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Sister of the Himalayas, lovely in repose
A gentle dusting of snow cannot squelch her beauty
Her song is silent, she mesmerizes pilots,
Others may not recognize her, seeing a different mountain
We fly over, taking photos, there are awes and ahhhhhhs
We recognize her sweet tranquility for what it is
She is the queen of the range, ruling in her gorgeous slumber
Sh Someone says, wanting to capture her ambiance
Sister of the Himalayas, you have no conscious awareness
Of your influence on men and women in the sky
We travel past, looking out windows of paper airplanes
Doing our best to let you sleep
June 29 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 81-85
Key Verse – Psalm 81:1 Sing aloud unto God our strength: make a joyful noise unto the God of Jacob.
HEART THAT SINGS UNTO GOD OUR STRENGTH
Our heart sings unto God our strength for His loving favour
Surrendering our weakness in finishing an endeavour
While we strive toward perfection’s fervour
Ever grateful for His skillful molding savour.
Our heart sings unto God our strength for His granted prudence
Striving to listen to His counsel when faced with a seeming coincidence
While we choose permanence in His perfect will’s residence
Ever dependent on His wise providence.
Our heart sings unto God our strength for His ruling authority
Submitting our hard-headedness that’s devoid of humility
While we obey His instruction’s certainty
Ever compliant to His majestic sovereignty.
Our heart sings unto God our strength for His preserving knowledge
Staying in His doctrines despite unscriptural teachings of humanistic college
While we understand His plan we worshipfully acknowledge
Ever studious by His offered learning privilege.
Our heart sings unto God our strength for His driving grace
Seeking His help in our weariness along the Christian race
While we persevere with His strength’s brace
Ever ardent through His encouraging commendation-praise.
Our heart sings unto God our strength for His honourable standard
Settling our unworthiness as a called steward
While we work well although it is rigorously hard
Ever diligent along His excellent regard.
Our heart sings unto God our strength for His Biblical revival
Serving Him against pride of selfishness-interval
While we abide in His Word in our stewardship-triumph’s festival
Ever joyful in waiting for His grand arrival.
June 29, 2026
August 11 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Ezekiel 39-32
Key Verse – Ezekiel 30:6 Thus saith the LORD; They also that uphold Egypt shall fall; and the pride of her power shall come down: from the tower of Syene shall they fall in it by the sword, saith the Lord GOD.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY PRIDE’S CONQUEROR
Lord God, You are my pride’s Conqueror with Your powerful grace
Thank You for bringing me out from hell’s wrathful embrace
Always breaking the chains of my worldly race
While rescuing me from desolation of sinfulness’ trace.
Lord God, You are my pride’s Conqueror with Your supreme ruling
Thank You for setting me to respond to Your heavenly calling
Always freeing my heart from arrogance-spoiling
While causing me to bud forth midst threats of falling.
Lord God, You are my pride’s Conqueror with Your great service-fire
Thank You for lifting me up from captivity’s drowning mire
Always stretching my reach-out pursuits to what You divinely require
While helping me against feelings to quit and retire.
Lord God, You are my pride’s Conqueror with Your inspired Word
Thank You for protecting me by Your Scripture’s sword
Always beautifying my virtues with Your forgiveness record
While sanctifying me by Your mercy You alone can afford.
Lord God, You are my pride’s Conqueror with Your assured promises
Thank You for enlightening me to give You my praises
Always filling my worship with Your joy that blesses
While delivering me from unbelief by Your caring forces.
Lord God, You are my pride’s Conqueror with Your omnipotent might
Thank You for pardoning me of my confessed transgression-blight
Always teaching my mind to learn from Your wisdom’s insight
While illumining me with Your truth, perfectly right.
August 11, 2023
eYes and reading that Again
I realized with both my eyes
that an S was there behind the LightS
One ruling day and the Other Night
The greater the lesser I don’t believe
considering the stars are in Visible Eves
and knowing too that indeed there ARE two
would depend on where We know to View.Them too.
Genesis ;)~
1 First God, made heaven & earth…
2 The earth was without form and void and darkness was upon the face of the deep
... The Spirit Of …God was moving…
4 And God saw that the light was good and God selected the light in the darkness
8 And God called the reflection, Heaven. And there was evening and there was morning.
16 God made two great lights to see the day and dream at night
32 Thus the heavens and the earth were finished, and all the host of them
....were A Just Write.
33 And on the seventh day God finished the work and rested;) ~
.Y… you ask was this d’One?... SO…I’m guessing…
25 …we could BE. nake d; together
Form:
I'M ALIVE: ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK:
Yeah,
shadout to you,
A-yi...Ayisi.
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.
Big ups,
A-yi...A-yi...A-yi...Ayisi.
Hey...yeah...yeah...yeah!
VERSE 1:
Yeah...hey,
S3 ni a 3ti3 bi aa,
Life goes on,
So I ma live my life.
(I ma live my life)
"Y3 si, y3 si",
And so what?
M'akyi as3m.
M'as3m na aba a,
Mo nka bi.
No matter what,
3b3'twam.
I ain't give a damn.
Misconceptions ruling populace,
Integrity is now debased.
So almost everyone's fake.
Masa, no be what you go say,
Wey I go take.
Abeg give me way.
(Give me way, give me way)
CHORUS:
Din pa y3 sini ahonya.
Nti, "y3 si y3 si"
No be part of me.
(Wan n'3si?)
Kyir3, I'm alive.
I ain't give a damn.
(I'm alive)
Need no co-sign,
'cause in my closet I'm really fine.
Time with family,
Few friends, and God's love:
That's divine.
(I'm alive)
VERSE 2:
Nothing gets me deprived,
Na as3m pa n'3y3.
I'm like a bee in a hive,
Bra b3 so me hw3.
Strong and brave; I'm alive.
Yehowa na ay3.
(Strong and brave; I'm alive)
Sober in God's hands,
No attention for fake fans.
Heaven dey replenish my buns.
I live by grace, not by chance.
CHORUS:
Din pa y3 sini ahonya.
Nti, "y3 si y3 si",
No be part of me.
(Wan n'3si?)
Kyir3, I'm alive.
I ain't give a damn.
(I'm alive)
Need no co-sign,
'cause in my closet I'm really fine.
Time with family,
Few friends and God's love:
That's divine.
(I'm alive)
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK:
Nny3 ni a omo ka na me tie.
Asaase aban.
I dey live my life,
'cause I'm alive.
(Yeah...yeah... yeah)
(I'm alive)
CHORUS:
Din pa y3 sini ahonya.
Nti, "y3 si y3 si"
No be part of me.
(Wan n'3si?)
Kyir3, I'm alive.
I ain't give a damn.
(I'm alive)
Need no co-sign,
'cause in my closet I'm really fine.
Time with family,
Few friends, and God's love:
That's divine.
(I'm alive)
My dear children please ponder this,
For something has gone far amiss.
I bore you and I nurtured you
And this I was so proud to do.
And then all through your infant days
I taught you what were proper ways.
You played in pleasant pastures green,
And in the woods and in the stream.
You always loved to watch the bee,
Feeding upon the nectar free.
You were as one with all nature;
Your spirit being a real treasure.
But you have grown and you have changed,
From nature you’ve become estranged.
From proper ways you drift away.
Your morals now are in decay.
And your thinking has turned corrupt
Leaving your spirit now bankrupt.
You turn against your natural roots,
And simply do not care two hoots.
You crave vulgar symbols of wealth
For you have now lost your real self.
Your shallow values surely show.
Your higher-self has become low
And your subconscious shouts out loud,
“Admire me for I am proud.”
The greed bug is ruling your mind
And to your real soul you are blind.
You exploit every earth resource,
Taking what you want by brute force.
My children, you bring me much stress.
My spirit you surely depress.
At first my hopes for you were high
But now you bring tears to my eye.
From precious place we call the earth
You plundered everything of worth
In the belief that this planet
Is here to fill your own pocket.
My dear children please ponder this,
For something has gone far amiss.
September 1 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Ezekiel 9-12
Key Verse – Ezekiel 9:4 And the LORD said unto him, Go through the midst of the city…
FAITH IN GOD WHO STAYS IN OUR MIDST
God stays in our midst with His omniscient eyes
Indeed, beholding our hearts of truth as well as lies
Even checking us in our doubts along our ifs and whys
For our faith’s anchor upon righteousness-ties.
God stays in our midst with His radiant light
Indeed, illumining our minds by His Scriptures’ delight
Even rebuking us against unbelief toward skepticism-flight
For our faith’s trust in Him in our daily plight.
God stays in our midst with His vibrant truth ever
Indeed, upholding our salvation by His divine forever
Even assuring us eternal security no one can sever
For our faith’s stand that He will forsake us never.
God stays in our midst with His steadfast mercy
Indeed, securing our souls by His love’s fervency
Even protecting us against afflicting insufficiency
For our faith’s commitment to abide in His excellency.
God stays in our midst with His sovereign leadership
Indeed, ruling over our lives by His offered relationship
Even comforting us around His warm fellowship
For our faith’s joy to worship Him along His granted stewardship.
God stays in our midst with His jubilant compassion
Indeed, directing our victory-steps through His supervision
Even guarding us against attacking sin-oppression
For our faith’s safety while overcoming perversion.
God stays in our midst with His lawful glow
Indeed, teaching our choices for blessings’ flow
Even cheering us to win over distress-arrow
For our faith’s hope in conquering attacking sorrow.
September 1, 2025
so many unknown variables to consider for such a tasking pursuit
a conditional ‘If’ but what if ‘whether’ reigns in a supreme challenge
conjectures battle refutations and synapses blocked in surrender
as long as suppositions succeeded in their hypothetical contemplation
the world may as well be flat and circle unhappily one of its moons
the ‘I’ would be futile a self negating deprecation on auto-destruct
and endless loop of no Self on a path to nowhere and nothingness
not of Buddha like Nirvana but hell on earth as we know it too well
a spinning confusion of gravity with levitation spared its flight of fancy
when meditation and pondering could not lift the soul above the mind
‘ruling’ that wishes to overcome suppression domination and power
appears a futile concept when freedom should be the ultimate aim
of course anarchy holds its merits but people cling to being governed
by false leaders fake news and an insatiable need for crude abdication
in an attempt to cast responsibility and shred all courage and hope
‘the’ poses the question of this or that where and when whether at all
a simple adverbial adjective refusing to rest on quiet incomplete duty
bereft of solitary meaning and such an imposter of clarity and precision
no stand alone metaphor of context and contingency lost in the process
but the planet needs answers and I do not give up easily if besieged
is there a ‘world’ out there a compass and globe in my restless attempts
to understand question emphasize deconstruct and give a sweet home
to live up to its promises and dreams as opposed to terminal decline
word has it that there are only illusions betrayal and survival of the fittest
engulfed in delusions conflagrations raging inferno straight from its core
‘I’ if it was able to resist compartmentalization of Ego Super Ego and Id
might not want the elusive generational torch snuffing out a last breath
maybe I am overthinking under emoting and have surrendered in vain
to lost beauty and a vacuum of distant echoes of an unforeseeable future
therefore I conclude that if I was the ruler I would ask my kids for advice
14th August 2020
Life can be a different nightmare
when philo-sophias self-righteously
uprightly leave us behind
so long in search of success
measured in wealth of commodified acquisitions
rather than health of natural/spiritual capitalization
of virtuously co-managed left/right
co-balancing cooperative structures
for co-investing future resilience,
Like a thirsty hummingbird
living in a too-red environment,
Like dissonant notes
hiding in a too-rich symphony,
Community, communion investing in health
not as ordered by MotherEarth
as demonic TaskMaster of perpetual raw-spot punishment
in perpetually vicious win/lose competitions
against past and future disgraced generations,
rather than wealthy sacred interdependent venerations.
Philosophers and politicians
preachers and prophets
parents and their prey
might instead invest in Earth rights and lefts
as our dance and play Mother
embracing more cooperative win/win choreography,
ecological theologies of color
and scale,
More of a sweet spot multigenerational tango
searching out climatic self-governing unity
rather than a righteous raw spot monocultural war
of nightmartish lose/lose uniformity
unto climate collapsing apocalypse,
Mortality of life
giving way to ecocentric wise dancing regenerations
of local through global multicultural Earth,
enjoying nature more cooperatively-managed,
never competitively-owned in spiritualized theories
of universal Yang Domination
with too complexly uniform marching into fragmented war orders
over-ruling uniting invitations
into win/win multigenerational YinDance,
Now wiser about distinguishing
between individualistic capitalism,
supporting business as usual
monoculturally colonizing patriarchy
And Earth's cooperative capitalization,
actively inviting natural/spiritual
sweet spot win/win dialogue
more than raw spot,
Who is the biggest Loser of vanishing success?
academic debates
Confusing wealth requirements
with healthy response to
What is winning?
Since before liberating philosophers
severed natural nutritional eco-healthy balance
from spiritually robust wealthy ego-investment.
Life in and on Earth's resonant ecosystems
can be a different nightmare
when philo-sophias self-righteously
upright leave us behind
so long in search
of health's wealthiest eco-political success.
About the deal with Iran. It will all change, of course
“Yes, yes, we won!” But wait a second
We’re told “have faith” and also “recon”
It’s why and how - and did we really?
Don’t question nothing, you’d be silly
“We won the war against Iran!”
Them to surrender was the plan
They didn’t, insolent and brash
The nukes of theirs never smashed
“Oh, we reopened oil trade”
Which never stopped and didn’t fade
“Rise up and fight” - off Donnie’s lip
“Break free of ayatollah’s grip”
“We’d help, and let the freedom reign”
We didn’t, thousands got slain
All while Persians trusted us
My country tossed them under bus
Gulf states be left to own device
They trust U.S. and pay the price
“Unfinished business” cries Zion
But mighty fleet may soon be gone
The wounded beast shall rise again
They bought the time to cause new pain
To even score with all involved
What have we won, what got resolved?
The ruling clique is getting dough
For never yield and saying ‘no’
The huge amount they reveal
From one who itched to make a deal
U.S. lose face, we act inept
They push B.S. and we accept
One doesn’t walk out on a war
End what you start so war's no more
Trump's kicking can along the road
For our kids this mess is sowed
Oh, you be damned, the Middle East
Forever landmines, turns and twists
We won, or did we? Who can tell
Betray, reverse, abandon, sell
Agreement’s weak and mostly noise
By Brooklyn real estate boys
16 June 2026