An Honest Fate Removed Chapter 3 A Poetic Prose Stream Of Consciousness Effort

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The journey towards home, yes quiet the tender longing, my soul, weary, inside, inside out outside all and about. Given the struggle, attention, being, and remaining always, seemingly; to be quiet and quite the insidious, aspiration, perfection, whereas it would lay finally.

Soft cool rains fall clear crystal and alabaster sands are, patient and broken down, by the merry hands of the wind; Time. The Sun rises, falls, Mother Earth and Moon, all the planets revolve around, enchanted amid. Reverent hope promenades about. Our Creator's Love lulls them sings them a tender song. His Grace; delights.

Wild horses run boldly as one across gentle, vibrantly swaying fragrant thriving and ever-lively meadows. Joyous hound dogs howl. Dueling fiddles have been told too, to revive. New babies, they cry. Majestic loons as they are glide together upon glassy sheen's, their beauty reflected, upon golden ponds.

True Divinity freedom bellows out is not a farce. White clouds puff up and billow in glorious efforts to greet their provision the open welcome of purple Heavens.

Knowing full and well, of all of this, their gracious rains quietly, remind me.

Because precious tears offered in faith; fall. our Creator catches them places them, within His Soul's Heavenly Amphora. Yes, and; with a sway of His Mighty Hand, He plucks up His eminent Knowledge honed by Holy Quill.

Upright and looking straight into His vision for all of us, of all life; of this new day. Our Creator offers the many consummate opportunities riding high on the fringe of His Promise. Granted to us with His Welcome. Painting a Holy Journey, Evolving amid a certain Solace and Freedom. Moving on into veracious days with Him lasting on forever. Exiting beyond higher lofts of Earthly skies and rolling lands. Advancing in humble reverence; descending down from the openness of the Heavens.

Rewriting yet again; another story in person for each individual! Yes for all life. Far, far greater and even greater still; than the others, gone before.

Carrying within this, the treasures revealed of Him. Strewn about found soaring aloft the "Reality" of "Him!" Granted and awakened devout of their surrender. Whispering, of the latter days. Grateful for the many gone by.

As Tender Kisses resonating from His Heart of Mercy, Grace the folds every nook and cranny of the lands. The fullness of His consciousness yes the very presence of His Greater Hope for all life; has placed its sweetness rising up in its essence! Within lowly laying effervescent; droplets glistening in the light, of His joyous rejoinder!

Given for all; in Love!

Carried in the honest taste, the freshness; of the precious morning dew!

Yes, and in its innocence; our Creator's Truth e'er aware and seeing this and being fond of His presence thriving within the relative ease and dancing amid the peace emanating from the perfect Fruition of His Love; moves to cherish too, the pureness, of this union.

While rising, in a blaze of His Glory; from the ashes of the past.

A new day budding in the wake of its freedom. Amid royal fields growing still more fragrant and evermore brilliant; ever-elaborate; of lavender. Has felt the pleasure of His passion too! Yes, ayes given the true warmth and goodness, He has always been open to provide.

Pausing amid this simple beauty seen still rising in spite of this out of the ashes of the hate of the days of our past. His Love remains, abides for us!

Why not we also, all move to look to cherish this, as the innocent in their Freedom; are always striving, to do?

Yes, just as the Mantis does have the heart to pray and as gentle winds provide the earth just enough hope to blow the leaves each fall off the trees, the shrubs, the pines trees, and the wilder growth of the vines.

Taken in by the light, as I think of the Sun. As the little honey humble bumble bee bumbles on by here along beside me. The mere fact is even as I try I know, purple flowers Ocean Tides in there fullest of sway; and very gravity. In the brevity, as I write, and as though I may try, and can spin a yarn of lines, I guess.

As they are far greater these things; being of God I cannot paint such Beauty nor Reality, nor Truth; what Goodness He radiates. Such as this. The very living wonder of these things!

Yes, these are His things I believe of the very many, the perfected and certain beauty, of all life in its (H)onesty, (O)penness, (W)illingness to remain these ever-generous ways, continuously, to all of us, true to themselves, to Him.

Because I believe now, as I am being shown. The plague of the heart is, the very; buried, yes the very truth/proof of Hates indifference! Blind tendentiousness keeping this well-pruned; feeding its root.

In the moonlight from here, echoes carry far. Grace lays beside innocence amid the shadows of our Creator's Love! The measure of its hope, tranquility; delivered!

With, a tender; terry to and fro amid the murky acceptance of the open streams. Dancing vibrantly humble weeds can be found rolling around in abandon! Toppling about again and again up under them! Then and again amid the forbidding mid the ambling waters off the shores in lieu of the gentle undertow reflecting of their brilliant pastel-colored luminescence. Shining boldly in their naked dance.

Coming to land softly then and again — each upon the mighty shores of the delta. Yes, and as they catch his eyes, my youngster, his passions.

Tender as he is as he views them there their velvet petals crimson. His love grows sheltered between the bosom of the light. As he kneels down; reaches out quietly between the wind, and thorn — to pick up their essence, his quiet interests, their beauty now there their blooming!

Shadows scurry away, run; morning Sun wakes the Dawn." "Grateful eyes see, remember.

"Lost love, brave is the person who embraces the loss of this effort! Even with this being just as considerably obsolete now as this is, anyway. As they welcome this effort as a consistent and continuing blessing for all life! Just as our Creator does, has, and always will bless everyone with precisely all that they will ever need!

With undergoing the process of offering all of the brokenness of their lives, and the hope of the growth; of their faith; to Him!"

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Removed, bygone buried dead already I am! Yes!

No not bitter because Grateful if the Truth is to be known! A' willing man I am today because of our Creator,! Because of the Example of You Jesus! Because of the haste of this life! Without following You as the only altruistic effort that our Creator Desires for all life!

Wishing only to abide in peace with our Creator and with You Brother Jesus and with the World around me and within me with; no regrets!

Yes, because yes Friend this is for certain! Found I have no renewable faith in You in the place of my bitterness! With this, I will always and; in all ways have a' consistent and continuing regret!

Today, and; eternally!

No, You, and I know Jesus yes, Brother I haven't any room for this.

Praying to be as I was born to abide with You as one open soul fully opened up by You. My one driving ambition being; to be as complete!

Absent of the motive of self! Ready and openly willing to be emptied out to be filled up again buy You! Recreated and filled to overflowing! Standing in the repose of our Creator's and Your; Peaceful Pardon!

This promise remains to be plenty for me enough!

Asked You, Brother I did, for this! Trust You now I do. Honorable You are Faithful! Wiped my sin away You did, sealed this, with a Kiss!

Yes, and now given to me this, our Creator's Illustrious Heart extended for me held up high! His Love has come, brought me to my knees, held me within this moment, and has kept me safe!

"Not from any it, they, or them, but completely protected; from myself!"

So Jesus yes Son of our Father Creator God! Yes, Brother, if this effort is all to be for Your Glory! Let this all be said: "In the way that I lived, that I dreamed of, and would die!" "As my prayer would inspire another!" "With this attitude!: "As merely as I was created with an open heart! I was perfected by, Him!" "Through following the Mighty Example, of You Jesus!"

Yes, some softly woven and vibrantly spoken words, mellow tones, all of these I have given in my life! Though now I pray truly they are virtuous!

So goes my Love for You Brother, lying there between time and chance1 I love You God our Father of Heaven and Earth from where I am and; beyond that day! When I was once alone! On into the Peace, that I have found with You now, at this very moment!

Yes, I cannot wait to unite with You again! To be Honest, and fully completed through Your "Ever-Gracious Efforts" with all life! With myself!

To spend the rest of forever with You!

If-still You would be Willing given my mistakes! Even albeit that with these! Yes; Creator; You would only Desire to have me and to use me for your Glory continuing! Here and now, and in Heaven!

I mean absence all about us, it is the way of things I know today!

What if it weren't yes?

What if Your Love being just was just what was the welcome that was waiting for all of us from You towards each of us and to another that was amiss! As we offer this away to all life consistently and just as continuously as You!

Yes, because I cannot alone fix all of the agitations in this World as they are without You Creator; or can I? I mean whom better to start with right; Jesus?

Yes because Your Love, is; the many ponderous, thing! So as this is with a candle!

We all have one, gracious and askance to be lit, and set ablaze by You, by everyone by all life and shared with You and with all life.

Yes, just as this comes from You so we would graciously surrender this away to all life! Consistently, and ever-continuously! When, if, and wherever You would offer us the "needed; and ample strength"; to accomplish this effort with You!

Your Love Brother, Your Mercy, Your Forgiveness offered to all life, to us! Our Fathers Grace being the catalyst we could all share in with everyone within this effort!

Yes oh my, what the whole World could be like then?

Yes because higher and Higher the marker for all of this life to reach towards, is the Continuing and consistent Example of You Jesus!

"This is our only Hope that is left at any time!" "That will always remain open to us!" "Offered to us by You!" "As this effort stands ready for us to follow!"

"Yes, "Creator" "This Hope" "Yours" is in "Your Mighty Hand!"

"All offered to us to accomplish this effort!" "Your Love"; to keep us "safe from ourselves" and to "Protect" us from "any effort" that would "undermine You", or us or any part of this life!" "As "We" apply all of our efforts as "we" work together "with You!" Towards these above and below efforts! Yes, Lord, this is Your promise to us!

"Yes, because today's abuse, is the vile; that we have all conceded to!" "Yes, again and again, one puncture of the knife embodies us all."

Forgive us, Father God, of the Heavens and Earth, please! Have Mercy! Have we but no other worth to pronounce? Has hate in our own hands brought us any semblance of Peace? Yes, You know Creator, and Jesus, I reckon it never will.

Yes you know Brother Jesus Your Peace I believe is not fleeting! In the offering, "Your Love" "is abounding." "Your Love indemnifies! Upholds all life! Yes, Your offerings secure us and all carry one condition; "Carry none remain Open!"

"Humbling Abode dried up driftwood pebble's smooth; all raw blessings, albeit the mark and the treasure of Your Love, Your Perfected Grace! Your soft Breezes carry; no duress!

Oh of You Lord all of Your Royalty "sustains" all of "us", and "all life"! Heaven's light lye's down beside You! Your Peace, "consumes"!

Yes, and still, I do not know as of late The Truest Brilliance, The Purest of Reasoning yes The Perfected Majesty, Yours! Always looking out us, for me. Though I do abiding in this Gray area of life with You, I live the appearance of my life as a sinner!

Who is this Brother Jesus? Even with my continuing sin, Our Creator and You love us, You Both Love me, all of life! just, even in and through the very [pain of our Death! What Love is this? Surely, friend, this is the honest culmination, of bliss!

As Brother yes, our Creator's and Your blessings rain down all over all of us! As we lye back amid the abyss of this; desiring no other.

Yes Jesus, Brother, I can only pray what You would see instilled in us. Our most sensitive desire for humility within us.

Broken down by this bitter heart of shame! Kept unworthy of greater days; to die would be for me my passion! To live for You and for this effort, an opportunity to have You use me! All apart from all of my simple-mindedness, and; my raw bitterness and hatefulness resounding within me!

All within me-spouted out within the many growing forms left and kept untamed by me, all alone by myself, without You! Of my arrogance belittling myself and all of this life abounding, and all-surrounding us!

Oh for that I would live solely for this day! To share this with You. Yes, I pray, Brother that when you look on me, let it be You see my desire; for Peace!

Yes, because I am still learning today! As I desire to love You and be loved by You! My desire, is the simple aspiration of our Creator's and Your same longing for this.

Yes, because again illustrious; yes I am far from this! I am only but a vessel hoping against all hope to be filled with consistent and continuing faith; such as You! Yes; such as all of this above and forthcoming by You!

"Yes, I tell you as I can still dream every day; I dream of Christmas."

Clouds lay back as they arise, and fall puff up and billow all in illustrious efforts to greet the Sun, and as I lay back I admire them and as I see their rising as they grow fuller in the distance they puff up higher and higher above the willows.

As a light breeze picks up the leaves on the trees as You. make them sway together in their dance and so I lay out my hand; then, I catch a tumbling leaf by chance.

Knowing nothing of Your Love Brother nor our Creator's Grace nor Mercy nor Peace nor the righteous idea of true freedom. The leaf now represents for me my gift, of my limited idea. Yes, my selfish view of these greater things that I give to all life as well as to You.

So I say Your life now all of this, was all but nothing or this is for all of us a joyous opportunity to surrender to You. To this idea continuing on with us on into eternity.

As Harmony, Hope, and Happiness all of the Joy that Your Love can bring - Lilac flowers swaying away to and fro as the gentle breezes whisper quietly over them caressing them!

Yes, casting their fragrance's off farther and farther aloft then and again. A ways; up higher; down lower in and between them leaning them side to side then and again infinitely. Across the growing cascade of the meadows rising up to greet the ascending hills!

Hummingbirds darting through the sky rising up falling coming down again promenading crisscrossing around and around one another hovering together! Suckling on the maple sap.

Soft tender wings young hands outstretched and left open, Blue Bonnet butterflies fumbling around and fluttering bobbling and dancing about the dandelion patches. Those tasty buttery pollen pockets stuck to their tongue.

Humble honey bumblebees with their tiny little pouches overflowing with this same sweet nectar of life bumbling on by beside me.

And as I see it; the Moon rising up high over the Mantis! Tonight; I find myself praying.:

"Oh if only my struggle for Peace with our Creator and with You Brother Jesus and with The World within and all-surrounding all life were as open and my Freedom just as certain:

"Where then; could my hatred burden?"

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