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 Jun 2016 RJW
Damian Murphy
How the burning flames of passion
Can the coldest of hearts fashion...
Frozen, impenetrable,
Of love no longer capable.
The #ecstasy and #agony...
 Jun 2016 RJW
Cynthia Jean
To those who wait
their strength shall be
renewed...

Those who
put their trust
in Me
Shall soar
like eagles...
They shall run
and not be weary
They shall walk
and not faint....

Their hope
...in Me...
will be renewed.
And they will continually
experience
My Presence...

Their dependence
on Me
enables them
to do My will
and  give Me glory.

They will learn
to enjoy Me,
for in My Presence
is fullness of joy,
and at My right hand
are pleasures
forevermore.....


cj 2016
Joseph was raised up from a pit,
to a position of respect.
Daniel was rescued from the lion's den,
because he put his trust in Him.
Moses was saved from his enemy Pharaoh,
and led God's people to a brighter tomorrow.
Christ was victorious over sin and death,
even the Cross was not His final breath.
And I too, as one of His,
shall follow in the footsteps of those gone before.
Though I find myself now in a place of
heartache and trouble,
where there are those who oppose me
and want to ***** out Your light in me,
You, O God, will raise me up,
and set my feet upon solid ground.
You will rescue me from those who want to bring me down.
And replace my tears of mourning
with a joyous song.
I am still waiting to hear from the surgeon whom is going to operate on my neck as far as they know that its not cancerous but they want to clear out the spurs burs in my neck thanks love you all.
Lucid dreaming is the doorway
        to the unconscious.
So dream.
Do not stay closed
        behind cement barricades
        blocking the moon
        from shining.
Live.
Each second is for you.
The tumbling of life
         does not promise
            anything.
In one breath
you can have
        a time table
        handed to you.
A distinct framework
        of how much
        longer you shall be.
Stay in illusion.
Keep in mind
that very little
is worthy of
being screamed about.
Politics
        and
people games
        are not
         the substance
        of existing.
Picture colourful images
         that flutter
          playfully
            across the
           mental horizon.
A traffic light
      will
       blink
red, yellow, green.
A noise
        will dominate
         the shading sky.
These mean nothing.
Moments of distraction
        soon
         gone away.
Focus on fantasy.
Allow yourself
the freedom to
         celebrate
        the essence
        of harmony.
When you die,
       it will be
         your dreams
         that are
          remembered.
Breathe.
It's just
      a bad day,
      not a bad life.
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