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A Morning Prayer To the Sun

Good morning sun, as we enter into a new year, I thank God for you,

I thank you for blessing me with your rays of love light and energy, shining  ever so brightly each day.
no matter what austerities, adversities or circumstances that may come your way you are forever constant.

I want to be just like you, to shine ever so brightly each day, no matter austerities, adversities or circumstances that may come my way.
I thank you every morning, for all that you do, if you did not do the things that you do, life on this planet earth would cease to exist.

My father created the sun, the moon, the stars, and all the planets in the galaxies and the universities, he created them all.
then he created this planet earth and all things on it, the oceans, the rivers, the mountains, the trees all plant life on land and in the sea, all animal life on land and in the sea, all precious metals, gemstones, oils and gases.

My father created them all, then he created men and women and gave us this planet for our home, he made us the custodians of this planet earth and all things on it.
And even though at times we are so undeserving of this great honor, but God is a loving and forgiven father and I am so grateful for his love and grace.

I am a child of God and of the light, my father and I am one, I am that I am, in the name of the father the son and the holy spirit my lord and savior Jesus Christ, may you wash me with your blood make me anew cleanse me of all my sins and transgressions.
To you my father I give all things, you know my heart, my desires, my wants and my needs.

forever grateful for the gift of life, to earths custodians please take care of mother earth for there is no other!
Form: Verse


Paltry Credit Karma

Earned to date,
nee absolute zero
academic bankable bragging rites
explained arduous, horrendous, onerous
agonizing, heartbreaking,
nerve wracking travails

hamstringing, hijacking, hobbling...
maximization of potential
e'er since yours truly
begat when ma dada
fired off his johnny rotten sex pistol
handy dandy blues clues unsheathed

ejaculated gun - lobbed more'n blanks
scoring bullseye pregnant truth
discovered ex post facto
yoked target with egg sealant aim
conceived coe idle upstanding ovation
fusion formed diploid 
cell signifying zygote

activating, kickstarting, quickening
embryonic biological reproductive processes
intimating swell happening,
where linkedin rocketed payload
snookered triggered ultimately
yielded inchoate homunculus jackanapes

zapped out birth canal
ready for prime crying time
parturition players chemical romance loosed
yawping, writhing, tethering pipsqueak
full term newborn blasted,
the shocked monkey,

accompanied by archangel Peter Gabriel
trusty unnecessary dangling umbilical cord
obstetrician quickly severed
in utero air supply superfluous
initial gulps of oxygen
commenced fretful incessant laborious

ongoing ripsnorting unrelenting
said vicious trauma,
albeit begat courtesy
glommed deoxyribonucleic acid
mercilessly assailing psyche
metaphorically holding hostage

nee actually essentially cannibalizing
analogous to birthing simultaneous
diabolical identical twin doppelgänger
undermining since getco
proper holistic pursuits
evidenced when matriculating

learning fraught
shot thru with abysmal results
post high school
academic endeavors
evidenced by matriculation
without graduation incorporating

half dozen colleges/universities
earning measly grade point average
simultaneously accumulating
shoddy employment record
now saddled with unbridled

penuriousness - scratching out poetry
every now again
this brother grimm
writing endeavors feeble
becoming financially solvent.

Premium Member Banned Book Club VIII -Psychedelia studies

To be truly, fully present
Of consciousness and
answering why we are here,
These studies are a promising field of research
Yet by powerful backlash
research has halted
For severe depression and PTSD
Universities use micro-doses of psylocibin
Derived from mushrooms
It lowers stress and doesn’t
cause hallucinations
Follow up studies show dramatic improvement
of conditions not previously responsive
to conventional medications and therapies
This chemical is still widely banned
Except for a few controlled studies
Underway at accredited, renowned medical
and psychiatric departments
at major universities
When popular conventional 
therapies prove ineffective
the 60’s and 70’s proved a fertile ground
for those seeking help
New age treatment called Primal Therapy,
When religious cults such as love Guru’s
Hare`Krishna mantras, Buddhist chants 
of Nam-Myoho-renge-kio or being shakabukued
or Hollywood fix its— for anxiety’s
mental illness failed, 
Came the psychotherapists
and the latest Primal Scream Therapy
new and experimental, so-called Hollywood therapists 
took it to levels unimaginable and a bit too far
and should have never been licensed!
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Premium Member I want live, just live, without English psychology

To some people 

Please, leave my life alone. Let him live alone, I don’t want you in my life, let mine my life
Let me be my owner, I don’t need your science. A human-made stupidity - poison kind
No, you and your well-paid colleagues aren’t God, please, do not rule my only life; it’s poor
… from science

You know, I am a God believer, and I accept Him, only He in my life, because - the origin of life
I don’t need a psychologist in my life, because I have one, I have the One, the God, the Only One
I don’t want English psychology in my life. My life is destroyed; I am a European - live your life
… misty psychology ruined my life
   

Life is life, hmm, it’s an old song
I heard it so many years ago
But so times, and so times

Times, many times
Life is life, humans can't be a rulers like
A human is not my life, can not be my God!
… psychologist isn't the driver of  my life

People, psychology! Respect the Life!
Psychology is not life, only money for universities
Psychology, I don’t need you in my life

I want a healthy life
Not English psychology
Stay away from me crime!

Stay away from me …
… misty psychological crime!

I want God
I don’t want English psychology

That’s it.

Yeah!

English psychology, don't live from my life?

Do you want my bones?

Stop psychological human experiments!

Premium Member Where Red Waters Gather

I live in a state shaped by glaciers long ago
In the middle of the heat, we want it to snow
The breadwinner of many homes is what we grow
Here comes another winter, around forty below
Watch out for black ice roads wherever you go
Summer is six months away, yep, don't ya know
Melting snow makes for one big old muddy hole
Changing seasons so often, a backcountry expo
Minnesota fearing Green Bay Packers on a roll
Wilderness found up north, catch it on a pole
Mississippi flowing to its west into the soul
Universities preparing us, system educational
Wisconsinites moving forward on our loam soil
Architectonics with Frank, ingenuity and toil
Hydroelectrical powered first on the Fox flow
Conservationists residing, protecting fallows
Sesquicentennials of livestock, corn in silos
Characteristically unique, breadbasket tempos
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Form: Rhyme


Premium Member What Will You Leave-F

For thousands of years, people have left material things behind upon their demise. We brought nothing into this world, and nothing is what we will take out. When we die, we rest from our labors, and our works follow us.
In a life time, one can achieve vast amounts of material wealth of all sorts.
We leave such wealth to our families, museums, universities, or our favorite charities.

Many others do not pursue or manage to obtain vast amounts of material wealth. Some reach their end having acquired reservoirs of experience, knowledge, wisdom, and understanding.

It is expected of us, and we find it easier in most cases, to transfer our material possessions. It may be more difficult to pass on to others our acquired possessions of spiritual fortunes. But transfers we most assuredly will make, often by default, by demonstrating what we love the most.

But the questions are:
Will we seek to leave behind the great Godly qualities of our character?
Will we thrive to share our colossal treasures of Christian principles?
Will we determine to distribute an abundance of eternal riches that will forever last? Or will we transfer a wealth of Godly wisdom that will not quickly pass?
Indeed, we must to all express, that life’s greatest quest                                is serving God and leaving behind our spiritual nest.
Indeed, we must release no less than our very best,                                  before we depart to our eternal rest.
052407PoSoupContest On Aging, Emile Pinet

Daylight

It feels like daylight is running in front of me with a radiant light brighter than the sea and a truck full of almond piled up in the yard while the chipmunks are shouting from abroad. I see some running about the yard and rolling their big eyes at me, some are running up the almond tree looking for a place to start their family. 

The chipmunks can sing, and they can compose beautiful hymns, they can write modern music with their mouths and when they group together, they stand out; sometimes they have a strange look on their face and they are telling you when it is time to get out of the way. They come in beautiful colors and they are dressed up in shoes, you can see them faltering around with a staff and a crown and their long tails twist up in gowns. 

 It feels like daylight is walking in front of me with an I phone, an I pad and four giant cameras standing on a tripod position across the stream and the crew unloading equipment from the truck to shoot the next scene.

 The cast is strolling in filling up the village to the brim; strange faces of all races occupy the town. A huge burden is lifted and something feels different when diverse cultures are at work and you are walking around in brand new skirt. 

I felt somewhat elated, bridging the gap to wear a new cap, the philosophy of traditional time was not taught in colleges and universities but by ordinary men hanging out in the market places and under trees, having an ordinary dialogue but they were profound and philosophical. 

Plato, Aristotle, Socrates, Pythagoras, and them were all friends. It was through those idle conversations the arts were born, it was from this idle chat the math's and science gave birth. 

Mankind’s quest for answer could not be found in words, it was from the epoch of the soul that write those facts and manifest themselves in formulas and illustration that solve the world’s problem. 

The genius of all ages is found in modern acts with a notable transformation from traditional sects to modern time. It is time to get out of your comfort zone and join the line.

It feels like daylight is shouting in my face and it’s time to enter the big race.

Taylor Swift, What a Quantum Shift

To lift markets is no mean a gift,
Nor tailor such mania, and so swift,
Nor to raise equal toast,
Shakespeare, Keats, be it Frost,
Taylor Swift still makes a quantum shift!
________________________________
Happenings |15.08.2023| limerick, humour

Poet’s note: A few days back we saw Taylor Swift mania in full swing. She had made headlines when ticket sales from her Eras Tour impacted the US economy (yea, reports say so). Some 20,000 fans showed up outside the stadium. Four of her albums were among Top 10 at the same time. Universities offer courses on Psychology of Taylor Swift. I wonder if part of the global warming is caused by this mania!
Form: Limerick

Let's Be Free

Let's be free
It comes the time for freedom
I wonder why it tommorow 
So I understand the time 
The time is now

Let's be free
Intellectual all over places
Yet  all questions are yet 
Not all answered
Civilisation with out moral sence
Morden day trend
Our Universities today don't 
teach much of nature 
Either are we thought of love
In our morden schools
So we grow to work and work
With always a boss that determine
How far you could go
despite all we still can't see
So we are not free

Let's be free
I felt so cold last night
Now am hole to freedom
For that long night was so dark
Now the sun is up in the morning
The long memories don't matter now
For freedom has taken it place 
So now I could sing a loud song
From a free mind 

Let's be free
How was your night 
Your stress your anxiety
Your fears 
the long night 
You know better
another does as well 
As I wonder when will we be free
So I understand the time
The time is now

Let's be free
Is high time we stop learning
And start thinking oh africans
Is high time we stop lamenting
And put our efforts to the right 
Chanel oh people
You see this wars of every kind
Rob us off our freedom of unity
So we are yet to grow
As well not free

Let's be free
To all mankind 
Is high time we start 
Putting together our deferents
Opinions to live above hate
All mankind are equal 
There is no better truth than this 
Is high time we make love the God
I see  the time 
the time is now
For only by ourselves
We can free the world to
Unity and peace can
Dwell among us with love
Only by this we can be free
From all you fear 
So I call on all mankind
Let's be free
Form: Epic

Premium Member Lou Rawls

He was born in Chicago in 1933,
and became one of the best acts anyone could see.
In the fifties, with the “Teenage Kings of Harmony”,
with classmate Sam Cooke, he gained great popularity.
He joined “The Pilgrim Travelers” after the army.
In a South car crash, he was a near fatality.
It took more than a year to regain his memory.

Lou Rawls became popular with his deep velvet voice.
His more than seventy albums with hit songs were choice.
He made his mark in the sixties with a recording
that went to number one called “Love is a Hurting Thing”.
“Lady Love”, You’ll Never Find Another Love Like Mine,”
and “Natural Man” were his biggest hit songs so fine.
Lou became great with raising funds for some charities
that would help black colleges and universities.
This was a man who achieved so much during his day.
In January 2006, he passed away.

Thanks to wikipedia.org online encyclopedia for valuable information I obtained to write this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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