Wartime. That's hapt, eh,
nigh on ever'day.
I was awand'rin' why,
when a noble knight arose afore me, 'pon a horse.
Says the noble fella,
I was sent to answer you,
and swear the truth you find has never been a lie.
Treasure it. Treat it sure and saved and safe.
For, gotten gains are lost or never were, the trenches
remain, graves with the ends kicked out.
From those,
we rose and claimed war is the lie, the first one.
The lie that says to itself, I am true, not you,
by nullifying you, I am proven.
"But you are crazy, right?"
No,
not right.
Lie yourself from reality.
Did that work? Dear reader, you alone know.
unsuspended unbelief becomes belief,
in a wink, a gleam, an apple in God's eye.
If you can imagine that, otherwise,
mortality is temporary,
waiting
is. It's what trees do, peacefully, from my POV.
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how might the message survive
interesting question in these interesting times
So'yal 2018
Clocks unlock the clues
pay
attention time time times and halves have past
The whole world divided in the time of Peleg
into languages and nations
we forget ourselves and must remind
we have the mind of Christ
what hubris or what faith or
what evidence,
what good can I do or could I if were minded?
so, If I agree with Jesus about the location
of God's, by Jesus's definition, God's kingdom
is within whom he spoke to or
to whom his words
were given or
taken, for
granted
hubris, nay,
arrogance? meekness. assumption presumption
sumpin hapnin heyah sameosameosameo
----
The Younger Dryas took some time. it was cold.
but the ice caps are finally melting,
that's a good thing. warm days
cool nights,
seed time and harvest
Kinda like Joni Mitchell's Circle Game but
bubbles being formed and expanding
did we bump?
were you really ever part of me?
Did we see those stones melt, or
was that on TV?
Dec 22, 2018
Dec 22, 2018 at 1:29 PM UTC
Wartime. That's hapt, eh,
nigh on ever'day.
I was awand'rin' why,
when a noble knight arose afore me, 'pon a horse.
Says the noble fella,
I was sent to answer you,
and swear the truth you find has never been a lie.
Treasure it. Treat it sure and saved and safe.
For, gotten gains are lost or never were, the trenches
remain, graves with the ends kicked out.
From those,
we rose and claimed war is the lie, the first one.
The lie that says to itself, I am true, not you,
by nullifying you, I am proven.
"But you are crazy, right?"
No,
not right.
Lie yourself from reality.
Did that work? Dear reader, you alone know.
unsuspended unbelief becomes belief,
in a wink, a gleam, an apple in God's eye.
If you can imagine that, otherwise,
mortality is temporary,
waiting
is. It's what trees do, peacefully, from my POV.
----------
how might the message survive
interesting question in these interesting times
So'yal 2018
Clocks unlock the clues
pay
attention time time times and halves have past
The whole world divided in the time of Peleg
into languages and nations
we forget ourselves and must remind
we have the mind of Christ
what hubris or what faith or
what evidence,
what good can I do or could I if were minded?
so, If I agree with Jesus about the location
of God's, by Jesus's definition, God's kingdom
is within whom he spoke to or
to whom his words
were given or
taken, for
granted
hubris, nay,
arrogance? meekness. assumption presumption
sumpin hapnin heyah sameosameosameo
----
The Younger Dryas took some time. it was cold.
but the ice caps are finally melting,
that's a good thing. warm days
cool nights,
seed time and harvest
Kinda like Joni Mitchell's Circle Game but
bubbles being formed and expanding
did we bump?
were you really ever part of me?
Did we see those stones melt, or
was that on TV?
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