Do with this what you will
Regardless of how it makes you feel.
I was given a scroll, treasured and sealed.
I received it from an elderly man name Bill.
I do not know the magnitude of its appeal.
Nor was I told about the contents inside.
Very seriously, Bill said to me before he died;
The truth we must cease to deny and hide.
We must implement and not set it aside.
The truths behind the seal can heal our lives.
So, do with this what you will
Regardless of how it makes you feel.
a hush holds its quiet determination;
a spark slips in as fascination;
a breath gathers slow observation;
a thread forms a soft combination;
a glance offers brief examination.
Think not,
That I see you there;
You may, as you show
No story of the dead
Would leave with the devil,
The woods were golden
Through beeches;
Truth heard me learn again
(Blackout of Another Dark Lady by Edwin Arlington Robinson)
Fiction evolves from reality.
Even Truth in stranger than Fiction
Again Fiction has the power
to initiate real stories.
Fiction is the reflection of Reality
and vice. Versa.
The measure of power of Fiction
depends to what intensity
it can influence readers.
The more the reader is engrossed
or impressed, more powerful is the Fiction.
Reality and Fiction apparently resemble
two poles of a magnet, attracting one another.
If Fiction be the shadow of Truth,
Truth is Shadowed by Fiction
Life is not a Continuous Function -
But contains chapters of discrete function
as several happenstances
producing Fiction of ruthless Truth
My heart has chosen you;
Pour love, into a hug, elected –
In lands of lofty mountain peaks
God deftly weaves the Aspen trees
through evergreens, with spires high
in crisp, thin air over clear blue skies.
Upon His loom yellow leaves are spun
like fine gold threads until they’re done
a golden weave of shimmering shock
sunlight flashes through dark forest stock.
We who believe are like golden trees
where the light of Truth can be received
by those who wander in forests blind
unable to see the Truth defined.
From the Vine the Spirit spreads
through intricate roots, connecting threads
of hope and peace, from darkness to light
from sin to redemption, and glory bright.
Line of inquiry:
“Neither desire nor aversion
Meditation our immersion
Conditioned beliefs discarded
Hymns we hum are our own version”
A child I was, when Nuns taught me in school;
so God was with me from an early age.
The catechism shaped for me each rule-
my soul's foundation at this tender stage,
to help unlock a door I would engage.
My reading about God was not the key-
but seeing what He is- enlightened me.
That feeling that He's near in all I do,
the balances of nature, my guarantee-
internal hymns of love, faith, hope, accrue.
I sing the hymn of Love through family,
and feel God's care is echoed from each heart.
I sing the Hymn of Faith, a tapestry
of sunset glow that leads to a fresh start,
and sing my Hymn of Hope on new day's chart.
Love, Faith, and Hope are His Amazing Grace-
my heart and soul, with God there, interface.
Fire in the belly, fire in the eyes
Fire as protection or a smoke disguise
Fire laden rhetoric, incendiary lies
Fire filled with warmth, fire follows drought
We'll keep rubbing sticks together till the last one burns out
We have played with fire ever since we stole it from the gods
We're bound to keep on playing cause we like to play the odds
Someone will get burned
Some will just burn out
There isn't any wonder cause the scars'll leave no doubt
Fire raging wild, keep it from a child
No way to make it stay controlled
No way to keep it mild
It has raged throughout the ages it has never been snuffed
From the lips or from the pages til we say we've had enough
The most popular newborn male’s name in Israel in 2025: Muhammad
I guess that’s what happens when 'Jews commit genocide'
They start giving their kids Moslem names, don’t they
~ Any other fraudulent claims you want to accuse Israel of today?
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If you doubt the truth of line one, please, please fact-check to your
heart's delight.
To make sure that lines two and three are clear: They are written
as total satire; They are completely and unequivocally untrue!!
The population of Israeli Arabs - that's right: Israeli Arabs who are
full citizens - while only about 25% that of Jewish Israelis, is growing
so fast that Muhammad is the most popular name for new baby males
in the entire country! Amazing! (Some 'genocide,' eh??)
First of all, I need to say
Aloud what is hidden away.
The pain of heartache weighs on me.
Can words of truth set me free?
You made me a believer.
Pain, you showed me what is real;
You even taught me how to feel.
To believe that I could rise
Above a life based on lies.
You made me a believer.
All my wounds lie deep within,
But my demons will not win.
I'll bring them out into the light,
Tell my truth and make it right.
You made me a believer.
Born to live my life with pride,
The road has been a rocky ride
Especially when the doves cried
(Heard me screaming deep inside).
You made me a believer.
So, let life throw rocks my way.
I will march into the fray.
A victim I will never be
If I react assertively.
You made me a believer.
I see the beauty through the pain.
On life must fall a little rain
To put out fires of deep regret;
Draining feelings in rivulets.
You made me a believer.
Pain made me a firm believer
That life can be a big deceiver,
But it taught me what is real;
To reconcile with how I feel.
Pain made me a believer.
Wholesome ...what an incredible word
Arousing glorious visions of purity
Innocence, health...natural and earthy
Unpretentious, clarifying....free!
Radiance of life reigns around sweet relationship
offered by the great "I am that I am" Creator
as I yield to Him Who is my sovereign Director
midst blessed fellowship along wondrous worship.
Against suffering gloom of frustration-caused pain
I am bouncing back with hope-lit serenity-glow
revived to bloom along abundant blessings' flow
since the great "I am that I am" grants salvation-gain.
Gripped by "I am the way, the truth and the life" creed
surmounting unbelief's stroke that attacks the heart
triumphantly prevailing over weakness' dart
I am keeping the faith, shining with love and kindness' deed.
Hitch-hiked along the East Coast 1968-70
multiple times
Picked up by mini-buses
marijuana high times
Dated a filthy rich gal whose 1971-72
backyard was Hamilton College
We climaxed every night, alright
but didn’t gain any knowledge
Pledged the fraternity where 1969
‘Animal House’ was shot
Quit the very next morning
learned to quit a lot
Got a D- in a Shakespeare class 1971
blamed it on the professor
Retook the same course
almost got an F from his successor…
They say the best teacher is Experience
~ I must have heard ‘Experiments’
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This is all completely true, so help me - gulp - G-d!!
Everything i did for you
Is not enough
The sacrifice i bid for you
Is not enough
Everything I've been through
I'd do it again for you
Everything I've bled through
I'd do it again for you
The things that i would die for
Is not enough
The things they took my life for
Is not enough
Wanted me on the side walk
Fighting a psy-war
You are the one that i try for
is not enough...
Everything I've been through
I'd do it again for you
Everything I've bled through
I'd do it again for you
I stopped thinking about me
When i think about you
I stopped thinking about me
When i think about you
Everything I've been through
I'd do it again for you
Everything I've bled through
I'd do it again for you
Yeshua is wise yes
Fall feast soon approaching us
Autumn cold brings hope
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