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" Lord I woke this moring with the words lost sheep on my mind "
" OH! what do you think it meant? "
" well I pictured myself as a sheep in the meadow where the grass is dry, patchy and bare "
" Oh! what happened then? "
" well Lord i turned round and all the other sheep were no longer there "
" where did you think they could have gone? "
" I thought they might of been thirsty and maybe went to find a brook
so I thought I would go and take a look "
" thats good what did you find? "
" I found a stream but the other sheep were on the other side
but I could not get across as the stream was far too wide "
" OH! what did you do then ? "
" I began to wonder what to do
then I heard a voice come out of the blue. "
" What did the voice say ? "
" the voice said do not fear don't dispare
I will help you cross over there
then a kind man appeared out of nowhere "
" what did the kind man do ? "
" He gently carried me across to where the pastures are Green
and the other sheep asked me where I had been "
" Thats great! what was your reply? "
" I told them that I was in the meadow
LOST and all alone
then the kind mans voice said
" my lost sheep welcome home "
" Great you have got it "
" Sorry Lord I am lost now"
" Yes dear you were once lost but now you are found "
" You no longer have to wander in the meadow all alone
for I am the good shepherd that always brings my lost sheep back home. "
No matter how bad our life has been the Lord always brings us lost sheep back to where the
pastures are green, never will he leave you never will he forsake you. to anyone who is lost
Just ask the Lord to show the way home he will come and fetch you. Amen. to anyone who
feels Lost God will find you and bring you home.
Diane Christian
He had a dream one night that gave him such a fright
he was a Mexican laboring in a field that could not yield
sun beat hot, parched and hungry, he did not like his lot
he tossed and turned to no avail as worry began to assail
he awoke, to a steady drum in his heart rat tat tat !
Rolling out of bed he noticed that his sky was solid gray
instead of black shoes he owned a ratty pair of blues
suddenly a big wall message came to him as blessage
"feed the poor " said a voice he got the message
as he woke to a steady drum in his heart , ta ta tum
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Electrical machinery, equipment: $81.6 billion (19.9%)
Machinery including computers: $65.9 billion (16.1%)
"These are exports from my brethren kin, a precious peso
I'll invite them to my house, yes I will send them a text / reso
suddenly the Mexican sun began to shine and he felt fine
he realized that building a wall would be out of line
he awoke to the sound of rain as it fell through the drain,
with a tiny voice in his head, "Me a Mexican? thats insane!"
Feb, 6, 2019
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Violently delicious
You play with my mind
Looking for logic i can't swim against time
Am I marked to be doomed
Am I cursed or worse already dead
I can't help to think
But thats when Iam at my worst
Its just the way we play your cards
When I think I have a chance
It all breaks down
Its a sweet party just like you Let me dance the hood of my car
Let me scream and shout
Ill wait for this time and space
Iam a lucky man
But so God damn.unlucky
Is it just all mankind
What happened in the last 5 years
What happened to luck, posterity,sucess
Do I shout out.. hey you !
Stop this merry go round
It ain't merry I quit booze
I quit weed, I quit living for the future
How can you be so proud
Just take a look at this town
If you got a better name
You better use it
If someone can stop this spiral
We better do it
Where Lucy was right
and Gods we spite
when squids were game
and happinesswassquashed
The gem a bit is queen
of strangness never caught
if i have died
you weren't in my thoughts
see i broke a dimension back there
was i talking to you
or was i talking to me a me to follow
sea a note to follow pulled stretched skin
oh mist of Whisky spitltled drizzle
take me to the land of your everaporations
now tell me thats not a line
dancing hand in hand with disappearing
disintergrate before the iron dies-
now this is for geeks it could be about
Chaplins Greatest death
or my thoughts on globes swarming
Money at its
hi
establish i mean't ever rather than eva
9 lines back i wouldn't look
i've been watching he did
don't checque please
are you sure cheque
pleas
did he mean
glow ball warning
i know i am watching
him write it down
but i keep reading
watching the show
but never see its ending
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Expenditures/costs negotiated/spent before filming begins, including source material rights (for adaptations) and salaries for director, producer screenwriter, and actors.
Whammy Bar ( Little Black Egg.....)
Funks Pond(revamp)
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"Cheezey-greazy sour Dill
with Yeasty rolls: Man thats
deliisous!"
Written By:
Huba Datl Chol
Circa 1969
Revised the other day(2023)
" A close friend was betrayed by one of the Chiefs
and was tortured to death by being roasted slowly while strung up
high on a tree branch.
His misery was rich.
His name was Red Spirit in English.
I'm very proud of the Roman's achievements in law and architecture.
They were a very strange race,
very hostile & very obedient to a sense of honor which is why they could be so easily manipulated by law.
At that time in particular I specialized in making men into Gods.
Those were good times,
making marble from concrete."
you mention your admiration for the law,
some would say that you are a lawless Being
like a stone that ignores gravity,
a Jew who rejects scripture,
Satan said,
" There are two forms of law, real & unreal, defacto & dejure,
there is color of law and organic law,
natural rights and government codes.
Ultimately there are only two types of law;
jurisprudence designed to control others actions, which presents
consequences for violation and compliance,
and then there exists personal, subjective law,
otherwise known as principle or convictions.
Every man or woman performs according to their principles,
even if choosing to comply with laws foriegn to themselves.
This is how slaves are made,
people in bondage choose to be enslaved,
they accept the domination of another as mans' thought often permits
passion to terrorize, or tantilize judgement.
Law is like a rainbow,
one picks their favorite color following it all the way to the horizon." ,
what about God's law I asked,
historionically He remarked,
" God has His laws and I have mine."
Next I asked, have you ever been in love with a mortal?
" Oh yes, many times, take a look at this."
He handed me a thin, square golden casing
having an arabesque pattern etched on it,
when I touched the item it was as though an ancient sea breeze swept over me ,
He continued, " Open it, thats Tamitha,"
He was eager for me to be eager, I said,
" Shes got a smile similar to yours."
Tamitha was the daughter of a high ranking warrior named Bartos
in a large Germanic tribe
protecting the Rhineland from incursion."
J.A.B.
[An offering for fans of Dean Martin... or not. More or
less to the tune of ‘That’s Amore’ (not the ‘In Napoli’ bit),
this is the cleaned up version of an unprintable original.
In UK ‘Old Fellow’ is a euphemism for... let’s just call it
man’s best friend.]
***
Big long fish in the sea
Eight foot long and wriggly
That's a Moray
Well I pooped in my trunks
It was biting off chunks
That's a Moray
First it bit my thing
My ding a ling a ling
People on the scene
Heard me bellow
This big fish just bit me
And it swam away with my old fellow
Then I heard someone squeal
That big fish was an eel
That's a Moray
Then they bought me a skirt
To conceal where I hurt
Fair enough
Well, I gave it a whirl
Living life as a girl
But no more, eh?
’Cause I went down the pub
For a flirt and some grub
That’s amore
See , this bloke wandered by
With that look in his eye
That’s amore
He said hey babe what’s yours
Slipped his hand down my drawers
That’s amore?
But he felt quite a chump
As he fondled my stump
End of soirée
Had a tear in my eye
At his hasty bye bye
That’s amore
I learned electronics
Made some bionic bits
That’s amore
Ladies squeal with delight
When I ‘stay up’ all night
They’re in love
And they all ask of me
Is that whole thing for me
That’s...
A Moray
But I’ll write nothing more
As I think this has gone...
...Far enough.
World today asking for war just only to gain
they are playing trumpet in sky
they are bombing in the housing in the residential crowd
peoples so many has died In the war, thats shy and shame.
Russia's values are declining in the war
are there someone to evaluate this agony
to do justice there to get hire?
There is no human nearer today
the door of love is closed it is war hey!
In the slaughterhouse, the sky is a hundred times more than the slaughter
Hundreds of bombs were carried in the greedy wants are there.
His mind is to poison to show the ugly route of civilization
does the Earth ever want to fight!
wants harmony only to won.
ABC of my life in art
Zealous is how I'll describe myself saying,
You never truly know your limits till you set them.
Xenial they'd say over the years I started poetry
Writing yet no one cares to read literature
Valid they are cause I only knew of it years back
Upon the discovery bore an interest that still grows
To new heights surpassing my own expectations
So much that at times I sit and wonder hard
Reeling back at the art ?? that all along lived in me
Quarantined in my very soul thats my inspiration
Pacified my the frustrations of life around me
Obtrude! That's what it felt like learning me and the art
Never thought that it would be my source of hope
My source of pride for with it offers uniqueness which is,
Longed for by all who have yet to discover the calmness in them
Knitted in the very fabric that holds them head high.
Joy runs down the very words I use to describe this poem for,
I immersed myself in them so that you journey with me
Home. For life is a journey and the destination is home
Great men once said "home is where the heart is"
For it's known the best journey takes you home and that's why
Everyday I write ??? and I write some more cause it's in me
Daring to take a chance cause when I do pause, it will
Cause an alarm that's why I write for many years to come
Believing that even when I'm gone they'll be other's like me who,
Always are trying to make smiles or even drawing it on all your faces
The PO£T
Theres no greater happiness
than a feeling of joy & theres nothin
like a man thats been hurt beyond scorn a contrite heart
makes one feel reborn
those who grieve the spirit
should feel the Father when he mourns
sin is an addiction and we need rehab
if we're truly children of the light
lets remove the mask, stop conforming
to this world and givin in to the flesh
when we're led by the spirit in that
valley of the shadow of death
I swear we a mess but we still
gotta scape goat, we between 2 worlds
so its time to elope, it feels like Im
floating naw Im walkin on water
walkin by faith yeah I just crossed
the border so in the cross Ima boast
in it McDonalds Im lovin it Im feeling
so Abram yeah Im so covenant