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Yes, He is approachable. No, He is not hidden or isolated.
Yes, He is an Infinite and Awesome Supernatural Being.
He introduces himself to us in the form of our own humanity and invites us into a personal relationship with Himself.
He demolishes all former barriers and walls of separation,
and establishes eternal bonds of one-on-one communication.
He is infused with simplicity, and immune to complexity.
He is not abstract and does not freeze my brain with questions too advanced for me. If he utters realities that are not understood by me, I neither worry nor experience frustration.
I understand that He is nt the author of confusionon but a Revealer of Truth, which is himself.
He is forbearing and redemptive; not judgmental
He is a most lovely Being; not a selfish unknown
He much prefers to forgive and ‘look over this’, than to condemn and ‘get you for that’.
If he had instincts, love would be at the very top.
Perhaps our first life instinct is self-consciousness.
Self-preservation is a natural for us. He requires no preservation; and if he has anything to preserve, it is us.
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Tomorrow comes a yesterday
And all become the same
As long-held tenets suffocate
Where prayers are prey, and few remain
With knowledge, was it ever there
Except in wistful dreams?
Can consciousness be spun and spared
Without that supernatural being?
Though proof abounds to contradict
Belief for believings' sake
Why swipe the crown or smite the tick
Of Heavenly Host or heathenly wraith?
Disgruntled hordes will take a stand
Against life's tyranny
But none are wiser than the man
Who sews and reaps eternal seed
Enduring scorn, inviting scoffs
While going 'gainst the grain
Of physics, Darwin and the clock
Which ushered the almighty bang
So, what is right and who is wrong
And does the Chairman care?
When nothing satisfies the throngs
Who fight more wars for space and air
Who claims the spoils of rock and soil
If nothing more awaits
The passage of the mortal coil
Than ashen hearth or shallow grave?
Yet, if, in time, time disappears
And all things cease to be
Who'll hoist a stem in Bertha's Bar
To boldly toast time's victory?
Tomorrow comes a yesterday
In perfect symmetry
Where life is but a brief charade
And only grief is guaranteed
Save for the ones who're blessed
Who've searched their hearts and met
The Perfect Peace
‘Ma’ the delightful word for every child,
Bears no words to express its significance,
You’re current’s flash and tomorrow’s gift,
Life is incomplete without thee.
A child of six months,
Verbalize the first word ‘Ma’,
The time he sleeps in your lap,
He relaxes, the world is secured.
You’re the first essence of being.
There to guide and tolerate every mistake,
You’re the one after supernatural being,
Always protect child from perils.
You’re only who never bothered about,
The risks and bridges of life
You have the potential to face death,
But even a scratch of child may kill thee.
Why don't you care about your diet?
At the time of shortage of food,
Why you always sleep without having meals?
Although provides enough to your young ones.
No time, we find you becoming stressed,
Manage every thing in a calm manner.
You’re friend, teacher and chef.
Always equipped to support indeed.
From you, the human race begins.
Till the last gulp of air,
We promise, give thee respect.
To repay love, care and fondness,
Every soil confers your smell,
Shows how great you are
Without thee, we are no one.
Grant a huge salute to ‘Ma’.
Dedicated to every mother
Apple pie and fudge galore.
On Halloween I opened the door.
Just someone in a ghost costume.
And a witch with a broom.
Cars outside are covered in rust.
I always leave out the best pie crust.
For him to eat.
He needs a treat.
He needs a treat better than sugar and flour.
So I baked for an hour.
Made some concoction.
Which he takes with no reaction.
No inflection.
No reaction.
Just fireflies flying around.
As he cleans without a sound.
Washing the blood away.
As well as the baking tray.
He trusts anyone who will give him food.
He’s sometimes in a bad mood.
Then he eats the flies, filled with old flesh.
He knows that no one will confess.
That they watched him.
Transform from within.
Apple pie and fudge galore.
Cleaning up is quite a chore.
Once you’ve baked the best pie around.
There’s sure to be a mess on the ground.
The organs and blood.
Pretending it’s just mud.
That’s how the cycle goes.
When he smells it with his nose.
When you use enough sugar and flour combined.
You can cook the body up for no one to find.
Then you just need a supernatural being.
So no one will believe what they are seeing.
Some would call me a lost cause,
but I only see myself as lost with no cause.
We spend all this time worrying about what others think of us,
when in reality there are billions of other people thinking the same thing.
This universe is only a small speckle in the entire galaxy,
and we have the audacity to believe that we are worth something.
Now that's not a bad thing,
because all society ever tells you to do is make a difference in the world.
All we hear is "you're special in your own way" or "you really do matter",
but the matter at hand is, do we think that of ourselves?
Science says that there are 400 billions stars in the Milky Way and 7 billion people on Earth.
Both the stars and the humans each handcrafted by a supernatural being we like to call God.
Ever since I was a little girl, I was raised in the Catholic church.
And I was taught to fear God and fear The Lord.
But as my schooling went on, i learned so much more about science.
It is always emphasized in public schools not to mix science and religion.
So which one do we believe? The logic or the morals?
Science and God don't go together in my mind,
and I think that's why I'm so lost.
POLITICO
There’s a rain of gold
And I’m the ray of that hope
My vatic come to pass
And good fortune comes to us
Did I not talk to the gods?
Did I not listen to their words?
The debacle of my enemies cometh
Like a deluge and blitz together
But I’ll live for a long time
For I’ve touched nobody’s dime
Only legless allegations
By spineless alligators
Were it not for the forces of darkness
The poor would have stumbled on riches
Not just beggars with wishes
Beggars saddled and trotting away on their horses
I have a dream, not to lie side by side with predators
Rather to talk one on one with my creator
To take your prayers and tithe to the inner sanctum
To receive your baskets and treasures in God’s name
This is a valiant’s palate of bitter herbs
One day those of garb the royal robes
About me with golden ring
Then you’ll know I’m a supernatural being
Has not my prophesy come true?
That false prophets will come to you
Ranting about a new leader
I am an adept mind reader
And I see the scriptures of the evil one
In whoever denies that I’m not the one
Bright Githui
This icon was as noble as a king
in many ways as wise as solomon
but great was he like Chris Himself
His voice was as soft and touching as a fairy’s
in many ways he was as meek as a lamb
with garments as opulent as if made in heaven
His songs made the world tremble
and his sight made people fumble
in music, he was invincible
He danced beyond measure
his dancing style was unique
the way he arrayed his dresses on him was unique
He was as rich as solomon
for the gold he amassed was beyond measure
he could turn black to white
when he danced, what a sight!!!
and when he monwalked, it was a marvel
when he twisted people were mesmerised.
“King of pop” he earned the title
grammy amonsgt other awards bored him
MJ was a supernatural being
As humans we have flaws
he was no exception
for he was a human
At two scores and a half
our icon breathed his last
bringing sorrow to our world
He will forever dwell in our minds
for he was a man who knew no bounds
for his songs still thrill people
MICHAEL JACKSON, I LOVE YOU
Consider God is a supernatural being who created our existence. Everything has a beginning and an end. The first atom of matter did not self generate from nothing. Consider God spoke that first atom into existence.
Consider God set into motion all the complexities upon complexities that make all the natural laws in the universe work. Our minds cannot fathom exactly how everything we know was created out of nothing at the beginning of time. Consider God created time, at the beginning of time, at the end of time at the same time.
Consider God loves us so much that he created this world for us to have and to hold and to have dominion over. Consider God made us just as a father and a mother makes a child to love and nurture and wishes nothing in return but love.
Consider God is not an ancient deity but is alive today and wants to have a relationship with us. Talk to God, he is listening. If you take the time, slow down, open your heart and mind, God will talk to you too.
So pleased you came into my life,
thank you for opening my soul to love again,
it has been so long since I have sneered like this,
so long since I have loved like this,
so long since I wanted to share my being with another.
I trust that Supernatural being sent you into my life
to give me something to battle for,
to show me there is love in this creation,
to give me courage and to bring me pleasure,
all the proof in Divinity I need is in you,
you are a gift from the atmosphere.
So many times I assumed I would never find somebody,
to love me the way I needed to be loved.
Then you came into my life and showed me
what true love really is!
When I miss you, I don't have to go far...
I just have to look inside my soul,
because that's where I'll find you.
I used to wonder what I was waiting for,
why there was always something that felt not quite right.
But when you came into my life,
I learned the answer to my question.
I was waiting for you.
You think you know it all because you're a scientist.
You make me angry when you say God doesn't exist.
You believe there is no God and you say that it's a scientific fact.
When I become angry, you have the nerve to say that I overreact.
You act so proud of yourself when you say that God isn't real.
God created mankind and he knows more about science than you ever will.
I have a lot more faith in God than I'll ever have in you.
God is real and I don't care that you say it is not true.
I know that The Lord is real even though he's a supernatural being who I can't see.
Not all scientists are like you, when you say God isn't real, certain scientists disagree.
Everybody will have to answer to God on Judgement Day.
And when that happens, you'll regret the things that you say.
When it comes to talking to you, I won't do it anymore, I'm through.
God does exist and when Judgement Day arrives, you'll know it's true.