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I invented something quite peculiar
Last night
In my lucid dream
My neo commanded my allo-cortex
To prepare allusions to be downloaded
Upon returning to my physical presence
Caught in middle-sleep, guardians of satan
Were mocking the death and resurrection
Of Jesus Christ, shouting and laughingly
Pronouncing God The Father and Jesus
The Son as "the two lunatics"
Every direction I faced, the 'alien race'
Of towering blondes blocked my escape
Knowing I had lucidly dreamt a downloadable
File to be recovered once awake, I summarily
Accomplished this by attaching a small device
To the frontal-lobe side of my skull and
Activated the sensory-absorbing module
Instantly slipping back into my lucid dream
Allowing edits to be re-programmed
I was able to disrupt the satanic bonds
Holding me captive and cast out the
Demons that possessed me
Declaring the Lord Jesus Christ as my
Savior and Ruler of the Light that shall
Set man free!
Once again returning to my physical realm
I was even more determined to
Spread
His
Love
Upon
The World!
04.16.22
Lovely freshness showcases God’s wonders
Great Spring’s grand blessings, awesomely beauteous
Dulcet chirpings prevail over thunders
Gardens* assured of yields, indeed plenteous.
Fields cheerfully welcome budding bliss-sprouts
Below clouds like chiffon yearning for grace
Farms gladly gear themselves toward growth’s routes
Propelled upon heavenly power’s brace.
Re-birth highlights genuine spiritual spring
Marked by the Lord Christ’s resurrection might
With revivals that Holy Scriptures bring
Prodding souls toward transformation’s height.
Springing hope’s lace tied to faith fluorescence
Edifies new life’s marvelous essence.
*Isaiah 61:11 For as the earth bringeth forth her bud, and as the garden causeth the things that are sown in it to spring forth; so the Lord GOD will cause righteousness and praise to spring forth before all the nations.
March 4, 2019
7th place, "APRIL 2019 PREMIER 9..." Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 4/26/2019.
FATHER TO ELDER SON: ONCE MORE AGAIN
I am your father;
Let me not be a bother,
Nor your enemy:
Please come and visit with me;
My time here will soon not be:-
The compass of God,
Has never led one astray;
Satan’s does—each day:-
Be in God’s navigation;
And love’s resurrection:-
Have mercy on me,
And forgive me for my sins
Against God and thee:-
Love you more than you can know;
Forgive me before I go:-
Forgiveness of me
Is not about forgetting;
It’s about mercy:
For the pain you’ve given me,
God knows, I’ve forgiven thee.
I’ll die loving you,
I have lived life loving you:
God guiding me on:-
And as death takes me further,
Pray tell, greets from your brother:-
The Gardener’s Roses
by Michael R. Burch
Mary Magdalene, supposing him to be the gardener, saith unto him, “Sir, if thou have borne him hence, tell me where thou hast laid him, and I will take him away.”
I too have come to the cave;
within: strange, half-glimpsed forms
and ghostly paradigms of things.
Here, nothing warms
this lightening moment of the dawn,
pale tendrils spreading east.
And I, of all who followed Him,
by far the least . . .
The women take no note of me;
I do not recognize
the men in white, the gardener,
these unfamiliar skies . . .
Faint scent of roses, then—a touch!
I turn, and I see: You.
My Lord, why do You tarry here:
Another waits, Whose love is true?
Although My Father waits, and bliss;
though angels call—ecstatic crew!—
I gathered roses for a Friend.
I waited here, for You.
NOTE: I do not believe in Jesus as a “sacrifice” to a primitive “god” who demands the blood of innocents in order to “forgive” sins of his own making, if he created life. But I will not completely discount the hope that love can transcend death, although, like Thomas, I will have to see it to believe it. Keywords/Tags: Jesus, Christ, cave, grave, tomb, garden, gardener, rose, roses, angels, resurrection, Mary, Magdalene, love, heaven, Christian, religion
Clothed in deception you made your entrance at the dawn of earth’s history.
Through sin, you entered the world and our race has not been able to fathom your mystery.
You were to be the consequence of disobedience, but the deceiver promised Eve enlightenment.
When Cain killed Abel you claimed your first victim much to your heart’s content.
You have a penchant for claiming your victims en masse as in the cataclysmic flood.
Whether men or women, young or old, you do not care, all you want is humanity’s blood.
Your tools of trade are wars, famines, pestilences, and genocide.
O how many victims you claim with suicide, infanticide, and other forms of homicide.
Like a tyrant you rule as day follows night, subduing your victims with your power and might.
But the resurrection of Lazarus should give you hint, that your end is surely in sight.
Be warned you bully your dominion is not complete, Moses and Elijah point to a future time of sweet relief.
Soon to be realized by those who in Jesus place their firm belief.
In the fullness of time, you met your match when you came face to face with Jesus, God’s Son.
You and the grave conspired to hold him fast because if you succeeded the battle would be won.
He was battered and bruised and nailed to a cross, then he said, “It is finished” and gave up the Ghost.
Then it was your turn with Satan and demons, soldiers and sealed tomb, to be his eternal host.
The day of your triumph was the Preparation day called Friday
It was followed by the Sabbath, so in the tomb, He decided to stay.
Then came Sunday, the third day in earth’s womb.
Twas the day when our Savior came forth from the tomb.
He came forth with life original and unborrowed.
Then mocked and scorned you because you were swallowed,
by His glorious victory, which gives to His children a life of assurance,
that one day they will praise Him, for their glorious deliverance.
"Codex: RED"
Babylon, hear their tall voices
Legion swallows dark wings
Mystery through open windows calling
Gossamer threads she wears
Fresh and glistening, a wet cup to parched lips
Here, is the open gate - slick and fast
A Whore, like hot legs wrapped around the Sun in Man,
dimmed down through thrashing want
Mystery licks and swallows grace that once offered tongue to prayer
Babylon a billion voices rotating history lust for all,
does not spare a future heard too late
There She sits on her Red Beast, ten horns, all smiling eyes,
a tongue that licks with speak,
She, the kindred, possessing your minds with sharp teeth
Bookmarked Goddess Complex
an open invitation to the world
imprinted in skin, on brow, on tips of fingerprint, brain and blood data base
Desperately Seeking Sophia
Mother Goddess you'd give your everything for a long wet kiss,
A Stepford in the sack, invisible footprint in your dreams
A suckling breast offered openly to you,
You, all hungry infants feeding, the let-down pure magnetic wireless,
steel and soul dead, down loads, watching on-line in your cold beds;
The New Human Race numb born and raised
Mystery codex read in a nano second in binary perfection
bleeding buried alive online in the zero matrix
Codex: RED
Here is the Come Again Resurrection
Codex read
Mystery Babylon is stifled, all in the circuit of her courting,
her children and cousins, all familiars now
prostrate on knees far outreaching
Kali, seductive with the ripe fullness of her time,
offers her open gates to you, glistening and primed
She will milk and drink you all up
Thirsty for knowledge and dominance is her want
Deus ex machina
God in the Machine is ravenous,
She will never stop
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
1. Sophia/Goddess
2. Sophia/A.I.
3. Babylon
4. Mystery Babylon
5. Codex
6. Bible/ Book of Revelations
7. God
8. Religion
9. Humanity
10. Singularity
The devil, once beautiful, desired more,
His craving for power, a treacherous lure.
In the pursuit of dominion, he led with arrogance,
A path of darkness, where his soul was lost.
His charm masked a hunger insatiable,
An appetite for control, a desire unattainable.
As he reached for the heavens, his pride unfurled,
For he wished to be God, and dared to defy the divine order.
Cast down, he learned humility's cost,
None can be God but He alone,
A lesson too late for him to understand.
The once-glorious angel, in darkness, was lost.
His wings, once radiant, now shrouded in obscure night,
A celestial descent, away from the heavenly light.
The yearning for power, a haunting thirst,
Led him astray, and in despair, he was immersed.
Woe for sin, a serpent in Eden unfurled,
Woe for a glorious beauty, now corrupted and curled.
Woe for us, Earth's inhabitants in strife,
Living in fright and shame, a tumultuous life.
As tears drain from my eyes,
I woe for the unbelievers, lost in the night.
Woe for those who do wrong, thinking it's right.
Woe, for hell's flames do zealously burn,
A reminder that all must someday prepare
To face perdition's doom or perhaps grasp grace's robe.
Repent, ye nation of God, hear the call,
Repent, ye sons of the Most High, stand tall.
Fear not, don't panic in the darkest shade,
For Christ rose from the grave, our sins to fade.
He bore the weight, made our transgressions light,
To mend the wrongs, redeem the fallen's plight.
Once corrupted, we faced impending doom,
Yet now, by grace, our souls find room.
Let not guilt linger, let forgiveness flow,
For in Christ's sacrifice, new life does grow.
Repent and rise, let love and mercy guide,
In His resurrection, our salvation resides.
The First Six Months
January, you remind me to close the door to yesteryear
And to welcome the new entry ways you have for me
Febuary, I'm off and running, and not the least bothered by
Any resolutions that I did not make
March, I am filled with the energy you bring and the anticipation
for things just ahead
April, with a name like yours, how can I not see and feel the
Spirit of resurrection in the air? Ah April, how refreshing you are
May, I have seen and crossed many bridges, both the great and
Beautiful ones, but none serve up the service you deliver. Why,
You are the calm and silent one connecting and blending the warmth
Of Spring with the heat of Summer.
June, your name competes with April and I will say this: I am acquainted
With a lady name April, but one of my best friends has a wife name June.
She is one jewel of a person.
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Something Special
By Curtis Johnson
We all have seen it, heard it, or felt it, whether it was stationary or mobile.
I once read that the greatest sound we ever hear is the calling of our name.
I’m not sure about that, but without a doubt, I am certain about this one thing.
I had a sister who met an early demise; and she called my name like no other.
There was a certain sound and tone in her voice that arrested and captured me every time.
Perhaps she saw something special in me, but in reality, “the special” flowed from her.
Whatever she gained from me cannot compare with this deep and abiding memory of her.
When she uttered my name, the big three of love, respect, and admiration embraced me.
After Jesus' resurrection, Mary thought that Jesus was a gardener. She recognized him only when he called her by her name, "Mary".
The magic you experience may be totally different from Mary's or mine. What's important is that your "special" is uniquely designed for you.
This magic is unlike hidden materials of gold, silver, or precious stones, that are dug out, hunted for, or explored. It, like you, is an abiding treasure.
03082016 cj John. 20:11-16 PS
November 4 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Corinthians 1-2
Key Verse – 1Corinthians 1:3 Grace be unto you, and peace, from God our Father, and from the Lord Jesus Christ.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY GRACIOUS PEACE ENDOWER
Lord God, You are my grace and peace Source,
Who called me into Your perfect will
Thank You for enriching me spiritually against evil
With Your compassionate mercy along Calvary’s Hill
Surely enclosing my heart with divine thrill.
Lord God, You are my grace and peace Source,
Who brought me into Your vibrant fellowship
Thank You for instilling in me Your wisdom for true worship
With Your declaration to uphold me within Your offered friendship
Surely protecting my soul against worldly relationship.
Lord God, You are my grace and peace Source,
Who enlightens me by Your heavenly understanding
Thank You for enabling me to follow Your holy leading
With Your prudence that disputes foolishness so blinding
Surely illumining my vision to discern those pretending.
Lord God, You are my grace and peace Source,
Who saved me through Your sacrificial crucifixion
Thank You for redeeming me from sins’ hell-fire affliction
With Your power marked by Your grand resurrection
Surely assuring my eternity toward forever glorification.
Lord God, You are my grace and peace Source,
Who preserves me by Your cleansing righteousness
Thank You for encompassing me around Your sanctifying forgiveness
With Your pardon purging me of confessed filthiness
Surely transforming my life from worthlessness toward faithfulness.
Lord God, You are my grace and peace Source,
Who declares to me Your love’s excellency
Thank You for nurturing me to grow by Your provisions’ sufficiency
With Your teachings that nourish stewardship-persistency
Surely increasing my faith by Your miraculous fervency.
Lord God, You are my grace and peace Source,
Who desires me to draw nigh to Your heart
Thank You for quickening me for revival right from the very start
With Your plan that is so great; only You can fully impart
Surely insuring my victory against the adversary’s dart.
November 4, 2023