All Along The Watchtower

February 15, 2020

One may have seen (and lived) what was not meant to be spoken of.  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 voice beyond a tongue.


And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’
But I’ll know my song well before I start singin’
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

[They] also knew what was next: a towering wall of water washing over
. . . , cleansing it of all that was evil and impure.


To Bear Witness of That Light

February 8, 2020

A Ready Pen_0001+

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.”

And there will come a time:
“Do you want to eat?  Or, are you willing to die?”

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.


[The] Daily Bread: Break[s] Every Chain

December 21, 2019

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”

The freedom of the Lord is here
To break every chain, break every chain, break every chain


Read[y] to OverFlow

December 14, 2019

ISAIAH 40_31_Baptisms of JohnOverFlow-ing


Victims of the Fury

November 30, 2019

Victims of the Fury+

You were all the rays of sunlight
Shining O’ to me
Every colour of the rainbow
I was blessed by high decree
You were every moment’s magic
Joy beyond compare
You were all the rays of sunlight
I was lost without a care

Victims of the fury
Shadows in the dark
Victims of the fury
Arrows found their mark

So we lived our days in rapture
Like the world could never end
We weren’t thinking ‘bout the future
We had time enough to spend
We were blessed as though in heaven
We were messengers of joy
There were angels all around us
There was none who would destroy

Then the world collapsed around us
And the tables overturned
We were lambs before the slaughter
We were driven out and burned
Yes the world collapsed around us
And the archers found their mark
We were victims of the fury
We were shadows in the dark

Only By; Only For; Only When


Dance of the Saints

November 13, 2019

In Dedication


Your Spirit: This Is Why We Sing

November 2, 2019

This is Why We Sing

In the name of Jesus:
I was lost;
I was found –
I was saved.
In the name of Jesus:
I found Love;
I found peace –
As He gave.
In the name of Jesus:
When we find the songs –
Then we sing –
In His Name.

This is why we sing:
For the truth (as given).
This is why we sing.
When we find Your truth;
When we know,
We sing to the Holy –
As we follow.

Peace – as I was saved;
Filled – as He lifted –
I was gifted;
In Your Love, I was reborn.

In the name of Jesus –
I was found;
I was saved;
I am Loved.

I found Love;
I am Loved.

ISAIAH 40:31

Sacred Heart of Jesus +

“I’d Do It Again”:
In These Days: “Because I Love You….”


The Miracle; The Testimony

September 7, 2019

So God,
Make me your example
Make me a miracle
I’ll be the miracle

Show us a miracle
I’ll be the one

We are waiting
Anticipating
The miraculous
Show us miraculous

The miracle working power
of our God:
We’ve been waiting
We’ve been waiting on you
The miracle worker

I am not the same
I’ve been changed
In Your Glory

I am the testimony.


Together, We Sing

August 31, 2019

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.

Neume

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.

Graduale Aboense +-

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.

Graduale Aboense - Chantings


The Groom’s Still Waiting at the Altar

August 17, 2019

Prayed in the ghetto with my face in the cement,
Heard the last moan of a boxer, seen the massacre of the innocent
Felt around for the light switch, became nauseated.
She was walking down the hallway while the walls deteriorated.

East of the Jordan, hard as the Rock of Gibraltar,
I see the burning of the page, Curtain risin’ on a new age,
See the groom still waitin’ at the altar.

Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery,
Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your silence for snobbery,
Got the message this morning, the one that was sent to me
About the madness of becomin’ what one was never meant to be.

West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar,
I see the burning of the stage,
Curtain risin’ on a new age,
See the groom still waitin’ at the altar.

Don’t know what I can say about Claudette that wouldn’t come back to haunt me,
Finally had to give her up ’bout the time she began to want me.
But I know God has mercy on them who are slandered and humiliated.
I’d a-done anything for that woman if she didn’t make me feel so obligated.

West of the Jordan, west of the Rock of Gibraltar,
I see the burning of the cage,
Curtain risin’ on a new stage,
See the groom still waitin’ at the altar.

Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
I see people who are supposed to know better standin’ around like furniture.
There’s a wall between you and what you want and you got to leap it,
Tonight you got the power to take it, tomorrow you won’t have the power to keep it.

West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar,
I see the burning of the stage, Curtain risin’ on a new age,
See the groom still waitin’ at the altar.

Cities on fire, phones out of order,
They’re killing nuns and soldiers, there’s fighting on the border.
What can I say about Claudette?
Ain’t seen her since January,
She could be respectably married or running a whorehouse in Buenos Aires.

West of the Jordan, west of the Rock of Gibraltar,
I see the burning of the stage,
Curtain risin’ on a new age,
See the groom still waitin’ at the altar.

Woke Waves

What Is Left To Be Trusted?

What we read?
What we hear?
What we see?

When we can only trust that which is without question,
know then 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.


What Is the Truth, Now? : Last Hallelujah

August 10, 2019

In The Name of Love_0001

Walking alone through the desert sands
In a blinding light someone reaching out their hands
I saw the black of the midnight sky
Turning blood red right before my eyes

I’m simply mystified
A soul electrified
I feel a yearning within
As the spirit kicks in

The earth stands still as I shake
Before my maker’s face
There’s no time, no space
My body elevates
I see my world collide
I feel so alive
This might be my last
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

In The Name of Love_0

Walking on water in a raging storm
I could see the face of a man with a crown of thorns
In the distance I can hear a voice
And it’s calling me, it’s calling me

To testify
No need to justify
I feel a heavenly wind
Like a breath on my skin

The earth stands still as I shake
Before my maker’s face
There’s no time, no space
My body elevates
I see my world collide
I feel so alive
This might be my last
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Sing Hallelujah
Sing Hallelujah
Sing Hallelujah
Sing Hallelujah

The Music-And New

The earth stands still as I shake
Before my maker’s face
There’s no time, no space
My body elevates
I see my world collide
I feel so alive
This might be my last
Hallelujah

This might be my last
I feel so alive
Hallelujah
This might be my last
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

WAIT ON THE LORD


Preaching Devils

July 20, 2019

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 . . .

In The Name of Love_000+

In The Name of Love_0003+

In The Name of Love_0002+

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.”

“Imitate me, as I imitate Christ.”

Greater is He + World

Matthew 16:24-25, Luke 14:27
1 Corinthians 11:1


A Song; A Psalm (1)

July 18, 2019

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).


Fill Me Up – Overflow

June 7, 2019

You provide the fire
I’ll provide the sacrifice
You provide the spirit
And I will open up inside

You provide the fire
I’ll provide the sacrifice
You provide the spirit
And I will open up inside

Fill me up, God
Fill me up, God
Fill me up, God
Fill me up

Fill me up, God
Fill me up, God
Fill me up, God
Fill me up

(We need more of You, yeah)
(I am empty before You, Lord)

We cry up above
We cry up above
We cry out for more
We cry out for more
More of your spirit is what we need
More of your Anointing
More of your Glory

Fill me up, God
Fill me up, God
Fill me up, God
Fill me up

Fill me up
‘Til I overflow
I wanna run over
I wanna run over

Fill me up
‘Til I overflow
I wanna run over
I wanna run over

Fill me up
‘Til I overflow
(I gotta have more of You)
(I gotta have more of You)
Fill me up
‘Till I overflow
I wanna run over
I wanna run over
(Run over with more of You)
Fill me up
I’m gonna run over
I gotta run over
I wanna run over
I wanna run over
‘Til the troubles respond
I gotta run over
‘Til cancer responds
I gotta run over
“Til my family responds
I gotta run over
I wanna run over

Fill me up
‘Til I overflow
I wanna run over
I wanna run over

“Your Spirit”


Trilog[ies]: Hard Rains Fall

April 24, 2019

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways
I’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin’
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin’
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin’
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin’
Heard ten thousand whisperin’ and nobody listenin’
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin’
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded with hatred
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Oh, what’ll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what’ll you do now, my darling young one?
I’m a-goin’ back out ’fore the rain starts a-fallin’
I’ll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner’s face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’
But I’ll know my song well before I start singin’
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

+Trains

Songs and Faith +3

When He Returns


Trilogy: Property of Jesus

April 22, 2019

Go ahead and talk about him because he makes you doubt
Because he has denied himself the things that you can’t live without
Laugh at him behind his back just like the others do
Remind him of what he used to be when he comes walkin’ through

He’s the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You’ve got a heart of stone

Stop your conversation when he passes on the street
Hope he falls upon himself, oh, won’t that be sweet
Because he can’t be exploited by superstition anymore
Because he can’t be bribed or bought by the things that you adore

He’s the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You’ve got a heart of stone

When the whip that’s keeping you in line doesn’t make him jump
Say he’s hard-of-hearin’, say that he’s a chump
Say he’s out of step with reality as you try to test his nerve
Because he doesn’t pay no tribute to the king that you serve

He’s the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You’ve got a heart of stone

Say that he’s a loser ’cause he got no common sense
Because he don’t increase his worth at someone else’s expense
Because he’s not afraid of trying, ’cause he don’t look at you and smile
’Cause he doesn’t tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he’s got no style

He’s the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You’ve got a heart of stone

You can laugh at salvation, you can play Olympic games
You think that when you rest at last you’ll go back from where you came

But you’ve picked up quite a story and you’ve changed since the womb
What happened to the real you, you’ve been captured but by whom?

He’s the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You’ve got a heart of stone

Right to Overcome

At the same time[s], be aware: The truth is in seeking.  Once we, in
tandems with the spirit, have sought to “overcome” to certain utmost degrees, remaining abilities may then need to be given over to the Trinity.  Therein, these are not failures, for within we are still won.

East of the Jordan, hard as the Rock of Gibraltar,
I see the burning of the page, Curtain risin’ on a new age,
See the groom still waitin’ at the altar.


Revelation[s]: The Blind Will See

April 14, 2019

The Angel of Revelation

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.”

Hand of God

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.”

A New City +

And he said to me, “Do not seal the words of the prophecy of this book, for the time is at hand.”


Book[s] of Days: Miracles, Visions and Journeys

April 5, 2019

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 . . . .

Permanent Waves of

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.'”

Certain Words

“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. . . .

Only By
Only For Only When

“But Even If, God”
“But Even If, Michael”  “But Even If, Jesus”

 

 


No One Together

March 26, 2019

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

In His Name

Doorway To a Thousand Churches

Relentless (CrossFire)

An InspirationHigher Focuses +

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, . . .


Illustrations: Resurrections (2)

March 7, 2019
Bible - 1

“Here Is the Wisdom”

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

Bible - 2

Matthew 23:13

And the seven angels which had the seven trumpets prepared themselves to sound. Revelation 8:6

Bible - 3

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.”


Some Atheists Use Blindness As a Chosen Weapon

January 19, 2019

At every opportunity, whether slightly relevant or completely “manufactured” because it has nothing to do with relevance, you never cease to create a space for your ongoing venomous, vicious,
and vile attacks against anything relating to an actual God.  It is not even enough to equate believers (of all faiths) with Nazis – since your blinded bias is so lost and grounded in a propagandistic warlike fashion, where everyone else beyond your belief system can be damned in an evolutionary survival of the fittest.  You, “[Caitlin Johnstone, one of the worst examples of a double-faced atheist, also never directly bring] any of this up.”  Instead, the subject and references to be mocked and vilified are repeatedly inserted through tangential veils.  “I find [it] both [consciously evil and utterly contemptible].”  Ever heard or read the following quote, “Saul, Saul, why do you persecute me?”

Of sacred importance, obviously, you’ve never had an undoubted spiritual experience which left you with, in the least, absolute proof of a spiritual realm, or, in the utmost, “infallible” knowledge of the very Holy Spirit and God’s existence/family as Fact.  Therefore, “placing faith in the words of [inspired] priests and [miraculous] books authored by long-dead men” is far times more beneath your capability than those who are perfectly resolute through only basic (learned) Wisdom and ever-evolving Faith: “blessed are they that have not seen, and yet have believed.”

As written previously, these barbarously provoking actions may serve to temporarily fulfill (abhorrent) agendas.  But, they also expose, reveal, and ruin your overall reputation, permanently (if without atonement), leaving your entire credibility suspect and wholly tainted as the worst type of (supposedly enlightened and tolerant Progressive) Hypocrite.

Truth: “[You are] a zealous bishop” of Atheism – with no more respect for anyone who is not an Atheist than the 1% zealots had for the hundreds of thousands who died through recent worldwide lie campaigns. To further your heretically slanted focuses against God and all intertwined, inclusive of all lines that can be crossed, why not mark these targets more openly as directly vengeful atheistic narrative objectives? Being unapologetic about everything you stand for, why not clearly state the extreme levels of goals within your nihilist stances, and to hell with any repercussions? 

Resurrections
How could something (everything) come from nothing?  It could not, for there has to be, or, have been, some thing, first – for without there is not, or, could not have been, any thing for some thing to come from.  Nothing can come from nothing.  Every thing came from something.  Nothing existed, except one, and it/He//that created what was to be the beginning – of something.  This is indisputable, for not even a spark of a “bang” can, or could have, originated from nothing.  How we attempt to describe what was first, beyond nothing, and desired something, has been written – time and again.

Does God Exist?


Keepers of The Light

October 27, 2018

Now: Secret Charges Are “Accidentally Revealed”

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.

Assange - Tortured

Obama Confidant’s Spine-Chilling Proposal: Cass Sunstein Wants the Government to “Cognitively Infiltrate” Anti-Government Groups

[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.

Keepers Bow

Sparks of the Tempest

Blood in the sand, a cry in the street
Now the cycle is nearly complete
Ten thousand years, and nothing was learned
No turning back, now the wheel has turned

Big Brother is watching and he likes what he sees
A world for the taking, when he’s ready to squeeze
The King and the Queen are gone, each piece is the same
The difference between us is a part of the game

Soothsayer saying now tell me no lies
What is this madness that is filling the skies
Spreading like wildfire, fallin’ like rain
Though they may promise, they only bring pain

Human Clay

“Political language . . . is designed to make lies sound truthful
and murder respectable . . . .”


Re: Humans (and the Beauty of Evolved Apes)

July 5, 2018

A while back some ambitious apes figured out how to stand up straight 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 One you 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”?

New Atheists and Evolution


Speak: Tell The Truth

May 9, 2018

Christ_+

“Blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”
^^^
“Nonviolence does not mean meek submission to the will of the evil doer, but it means the pitting of one’s whole soul against the will of the tyrant. Working under this law of our being, it is possible for a single individual to defy the whole might of an unjust empire to save his honour, his religion, his soul and lay . . . the foundations for that empire’s fall or its regeneration.” Gandhi
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“Political language … is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind. One cannot change this all in a moment, but one can at least change one’s own habits, and from time to time one can even, if one jeers loudly enough, send some worn-out and useless phrase – some jackboot, Achilles’ heel, hotbed, melting pot, acid test, veritable inferno or other lump of verbal refuse – into the dustbin where it belongs.” George Orwell

Poor People’s Campaign

Get Born – Write Braille

March 25, 2018

Bob_Dylan - Saved +

Write Braille

Are You Ready
Anima Christi
Book of Eli


Ys, When[s] + Then[s]

March 13, 2018

+Ys 3+1

 

Stand - Speak - Walk ++1

+Ys and Ones

All Sides (One Goal)
Shared Inspirations
New Sites <^>


The Prophet (and Those Who Knew Him)

February 8, 2018

The Prophet -Gibran++

The Prophet: On Reason and Passion

Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul. If either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.
For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.  Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion, that it may sing; And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.

Kahlil Gibran - Jesus

Jesus The Son of Man:

Mary: And well I remember how once He raised His hand towards the sky, and His parted fingers were like the branches of an elm.  And I remember Him pacing the evening.  He was not walking.  He Himself was a road above the road; even as a cloud above the earth that would descend to refresh the earth.


Doorway To a Thousand Churches

December 25, 2017

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


Lord Is It Mine

The Story In Your Eyes

Jesus of Nazareth: Victims of the Fury


Crying In the Wilderness

December 20, 2017

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

(I’m watching, listening to all)
(I’m watching everything fall)

Received: A Glimpse of Home

Pearl: God Is Watching

Relentless (Crossfire)


Pearl: God Is Watching

December 2, 2017

Jeremiah 16:17
For mine eyes are upon all their ways: they are not hid from my face,
neither is their iniquity hid from mine eyes.

The Story In Your Eyes
War (In The Name of God)


Passages of Love

November 28, 2017

Ain’t no mountain high enough
Ain’t no valley low enough
Ain’t no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you

With my arms open wide
I threw away my pride
I’ll sacrifice for you
Dedicate my life to you

And I, I’ve got a song to sing
Telling the world about the joy you bring
And you gave me a reason for living
And you taught me, you taught me the meaning of giving


Network[ed] Narratives (World Be Damned)

November 6, 2017

Step by Step Productions:
Scripted, Talking Points, PR and Staged Narratives

Donna Brazile, the DNC, and [Endless Colluded Corruption]

Right off the bat, Richard Eskow sets up a MSM cover, deflection, and downplay article: “Aren’t there better things to argue about?  As it turns out, there are.”

Aside from this “play/write it safe as possible” PR blather, in relation to Donna Brazile and ongoing corruption within the DNC, this whole related context demands “things to argue about” – vehemently, but not in the MSNBC/CNN-style of Scripted/Pre-approved Talking Point Presentations – fulfilled upon Staged Productions.

Prime Example:
“And she’s quick to pronounce the DNC innocent of actions, including her own, that are . . . widely known.”

Right there, we have a bottom line, a core, and the overriding Truth.
Yet, he immediately follows this up with two sentences which destroy his and the article’s entire credibility:

“Still, Brazile is right on the particulars.  And it’s hard not to admire her courage, book promotion or not.”

Just literally sickening: “it’s hard not to admire her courage” – while discounting the PR campaign for a Book Tour ($1 million dollars profit?).

Here’s an example of Donna Brazile’s courage:

Further Acts and Scripts In The Name of Jesus Christ and God:

Quote: “As a Christian woman I understand persecution, but I will not stand here and be persecuted because your information is totally false.”

“Stop and think about . . . that sort of bald-faced (Worldwide TV) Lie [for a moment.]”

Next: “Don’t re-litigate the past.”  “This time around, I couldn’t agree more.  Let’s litigate the future instead.”

Yes, “We must look forward, not backward.”  Wait!  That sounds so familiar!  And, did that mentality help us to right so many critical wrongs that were done on the world stage – thus, actually enabling them to exponentially propagate?

Again: Just – Literally – Sickening.

Then: “A reformed Democratic Party should” blah blah, blah = As If!

Why “As If?” For one among multitudes:
The DNC picked a bunch of sleazy lobbyists as superdelegates, can’t figure out why no one is donating.

Watch an Overall Summary:

Within Controlled confines, nothing will change – beyond reworkings of Scripts, Narratives, Presentations, and Staged Productions.

Spicer - Titanic

10/01 Headline:
WH Pushes Positive PR Campaign as Puerto Rico’s Crisis Continues

Look (10/19):
Trump speaking to reporters as Puerto Rican governor Ricardo Rossello looked on. “I would give myself a ten,” he said.  “We have provided so much, so fast.”

Remember an Alternate Headline:
Leaked: Outlined PR Plan for Worldwide TV Show

A Step by Step Production:
“today and tomorrow we use” – “Monday and Tuesday we can pivot” –
“throughout next week and next weekend” – “Then we start a theme”

Ask:
At what (scripted) page of the Production are we on?

Consider again:
How much of what I see, hear, and read is . . . Controlled?
To what extent?  How far under do those Narrative tentacles feed?
How long has this been going on?
And, what more does this “Leak” actually tell us?

Then, don’t be surprised by an eventual Final Act Production Note:
“Planned hits.”

And know:
The aide said that guys like me were ‘in what we call the reality-based community,’ which he defined as people who ‘believe that solutions emerge from your judicious study of discernible reality.’  […]  ‘That’s not the way the world really works anymore,’ he continued.  ‘We’re an empire now, and when we act, we create our own reality.  And while you’re studying that reality—judiciously, as you will—we’ll act again, creating other new realities, which you can study too, and that’s how things will sort out.  We’re history’s actors . . . and you, all of you, will be left to just study what we do.’

In a series of Narrated Setups: First, Star Chamber interests decide what directions and actions are needed to fulfill what has been chosen for implementation.  Next (after successful steps), many months (or even years) beforehand, they dispense Talking Points to concerted operatives, pliable/collusive publications, and fronted or “reliable” “news” sources.  Then, the people are (sold) “informed” incrementally as to what is inevitably upcoming.  Thus, under the guise of Facts simply being reported, it works (exceedingly) as a well-timed machine.

Beatitudes: a Godless Jesus

Eve of the Great Decline

The Story In Your Eyes


Eve of the Great Decline

October 10, 2017

Romans 1:18-21

The wrath of God is being revealed from heaven against all the godlessness and wickedness of people, who suppress the truth by their wickedness, since what may be known about God is plain to them, because God has made it plain to them.  For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—His eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.

For although they knew God, they neither glorified Him as God nor gave thanks to Him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened. 

Revelation 1:8

I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, saith the Lord, which is, and which was, and which is to come, the Almighty.

When +++

Wave after wave will flow with the tide, and bury the world as it does.
Tide after tide will flow and recede, leaving life to go on as it was. . . .