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Thanks Anyway, Circler Reasoning

Muzzled tight upon my face, replaced with known “common grace.”

Tossing aside your empty beer, not as “compassionate” as you appear.

Used excuses “got through to you.”

Thanks anyway, I’ll be in a zombie zoom room.

See something, say something? “Facts checked” or is it fat checks?

Do you even know the difference between, “civil city riots”, “mostly peaceful”?

King’s echoed “content of character”, shat upon.

Self-masturbatory, “masters degree”, in the art of flies;

Flung in faces of rotting dry eyes.

Setting sun over a broken mirror.

Distributing disabled water, Molotov lit hate;

A reflection of abomination fate.

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My Artwork Over The Last Four Years

https://www.dropbox.com/s/o6clm9fb76itk … 2.jpg?dl=0

https://www.dropbox.com/s/1w05jdkq6e4us … 2.jpg?dl=0

https://www.dropbox.com/s/yeuiyiwildu3u … 2.jpg?dl=0

https://www.dropbox.com/s/dzc4hn7geyehg … 2.jpg?dl=0

https://www.dropbox.com/s/1i876y66albp7 … 2.jpg?dl=0

https://www.dropbox.com/s/jx4p1ub1yd46t … 3.jpg?dl=0

https://www.dropbox.com/s/m7cm7lm11ap1f … 2.jpg?dl=0

https://www.dropbox.com/s/p2lebv4w0a11bp6/Yellow 

Exemplifies where my headspace/mental state has been (or lost) over the last four hellish years…

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Mouth Full of

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All things new

You alone, I behold and see,

You alone set me free.

You above all things sing,

You oh God, breathe life in me!

Greater and better, you’ve waited for.

The fruit of the earth-Your Love adds more!

The Door of Meeting-A Holy Place,

Where I see You, on my face.

Respect and Awe that is due,

To the One who makes all new.

Each sunrise bursts forth with praise,

From heavenly stars, You know by name.

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Lovely One

Tussled bed sheets, a smile with praise that drips as honey from my mouth.

Lord most High and Lauded One, most affectionately tender, sweetly bold in Your zeal over my heart.

Your Hands caress my heart, I see in my mind’s eye, You reclining beside me.

I see Your Hands stroke my mouth, ‘sing my darling only songs to Me.’

So envious yet gracious Your Eyes are; They have a Fierce Fire in them and yet in the dark they clear my face.

You are aglow about me.

As written by David: “Let His faithful followers erupt in praise, singing triumphantly wherever they are, even as they lie down for sleep in the evening.” Psalm 149:5

There are not any words to draw the way in which you extract my praise, the way you make love to me, the way you capture and enclose my heart, the way I climax in your Spirit.

As Paul put “he was caught up to heaven and heard things so astounding that they couldn’t be uttered in language, things no earth-born is allowed to express.” 2 Corinthians 12:4

I’ve seen the heavens and the praises of You God lifted high and above, Your trio seats and yet so much more in my mind’s eye.

Indeed, Lord, You are my lover.

My bosom is ruined for You alone.

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New Song Number One

A golden bowl fills your house, a new song falls from my lips. Newness as the budding of Aaron’s rod, indeed God You-all seven of your three in One, point to the nations you crafted in Your Hands!

Oh Father! How endless is Your spender! How bottomless is Your Love!

Words I can’t frame within my being emit Your Name. You know me, You see me. You Yourself groaned in Your Spirit.

You constantly contended and plead. Indeed You desire to gather Jerusalem together to gather all humans in truth and love.

I don’t know the next step; but I know I cling to Your robes God. I cry into Your Neck. I am cradled by You in my minds eye.

I know that I know You are for me, You love me, and hear me as I hear You. I love You Papa God.

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