing me within Your pardon of offense-washing.

July 28, 2022
Form: Rhyme

The Dictionary Equals Logophile's Paradise

Nope reforming hardened criminal donning
scarred face, manacles jailhouse stripe, et cetera
nor taming screwish incorrigible guttersnipe
ain't most difficult enterprises
entailing me to wipe
dripping sweat from my hoary brow,

neither primary tsoris,
(i.e. Yiddish, asper in woeful gripe),
but reading tome thick as stovepipe
hat, I declare constitutes most grueling task
paging thru compendium of words A thru Z
may rank less purposeful than bovine tripe.

not surprisingly causing mine gray matter
(more'n fifty shades), to wanna up and scatter
fist size shot thru unnecessarily subjected
to feel like oversaturated blatter
vehemently aggrieved mad as a hatter
to appease, boost and flatter

ever shrinking fanbase blithely bandying
faux poetic pitter patter
trumpeting expansive vocabulary
enlivened, leavened, seasoned... smatter
ring poem to expressive affinity
how bajillion combinations
twenty six letters one can splatter

casually incorporating multisyllabic
word such as sesquipedalian
less to boast more so to chatter
up food for thought perhaps...
infect reader to accrue fatter
vocabulary than mine

actually rather paltry yoke cant argue
yukon (albeit figuratively) tatter
with little effort hen even
offer as hors d'oeuvres
to this storied scribbling wildcatter.

Premium Member Entropy

It was another grey stone winter.
Menacing Queen Beira terrorized the countryside.
We traveled the winding cobblestone way,
the grey stone winter way. 

We believed in anything to get us through the murk,
anything to overlook our disintegration.
We sought patterns, convictions, decrees within the chaos
until all our candles blew out.

We believed in believing and we thought it worked,
so it must have. 
When the Queen ended her wrath, we felt the warm balm
of spring restoring our faith in life and order
but the second law of thermodynamics was not reversible.

Our animated order of life expended more energy,
By delaying decay we paradoxically tended toward it,
Like snakes, we shed our skins,
transforming, reforming until death. 

The impressions lingering from our consciousness
seek new venues,
we know not the dimensions of these new spectral landscapes.
Not created, not destroyed, our energy transcends 
only by the menacing queen.

The notion of performance doesn't belong to nature

The notion of performance
Isn't the trait of nature 

The notion of performance
Doesn't belong to nature
What differs machine and science
We will find out with no razor

The notion of performance
Isn't the trait of nature 
Logic and sense reforming
We do understand the danger

The sharp edge with minimal factors
Encompass does not complexities
Black or the white your judgement
Versus makes truth your unethical

What for do I need your zeroes
What for do I need the ones
Computer and I play Osiris
Repair your imbecile stance

Is their job MY computer
Shall we to cook the cook
Removing associations
Will we be using spook

Bark my friend with tail at cars
They don't care about us
Veterinary cloud choose you
Or adopt the pet
Drink water from the bottle
I will produce the set

Milk fat
© Kate Kelly  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Zilch-Chapter 2-Hatch

No slits watching, the lumps draw near
Reforming slowly, the Peak becomes clear
Forming fingers, then twitchy toes
Returning quickly, from Smith's Repose

Streaky strips of pus aligned
On a cage organically mined
Stars above a starless glove
Where fingers coil to give a shove

Lumps leap down from the Seat
Toes and fingers, strike and meet
Wilting flowers with every catch
Further, further, 'til it feels a latch

Writhing round the handle's shape
It has no strength as a mangled cape
Searching inwards, with no eyes
"A SiNgLe pRoBlEm HoLdS mAnY LiEs"

Like how the plant changed temperaments
The carcass embraces the elements
Hugging the hatch, its metal form
A searing goo begins to swarm.

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