Your word is a lamp for my feet and a light for my path.
The path to withstand my evil’s desired wrath.

Lead me by your truth and teach me,
Strike me deep in my heart, Jesus I can be.
For you are the God who saves me,
Who bloomed a fruit in my worthless tree.

All day long I put my hope in you.
You’re the God, who showed me what’s true.
For he made everything such a beauty,
Though as for me, I am poor and needy,
but the lord is thinking about me right now.”
And he will guide me, even if I don’t know how.

The lord is my shepherd; I have everything I need.
He is the only one, who can make me succeed!

For I sin in my earthly routine,
Purify me from my sins, and I will be clean;
wash me, and I will be whiter than snow,
Make me pure, as I live and show.

How could I be afraid to grow?
For he orders his angels to protect you wherever you go.

all my friends are falling in love
and guys are falling for them
they’re all asking when i will
even my guys friends ask questions

they ask how im still single
cuz “respectfully you’re pretty
if i didn’t see you as a sister,
i’d totally fall for you”

it’s a weird thing to say
but i think it’s sweet
it’s reassuring
knowing that maybe there’s nothing actually wrong with me

maybe God is making me wait
i mean i’m horrible at patience
but then i remember
that little thing He whispered to me

He has that perfect guy planned for me
and tho he has a girlfriend now
he’s gonna realize it’s meant to be me

i know i sound crazy
but i kinda like crazy

Written: 7/24/2025

We are born in original sin then in later years accept
lust as our romantic love-lace,
then chosen by His will to be enshrined in enflamed grace.
1 year in the garden in perfect harmony and chivalry,
6,000 years for the serpent to craft Adam's children cleverly.
The walking dead singing the expression of praying at 11:11,
believing they'll shoot thru the dog star, they're "portal to heaven".
Lucifer, the brightest and most clever of Seraphim:
in a conch of scripture he clutches and curls,
contorts John Ch:3 Vs:16 to darken their thoughts,
and stay dead to the world.
Millions of Yahweh's remnant given a gift of sweetest potion,
when once we we're like dead whales
at the bottom of the ocean.

Mankind  ascended the mountain
Built the great tower
Reaching to the heavens
There in the splendor of the Sun
Did we **** the gods
Far easier than anticipated

But it seems that their marketing department didn't get the memo

Perchance God created this world
For you to bless its ground.
Perchance God, with the love He holds,
Believed that you must be bound.

So He stole all your love
And hid it far from view,
And now you walk the earth
Without feeling in truth.

Perchance He’s in endless doubt—
That one day, you’ll forget
What He did, and what He does—
Oh, it fills Him with regret.

So He fled within the stars,
And to work was He set—
To amend and put to right
Eons of secrets.

For from your love He shall create
Everything that ever flew—
Every red, wine-rich fruit.

And in His need to express His self-hate,
From all the silent tears you abate,
God channeled all His sorrow through—
Creating that beautiful, tender morning dew.

When I’m surrounded by darkness,
And the feeling of finding a single ray of light is my religion

When I’m lonely in my thoughts,
And a feeling of unseen energy lifts me is my religion.

When my eyes brim with tears,
And the feeling of crying in a safe lap is my religion.

And,
When I'm all alone the feeling of a divine presence protecting me is my religion.

SO WHAT'S YOUR RELIGION??

Your eyes speak to me,
Whisperings of lust,
I view the tragedy,
With my love fufilled eyes.

God will return when there's nothing new to see anymore

Right when you're about to dissolve into "all knowing" hubris

You shunned all experiences you couldn't mindlessly scroll through

So the mission to enrich part of the universal with unique temporality
has ended

Both God and man incapable of judging this as good or bad