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Jeff Bresee Feb 16
I thought to change one hair tonight
from white to black, atop my head.
It seemed a try would be alright
while lying here upon my bed.
 
I called out to the powers that be
in all their forms amidst the sky,
but nothing changed at all for me
though I had given my best try.
 
I guess it’s human nature
to control the things at hand.
To try and make sure everything
works out the way you planned.
 
We swear upon by the heavens
and it brings down all the rain.
We swear upon the earth and find
it only leads to pain.
 
We swear upon our heads and find out
just how much we lack,
for we cannot so much as make...
one white hair turn to black.
 
... Ref Matthew 5:33-36
Jeff Bresee Feb 16
How vast is the reach of the universe wide?
How great be the distance between mind and eyes?
How far in both ways does the length of time go?
What distance exists between God and each soul?
 
Illusive the answer to each of these be.
Perspective controls how we think, what we see,
how we judge and interpret the concepts at hand,
the things we consider and just where we stand.
 
We all live in bubbles of what we believe.
We think we see what everybody else sees.
But that which we see at the end of the day
is through a glass, darkly, yeah just like they say,
and someday we’re all in for quite a surprise…
when we learn the distance between mind and eyes.

1 Corinthians 13: 10-12
Arcassin B Feb 15
God favoring us this year,
Locked in a way it appears,
You can not hold on to fear,
Its a different atmosphere,
All of these secrets crawling out from under the staircase, don't lose ya' peers,
The world ain't really ending , its nearly beginning,
We all gotta' try to get there,

Being as graceful as swingin like cindy , I know I shine like silk.
Rubbin them Vatican symbols off oreo cookies with no milk.
You don't wanna get in bed with that,
Instead of hatin' , research the facts,
they'll stay up late just to plot on you,
No Insomniacs,
We're born into it , we just love deceit.
Aware of things that we could never reach.

I'm sleep to da' , black men that don't treat their women right,
I'm sleep to da' , people that go out without a fight,
I'm sleep to da' , chaos that trump will bring in this country,
I'm sleep to da , women only wanting men just for money,
What is America ? I'm not American , very Indigenous,
Don't worry bout' what I got over here , mind ya' business,
think and over think , Don't be dumb, that'll cost you,
The one that walked out of the matrix, now they
behind you,

Being as graceful as swingin like cindy , I know I shine like silk.
Rubbin them Vatican symbols off oreo cookies with no milk.
You don't wanna get in bed with that,
Instead of hatin' , research the facts,
they'll stay up late just to plot on you,
No Insomniacs,
We're born into it , we just love deceit.
Aware of things that we could never reach.
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/p/r-e-l-m-e-l-n-i-n-part-ii.html
Lizzie Feb 13
Friends go to church on Sundays and girl sleeps in.
Friends wear tiny little crosses on their necks and she wears nothing.
Friends believe in a divine, arbitrary, God and she believes in nothing.

“She is more of a scientific girl,” she says.
“God created the universe,” they say.
“The Big Bang created the universe.”
“Well, why did the Big Bang happen?” They ask.
“Scientists do not know but it is not because of a God,” she says.

Yes, she turns to science and friends turn to their tiny pretty cross necklaces.
She likes science because science is reliable. science is consistent, does not forget, does not lie, does not exile you for making one mistake.

Maybe that is why she does not believe.
Not because she thinks herself above them.

But because she is afraid.

“Do not fall for tricks of the devil,” they say but she has fallen for the snake's lies many of times and relished in it every. single. instance.

She is Eve and has taken from the poison tree again and again.
That is why she is afraid.
Because if Heaven is real then she would go to Hell.

“God is all forgiving,” they say.

Lies, Adam and Eve ended up lying in a pile of broken promises and death at the end, didn’t they?

If God was so forgiving, would he forgive her for having more sins than she does hairs on her head?
If God was so forgiving would he forgive her for losing faith?
If God was so loving then why would he curse her with this fate?

If God believed in love, why doesn’t he love her? Why does he not love me?
simmer Feb 12
Here alone in my thoughts
The place where I find comfort
I toil around
Blissfully

Keenly remembering thoughts that make my mind race
Enjoying my own company with the voice that echoes in my brain
That is until suddenly, reality shows its face

Leisure turns into chase
I find my self ducking and dodging
Revisiting that which was a peaceful place
Dashing to happy thoughts, desperate to get away
Once a playground, now used forcefully as a dire escape

But the truth is you can’t outrun the truth
Nor can you hide
And so in that realization I fell on my knees
I prayed to the one who listens
Whose burden is light
Then I stood up, looked it right in the face, and in total terror it ran from me

Why did it cower?
Such a long chase just to run
Just then a tap on my shoulder..
There He stood towering behind me
“Well done my good and faithful son”

And to think I was alone in these thoughts
Lengthier but worth the read
showyoulove Feb 11
The poor have the good news proclaimed for them. We rejoice for the good news is upon us. The word of God is with us and in us and among us. God, help us recognize your presence, to slow down and stop being BUSY (Buried Under Satan's Yoke). Hurry is incompatible with love, and it is the great enemy of the spiritual life. Too busy to do the right thing and too busy to do what we need and ought to do. Love is time consuming!

Jesus is about slow and taking time. Why else would he offer us ETERNITY?
Epiphanies on Woman as Divine Love Incarnate
by Hildegard von Bingen

Hildegard of Bingen (1098-1179), also known as the Sibyl of the Rhine and Hildegardis Bingensis, was a German christian mystic who had visions of the Love of God beginning at age three. She was a German Benedictine abbess and polymath: a poet, writer, songwriter, composer, philosopher and medical writer/practitioner.  remains one of the best-known composers of sacred monophony, as well as the most recorded in modern history. She has been considered by scholars to be the founder of scientific natural history in Germany and perhaps the first notable environmentalist as well. She wrote poems and song lyrics in Latin.

These translations are dedicated to the most loving of mothers, my praiseworthy wife Beth.  

“Every good mother is the embodiment of Love.”—Michael R. Burch

“Cry out, therefore, and compose!”—Hildegard von Bingen, Scivias, translation by Michael R. Burch

HILDEGARD VON BINGEN TRANSLATIONS

I behold you,
noble, glorious and complete Woman,
locus of innocence and purity,
the Sacred Matrix
in whom God delights.
—Hildegard von Bingen, “Ave, generosa” translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

You appeared as a luminous white lily,
as God imagined You eons before Creation,
requiring Creation.
—Hildegard von Bingen, “Ave, generosa” translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Now in her
lovingkindness, the deepest tenderness,
abounds for all,
from the Least
to the most Eminent
of those abiding beyond the stars!
—Hildegard von Bingen, “Caritas abundat” translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Exquisitely loving All,
she bequeaths the kiss of peace
upon both Pauper and King.
—Hildegard von Bingen, “Caritas abundat” translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Fashioned by God’s fingertips,
made in the image of God,
Height of Creation, held
within a womb of mingled blood,—
though heiress to Adam's exiled wanderings,
still the elements rejoiced to behold You,
O praiseworthy Woman,
as the heavens illumed
and thundered with praise at Your birth!
—Hildegard von Bingen, “*** processit factura” translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

A once-closed portal has been reopened
in the wise Woman
now revealed to us,
for the Flower of Creation
blossoms sun-bright in the dawn.
—Hildegard von Bingen, “Hodie aperuit” translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

O blessed child,
the Chosen One,
whom God so inspired.
that in time your sacred womb
produced the manifestations of God,
wafting like the gentlest scents
of frankincense, lavender and rose.
—Hildegard von Bingen, “O beata infantia” translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

O glittering starlight,
O most brilliant, exceptional figure
of the royal marriage,
O bright-faceted gem,
arrayed like a Queen
without flaw ...

You have become an angel's consort
and a priestess of sacredness.

Flee the ancient destroyer's dungeon!
Take your rightful place in the palace of the King.
—Hildegard von Bingen, “O choruscans lux stellarum” translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

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These are my modern English translations of Latin poems written by Hildegard von Bingen, a German poet, composer, abbess and mystic.
Though your sins may fulfill you in this life
They serve no purpose upon you in the next
Prepare yourself for what will be
Seek mercy for yourself and others
In preparation for what is to come
And in peace you shall reside
For time here is fleeting and ambiguous at best
Though innocence is not needed
Repentance is required
In these moments acceptance shall serve you
Cast judgement aside
In him with him in unity with God the creator you shall remain
Heaven above, the light shines through the animated branches of lively trees. In the loving rays gently moving through, I feel God’s heavenly embrace, as the trees courteously make way for heaven’s love.
Sophia Feb 9
I found God in the clouds
I found God in the trees
I found God in the birds
I found God in the bees

I found God in your soul
I found God in my art
I found God in your eyes
I found God in my heart.
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