#almighty
Synchronization
between his deeds and my needs
is the only good thing
The one who resides with in me
with pure selflessness
executes my acts keeping me unknown
to the whole process
Sep 10, 2025
Sep 10, 2025 at 10:04 AM UTC
,
*Oh, Almighty!
Maker of Joy!
Evils exorcist!
Lord of the fried rings!
Exquisite gold eclipses
Tongue Domain!
Truth Behold!
Ever shall you reign, My Lord!*
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Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 4:30 AM UTC
Lord, when I pray and _don't_ receive
That which I pray for, I _still_ believe
In the god who answers honest prayers
And shoulders all His people's cares,
The god who's Father, Spirit, and Son,
Who's one in three and three in one,
The god who heroically chose to die
For sinners, the god who _cannot_ lie,
The god who's _only_ good and true,
The _only_ god who's GOD—who's _You._
Aug 3, 2025
Aug 3, 2025 at 3:15 PM UTC
If the sky was shaped by the Almighty for a reason,
And the Earth was born with purpose too;
If the seas and rivers were carved with intention,
The Brahmaputra destined to meet the sea,
The Subansiri fated to embrace the Brahmaputra —
Then how could I ever believe
That you were made for nothing?
No — you are here for reasons,
And I need you for them too.
Aug 5, 2025
Aug 5, 2025 at 4:05 AM UTC
We live in a time far beyond parody
"One nation, under god..." heresy
Belief with an astrix *hypocrisy
Brain rot the byproduct of conspiracy
Write a holy book to weaponize theocracy
Cherry picking for convenience should be piracy
Do as I say not as I do type diplomacy
A sketchy love thy neighbor as thy self theory
"Except for that guy a different shade from me" apparently
I'm just the mirror being held for all to see
If this raises questions bring out up to "the almighty"
If there is a creator, we are it's atrocity
A dark comedy
A beautiful tragedy
©2025
Feb 27, 2025
Feb 27, 2025 at 3:52 PM UTC
Blackness flooded evening street
Only lights from restaurants
Shaping this moment I am walking
Me again lonely walker of my life
Cold air mixing with cigarette smoke
People seeing their only aim
Will I meet you once again
Country dives to the loneliness
Stuck in this eastern city
I will meet you on this place
Give me sign to move forward
Don't leave me here again
Your hand touched my mind
Even if you are not my part
My friend,
Don't leave me here again
Nov 15, 2024
Nov 15, 2024 at 3:01 PM UTC
My foundation and my backbone.
My fortress and my rocky stone
You are my horn of salvation.
You are the strength of my emotions.
Oh, High Tower, sad days are gone.
My buckler, I bow to your throne.
Oh, deliverer, take me to your zone.
Always be my motivation.
Almighty God
Mercy is that you always shown
With that, I have steadily grown.
I see all your help in action.
You make clear all your notions.
You are the only God well known.
Almighty God
Sep 21, 2024
Sep 21, 2024 at 10:01 AM UTC
With these cold hands I write my symphony
With yours you've made yourself an enemy
And I sat and endured humility
Took the names and the liability.
I took it upon myself to curse and heal
I sat there and built a fever dream
Your words remembrance in my soul
A little fame from you I stole.
And perhaps I wanted you to be seen
In a light that was a little too mean
And I don't blame myself for the betrayal
Because I stood there a little too loyal.
And petty laughs I know you muffle
Ignorance in full throttle
We pray to the same deities but we do it differently
Are we to blame a deity
Or the society
For an unfair calamity
Id rather pretend to be
Almighty.
Sep 17, 2024
Sep 17, 2024 at 1:36 PM UTC
Echo, tell me: Which men have fallen the Fall? _All._
And what is God, who's all in all, all of? _Love._
What should I place within the beggar's palms? _Alms._
God made the feathers that makes the sparrow's flight _Light._
To sinners, how appear the ways of God? _Odd._
What has the Lord given to him who hears? _Ears._
What do they have who see through Satan's lies? _Eyes._
The saints who run to face the throne of grace _Race._
Who is the greatest grandmother of the Truth? _Ruth._
From whom descended all the thin men of Haddam? _Adam._
Whom did the snake first practice to deceive? _Eve._
On her I place the burden of all the blame. _Lame._
What do I give the giver who gave the Law? _Awe._
I invented the electron multiplier. _Liar._
Jun 22, 2024
Jun 22, 2024 at 6:35 PM UTC
Meet me beneath the olive-tre
I'th'garden of Gethsemane
Quhair Jesus pray'd. Pray thou with me.
Twa corbies mak an hairie nest
Within the gardens wooden brest.
The Sunne is running tow'rd the west.
From off the tre the fruict doth fall
Upon the firm fixt flatten'd ball
Of wormwood Earth whose seas are gall.
Jun 3, 2024
Jun 3, 2024 at 5:45 PM UTC
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May 28, 2024
May 28, 2024 at 12:13 PM UTC
O graunt O God that when I do descryue
Lustrous Selene, Qheene of sable night,
Readers by reading sie the Qheene aliue
Shining with lighte as beautifull as bright.
God-giuen gifte of beavtie is the sight
Of her who shineth like a falling starre
Maintaining still her place in heauens height
High up aboue whair heavens orbits are.
Aboue our heads so neare and yett so farre
Shineth the goddesse faire since auld lang syne.
The troubadours melodious repertoire
He doth performe within her silver shine.
Romance doth quick the pulse and pull the tide:
The loue of God is giv'n unto his bride.
May 25, 2024
May 25, 2024 at 4:01 PM UTC
Greate is thy Sin, since Sin is never Small:
And Monstrous Moles of Sin Call home thy Soule.
About their Mountainous Molehills they do Crawle.
Play thou (and win) a Game of Whacke-a-Mole.
Unto the Moles be Deadly as an asp.
Beware, take Care, nor Swat the pettish wasp.
The Harebrain'd Sinners Sins to him are toyes;
Theyre Entertainments, Gambols, Games with Dice.
The Madbrain'd Sinners Sins to him are joyes
Untill he's made to paye in full their price.
The Crackbrain'd Sin-addicted Scarab bug
That liveth but for Sin to Hell is Drug.
May 6, 2024
May 6, 2024 at 9:13 PM UTC
Quhat doe yowe call a king that's first and sixt?
Yow call him Gods appointed King; King James;
The King of Ireland, Scotland, and England, mixt;
The King of riuers Shannon, Tay, and Thames.
God saue the King, the faithfull King who claimes
For Christ the King the Ingliche written word
And lifts the name aboue all other names
VVho is the Lord of euery other lord.
The King of kings, the word that's als a sword
Diuiding soule from spirite as flesh from bone,
Hath made himselfe with James of one accord
And plac'd the monarch James upon his throne.
The booke of James by God is avthoriz'd
And hath no neede to euer be reviz'd.
Apr 22, 2024
Apr 22, 2024 at 2:10 PM UTC
O mother of the Saviour of the world,
Blesséd art thou, among all women blest,
For God himselfe within thy womb was curl'd,
And God himselfe did suckle at thy brest;
And he that dy'd and rose and quitt the tomb
Blossom'd within thy house and there did bloom.
The firstborn fruit of Gods inerrant seede,
Press'd like a bunch of grapes beneathe His wrath
Untill the Man of Sorrowes sore did bleede
And suffer more than any martyr hath,
Was offer'd vpp a sacrifice for mee
By Father God and, Mother Mary, thee.
Woman, behold thy Sonne, the glorifi'd,
Transfigur'd Kinge of Heauen; lion, lamb,
Messiah, God and man who liu'd and died
And liues againe for aye, and is I AM;
Like Abraham, the LORD did ask thy Sonne;
Like Abraham, thou saidst, Thy will be done.
Apr 1, 2024
Apr 1, 2024 at 3:10 PM UTC
Solemn sweet pipes of de o'gan
Heav'nly music I've hyead play,
But I'll tell you somefin' truly
Certain ez is Judgment Day:
Angels present at de service
Ev'ry Sunday spread dey wings,
Lif' dey hands, an' witness glory
When Malindy sings.
Mar 27, 2024
Mar 27, 2024 at 1:43 PM UTC
With coarsest sackecloth cloathe my naked soule;
Construct for me a throne of ashes blacke;
Place on my lying lipps a liuing coal;
Cast me asea inside a sackcloth sacke;
I am a rocke of great offence, a rocke
As stonie-hearted as a stvmbling blocke.
Not any man hath greater loue than this,
That hee should for his friend laye downe his life;
But I betray'd my friend without a kisse
And stabb'd into his backe a butter knife;
And hee who loues his life his life shall lose,
And I, by loving life, my death did chuse.
Mar 26, 2024
Mar 26, 2024 at 12:24 PM UTC
Valentine's Day should be celebrated,
Twenty Four by Seven.
Whether you're on the Highway to Hell
or walking the Stairways to Heaven.
Coz in Her Eyes, lies a Sea of understanding.
In Her Heart, there's warmth beyond the Sun.
She will Love U, till the World stops spinning.
She's worth the Gold, weighing more than a Ton.
U will find Her Love, wrapped....around U
and in Her Voice, U will sense a Mystical Charm.
In Winter U will find yourself, Warm and Cozy.
As She has wrapped U, in both Her Arms.
U will be lost, without your Woman.
The Almighty to Us, has been very Kind.
Woman to Us, is a God sent Blessing,
She's Salvation to Whole Mankind.
Feb 14, 2024
Feb 14, 2024 at 8:31 AM UTC
My favorite gifts were all from Christ the Lord:
The midnight Scrabble game where U and I
Were side by side and face to face and high
On Christmas Spirit, cherishing the Word;
That great game of Oahu that I won;
That great game of Oahu that I lost;
The time I spent pretending to be Frost
Seeking a rime and landing on a pun;
The yummy apple pie perfectly baked,
Second to ̶M̶a̶r̶t̶h̶a̶ ̶S̶t̶e̶w̶a̶r̶t̶'̶s̶ none, and made with TLC;
The morning coffee brought to me at 3
P.M. by her who kissed me as I waked.
My favorite gifts have everything to do
With, Bethany Elvira Vitters, _you!_
Dec 28, 2023
Dec 28, 2023 at 3:20 PM UTC
Heavenly Lord, thy Spinning Wheele Make mee,
make mine thy Holy Spirit glorify,
therewith thereon therein T̶h̶e̶n̶ then this thy thee,
the Webweave Loomeyarn thy for glory dy.
I am thyselfe All pinkt with Judgment fine,
that Then their Words is Ordinances Twine:
Affections make thy Holy to be Reele.
yee Actions fill shall My apparell may.
My Conversation make and reele thy Wheele.
Will mine the Holy thy of mine display.
Affections me with cloath My wayes and quills thy,
Then make me Then to make same Fulling Mills thy:
Memory Make of Flyers knit bee neate,
And Swift my Soulespun Spooleyarn winde before,
Varnisht in Colours Choice That flowers compleate,
my Distaff Make thine Understanding for.
And,Cloathd in Holy robes, my Conscience, Lord,
O Paradise and glory shine thy Worde...
Jul 9, 2023
Jul 9, 2023 at 6:47 PM UTC
A prophet once proffered a parable,
A wheatable teaching and tarable,
Concerning the needs
Of a sowers sown seeds
That require a soil that's arable.
Jul 8, 2023
Jul 8, 2023 at 2:23 PM UTC
Suckles at first were curst
To be the homes of flies,
And smell'd like open tombs
With putrefying eyes.
But Christ, who saves the worst
(If so He wills) from death,
Did mercy give the blooms
By giving them His breath.
Jun 24, 2023
Jun 24, 2023 at 4:39 PM UTC
There once was a spirit-filled pastor
Who fasted like Jesus, his master:
For forty days lasted
A fast that he fasted
While wanting the fast to go faster.
Jun 22, 2023
Jun 22, 2023 at 3:23 PM UTC
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saw coming from a
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miles away
Jun 2, 2023
Jun 2, 2023 at 2:53 PM UTC