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NEVER JUDGE
Never randomly judge someone who you have never even met
Such judgments tend to be mistaken theories often based on anxiety
then some times they end up being infuriating
Base not random judgments on fear but attitude because any one person
whom you think is trouble might turn out to have a stance which kills
your aimless rulings causing you regret
If for some unknown reason you must judge me even negatively
first ask me what my honest opinion is about something then base
your verdict on my answer and never forget what the Messiah said-
“Do not judge and you will not be judged.”
I stole millions but boy, I am proud!
Crowds just love me, I guess!
Even writing a book, people adore me, for crying out loud.
Learned that criminality, pays, no duress!
The Lion of Power is all the rage these days.
Lies and crushing peoples rights is de jour.
We've silenced millions in their social media haze.
Our latest, doubled masked wearing rage.
Of course, mass media is our left arm.
They are liars posing as the Ministry of Truth.
We indeed plan, for this nation, censorship and more harm.
Enjoy your deserts of yummy non- truths!
Notice, please....I keep churches under my rulings.
Job losses mean nothing at all to me!
Even, the Pope better learn from my schoolings.
Thanks for making me King of the Hill, in DC~ the autocrat,
Whom I always wanted to be!
2/11/2021
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I'm no legal expert, I'm the first to say
Nor do I live in Israel, though I'm a citizen anyway
But it's hard to watch a proposal tear my country apart
So I'll write a few lines here, straight from my gut and my heart
What if Congress could overrule the US Supreme Court's every decision
It seems a surefire path toward unprecedented division
Imagine Roe vs. Wade subject to Congressional wrangling and supervision
The resultant laws, a recipe for chaos, scorn and derision *
So, that parallels what's been proposed in Israel's judicial revisions **
~ likened to an axe making the finest of incisions
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*With every change of power in Congress, (almost every election these
days), Roe vs. Wade would be revisited and redecided. Heaven help us!
**By a majority vote of Israel's Parliament (Knesset), Israeli Supreme
Court rulings could and would be overturned. (And with each shift in
the ruling majority's composition, a fresh round of overturning could
and would begin).
In chambers calm as autumn air,
She weighs the truth with quiet care,
No pride to sway, no voice to mar
The justice drawn from near and far.
The papers rest, the gavel sleeps,
Yet in her soul, a stillness keeps—
A stream of mercy, clear and deep,
Where law and love together seep.
She walks the woods when day is done,
Through leaf and bough and setting sun,
Her children’s laughter in her ears,
Their joy a balm for all the years.
The river speaks in ancient ways,
Of loss and strength and kind delays,
And she, who bears the robe and pen,
Feels kin to trees and not to men.
She reads each fact without disguise,
With empathy behind her eyes,
No hatred leans, no bias bends
Her rulings from the truth she sends.
Her friends are few but fierce and kind,
Their roots grown deep, their hearts aligned.
She does not speak for praise or fame,
But for the law, and each child’s name.
Through sacrifice her path is sown,
Yet never does she stand alone—
Compassion walks beside her feet,
And in her heart, all virtues meet.
Andrew Cooper farmer of the land, of Croyde Devon; in old
England decided he'd plough some fields again? as the sun was shining through the English rain, yet some eco-loonies including a judge? hit him with fines and orders and they don't want to
Want to budge.' O K he remted it to the relic's archialogical
Whatsama-thingammy..Cant deny it' and he took a fee' twenty
Years went past, now surely he can till? again.? At last!! No
Mention of a clause; or legal waiver, .' I'd say to farm again is
His right and favour.' Old England will benefit' the people all
Round need the crops to go into the ground.' A balance is
Great between preservation and farming.' Yet this is an
Imbalance. And most alarming in a time of Brexit and
Challenge of change a nations interest are more relevant
And this injustice must be changed.! Give ear to reality, and
Allow the wheat to grow, as in ww2 the fields need to be sown i am with Andrew.! (the Coope-rman)of Croyde Devon,! may he live long and hale to continue farming that land.!
Never randomly judge someone who you have never even met
Such judgments tend to be mistaken theories often based on anxiety
then some times they end up being infuriating
Base not random judgments on fear but attitude because any one person
whom you think is trouble might turn out to have a stance which kills
your aimless rulings causing you regret
If for some unknown reason you must judge me even negatively
first ask me what my honest opinion is about something then base
your verdict on my answer and never forget what the Messiah said-
“Do not judge and you will not be judged.”
I don't have a big speech a fundraiser or a super pac
I don't have a clean record my parents did not have power i didn't fall through the cracks
My mind was noticed factioned all that you know test with no right answer required at that
I wont go into conspiracy because its a trap not because it don't excist they just bled them all together, so you look like a quack.
first thing to do to set things right is term limits and ways to impeach senators because they govern themselves that's not right on top of that laws they pass apply to them as well, they dont get drug tested its a violation of their rights
Next comes the courts the top one at that because lifetime appointments make justice for profit and they destroyed the peoples voice with their ruling in favor of corporate power sold us out for all future corporate power. because money is free speech so people don't matter.
ho would I do that without causing a conflict between powers rotating seats and citizen oversight for rulings that affect people at home or on the street
After that revisit some judgements that never should have been made take away legacy that do not deserve to stay
show Americans we are back on their side because we are them not government you know that's how it was designed.
next comes police they should all be elected and put in the town they grew up in and vested in protecting
nonlethal weapons should be their first objective no more killing pets that's not respected
There is always only one truth the people should have no room to argue
and if representatives represent then what room is there for party agenda
so I would give the people the tool to govern themselves, but they would have to take the time to sit down and see what's going on and if they want to chime in on how to proceed
for the people by the people not for the wealthy should we die over seas
I have seen this in my head since before I understood the vision in me
I could never get there so I just thought I would share the first few steps for you to see.
I no it wont change anything from here but I tried and that counts for something
een if it just feeds my dying American pride
How have I loved your laws and decrees
and your Sun in the dawn of the morning
the orders that govern the universe
and their rulings the cosmos adorning
So finely tuned a precise instrument
it's crafting can no journeyman match
construction supreme no man has surpassed
nor it's equal can he ever attach
You have hidden their rules and movements
that a man could spend a lifetime to seek
but the years we're given have been shorted
and our will to regulation is weak
Its decrees are woven like fabric
on each writ does another rely
their sequence framed like a template
against its power can no man defy
Its display of symmetry exacting
it's direction none living can change
through its pursuit our knowledge deepens
but it's only simile can we arrange
Like flocks are the stars conducted
as their shepherds your laws do act
like the canon of statues their placement
their governing by decrees you enact
No man can act as its counselor
or rearrange its charge and command
for all that's demonstrated in nature
for all are subject to what law demands
By their study we learn how to measure
like a child the paths of all law
to investigate all time and reasons
of its operation we can all stand in awe
source Psalm 19
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
What happened to those days of old
when life was simple- tried to hold
a clearer grasp of right or wrong-
with outlined paths to move along?
Of goals created to live by
with aims to lift us up to fly
without restrictions to impede
the search for honor in each deed?
More complex now are blinding roads
that lead to choices with no codes;
old fashioned rulings cast away
by some who say they're in the way.
In days of old, more freedom rang;
for true, free speech and choice we sang.
Now backward steps reverse that course;
our Founding Fathers- in remorse.
If only we could merge the two-
fine yesterdays- some current, too;
entwine those best that feed the soul-
and keep our human spirit whole.
May 3, 2023
Contest: Couplet Poetry
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
RZ HMS
I let your eyes to visualise a garden on a loom;
Bluebells and marigolds in sway and lavender in bloom;
And there to play in a luscious green two kittens wrestling;
Up high in chirping swallow's play are feathered friends a-singing.
A figure of a handsome man is settled on a chair;
And by his side a beauty pure strokes lovingly his hair;
The Witch, or so the story plays, is set to work a-stitching;
For everyday she works to lay the groundwork for her witching.
The "Loom of Dunkele" is dark and glistens as if new;
That which it forges is by spelling set to render true;
This vessel handed down through time where Witches are sure wed;
Commutes it powers to the offsprings through that marriage bed.
At 35 she must be bride and to a handsome beau;
For Dunkele demands that beauty seeps through row to row;
The Witch beholden to this pact must honour this or else;
The Dunkele will take her beauty for its very self.
Dunkele demands a beauty in it's natural mould;
The Witch must weave the magic seams without her vêtements;
As pure as a newborn should she display her nakedness;
For Dunkele gave a perfect body not to be redressed:
No blemish, painting, marking, piercing for her skin to bear;
No jewellery should adorn her parts no braids within her hair;
Should she ignore these rulings and would set about to loom;
The magic would reverse all workings never to resume.
Above the loom, portraits in rows, of Witches one and all;
Each face a picture of a beauty unimaginable;
Throughout all time the loom has served and must forever more;
Or else a terrible curse be laid upon each maiden's door:
Indeed, to pander verily to a Dragon's carnal needs;
The Witch must feed on blood and guts and do as Dragon pleads;
Forever trapped in a darkened lair, no view of sun or sea;
The Witch would disappear from sight, no trace or history.
For 20 years this loom she spins as was the bargain made;
And in this time her beauty shone, success and wealth her aid;
Now in an hour the carpet loomed but for a patch to fill;
A slip of hair should she prepare to weave into the mill.
Then once complete the spell to speak releasing her shalom;
To lead her to that wondrous place where there awaits Handsome;
This rite of passage like forebears would guarantee the Witch;
Leaves on the blood line of her ilk a rich continuous stitch.