Full circle may not signify completion.
You know why I don’t like your game?
It doesn’t allow for evolution.
I’ve outgrown you, learned on my own.
I feel like I’ve aced the uneven bars.
ln the beginning we were like magnets,
it was an endless loop trying to get to you.
Words on repeat, songs on repeat,
our late nights left me exhausted at work.
Now I am forced to walk on egg shells,
the behavior appears to be never-ending.
It’s a constant state of changing places,
we are always moving but never in sync.
When are we going to both hit clockwise,
unify and again accelerate forward?
Vesica piscis would be better than this,
at least then there is a common thread.
Completion may be accepting uneven,
walking away could bring you full circle.
The catch is what is left incomplete,
maybe the endgame is initial connection.
466.
Prayer For Citizenship
Oh Father God, we pray for citizenship
That its citizens establish good relationship
Oh Lord Jesus, we ask to strengthen our nationalism
That we unify our nation & avoid schism
Oh Holy Spirit, we beg for the welfare of our country
That it can always have justice, peace & prosperity
This we implore to our Lord God. Amen.
-12/22/2015
(Dumarao)
*Gideons Prayer Poems For Christian Values
In Germany's dusk, the fourteenth century fell
Disorder in the shadows, and village anger will swell
Where towns blossomed once, now chaos reigned
All rights tangled, privileges weren’t gained
Classes divided, old alliances torn
Princes and estates where conflict was born
Fields and workshops, commerce and trade
All swept up in strife that no one could evade
Country folk suffered, their fortunes declined
Feuds and famine ominously combined
Villages vanished only names remain
Echoes of lives lost to hunger and pain
Unrest and lawlessness, violence and fear
Only the strong could persevere
No ruler to unify, no guiding hand
Germany's turmoil swept across the land
So peaked the chaos the harbingers said
The way of order whimpered and fled
They would not do the same in The Western Land
They learned from how Germany had mistakenly band
Enlightenment the movement upwards to unify all polarities.
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Description, O my diatribe?
Stand before the court!
O comedians, with thy jibe!
Paragraphs to sort!
Where is hope on gallows hill?
Couldn't be real sure.
Yellow priestess, queen until?
Revelation tour.
Humble as a humbug?
Pride raises high the pain.
Dancers, rhythm! Cut a rug!
Doom is to disdain!
Death, thy destiny. Live free.
Placards of the plea.
O ye angels, come for tea!
Demons, how about ye?
Tyrant of deep waters?
Alliance Black Abyss.
Daughters, commit slaughters!
No one we will miss!
Rivers, needing rivets?
O lampreys, rub thy ribs.
Deadly are such divots!
Just nibble on the nibs!
Unify the endless hordes?
Bid them sharpen swords!
Watercress, thy water boards!
Mother Sin, thy gourds...
This is hilarious.
Try bow those strings like Stradivarius.
But i think you missed the point of your own aim.
Without a shred of self reflection or acknowledged self deception.
The irony of it is just insane.
Because in actual fact, once you attacked.
it's clear you were the only one to maim.
I mean honestly, this false dichotomy.
Will leave more than those split by it in twain.
Such a mentality, baseless reality.
As you fall victim to your own blame.
Though it makes sense, serves as recompense.
Always in service to whatever be the name.
I mean there's bliss, and then there is this. Yet somehow ignorance is not the same.
But what's its matter, unify in bones you shatter.
Still thinking you are winning the mind game.
MY DORMANT PAST
MEMORIES OF THE PAST MAY COME AND GO,
BUT ONE NEEDS TO BE IN CONTINOUS FLOW.
SMELL OF CRUMPLED DREAMS IS IN MY MIND,
ANALOGY OF BOTH ALWAYS KEEP US BIND.
DREAMS TURNED INTO SMOKE AND SPREAD WINGS,
COMING BACK TO ME GASP AND UNIFY IN WRING.
MAY BE ANOTHER DAY SOMEONE BRING TO FRUITION,
THAT DAY MY SOUL WILL BE IN EXUBERATION.
SEEING DREAMS IN EYE OF SOMEONE, AWAKE MY FANTASY,
DIVINE HAS SENT SOMEONE TO RUN MY LEGACY.
Love has been described as a battlefield as it can leave us with scars that can be seen and unseen by others.
Especially when the notes are singing in harmony.
A Harmony that is purely Bella to the fall of the first winter snow.
Snow that calms the hot ground from the heat that escaped the summer and landed into late Autumn.
Both forms of love are based on the unity of love.
Cold and hot cannot exist without one another.
Even when they oppose one another they are still brought together by the Melody and Harmony of music and life.
They are the love born of constant sadness and perseverance of truth.
They come from the unity of two that have different backgrounds that were meant to unify for a complete bliss that begins with four angels, and ends with more bliss.
Nothing can be done as all of the Gods, including the one that is the chief of all has ordained it!
The Broken Body
Let us break bread together
Heal the wounds between us
Put aside the strife which separates
Lay aside our differences
May we find peace
Despite our differences
Let us feast on the bread
Of life and fellowship
Come celebrate together
Let us not allow our
Brokenness to interfere
Come to the table of fellowship
We can celebrate
What the Lord has done for us
Giving His broken body
So that we can unite as one
You dear land of sun and 'strong spirit' do not be driven as
In (the scamdemic) and you can win it.' There may be an attempt to draw your attentions away.' From your homeless
And jab injured also dead so sad to say.' Attempts of false
Flag narrative; invetions' a very old eurpoean way.' To take your
Attention ( from fixing your own land i say) do not get into
Blaming do not fall for hate.' Unify and reason? Its not too
Late.' The mass immigration has been a tool to this end.'
Do not deviate from Australias needs your own country now defend.' Do not be 'pro other nations' or you will be
Lost..just turn off negative news sources.' And tell their
Agents (to rack off!)
In the warm embrace of summer lovely, when my one tiny heart is frostbitten beyond fire;
When my memory vanishes, with not a trace left to recall and cry over;
When my body no longer promises, to my will it’s obedience-power;
The love you bestowed on me, when is disposed by the cruel time and fate;
Even if you unify with the Earth, and waters, I would still love you just the same...
heavenly ocean
reflects stars, as mirrored eyes
unify lovers
Jesus was a sterling human being, also the son of God.
Would he have shunned anyone? I doubt it said McTodd.
Would he have said “I will save you, but not he, she or they?”
Not in the least, my friend said, “pronouns would not get in the way”.
Jesus was inclusive; he forgave everyone and invited us all in.
He would not have said keep out to my transsexual twin.
Jesus was inclusive, he wanted to unify and save us all.
Hatred and division will make our belief in humanity fall.
So let’s welcome those who are different, because guess what?
No one else is exactly like me or you or our cousin Wiser Gutt.
Jesus would want inclusion, he wants to save us all.
Let’s start building bridges and tearing down our hatred wall.
Minds stratify in webbed design.
In lone life’s strata snares align,
make psychic patterns unify.
In webbed design minds stratify.
In mind’s layers dark secrets hide;
prying can’t find from world outside.
Restrained silent mind never cares,
dark secrets hide in mind’s layers.
I’m a captive of my making,
see known faces fast receding.
In shell I can’t be adaptive
of my making, I’m a captive.
It’s only me I always see.
Mirage escorts my heart in glee
to oasis of ecstasy.
I always see it’s only me.
This year we face a crossroads in our country
An important choice we must make to keep our democracy.
Do we continue to chose candidates from the standard parties,
Or do we follow the path of another young man and follow
His We The People party.
Forget for a moment his last name
Or the memories if those in his family before him
Listen to his words, his commitment, his passion and tell me you
Don’t feel he is the only choice to bind our country
Step back and review the two parties and what they stand for
Remember the terms of the former two men
And in good faith ask yourself do you want to place the fate of this country in their hands again
Maybe it’s tine for that third party to come alive
It’s a vote to unify not divide
A vote that will bring back our country’s unity
One should not forget the words of a great man who stood on a battlefield that November day
He urged us to bind together in unity
And the government for the people prevail then as well as today
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