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Birds of December,
carrying memories of you,
I don't need reminders,
instead send by wings, God's angels, so I can be there with you,
I'm a nobody to anybody,
I'm forgotten, already gone,
down on the floor, face down,
crying out to the Lord,
to make their reality the truth,
I'm a nobody to everybody, in this place,
beggin' you Lord to take me soon,
no need to end this with, 'amen', because it won't end, until the Faithful Amen sends me through.
This is part 1 based on a real experience. A true story of how I got hurt in a place you'd never expect to get hurt. In my whole life I've never been broken in this way. Blessings to you. I hope that you never have to go thorough this. Author Ven J Arnold
Find me on you tube under Jencie Arnold
Mark Wanless Nov 2020
you coward amen
not soul saver till the end
no you were just man
Ken Pepiton Nov 2020
Can we think old thoughts as thought by earlier readers,
without walling a mind off from all we know,
which Hobbes had no way of learning,
though? No.
We need this knack of we being, a you and a me, seeing
an I, in a time long ago.

Egalitarian sortings of men, arrogation worth,
a-dam, novus knower,
acknowledge me your equal? Dare ye, I may be a fool.
Levelers were around, in Hobbes's town, taking time
to bring the highest minded down,
not to lift the baser sort up.

-- none the less, lime the branch,
-- by chance a bird may bring a word, watch

we heard, the deceived received a reprieve,
we've found the edge stitched in
second thoughts and other wise guesses as good,
good enough
to keep life as we have agreed, conserving
the power in the
word - life as in -- we live, not me without you or we
without all the otherwise functionaries,
maintaining the planet and aching
to settle down to day and night,
just right.

Balance in being part of it all,
restored,

for a second there, didjafeel it?
Ah, 2020, we are in the final stretch of an unforgettable year. Each civilization needs such a year, to be in competition for longest continually told story... in the end.
Terri Sep 2020
My love is blasphemous
As long as you are the one
who I worship

STOP
Wait

I'm on my knees again,
Begging and pleading
For your eternal salvation,
To not leave me
In eternal damnation

I shouldn't be on my knees
Thinking you'll pardon me
To the judgement that you'll bring
But I'll always be your dog
Obeying every command
Knowing that someday
When you grow weary
I will no longer be of use
Then set me to the depths of hell
And leave me to perish

As I say again
"No more"
To the manipulative tongue of yours
That I once thought
Where heaven flows;
Where gospel speaks.
But they were
Words of manipulation
Equating to comfort.
Check out my profile for the first 2 amen - as long as you are the one i worship
- ... when you grow weary, i will no longer be of use
- ... and leave me to perish
Hope nowadays resembles the wind.

One second people have it,

And the next it’s gone like the wind.

When an obstacle greater than you presents itself and stares you down.

Don’t coward away and forget about hope.

Being obedient to retaining hope pays;

People who are obedient,
Who remain faithful,
Who hold onto hope without hesitation,

Will see obstacles,
No matter how great or small,
be conquered by the divine.

You see when an obstacle seems too big for you, or too complicated and the how just won’t present itself .. it’s because you’re not supposed to be fighting that battle.

It’s God’s battle.

Give him his FIGHT BACK!

He called and asked to have his fight back.

He wants you to return it.

Give it BACK,
Let go and Let God.

Everything happens in divine timing.

Don’t let your hope dissolve,

Don’t let hope escape from your grasp like the wind, instead hold onto it with both hands and stand witness to how OUR God will conquer the fight.

Because he is the king of kings,
There is no obstacle greater than him
And he will succeed.
Fheyra Apr 2018
Let us summon the Name of Everyone and Everything.
An accolade bestowed upon His greatness,
Where doves soar to the valleys of wisdom
Seeking for wonders love by Him.

Put a tune, or a note
To a song of faith
Is here to guide you in...
  
           "Gotta keep soaring high
             Keep climbing mountains,
            ' Till I rise my Heart
              Never gonna hold back
              Never gonna stop
              You know I won't give up
              It's the Spirit You put in me
              And the fight is to believe
              Oh, I'll be chasing clouds
              'Till I reach the edge of Life"



Take courage and have faith
For God is the Way, the Truth, and the Life.
Oh Lord, bless us all.
Amen
alexa Mar 2020
last night i begged and pleaded with you for hours,

tried telling you that i deserved to bloom like a flower.

i’ve never asked you to save me,

but now i’m asking you nicely.

please, let me be happy,

and please, i beg of you, let it be for me.

amen.
im tired of being superficially happy. or it being temporary. what did i do wrong? why can i not get this one thing?
Colm Jan 2020
Boundless
Limitless
Endless
Deeper than skies
Taller than oceans
Wider than mountain ranges high
Are these words to me
And to you also
Free
As ever eyes can be between pages
Your Frost to you
My E to E
Old words rediscovered. I like what these have become. Much more neutral. Much more true to who I am. Thank God, I am free. (:
Ken Pepiton Nov 2019
What is strange, after all
was said,
and done,

the story seemed
forgotten
and

no one idea remained alone, as an if,
a
possibility,
never even imagined, one,
which alone made
each
hap or happenible, imaginable as an aspect of reality
appear to
happen, in your reality,
now,
and this
happened to be, one possibility,
wit' me
and you In it. it
seems
we can't

discern a granular differing christalization,
for, we know, it
looks like one of us loosed the grip on knowing,
realizability, actual-al-ity, virtually,
for sure,
at eye level.
See
qubic zirconium looks like diamond,
to naked eyes,
in certain light;
and magic seems scientif, with at least
six spin opt-in on the
referendum
passed for truth to exist in California…

Prop. 13 covered us, property tax wise,
so this reality looks
as if it worked,
see,
the effort to not die, remember?

Life goes on.

This is all we got to make the best of.
Your guess, as good as mine, I bet,
it's worth breathing
again;

but don't **** me, if I'm wrong,
joke,
no worry.
I never was,
under
those circumstances, you are crazy.
Not me. Breathe.
It was scheduled for a Tuesday in August, 1970
Walking around… in this big; big; world

Facing challenges… in this big; big; world

Meeting faces… in this big; big; world

Climbing steps… in this big; big; world



Writing words…

on this small; small; note

Pouring the letters out…
with this big; big; hopes



Kneeling, praying, gave in… to the big; big; God

Wishing you and me will end up together…



until they dig; dig; graves.



amen.
// a peaceful evening• 29-06-19.

—-mentioned your name, everyday;

in every of my; quiet;quiet; prayers.
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