Cynics must show wrath;
Still, we need to overcome,
With our utmost might.
this One is for The Mighty Mighty,
A great lovely and most loving Pet Cat.
I called her Mighty when I found her;
A very scraggly little kitten left stranded and motherless
A Lonely Beauty At The Back of Esmie's shop.
I told Esmie Let us look after her.
We were here parents and guardians.
She grew Big and powerful and mighty brought forth 3 beautiful kittens.
One go sick and died, and one was given away to a mutual friend of ours.
Today, June 25th 2026 I got sad news.
She was rolled over by a vehicle and died.
Rest in peace and in pieces dearest Mighty.
See you in the other side.
We'll Meet again Someday, Sometime.
This one is for those of us who have lost a dear loved one or loving pet.
Do not despair, that pet is like a guardian angel watching over us,
Protecting us, from evil, from evil spirits;
With a vigilance and ferocity that is unmatched.
New heavens new earth.
New stars new life.
Yeshua Makes things right.
Jesus lift us up.
Jesus restore us all.
The First.
The Last.
Juniper Diamond of Czechia Mob Boss.
Queen of new elements.
Patrick son of Jesus Ambassador of new heavens and new earth.
Yellow spark fly away.
Yellow patch waiting for the new days.
Under the new moon and new sky.
Jay Bird brings new light.
Yeshua my best friend nothing to fear he is the Last one standing.
Elements melt all creation melts. visible and invisible melts. He remains.
New Dawn with Yeshua as the new son everlasting to everlasting his kingdom is eternal.
Bow down to the King of Kings and Lord of Lords Yeshua/Jesus the promise keeper is always true.
Worthy is Our Lamb the Lord of Hosts our great Everlasting Father and Wonderful Counselor
He is Mighty God Forever
In my life I may as they say
have accomplished a thing or two
but I've not made the mark
I so dearly wished to do
altho' having trod the boards
where mighty giants once stood
the rug was always pulled out
in many a good neighbourhood
never had it made in the shade
fame and fortune eluded me
a one-man band on parade
anonymity included me
sailing off into the sunset
is not quite the right thing to do
nor is going down with the ship
in the yonder wild blue
and yet if my get up and go
has not got up and gone
I'd like once more to bring it on
before fading away into oblivion
I look around and observe.' How poetry exists in the world.' In the world made
By His Word..Yet do we really acertain?
Do we personally pertain? Self seek self
Search? Whatever comes.' To reach far in
This existence..To take no heed of time or
Distance.' Or do we delegate. Any chance
To interject in the whirling dance.' Of atoms
Hope, joy and pain.' Do we blanche and turn away again.? And leave it to someone
In royal or lavish robes, to decrepit to pare
The nails from their toes.' What do we know of their human heart.? Compared to our own.' Is that not where to start.? Because its where we all will end.' As before Yeshua
All will bend, to fall or stand.? As satan will
Deep into his home, alone built by his stubborn and reprobate will.' So taste of life, you'll find only one, true one; from birth to re-birth
In Gods Holy; True Loving Son.)
On this morning I’ve been in an anxious state,
I’ve taken my meds as normal -
Which I would have done no matter what state I woke up in.
Mental health medication medicates mental health,
But that doesn’t mean that mindset doesn’t matter,
And not for the sake of the mentality of our outsiders.
We’re not a herd,
But we’ll be heard together -
Not just when we ask for our prescriptions.
Away, we take our medication
After weeks in advance of preparation,
Explaining we need it prepared in advance to take away.
We ride through the times when the listeners we seek
Are too bogged down to hear about what’s bogging our brains
That medication cannot take away.
The way small can render a helping hand,
Never can a big one such a help lend.
As a well can quench one thirsty,
Never can a sea so mighty.
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Sanskrit Translation | 19.01.2026 | big, small, sea, thirst, well, quatrain
Note: Some quatrains called shlokas in Sanskrit are known as Subhaashhitams, words well-said. This one says, a small thing is generally more handy and useful than a big one. As a well is helpful to a man in quenching thirst, scarce can a mighty river or ocean. Transliteration follows:
Upakartum yathaa svalpah
samarthah na tathaa mahaan |
Praayah koopah trshaam hanti
satatam na tu vaaridhih || Subhaashhitam ||
The mighty shield of Democracy, I held high,
People’s Right to defend, my Lord,
For
Your divine righteousness to apply,
Thus virtue and justice to uphold!
Demetrios Trifiatis
They stand against a mighty wave
They try to take what we have gave
A prayer for their hope
Their guilt they can't cope
In their failure they can't be save
The expedition was not worth a hill of beans
The outcome did not meet expectations, it seems
So I shaped the beans into a mighty mountain
~ One-hundred-thousand steps I’d be countin’
Hurricane force
Storm set on course
Horrendous rain
Winds that blow
Ocean waves that won’t behave
The powerful force deeper than I
Deserted island communities
Survive on God’s praying hands
Escaping to higher ground
Beyond habitant’s vision
Weather discovery after another
Frightened and uncertain
Will there be homes to return
During the storm, what has one learned?
Uncertain thought
Question on the mind
Hope in essence
Faith to believe, and praying that will
Strong winds, superior God
Mercy and Grace marked
Through the storm.
We walk slowly as not to rush, no need for you can hear her beauty before you approach, everyone with different ethnicities are headed the same way as we are..
The trees alive with so many vibrant colors, shapes, sizes, yet we admire them for who they are isn’t that ironic, this place is so alive with sights sounds, time sits still…
We’ve arrived to see her beauty, so powerful, so strong, Minnehaha Falls, an iconic popular site in Minneapolis, unlike the city, is a sight for sore eyes, no matter who you are, as she unleashes her powerful water over the rocks..
One can only stand still, take in her beauty, power, kids playing in the pool below, having lunch, laughter and squeels of kids and adults going back in years, letting go of days stresses, worries as they too fall over the falls, thus us what Minneapolis should be like..
Picnics, lunches bare feet in her waters, no judgments, no hate, fighting amongst our differences, just pure joy, laughing, acceptance does her majestic beauty unleash, maybe this is why she’s called “The MIGHTY Missippi.
Just one question do I seek, where are the bathrooms..
The names for Thor and Epithets most odd;
Birth Thor Odinson also known as Þórr;
The original name for the god, of Thunor of the thunder god,
Donar, a name for Thor, Thunar, Asa-Thor;
Æsir-Thor his position within Æsir, one of the two major groups of Norse gods;
Hlórriði and or Hlóriði "the loud rider" connection to thunder sounds loud;
Sounds of a chariot ride in heavens rumbles;
Þun(a)raz, meaning "thunder", with his association with thunder;
Pórr, Thunor, Donar, and Thunar,
all stemming from the Þun(a)raz, meaning "Thunder",
Hhich mean "Æsir-Thor" and "the loud rider";
Odin, who be Thor Father;
Thor most powerful, revered god;
In Norse mythology, His name evokes rains,
fearsome storms, the flash of lightningThorcalled,
a fearless protector of gods and men;
Thor was also a dedicated protector of humanity,
fighting enemies who threatened the order of the worlds;
Notable human aliases Donald Blake, Jake Olson
Alas He is aGod of Thunder
though yet presently he’s mere mortal Thor just-
…a man with a hammer Sigurd Jarlson
8/30/2025
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
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We are the miestanders, a super proud religious group
almost thicker than friends in a traveling circus troupe
we wrote our own Bible; we’ve formed our own church
Don’t put us down, make fun or do any besmirch.
we are the miestanders, a very closed religious group.
our daily mantra includes a pair of socks and a red hoola hoop.
having fun and being silly are two of our main ideas, of course.
we have three mascots – a skunk, a mouse and a Clydesdale horse.
Of course you cannot join, you were not born on this side of main.
We are a snotty closed group, but you can sing the refrain.
We are the miestanders, we look down on others.
A group of miscreants, both sisters and brothers.
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