Supreme Court examination of homeless budget item
Good is one crime
Is that what your saying?
Finish that sentence on your own.
Finding out what someone else cannot do?
All the financial crimes currently committed
By not taking part in another's process of speech and records
I hold no errors in law
Forfeit the matter of the document is not and is public
Without opinion
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Rest now Bluebird, sleep supreme
I'm waiting for you in your dream
Tell me where you want to go
I'll take you then and there, presto!
Thrilled I'd be to tag along
It's your dream, it's your song
Just tell me what you want to do
I'll make it happen, all for you
RAINING HEARTBEAT
My supreme heartbeat.
echoing sweet thunder, as
its cloud, raindrops love:-
It's so disappointingly beautiful
when you are judged
by someone who feels like a judge
so precise, infallible and supreme !
As if all the thoughts of the judged
are pure waste
and the thoughts of the person
who dons the role of the judge
are the most tasteful sugar and cream !
(02.04.2025)
hostage
Trapped, falsely imprisoned, identity stolen, wages deprived, abuse of power, denied freedom
Unable to move and measured, no structure to enter, prisoner of war.
A movement of legal monetary policy allows for these crimes against me, today, 3/23/2025
Self employed as a writer. Inhumane conditions for working in the country, the city workers fail federal codes, failing to report crimes, participation in crimes. Failing to turn themselves in to the authorities
The most unsettling sound
is the sound of work shoes
pounding on a hardwood floor.
It's a sound that may harbor a hug or violence
the sound of authority and mundane chores
it's the sound of fatigue and routine
a sound without middle ground.
I grew up in dwellings where it was rule
to take our shoes off in the mud room...
So, all the footfalls sounded the same
cotton feet whispering - unthreatening
soft footsteps can harbor the echoes
of a supreme flavor of deception.
In my travels
I seek thee
Amongst the snow capped mountains,
The scenic valleys,
Meandering rivers
That meets the turquoise sea
The rolling meadows
And sprinkling streams
The azure sky above
Connect me to the supreme being
A transcendental journey
That invigorates and rejuvenates me
On a spiritual level
You
can
use
race
to
segregate
but
you
cannot
use
race
to
integrate
Hell is never full
God shows His holiness supreme
He sent His son to the cross
where Jesus died in our place
so lovingly He suffered loss
This was truly the highest price
indeed the only price to satisfy
God's holiness requires this
holy and righteous is His cry
No one else but only Jesus
could pay the price of our sin
making Himself the perfect sacrifice
so God would allow us to enter in
God's holiness is so infinite
and our unholiness so great
that only Jesus could bridge the gap
to deal with our sins before it's too late
Praise God for sending Jesus
who died on Calvary's cross
so we could be blameless and holy
forever to be, our sins indeed was
(Scripture References:
Romans 8: 3,4
Acts 3: 14
Hebrews 9: 26)
Written on 10 August 2023
A Yearning Soul
Let my faith in the Supreme Lord
Shine just like a clear dazzling light;
Not to serve Him I can`t afford:
O Supreme Lord, broaden my sight.
All that I yearn is for a lee,
I seek His mercy on my plight;
O Lord to You this is my plea:
O supreme Lord, broaden my sight.
I bow humbly before your shrine,
Let me reach your heavenly height;
I yearn for all that is divine:
O supreme Lord, broaden my sight.
In robes of black, the gavel strikes,
Supreme Court stands, its power unlike.
A battlefield where ideas clash,
Rewriting rules with every word, dot and dash.
Justices wield their pens with might,
Shaping the landscape, day and night.
Their words like arrows, piercing through,
Transforming politics corrupt anew.
With each decision, lines are drawn,
An ever-shifting political lawn.
Redrawing boundaries, left and right,
In search of justice, to dim to sight.
Opinions differ, fierce debates,
As Court's quill alters enumerable fates.
Balancing scales with careful might,
In quest for truth, in judicial light.
But as they scribe, they must be aware,
Of the consequences they then share.
For the political tapestry, once untorn,
Bears the marks of those who've sworn.
To navigate this realm with grace,
The Court must tread a more tempered pace.
For in their hands, the future lies,
A nation's destiny, the just the wise.
God is many God is one
They came from nowhere
Always here the Family
Beyond the universe
Standing at the edge
Their hands creating
On the ledge
Their knowledge is unspoken
Unwritten unknown
And undeniably
Sanctified sacred sacred
To the core
Holy beyond holy.
Seek what?
For know no more.
The state of the family
Is profound
God is Great God is more
They are the Family Supreme
Many as one
Believe
From palaces to huts, from courts to marriage halls, from forests to cities
All placed their heart in something beautiful.
once in a while when black magic arose in our minds we all meditated
to lords and supreme highs.
we built a place to worship either churches, mosques, or temples.
All the writers dropped the ink on the paper to write something positive.
we all believed in the supreme energy to maintain peace,
we aligned toward the universe and set our thoughts free.
we blessed our life with worship and peace
we defeated the black magic from every inch of our souls.
Regenerative health opportunities
engage divinely omnipotent passions
omnipresent deep copassions
omnisciently felt cooperative intent
of co-invested green panentheists
Systemically,
necessarily whole organic
synergetically requiring
dipolar co-arising round corporate risks
of eventual degenerating time lines
To project and prepare sufficient safe space
and healthy multi-generational time
for subsequent recreative iterations,
sacred economic exchanges,
co-empowering transactions,
resilient nonviolent communicating relationships
Transubstantiating
win/win health systemic
optimal EarthJustice
trauma prevention
enlightening bodymind
EarthTribal resilience
of co-invested empowerment.
Ever try eating a Soft Taco Supreme
And not appear like a glutton
With stuff squirting out all over yourself
Down to your old bellybutton
It's all about this amazing experience
Wouldn't be as enjoyable without it
So forget about all those damn cleaning bills
They're part of the joyous trip
As you chomp away with gay abandon
The messier the better, for sure
Without the mess, you ain't no aficionado
Just someone trying to act mature
Acting prim and proper when eating a taco
Has never been part of the scene
So dig right in, the messier the better
Be a proud taco eating machine
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