Whispers of enchanting tales
Cosmic stories likely false
Misunderstanding confused about a lot
God Loves me cause I am simple
I trust in God and Jesus is my best friend
Heavy sigh intense lies
Stabilizing spies enter our minds
Distant lands unties our hope in Our High Priest and King
He is one with our Father no division
One Lord of all he makes me smile
Birds calling me dogs barking voices whispering
Dreams and visions and life and hope in my Father above
Everlasting father thank you so much my best friend
Holy spirit I know you Love me and times are testing me
I see silence breaks like thunder shaking the mountains falling
stars from heaven give me trust of my fathers soon return
Insane love deep above fission fused my spine
temples of stone replaced by temples of flesh fused with Gods Spirit dwelling within us all
Line of inquiry: Track where lies the fulcrum of the fragrance of a rose, then likewise find within your soul~~
The wired airplane
sits
upon a single
pointed fulcrum
It can be spun
around
but
stays balanced
Jesus Christ is
my fulcrum
my rose of Sharon
my stabilizing point
I met Him
when I was a wee
child
so young, in new faith
Years have passed
my faith
remains
He is my Rock, my Savior, my Rose of Sharon
Remember to warm up before you start dancing with your cat
It'll be a late night, the concert won't end till around 10 so we'll start dancing sometime around...
It was so strange, but one of my favourite memories, that this song should just compel us to leap up and start dancing
We'll all get very very drunk, start acting quite lewd, try and pull the barmaid, start dancing like monkeys
Immediately, visions of sugar plums start dancing in my head. Open cab pumpers are IT!
A bunch of lady boys come up to you and grab your hand and try to start dancing with you
Do not expect to start dancing Tango Nuevo earlier than in 12 months of hard work
I love that song! "Cha Cha Slide". Download it then start dancing
Google is stabilizing, and the bots seem to be done with their full-crawls. Google is now ready to start dancing
But before the mice start dancing on the table: I will still be reading your blogs
I don't see little girls just start dancing in the middle of a parking lot on a daily basis
Descriptions of the bikini-clad women who start dancing erotically
I mean, come on dude, get out there, start dancing
September 21 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Joel 1-3
Key Verse – Joel 1:19 O LORD, to thee will I cry: for the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame hath burned all the trees of the field.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR HEARING OUR CRY
Praise be to God for hearing our cry of:
Faith to flourish by His faithfulness
Fervency for His fruitfulness-fulfillment
Flight toward His freedom against futility
Fight against fear by His force midst fatigue
Faults along His forgiveness to flee from frustration
Joel 2:13 Praise be to the Lord being gracious
and merciful, always:
Securing our salvation-settlement
Sanctifying us from selfishness-strife
Sufficing us with His satisfaction-supply
Strengthening us by His Scripture-statutes
Stabilizing us for steadfast service-stewardship
Joel 3:16 Praise be to the Saviour for
He is our hope against:
Catastrophes causing to us crises
Curses clinging to our chastisements
Conflicts contending with our cravings
Clamors creeping against our contentment
Calamities creating our cries for His compassion. Amen!
September 21, 2024
February 13 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 5-6
Key Verse – Numbers 5:6 Speak unto the children of Israel, When a man or woman shall commit any sin that men commit, to do a trespass against the LORD, and that person be guilty.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO FORGIVES
OUR CONFESSED TRESPASSES
Praise be to God for forgiving
our confessed trespasses along His:
Compassion through His grace
Clemency of mercy’s goodness
Calmness with joyfulness-gift
Contentment by His sufficient grants
Comfort against torturing guilt
Numbers 6:1-2 Praise be to the Lord Who
separates us unto Himself while:
Sanctifying our souls midst salvation assurance
Strengthening our faith by His power we acknowledge
Satisfying our hearts with His provision-abundance
Silencing our fears upon prayers He answers
Stabilizing our commitment as His holiness we acknowledge
Numbers 6:25 Praise be to the Saviour
for making His face shine upon us by His:
Unfailing loving kindness
Uplifting countenance
Undisturbed peace
Unlimited peace
Untarnished name. Amen!
February 13, 2024
Stabilizing life
tunnel of emotions found
my life sketched with words
The eagle flies with two wings, the left and the right, working together. The right says it's good, but the left says it's better. The body is one, resting at the center, the stabilizing, driving force of both sides despite the weather.
Together, both wings fly liberally and fastidiously across the plane. As one, the bird keenly overlooks and surveys the moving train.
From the train, many look up from time to time, but around November everyone looks up for a better view and peace of mind.
O' bird, Big Bird, with that eagle's eye just flying high, surveying and guiding the moving train as it passes by.
Sometimes the left will appear better while the right is lesser, or vice versa. But the direction is always the same because the body is at the center for sure.
Chaos
loud, wild
rattling, upending, sabotaging
Toxin, Despair, Remedy, Hope
encouraging, stabilizing, healing
quiet, calm
Peace.
When I was a child
a mere simulation of an adult reconciled,
in the body of a seven-year-old adventurer -
I'd be a scientist, explorer or a writer succumbed to indenture,
as the storyteller, poet of what may lay ahead synchronizing,
visionary hero of the future uncompromising
out of the histories of some reformulated past stabilizing;
guided by grandmother's heart and care
taking in everything with no thought spared,
caught between the dream and its lesson wellspring
and all the heartaches and happiness it may bring
living, loving, measuring everything;
and here I am today, aged and grown
caught by the ebb and tidal edges sown
of where I was to go within its undertow.
I am the legendary me completed and formed
in a legacy that is created by life storms
satisfied and eased and at last at rest
knowing well - who I am today
can be assured -
I did my very best.
What bridges the stale, hot air of summer?
Icecream
Soulful pageant of flavors
A cone piled high
Vanilla, Chocolate, Strawberry
or Rocky Road sublime
Control unteethered, de-stabilizing diet
Comfort food soothes stress
and laps of relentless striving
To lick, lustfully, the sweet drips
that ooze to our hands
heavy with the weight of June
Inside a limitless obsession
that hammers hunger
that lifts the talons of heat
the trappings of cold, telegraphs relief
an altered state
In the tucked curve of a summer's smile
stitched to a ruddy, sticky
cookie-cream face.
Poem composed: April 1st, 2021
Contest: All Yours (June 7)
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Fresh in mind
A lightening bolt in me
But safer, kinder
We slipped off conformity
In triggers of encrypted chemicals
No slap-on labels
No pull to sticky corrections
No show of egos unveiling
Our mismatched skills did not get in the way
We wooed like outfielders catching
Off balance when separated
Ignoring sweet word stumbles
Joyful together,
sharing each other's detours
Our shadows weaved to one another
leaning, like twin towers
till issues snapped at our heels
a re-evaluation
unfortunate contusion
apply another bandaid
de-stabilizing
pressure points
a catered
drift
to others.
Brazen memories -
for the love that precedes the end of love
still stirs.
Poem revised: September 15th. 2020
The Democrat Debate
By Franklin Price
10/16/2019
Could not believe what I was watching
On the the Democrat debate
The outset not surprising
Has been no change of late
The direction of the great event
Set by the CNN
Further hurt the left side
With impeach Trump to begin
Dwelling on impeachment
Not their job there on the stage
Should have been what they would do
Of some substance, we could gage
The USA is searching for
A stabilizing ride
Impeachment's for the Congress
That's the place to stem the tide
Some of the nerdy dozen
Voiced how to sing along
And mentioned their concerns about
Helping write impeachment's song
Their object is replacing Trump
What they'll do, they should have said
Looks like the gators in the swamp
Are very far from dead
They should take a lesson
From what JFK would say
It's not what our country does for us
But what we do for it today
i see
they wander
your eyes
through space
through time
their worry
a distant glare
lost they quiver
unsettled in their haze
your silences
your every thought like loud denials
i understand them well
those blurts of fear
the muffled words smothered censored
for fear they can never be unsaid
seeking first a peace
delicately balanced deep within
stabilizing the inner sanctum
making sure words ring true
for fear of death and dying
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~CENSORED~ 2020
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
The mist of our actions from the past sometimes hit our present days with over spray. Seasons of life twist, turn, overlap as good & bad similarities began to seem repetitive. A cross road within a void of time. Are we steering the path of our destiny or will our destiny take the coarse predestine by creation's origin. The mixture of experiences influence the emotions we carry around daily. Stabilizing our personality to handle the choirs on the daily is priority number one. Explosions of attitudes erupt in the environment as peace is the destiny our heart crave to be the norm all the time. Trying to stop the pain by chasing more pain is that the definition of insane. Days things seem strange are we witnessing the vision of our triumph or repping the benefits of acceptance, enduring the pain. Is the pain is love game being promoted in America as a solution to keep us sane & the key to us having things. Then watch the rich man blow out his brains; cause riches wasn't the solution to his pain.
Enjoy!!!!
behind the invisible and locked door Akashic records are re-
corded and monitored (lizards and limbic systems leak fluids)
as druids sacrifice their lives for the harvest and hum…
the swelling cities ramble and babble
beneath sagging and aging wires
disintegrating and integrating
into the impalpable web…boiling brains…
blackness eats mouths growing cancer
as the king’s atomic crown blinds all…
the owl recognizes a voice in the orderly wilder-
ness…the first flakes of snow descend…electric hell glows…
all citizens know and obey the silent titles and epitaphs
etched into our stony silence stabilizing foundations of reality…
the texture of madness caresses my psyche
my eyes envision scythes and scathing words…
…caustic causations eat reason out of my tongue… (who are you?) whispers the auto-
mated unconscious answering silhouettes with symphonies…the negative is the final
answer…contracts contract and species sizzle beneath the riddle penetrating the o-
zone…
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