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Speech
Free speech,
is the power of one person,
to say, anything they like,
to have an opinion,
and to have it heard,
even if it is bad,
even if it is good,
it is the same.
Every person has a voice,
some speak to much,
some can not speak at all.
The difference,
the price of freedom...
fairly distributed among
the rich, the weak,
the poor,
the downtrodden.
The censored media,
cropping off the parts...
they do not care to address,
in favor of the ploys
they created
to make us believe,
what is not real
anywhere.
Critical thinking...
has been leashed,
and tied to a fire hydrant
in the public square.
He, or it...
is beaten daily,
to make sure
there is no life left
at all,
to fight.
Believe,
be still,
be silent...
Do as you are told.
You will not grow old,
as there are too many
of you.
There is not enough room for us,
those that know where the
food is kept,
underground in caves,
in the north,
in the south,
in the east,
and in the west.
Go hungry,
and starve.
It does not matter,
who...
you
are.
Jesus Christ truly was and is God's son
as God Christ is creator of the universe
He has no need of anything at all
Christ's riches evidence in Bible's verse
being the remedy for mankind's fall
This Jesus incarnate became man
but remained God in His fullness
heretics really go wrong at this point
which shows the root of their sinfulness
Christ became poor in becoming like us
adding His humanness to being divine
but suffering severely in His crucifixion
for us poor sinners, He's our living vine
Believers this is a mystery so sublime
Christ died for all our sins future and past
bringing salvation to sinners Jesus saves
for He out of love our sins has cast
The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ
though rich Jesus Himself became poor
to bring divine riches to us sinners
so receive heavenly blessings so pure
(For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though he was rich, yet for your sake, he became poor so that you by his poverty might become rich.)
2 Corinthians 8: 9 (ESV)
October 27 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Luke 12-13
Key Verse – Luke 12:21 So is he that layeth up treasure for himself, and is not rich toward God.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR ENABLING US
TO BE RICH TOWARD HIM
Praise be to God for enabling us to be rich toward Him:
Laying treasures in heaven
Leaving troubles of helplessness
Loving Him with His triumphant hope
Lighting testimony of health’s happiness
Living for Him with thanksgiving by His hoisting
Luke 12:42-43 Praise be to the Lord for helping us
to be His blessed servants:
Delighting in His work while worshipping Him along His wonders
Deciding according to His Word against wicked worldliness
Depending on His direction midst His watchfulness
Doing His will and discerning His ways
Dealing well by His wisdom
Luke 13:13 Praise be to the Saviour
for straightening us so we can glorify Him and:
Grow by His grace
Glow in His goodness
Give through His generosity
Go along His greatness-grandeur
Gear-up toward His guided governance. Amen!
October 27, 2024
From the Desk of
the President of
Pro Rassling Show LLC.
AS of 2-14-26 a deal between the company WiffleBall Earth and the Pro Rassling Show LLC. has been completed. As of 6;49 eastern standard time. A buyout of WiffleBall Earth has merged the two compaanies. The new Company will own 88 % of the exsisting company with the Board of Directer to own 22%. The deal gives the Pro Wrestling Guild a seat on the board of Directers with full voting rights. A contractaul qrik has been installed that could divide that seat into two and would give each person full voting rights(a tie breaker or permantant seat). The Board of Directers have opted to be in verse of the current conditions and the stae of the exsisting compnay.
Therfore as of todayall champions who were champions will still be champions, therechallengers and there ranking are now questionable . The monority independant companies who own minority share within our exsiting company have a 18 percent ownership of the Board of Directers stock this gives them the largest ownership of a the companies that comprise of entity. there fore. The Pro-Chore Organization that operates completly independant of our recognized company will have a Championship recognized within the framework of our exsiting programming. Ther "One World World Title" will be changed into the "One EarthLeague World Championship keeping it's World Champioship staatus and the rich history of there champions.Lucritive Dealings Inc. which is the companies name within the All-Pro Media Co. Will recognize the Company Championship which had been defuncted within the Pro Rassling ShowLLC. company. As of now the assets of Pro Media Usa, And Tall-Tales of International ( a media group) will recognize eur-Asia and Atlantic Pacfic South American Tagteam Wrestling. And the Oceans Indain and Pacfic Championships. The All Atalantic Region will now have a trophy instead of a Title at the request of the new Company. As of &:00 the Tile which had represented the company will no longer recognize it's champion as champion the number one contender will now carry the trophy and the Tile has be defuncted.
Signed the President
I need clear blue rivers of life
to not always flow away from me,
in some direction
I can't
or won't
go right now.
I need green commitments to home
to feel mutually nurturing,
sheltering,
organic,
peaceful,
cooperatively engaging
in nonviolent communion,
co-passionate integrity
of sacred emergent space.
I need the sky
to not always feel grey,
dampening my curious natural spirits.
Instead,
I want to always imagine,
as needed,
as invited,
as if sun summoned,
a radiant blue sky
singing reflections
of invisible spinning stars
on the other
lighter side
of deepest icy winter's
dense
dull
dark cloud bank
of settled in oppression.
I need rich black soil
to support my feet,
my nose,
my stomach,
green trees,
brightly colored plants
and amazing animated animals
giving back robust excretions,
reparations for past extractions,
borrowed co-investments
infesting EarthTribal
creolizing rich brown humus.
I need my rain-bowed neighbors
to notice
applaud
cheer
celebrate
when two elegantly athletic white swans
sensationally fly upstream
to hang out at our downtown harbor
where we eat
and drink,
rest
and float,
dream
and gloat,
on land
and sandy water,
at least side by side,
if not honking happy
swimming together.
The thrill of winning feels real
I’m chuffed coz I closed the deal
These haters got nothing on me
I told them that they can have all chips
Be it poor or rich
I’ll rather watch my six
Then be fingered for a snitch
I’ll be turning tricks
and be on a constant fix
On paracetamol or morpheme
Kind of drowsy and red eyed
Whole week in a bed I lied
An ulcer to leg left me in pain
Lying here all alone
I have to know that God sits on the throne
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Every second I waste is more than I can take no more
Tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you expecting of me
Put under the pressure walking in your shoes
All I want is to be more like me and less like you...
Form:
My Prayer For Today
Time to Reflect
Your Love I'll Ever Bear
The True Mother
How I Loved You
The Blessing
Being Honest
Silent Faith
Beats in the air
Green Oasis
Love shouldn't be so hard
- we'll all break
Daily Dose
Spread It All Around
One sip of Chai
Do It Your Way
In Flower Fields
You saved my soul
Angel Returned to Heaven
To the one I love
___________________
Poems From : "Best New Poems"
Written by :
Tom Wright
Sandra Weiss
Besma Riabi Dziri
Lady Labyrinth
Kenneth R. Merrill
Kurt Ravidas
Rich Rogers
Arturo Michael
Swetha Vangaveti
Emile Pinet
John Hamilton
Anthony Slausin
ilene bauer
Edward Ibeh
Silent One
Samuel Byrd
Nick Trim
Charmaine Chircop
Gladwin Mathebula
Ikwuegbu Ihuoma
(randomly selected titles)
25.07.2019
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20 Titles From 20 Friends Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Richard Lamoureux
4th place in the contest
An autumn pallet of colors so bright
Makes my heart sing with delight
When the weather gets cooler,
And the nights are so much darker
I dream of sitting with you by the fire
Crisp is the fall air that carries the scents
The perfume of summer long since spent
When the weather was much warmer
And the days were so much longer
I dream of you sitting with me by the fire
Gray days, cold and bundled in warm sweaters
Cheeks and hair kissed by the wind unfettered
Promise of holidays, families together
And the days will be so much more festive
I dream of holding you close by the fire
Apples and spices and tastes rich with the fall
Promise of snow and ice underlying it all
Then the nights will be bitter and cold
And the last of the year will turn sullen and old
But I dream of the warmth of your body by the fire
Leaves bright, and painted and beautiful decorating the trees
Gladdens the heart, opens the senses, emotions it frees
Each morning it dawns clean and exciting
And the autumn of the year becomes more enticing
As I dream of your eyes reflecting the light of the fire
You are to me, a beautiful gift, reminding me of what I gained
Mostly the good, the wonderful and sometimes of the pain
When I first met you, on the path of my life
And the journey we take, together tonight
As you feel my heart beat to the heat of the fire
An artist’s pallet can not capture the autumn colors
Of the changing seasons or the harvest moon’s pallor
The nights will be cold and the days much shorter
And I look forward to spring days on the horizon
As we hold each other’s souls in the flames of the fire.
After everything—
the childhood scars,
the broken promises,
the violence I survived,
the children I raised,
the love I gave that was never returned—
I’m still here.
You don’t know what it costs someone like me to keep showing up in a world like this.
To love when I’ve been hurt.
To hope when I’ve been forgotten.
To rise when I’ve been left behind.
No, I haven’t made perfect choices.
But I’ve made courageous ones.
I’ve made sacrificial ones.
And I’ve made them with a heart that never stopped trying.
If you’ve ever wondered what survival looks like—it looks like me.
Not polished. Not rich. Not untouched.
But real. Bruised. Awake. Alive.
And I still believe—somewhere in this life—there is softness meant for me.
Not chaos. Not cruelty. Just peace.
And I won’t stop reaching for it.
Not now. Not ever.
mm 04/25
Toward Material Trappings
Gold and silver upholds
true value capitalist money tree
Thrown down upon gaunt
lit alter of Midas,
treasured as current sea
Countless denominations
cashiered legal tender to grant
Rich Midas, who straddles
diamond compound,
billed as sacred Kant
Tickles with dollar signs
motley foolish crue scrambling
towards drawbridge gate
Pedestrians malingering
hungry thirst
for wealth of nations to satiate
Inexorable appetite
for wanton money to amass
Fuels reverence
all that glitters even brass
Whence madding crowd
behaviour cruel and crass
Deplorable if perceived
from one-way looking glass
Fool hardiness to revere
what beast called money,
lucre, and green back
Can buy - sweeping across
World Wide Web
scarring globe on fast track
Toward accumulating
high excess lavish life harried style
parade with pomp
and swiftly tailored circumstances while
Ninety nine percent
of less wealthy live hand to mouth
Envying those billeted
behind sealed mansions
east, west, north and south
Except this dollar less chap,
who could not give a rat’s tush
For ka-ching melodic sound
twenty four seven that does swoosh
In burlap sack clothes
and bank accounts preferring
to slog and push
Along boulevard of broken dreams
that resembles nothing but mush
Yet preference prevails
foregoing attachment
to government sanctioned loot
Freeing mind and body trying
to cherish voluntary simplicity,
which does suit
This quest for knowledge seeking writer,
who disparages
tooting his own horn
Nor imposing personal philosophy
that gives reason exuberantly to exhale
Versus vacuity and purposelessness
sans, blind faith toward Holy Grail
Goading most people to persevere
for millions of bucks over hill and dale
Despite owning next to nothing,
yet detaching psychological
bond that doth choke
Ability to experience unfettered psyche
likened to oxen iron bound yoke!