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...This was the end of Rob’s fantastic tale,
we stood their blinking and scratching our heads,
then Rob leapt up with the vigor of youth,
when merely minutes ago he’d been dead!
He said,”I’ve got to go tell the world about this!”
at that same moment that man tried to leave,
his coworkers had to talk the man down,
and let us doctors check him medically.
But we found nothing was wrong with his head,
we turned him loose to go back to his home,
within a week he had started preaching,
within three months had followers of his own.
Most of the religions cried “Heresey!”
They would not yield to a doctrinal change,
but followers heard this tale of forgiveness,
and their reactions came in a wide range.
Some claimed he made excuses for evil,
called him a new flavor of Satanist,
that without a devil to corrupt man
what called evil just couldn’t exist.
Others claimed it was proof of God’s greatness,
the no being was beyond His power,
if He could forgive the Devil himself
then it would just help people’s faith flower.
If He would not give up on Satan’s sin,
then He would never break his trust in us;
but then some would say Satan fled our evil,
and that our ‘curse of free will’ was the cause.
Now the secular folk thought it good fun
to watch believers tear themselves apart,
was this the end of the faiths we all knew?
Or simply a new theology’s start?
Folks have asked me, since I witness all this,
if I have insight to help them decide
whether the Devil is back in Heaven,
or if these are rants from a man who near died?
Part of my thinks it must be the latter,
then I remember that Rob’s alive at all...
How does a man walk off without a scar
when he fell from a spot twenty feet tall?
All I can say is,”I’m just a doctor,”
and much of this,”I still cannot explain.”
Has the Devil himself been forgiven,
or is Rob Abermarle friggin’ insane?
Insanity
Our today society
Many are afraid of truth
It threatens them system
Their propaganda agendas
Manipulation and programming.
They get into your mind
Through the media's
Religions, government and more
Same Jesus, different denomination
Dividing Christianity
Forgetting Christianity
Without Jesus, is religion bondage.
The news, all created
Some true, others manufactured
Just to create scenes and to program the mind
Giving the gossipers and jobless
Topic and message to spread around.
Even me trying to tell plenty
In few lines
It's not easy to understand
Some will say crazy, a lazy writer
When words are too much it becomes void.
We studied history and what we found
millennias in which war oppression tyranny abound
wars of religions politics and conquering men
violence destruction to Lord over their kin
Murder was rampant by all priests and kings
formidable weapons firearms tormenting things
those who designed torture for bodies called church
the lair of demons where the ravenous perch
Greed and abuse and fornication prevail
the assault on the senses this mindless assail
so few in the books found worthy of praise
even Socrates wisdom found shortened days
The depravity of Sodom again sees it's raise
for modern times man hasn't escaped these ways
you may not view a child in burnt offerings fire
but your neighbor will destroy just to reach higher
Technology and convenience can never change man
no law or potentate ever proved can
historians of the past were dictated by ruler
deleted the info that proved they were crueler
The distraction of materialism and it's convention
cannot change hearts or criminal prevention
men cloak their thoughts with lies and disguise
the women of today have become equally unwise
To the writing of books there is no end
that knowledge alone cannot hearts mend
to change our way God his Son did send
for Life in us seeks he to defend
Conspiracy theory cannot be denied
Lucifer to the first woman he lied
the mind needs food and absorbed that thought
and ever since then lies have been taught
God has set a theocracy for kingdom to rule
144,000 kings and priests will be his tool
to Serve mankind and those of resurrection
until they reach the state of original perfection
For God will gather all things in his Son
who died so that our freedom be won
Love by Way of Truth an Life prevail
and nothing will this kingdom assail
sources Matt 20_25-28 21:12-16
Matt chptr 23 Apocalypse 4:18-22
chptr 7 Ephesians 1:1-23
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
Religious dogma, be it any faith,
any handed down belief,
any once sincere doctrine
now has but one purpose
and that is to
hide God from yourself.
By doing so
it controls your freedom
of self-inquiry,
demands that your blind faith
is better than seeing, than knowing.
Religion wants you to seek
but never find,
to follow a ritualistic way
and be awed by the path ahead
but never take that path.
All religions have great truths in them,
but the greatest truths are deliberately buried
too deep for the faithful to find.
until they come to see
that crumbling wall around their own power of knowing,
That those notions of hell and sin
are a religiosity created only by fear.
If you have to,
respectfully, reverentially,
break that doctrinal wall down,
and not one ancient brick at a time
but in one hammer blow
of adamantine of insight.
Lovers have each other so they,
will never have to be alone.
A king has his tall stone castle,
where he can sit upon his throne.
Musicians have their instruments,
and a singer will have a song.
Religions will have holy books,
to teach them about right and wrong.
The poets have their words to give,
the baker has a cherry pie.
The dreamers have their dreams to dream,
pilots fly their planes through the sky.
The artists have their paint brushes,
and sculptors have their marbled rocks.
Teachers have their eager students,
tinkers have their toasters and clocks.
People come in many colors,
and in every shape and size.
But I can’t help but wonder when,
we’ll ever come to realize.
It’s time we stop seeing the world,
in black, white, yellow, brown or red.
Each one has a different way,
of how their book of life gets read.
What makes us think that we are right,
while others will always be wrong.
Or that we will know the best way,
to tell people where they belong.
What makes me think that I can tell,
anyone how it should be done.
When I have so many battles,
with myself that I have not won.
We must learn to love and let love,
before we’ll ever really live.
We must stop taking a bit more,
than we’re ever willing to give.
Every person should be free,
to just let their lives go around.
But all I can see are people,
just putting other people down.
We have had nightmarish experiences,
Of fighting two worst world wars already.
Both wars involved military alliances
Between different groups of countries.
The first one was fought against colonialism;
The second was due to ideological differences.
Though, the methods of warfare were different,
In these wars, millions of people lost their lives.
Yet, we haven’t learnt any lessons from them.
A critical phase, now the world is passing through;
Based on religions and regions nations are divided.
For silly reasons, one country hates the other,
One nation occupies the territories of others.
For selfish motives, one intimidates the other,
Cooperation and coordination, they know not.
Proper friendly relations, they maintain not;
Exhibiting nuclear power, one threatens the other.
Today, the world is on the verge of World War three.
It’s time to stand united and fight against wars,
For the welfare and survival of our future humanity.
Life is nothing but learning good lessons,
From our past irreversible bad experiences.
Ancient people believed in myths,
so they created images of gods
worshiping them in beautiful temples...
but they refused to bow down
and worship the Omnipotent Spirit
who breathed life into Adam and Eve.
They didn't see the powerful cosmos
working in the infinite universe,
so they left their fate to the hands of gods
making up tales to honor them;
and not seeing all that the eyes saw in reality,
they rejected the belief of that Source.
And like them, some believe that everything
we see in night visions: stars and planets aligned so perfectly,
were created by a big explosion some billion of years ago,
thus rejecting the existence of a Creator...
and out of thousands of religions, only one attributed it to the true God;
even today most people follow in their footsteps, giving their souls to modern idols.
All religions speak of spiritual warfare
Usually best understood as an inner struggle
Of discerning what is true
And what is false, within one’s own heart
Within one’s own life and actions.
But there is an exoteric meaning as well
As good and evil struggle in the world around us.
Modern people have no problem defining good
But increasingly have trouble with defining evil.
Maybe this is because we have increasingly
Become evil ourselves.
Let’s let that sink in;
We have become evil.
And in being increasingly infected by evil
We can only see ourselves as good
Living the good life, fighting the good fight,
Not against actual evil,
But against straw boogiemen
In the name of social justice.
What is social justice after all?
A vague sense of democratic (mob) rule.
Real justice isn’t social
(Some majority defined morality)
And it isn’t cosmic
(Some idealistic projection of universal morality)
It is simply the rule of law,
With justice being dependent on laws
And their equal application.
But real spiritual war exists
In the world and within ourselves,
And it is a battle
Between good and evil.
Each of us always has the choice
To choose a side and fight
Or defect any time we want
Change our mind, change our heart, life and direction.
The choice is always ours.
(10/1/25)
mama
I wanna honour you today,
high up the sky i hold your name
and here in my imperfect verses
i come in front af all and say!
mama
you mean the world to me,
you fill my life with never ending glee,
you give me warmth you give me care
you give me love enough to share,
you give me wisdom of the unknown
you re my queen my precious stone,
you give me strength to carry on
tower of courage in dusk and dawn.
mama
Your hands brushing my face
protecting me , leaving me space,
for me to grow mature and nourish,
your tender heart reflects pure polish.
mama
How kind you are humble and true,
no one can treat me as good as you,
i still remember- when gone to sleep,
you used to come cover my feet.
mama
You thought me right from wrong,
to Jesus christ we all belong,
you thought me love kindness to all,
brothers sisters fathers mothers
other religions respect the others,
hug all the rainbows sweet human colours.
sweet mama- never saw prejudice
never saw hate in your blue eyes
love love and love ,give give and give
you precious diamond ,never say lies
is your advice whilst cooking for me
delicious pies,sweet sour rice.
mama,mother!
i love you so,you always glow,
and when day comes
for us to part i keep you carved,
footprint in my beating heart,
those footprints i follow today and tomorrow
till we live and let go meeting again in
land of no sorrow
mama
a jewel ,a diamond ,a pearl,
never ending love flows
from mum to her girl
mama
a rose, a daisy, a daffodil you are!
scenting lightning my heart
shining radiant as bright as a star,
forming my soul,that is your role!
making me who i am today
i now thank God and pray
to keep his hands upon you,
Bless you all the way!
and when time comes for you to sleep
there shall be no cry no weep,
cos an instrument of love you"ve been
God puts you on a throne a happy queen
mama
how great you are
radiant angel
my guardian angel
you are
and i want to say it loud,i wanna shout it out
i love you from the bottom of my heart
and thankyou for being --YOU---MOTHER
mama--- my love
Happy Mother's Day--EVERYDAY
I LOVE YOU--INHOBBOK MA
----------------------------------------------------------------CHARMA
Form:
I travelled to New York in December of that year
Flying over the Atlantic as the world began to fear
Panic was in abundance as religions declared their all
About the Mayans and 2012 for their writings depict our fall
I flew into JFK, just a Highlander holidaying loon
Booking into my hotel, unknowing of tomorrows strewn
I settled into the night, turning on the news
The channels were reporting the possible, leaving me confused
I awaken very early, it's now December the 21st
The sky appears to be yellow, like the sun has finally burst
I'm seventy stories up, and the hotels in violent shake
I hear loud drones above so it cannot be a quake
Dark shadows pass my window, although it's early morn
I start to think back to the news last night, is this earths forewarn
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