Life is beyond our thoughts and expectations
What we envision might not be the reality
In all, God disposes His will
Sometimes, it seems to be a redirection
Meanwhile it is a destined path
Aligning might be difficult
Adjusting might be frustrating
But there is always a light at the end of the Tunnel
back to teaching
and breathing again
to be away from children
for any length of time
took all the colors away
watching four-year olds
laugh, run and scream
winter coats
in the drizzling afternoon
sensing God smile
hiding behind
skinny tree trunks
dolls and trucks,
redirection
lessons through tears
and the calendar
a structured day
my humbled heart
sings:
“I am home”
Fake Modesty Is So
Obvious, But Often Used
Like A Gush Or A Blush...
And Hard To Pull Off
And LOOK Charmingly Cool.
Real Modesty Though,
Is Ambivalance? No,
Redirection, At Least...
What Entire Series Of
Guided Possibilities
Are We Supposedly
Responsible For?
A Tiny Grunt?
I Think Consciousness
Is Micro-Tubular Silly.
-Gray Squirrel
12-13-2025
As death draws near, we'll have reason to reflect.
At God's judgment, will we stand tall, free of defect?
If we could, would it be just the aftereffect
of a life lived for self, with pride’s introspect?
What did God ordain with the word, resurrect?
change, redirection from the dead, in effect.
There comes to the soul, a day when we're subject -
to guilt as a sinner, immoral, suspect.
We can put the blame on evil’s misdirect
but our faults we must own in circumspect
bond with the God-head, we no longer reject.
We rise to glorious grace as God’s chosen elect.
Every rejection, a redirection
Don't be ashamed or let it tame you.
Don't let them change you,
If they won't accept who you are.
People don't value
What they can't control or own,
Just stay in your lane doing it your way.
Many only wanna partake
In your blessings not lessons
I hope you understand this!
Just be you as you are, do you
Always look forward
Don't be a coward
Let go of all that no longer serve or value your worth.
Master yourself
Know your mind, for it's the only limitation
Let no one belittle you
Leave wherever you're not welcomed.
Whenever you're rejected;
Give yourself selflove injection,
Steadily giving yourself self reliance.
Unsteadiness is brief? Fading in the interim. People represent
Society, humankind, and mankind oftentimes change like the
weather, unpredictable and forms sporadic decisions that
fluctuate from time to time. Unsteadiness
Failures we all face, familiar and unfamiliar faces, things to cast
out uneasinesses, fears, and stress and embrace redirection, adjustments, and shifts. Unsteadiness
Human beings are somewhat superficial, some are good, bad, and neutral
often contemplate over usage of how come"
Unsteadiness
What is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is infinite, Life isn't about
abundance of possessions, Happiness is to be found within
September 4 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Ezekiel 21-22
Key Verse – Ezekiel 21:17 I will also smite mine hands together, and I will cause my fury to rest: I the LORD have said it.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR CAUSING HIS FURY TO REST
Praise be to God for causing His fury to rest for the:
Repentant ready for His restoration
Ransomed rejoicing in His redemption
Renewed reaching-out by His righteousness
Revived replenished through His rejuvenation
Rebellious returning to His reproving redirection
Ezekiel 21:24 Praise be to the Lord for correcting us
of our iniquities and transgressions that we:
Confess as defiling and sinful
Consider displeasing and selfish
Cling to which are damaging and spoiling
Cleave unto but are destructive and smiting
Courageously detest now with sincere supplication
Ezekiel 22:14 Praise be to the Saviour
for dealing with us by His:
Truth along His judgment
Trustworthiness midst His justice
Triumph against jeopardizing jokes
Testimony toward jubilant joyousness
Territory thrusting jobs of jealousy-jerks. Amen!
September 4, 2024
Our Revolution sought limitations
On imposition of regulations,
But supplications met deprecation
And castigations not reformation.
Such condescension sparked protestation
And contemplation of separation;
This supposition stirred apprehension -
A premonition of confrontation.
But, declamations and remonstrations
Spurred agitation toward Declaration,
While provocations and deprivations
Steeled resolution for liberation.
War's prosecution, through execution,
Forged dedication for recognition;
Its culmination brought dissolution
And vindication for aspirations.
While extrication brought satisfaction
States' acclamations lacked definition.
This Federation showed imperfections;
Low validation forced redirection.
Deft composition penned Constitution;
Strong propositions scored affirmation.
Hence, generations find inspiration
And preservation their obligation.
-------------------------
Tell all the people yet to come
Democracy is what we chose;
Their mission's goal: protect it from
All foreign and domestic foes.
Living with a four-year-old dictator
I had forgotten how it feels
For my own youngest is forty; but now I remember.
He will not let me trim a bush
That hits him in the face as he comes off a slide.
“I like it, grandma!” he protests.
He stops singing when I mention how cute it sounds.
All of the outside chairs have been moved and stacked,
Under the sand pile, their legs sticking out in various angles.
The mulch I put out an hour before he came
Has now been dug up and transplanted.
And not by a groundhog.
“I am not your best friend!” he cries out
Whenever I give him any kind of redirection
As he knows it is non-negotiable
I just got it again
After refusing to retrieve the ball he kicked
Into the back forty for the hundred and twelfth time.
In another thirty-six years I will probably
Be happily watching this natural athlete’s
Son or daughter kick a ball into the back forty
If I know me, I will also be retrieving it.
A linguistic symphony composed of superior vocabulary intricately braided into a formidable fabric of such dimensions as to consume the accessible volume approaching a coherent and comprehensive declaration without convergence and with sufficient obfuscation, redirection and commentary to frustrate attempts to ascertain the essential conceptual content, the oration masquerading as a professional discourse, existing as virtual fluctuations of an internal vacuum that are appreciated only when recognized as improvisational performance art of which it is a unique expression of the intrinsic beauty of nothing.
A skewed view renewed:
I didn’t get what I thought I wanted, maybe that’s the lesson I needed to learn.
Failure isn’t a destination, it’s a realization that wisdom lets you earn.
Things are not always as clear cut as they sometimes appear,
Sometimes the greatest victory comes with the greatest fear.
If the point is a lesson of growth, I’ve had the lion’s share.
Or maybe the opportunity of broken fences to repair.
What seemed to matter most, really doesn’t matter all that much in the larger view.
Introspection, redirection, views askew.
Shattered, tattered hearts can be rebuilt somehow, this I did learn.
Failure isn’t a destination, it’s a realization that Wisdom lets you earn.
Was the murderers jacket bloodstained ?
Was he caught at the scene and detained ?
There’s a story here to be told
The truth and evidence retained.
The Police are on the threshold
Interrogate him with his Legal
The evidence is quiet dismal
He’s talking but its redirection
His motive appears to be fiscal
But he’s claiming its one of affection
It’s all sounding really quiet frivolous
For the detective it’s all very piteous
Failing is not the planned conception
The case is slipping, it’s against us
What we need now is confession
My heart is all there is inside
The man who gives his all to you
And still I feel there’s more to do
Emotions lost, my thoughts denied
A silent soul in sacrifice
To reach the skies beyond his dreams
Within moonlight to calm his screams
For love demands the higher price
His heart has cast the plans he made
Into distant memories of
It used to be before sweet love
The path of loneliness must fade
© JG Farmer 2017
Either struggle at talking now,
Or struggle in armament later,
Deal with the battle inside yourselves,
Or get others to face your fiery hater.
Talking and discussion are always best,
Considering and exchanging views,
Concerning yourself with the other way,
Appreciating what they've already given you.
Opposing sides mean two different opinions,
Two points of view to be explored;
The conception of war is not something alien,
’Cos redirection only means a discoursed poured.
Peace does not mean dissolution,
It vestiges an agreement between two sides,
That one has superseded and attained power,
With grit, determination and more besides.
War injures so many people,
That a dialogue should exist strong and giving,
And before hostility and struggle become national,
Diplomacy should be the politician’s living.
Reflections on a Mirror
I see that you can only emulate, and imitate,
a slave to everything that passes bye.
With a closer inspection of your redirection,
I’m asking the mimic that stands before me,
is there an artist, somewhere, buried in all that sand,
waiting to come out?
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