One may have seen (and lived) what could not be spoken of (then).
Still, through writing, there is another way. What was pictured, what was sent, what was undergone, was to be of what will be. Through this, while looking and living forward, what was shared can be shared – as a voicebeyond a tongue.
And I said unto him, Sir, thou knowest. And he said to me, “These are they which came out of great tribulation, and have washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb.”
Waiting, in a psalmist sense, may lead to an arrival of bestowment all at once. Along the way of perseverance, we may also be fulfilled in steps after steps – where the promised gift is an eventual culmination. From the onset of this spirit, our knowing, our believing, and our faith may withstand any rising mountains – where we, ultimately, realize a lifting beyond each one.
As I was walking down the street one day
A man came up to me and asked me
What the time was that was on my watch
Yeah … and I said
(I don’t) Does anybody really know what time it is?
(Care) Does anybody really care? (about time)
If so, I can’t imagine why (Oh no, no)
We’ve all got time enough to cry
And I was walking down the street one day
A pretty lady looked at me
And said her diamond watch had stopped cold dead
And I said
(I don’t) Does anybody really know what time it is?
(Care) Does anybody really care? (about time)
If so, I can’t imagine why (Oh no, no)
We’ve all got time enough to cry
And I was walking down the street one day
Being pushed and shoved by people
Trying to beat the clock, oh, no
I just don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know-oh
And I said … yes, I said
(Background: People runnin’ everywhere Don’t know where to go Don’t know where I am Can’t see past the next step Don’t have time to think past the last one Have no time to look around Just run around, run around think why)
(I don’t) Does anybody really know what time it is?
(Care) Does anybody really care? (about time)
If so I can’t imagine why (Oh no, no)
We’ve all had time enough to die
Everybody’s wondering (I don’t care) I don’t care (About time)
About time (Oh no, no) I don’t care
To whom also he shewed himself alive after His passion by many infallible proofs, being seen of them forty days, and speaking of the things pertaining to the kingdom of God.
I am the least of the apostles, who am not worthy to be called an apostle.
But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
I will praise thee forever, because thou hast done it: And I will wait on thy name; for it is good before thy saints.
There is power in the name of Jesus
There is power in the name of Jesus
There is power in the name of Jesus
To break every chain, break every chain, break every chain
To break every chain, break every chain, break every chain
There’s an army rising up ( – We won’t keep silent)
There’s an army rising up
There’s an army rising up
To break every chain, break every chain, break every chain
To break every chain, break every chain, break every chain
Declare that the chains are broken –
By the power that’s in the name of Jesus
Every chain of bondage …
I hear the chains falling
I hear the chains falling
I hear the chains falling
I hear the chains falling
I hear the chains falling
I hear the chains falling
Break – Chain – Break –
The power of life and death is in your tongue
(We) Command it: “Break” – “Chain” –
“We command you – to break”
And if you feel that you can’t go on
And your will’s sinking low
Just believe, and you can’t go wrong
In the light, you will find the road
You will find the road
Hey, did you ever believe that I could leave you
Standing out in the cold
Yeah, baby, I know how it feels cause I have slipped through
To the very depths of my soul
Oh-baby, I just want to show you what a clear view
It is from every bend in the road
Now listen
Oh, whoa-whoa, as I was and really would be for you, too.
As you would for me, I would share your load
Let me share your load
Ooh, let me share, share your load
And if you feel that you can’t go on
In the light, you will find the road
The the winds of change may blow around you
But that will always be so When love is pain it can devour you, but you are never alone I will share your load, I will share your load Baby, let me, oh, let me
In the light
Everybody needs the light
Ooh, baby. Everybody, everybody, everybody
Light, light, light, in the light
Light, light, light, in the light
Light, light, light, in the light
Apocrypha: The Song of The Three Holy Children
AND they walked in the midst of the fire, praising God, and blessing the Lord. O all ye winds, bless ye the Lord: and exalt him above all for ever.
The Odes of Solomon: Ode 6
As the wind glides through the harp and the strings speak, So the Spirit of the Lord speaks through my members, and I speak through His love.
Jesus: The Son of Man: Joseph – Surnamed Justus They say that only the wind combed His hair, and only the rain brought His clothes and His body together. They deem Him mad, and they attribute His words to demons. Yet behold, the Man despised sounded a challenge and the sound thereof shall never cease. He sang a song and none shall arrest that melody. It shall hover from generation to generation and it shall rise from sphere to sphere remembering the lips that gave it birth and the ears that cradled it.
Don’t try and make me listen
To all your superstition
That you been selling for so, so long . . .
It’s killing me cause your’e so far gone
Fly like a flame through the Face of the Sun
Rise with the fire till the battle is won Blind to what the world says can never be done
Fight until the end
In the name of Love
I see a 100 devils
Preaching another level
Selling the high road to low, low, low . . .
They’re lying to our faces
And nothing ever changes They’re saying yes, I say no, no, no . . .
Then said Jesus unto his disciples,
“If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me. For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it.”
“And whosoever doth not bear his cross, and come after me, cannot
be my disciple.”
Spoken: The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name’s sake.
Sung: through and above: Our God is an awesome God
Spoken: Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Sung: through and above: Our God is an awesome God He reigns from Heaven above
Spoken: Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Sung: through and above: Our God is an awesome God He reigns from Heaven above With wisdom, power and love
Spoken:Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.
Sung: through and above: Our God is an awesome God He reigns from Heaven above With wisdom, power and love Our God is an awesome God
Word: with varying emphasis. Song: fades in with red, soft to strong,
to continuing after, and to through/rising above. Music: fades in, fills/corresponds. [Pausing after each spoken verse, while the latter/former moves forward.] All is repeated, once (where the psalm is further emphasized).
Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said:
“Who is this that darkens counsel by words without knowledge? Now prepare yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer Me. Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth? Tell Me, if you have understanding.” “Hath the rain a father? Or who hath begotten the drops of dew? From whose womb comes the ice? And the frost of heaven, who gives it birth?” “Who has put wisdom in the mind? Or who has given understanding to the heart?” “Does the hawk fly by your wisdom, and spread its wings toward the south?” Moreover the Lord answered Job, and said: “Shall the one who contends with the almighty correct Him? He who rebukes God, let him answer it.”
Then Job answered the Lord and said:
“Behold, I am vile; what shall I answer You? I lay my hand over my mouth. Once I have spoken, but I will not answer; yes, twice, but I will proceed no further.”
Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said:
“Now prepare yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer Me: Would you indeed annul My judgment? Would you condemn Me that you may be justified? Have you an arm like God? Or can you thunder with a voice like His?” “Who then is able to stand against Me? Who has proceeded Me, that I should pay him? Everything under heaven is mine.”
Then Job answered the Lord and said:
“I know that You can do everything, and that no purpose of Yours can be withheld from You. You asked, ‘Who is this who hides counsel without knowledge?’ Therefore I have uttered what I did not understand, things too wonderful for me, which i did not know.” “I have heard of You by the hearing of the ear, but now my eyes see You. Therefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes.”
When we can only trust that which is without question, knowthen what is true – and what is to be believed.
When there is nothing left but undoubted answers,
all that will remain is what was written to follow.
Now when the seven thunders uttered their voices, I was about to write; but I heard a voice from heaven saying to me, “Seal up the things which the seven thunders uttered, and do not write them.”
Then the voice which I heard from heaven spoke to me again and said, “Go, take the little book which is open in the hand of the angel who stands on the sea and on the earth.”
And he said to me, “Do not seal the words of the prophecy of this book, for the time is at hand.”
Throw me a penny and I’ll make you a dream
You find that life’s not always what it seems, no no
Then think of a rainbow and I’ll make it come real
Roll me, I’m a never ending wheel
I’ll give you a star
So you know just where you are
Don’t you know that I might be
Your wishing well
Your wishing well
Look in the water, tell me what do you see
Reflections of the love you give to me
Love isn’t money, it’s not something you buy
So let me fill myself with tears you cry, and why?
Time is a never ending journey
Love is a never ending smile
Give me a sign to build a dream on
Dream on…
Yeah, Throw me a penny and I’ll make you a dream
You find that life’s not always what it seems, no no
Love isn’t money, it’s not something you buy
So let me fill myself with tears you cry
I’ll give you a star
So you know just where you are
Someday, some way, you’ll feel the things I say
Dream for a while
Of the things that make you smile
‘Cause you know
Don’t you know
Oh, you know
That I’m your wishing well
Your wishing well
Your wishing well
I wish you well
I’m your wishing well
Our roots drink from a soil of renewed casting;Drunk (in a past), Yet soon to be fulfilled (everlasting). Our trunks are girded with layered shields – Armored, that we may weather this ground As beacons . . . .
Peter said to Mary, “Sister we know that the Savior loved you more than the rest of woman. Tell us the words of the Savior which you remember which you know, but we do not, nor have we heard them.” Mary answered and said, “What is hidden from you I will proclaim to you.” And she began to speak to them these words: “I,” she said, “I saw the Lord in a vision and I said to Him, Lord I saw you today in a vision. He answered and said to me, ‘Blessed are you, that you did not waver at the sight of Me. For where the mind is, there is the treasure.'”
“At that time Michael shall stand up, the great prince who stands watch over the sons of your people; and there shall be a time of trouble, such as never was since there was a nation, even to that time. And at that time … people shall be delivered, every one who is found written in. . . .
Centuries of backward ways, have many left behind us
Who can count the good men gone away
The fruits of all our labors have left us as we started
We’ve come too far to end it in a day
It seems that everything we do is wrong
A one way trip to nowhere all along
Just look around and tell me what you see
Another stupid page of history
[Chorus]
No one together, No one is touching ground
Look at each other, Chaos is all around
Same situation, Nothing is really new
No one together, No one is me and you
Lo! the horn of plenty is bursting at the seam
The harvest of the world will be our prize
We claim to know the secrets, the answers have been found
But how can one fool make another wise
‘Cause nothing’s better than it used to be
To live and die is still a mystery
We take away and we give nothing back
We just consume it all and still we lack
[Chorus]
Each day passes by us so quickly now
You can feel it drawing much closer now
The signs are in the faces of the people in the street
The signs are in the sounds I hear
The voices filled with hate and fear
You can feel it drawing near you now
The multitudes are searching, and wandering in vain
For what they seek cannot be found in men
The truth that lies before us now is plain for all to see
To grow without is not to grow within
For in the promise is a victory
To see the way that everything should be
To feel the joy that we were meant to know
We should have realized so long ago
We’re all together, Harmony will abound
Look at each other, All that was lost is found
New situation if our direction’s true
We’re all together, Everyone is me and you
And they sang a new song, saying: “You are worthy to take the scroll,and to open its seals; for You were slain, and have redeemed us to God by Your blood out of every tribe and tongue and people and nation, . . .
And He said unto them, “It is written, ‘My house shall be called the house of prayer,’ but ye have made it a den of thieves.’ ” Matthew 21:13
Matthew 23:13
And the seven angels which had the seven trumpets prepared themselves to sound. Revelation 8:6
Revelation 6:11
And the third angel followed them, saying with a loud voice, “If any man worship the beast and his image, and receive his mark in his forehead, or in his hand, The same shall drink of the wine of the wrath of God…” Revelation 14:9-10
“Follow the Apostles.” “Think not of what you will say, or do.”
And there appeared an angel unto him from heaven, strengthening him. And being in an agony he prayed more earnestly: and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground. Luke 22:43-44
And their eyes were opened, and they knew him; and he vanished out of their sight. Luke 24:31
And there appeared a great wonder in heaven; a woman clothed with the sun, and the moon under her feet, and upon her head a crown of twelve stars: Revelation 12:1
We look to Jesus Christ.
We look to the apostles.
We look to the prophets.
We look to all servants,
As we go forward –
As we look to God.
We go forward –
That we may learn,
That we may be,
one – eventually.
In the name of the Father,
The name of the Son,
The name of the Spirit –
We bow to the Word,
We bow to the Light,
We vow to a beginning –
Which shall come as an end.
Even as we are carried,
Even unto death,
We go forward;
We continue.
As we are delivered,
We learn –
Time, and again.
“But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you.”John 14:26
Imagine:Millions of Christians (so to speak), many on television, radio, in print – claiming to have had visions, heard the voices of God and Jesus Christ – to have been moved by the actual Holy Spirit (as combined with all the latter).
Would that be a problem?
Would there be any accusations?
Why would there be any accusations?
What are among the most vile accusations – there could be?
What would be wrong – if there were?
Who questions how They choose to communicate, or when
(who questions)?
There are some things Christians should not have to hide.
Yet, why would some have to hide?
What is stronger, one minute, one moment of a Miracle
(of the Holy Spirit), or seven days of torture (afterward)? The moment[s] areForever. The torture is temporary.
What outweighs, should those days become relentless,
in correspondence – even over an entire lifetime?
There is a Promise: No matter what we face or how much we face it,
an ongoing fact of deliverance can still be lived, regardless –
for there is another life awaiting, where we are to be delivered
(from these clutches), eternally, thereafter.
Once we are born again, nothing outweighs this Truth.
“Accidentally Revealed”: And, Britain just “inadvertently” ignored a UN Human Rights ruling that Julian Assange was “being arbitrarily detained in violation of International Law.” And, soon, he will be “interrogated” with (more) “enhanced” measures (tortured further) – for as long as it takes. Then, (controlled) Leaks will provide details of all his (False) confessions.
But, again (and again, and again), these types of global repercussions often happen with “simple copy-paste error[s].”
The question: Where are we?
First, they came for the Conspiracy Theorists, and not enough realized the long-term goals of the (star chambered) conspirators. Next, they came for those daring to even speak Truth to Power, and not enough realized the long-term goals of the (star chambered) conspirators.
Then, the level of worldwide Controlled Narratives was exposed through the most obvious Pys-Op of a (renewed) McCarthyite Russian Campaign, and not enough realized the long-term goals of the (star chambered) conspirators. And finally, though just enough (of those who were not blind or awakened) saw that It was all covered under Lies Through Scripted Actors with Staged Acts, the (star chambered) conspirators continued their onslaught, completely emboldened – for the time had come when they could fulfill last steps of those long-term goals.
[See] Obama’s head of the Office of Information and Regulatory Affairs where, among other things, he [was] responsible for “overseeing policies relating to privacy, information quality, and statistical programs.” In 2008, while at Harvard Law School, Sunstein co-wrote a truly pernicious paper proposing that the U.S. Government employ teams of covert agents and pseudo-“independent” advocates to “cognitively infiltrate” online groups and websites – as well as other activist groups – which advocate views that Sunstein deems “false conspiracy theories” about the Government.
So clear at the shore –
So you say.
Where have you been?
What have you carried –
All along the way?
In a past,
In a present,
How many tears were cried?
What was carried by another,
And why?
Who always watched,
While you wondered –
Where, and of what, you are?
And did you have to go –
So far?
Yes, it was a special journey,
With Answers – all along the way,
Where many new beginnings
Would always await.
So here,
You wish,
You seek,
You pray.
In a presence,
In acceptance –
You bow
And say:
Whatever You want from me –
I shall give (in any way).
Whatever You wish – I will offer,
In this, or any day.
Though I may falter, as other times – I swayed,
You have always delivered:
In the Light, your Wonder, your Keys,
Have always Saved.
For there is Heaven,
And to Thee I shall forever pray.
And every night,
And every morning,
I will seek another – Oh Holy Day.
A while back some ambitious apes figured out how to stand upstraight and use abstract thought, and now deep fried Twinkies are a thing. It’s been a hell of a ride. If you asked a human what the most amazing thing about humans is, they’d probably tell you something very humany, like “Our ability to think” or “Our capacity for self-awareness” or “Our resemblance to the White-Bearded Paternal Deity Who created us in His own image.”
Have you ever considered that God (the Oneyou constantly disparage) most likely appears to us in fashions of which, individually or as associated groups, we would relate – such as to Buddhists in a Buddha form, to Native Americans in their ancestral Indian form, and, correspondingly, also to Christians in a form constructed along lines of their expectations? Doubtful, because you don’t Believe. Have you ever sought to see that Spirit must exist for life itself to exist?
Doubtful, because you don’t even care to try and understand (this first level reality).
“What is the most amazing thing about humans”?
One answer: their Spirits live forever.
Without a living God, there would be no Spirit. And, since God is Spirit (shared), that is “beautiful” – to a level we can barely touch, in comprehension. This wondering, which can lead us to an acceptance of the Fact, is as natural as our need for water. If you think everything in existence (including aliens/life on other planets) just came together through an immeasurable happenstance of odds, without Spirit, your ongoing writing in these areas would equal a fomenting of attempting to explain our entire being (and infinite universe) as soulless science – void of any higher meaning, where we just live to die without any more purposes than weeds. Of course, you can continue your Atheistic “[ideological]” promotions while locking out due diligence; it’s your blog. But, no matter how much you do this, it will never mean you are Right: For in him we live, and move, and have our being; as certain also of your own poets have said, For we are also his offspring. Acts 17:28
Moreover, the continuance will only further and further reveal your lack of Vision: without those first steps toward a broader seeking of possibilities, you will never begin (or be able) to understand, thus progress, to Belief. Until the latter and former is turned around, you will not fully “fall down before . . . another in breathless awe and wonder at their beauty.” How could you, when they are only “[ambitiously evolved] apes”?
I sent a message of love
Don’t you run away
Look at your heart baby
Come on along with me today
Well I am what I am thank God
Some people just don’t understand
Well help them God
Find yourself first
And then your tool
Find yourself first
Don’t you be no fool
Here comes a woman
Wrapped up in chain
Messin’ with that fool baby
Your life is pain
If you wanna be free
Come on along with me
Don’t mess with the man
He’ll never understand
I said find yourself first
And then your talent
Work hard in your mind
So you can come alive
You better prove to the man
You’re as strong as him
Cause in the eyes of God
You’re both children to him
Everybody come alive
Everybody love alive
Everybody love alive
Everybody hear my message
Love, I get so lost sometimes
Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away, I drive off in my car
But whichever way I go, I come back to the place you are
All my instincts, they return
And the grand facade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
In your eyes, the light, the heat
(In your eyes) I am complete
(In your eyes) I see the doorway
(In your eyes) To a thousand churches
(In your eyes) The resolution
(In your eyes) Of all the fruitless searches
(In your eyes) Oh, I see the light and the heat
(In your eyes, the light, the heat)
Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes
Love, I don’t like to see so much pain
So much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive
And all my instincts, they return
And the grand façade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
In your eyes (your eyes, your eyes)
In your eyes
In your eyes, the light, the heat
(In your eyes) I am complete
(In your eyes) I see the doorway to a thousand churches
(In your eyes) The resolution
(In your eyes) Of all the fruitless searches
Oh, I see the light and the heat
(In your eyes) Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes, in your eyes
Born amidst the wonder
Born among the lost
Watching the abandonment of reason
Taking in the moment
Taking up the years
Witnessing the end of our good season
Stirring strange emotions
Conjuring the fears
Each one sees the things they really want to see
Made a world of wonder, we made a world of pain
Now the days will come for the apostasy
(the days have come for the apostasy)
I am watching it fall around (me)
I am listening to every sound I hear
I am doing what I can do
As the daylight is fading on the Eve
Of the Great Decline . . .
Dumbing down the Culture, Chaos on the Rise
Watching all the beauty as it’s waning
Scene is so familiar, like words that I have read
The world is lost but soon a new one gaining
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