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Paper Pants

It’s OK to have black pants with a red tie,
It’s OK to crawl and scream out, ADONAI!

It’s OK to be held and yell out God’s Name.
It’s OK because He’s felt the same.

He’s been betrayed, bruised and cast aside.
At His lowest He was thrice denied.

He was counted among the poor, lost and broken.
As He hung on the Cross, His Life our Token.

To the one criminal who cursed God and died,
And the other who was with Him in Paradise.

Ages have passed and nothing’s changed,
Some still choose to curse His Name.

But sister nightbirde whispered in my ear,
“God’s on the bathroom floor, and to the broken draws near.”

In memory of nightbirde and inspired by my recent 72 hour hospital stay.

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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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CV19 Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

I’ve been reluctant to even post this, most have had issues with CV19 and the insane unnecessary ‘lock downs’ that did more to general mental health of many people than twenty 9/11’s ever could. The year 2020 that I couldn’t attend church was awful, I never miss services because that is where a lot of my mental, emotional and spiritual support has come from…

Online services were OK for 3 months but after this during the summer of 2020 I was admitted to the psychiatric hospital for the month of July 2020…

After this event my attendance was very sporadic, wearing unneeded masks and not being allowed to sing broke me…and I’ve come to realize this was and is part of the plan, to break the spirit of people…Tell me, how much sense did it make Lowes was open no masks but church’s were muzzled up? Or or oh you are not allowed to sing because of droplets what the heck? 

Does anyone notice how Christians, conservatives, 2A Folk, constitutionalists, and anti-jab folk are being blamed for everything that is wrong? It’s happened many times in history, blame society’s ills on a scape goat group of people…Happened in Ancient Rome, Communist Russia, Nazi Germany, Communist Cuba, Communist Venezuela and now The United Socialist States of America…

Most of 2021 I missed church even after the masks came off and services resumed, PTSD folks…I did go when I felt up to it, but I cannot count the number of Sundays that I ran out midway through the service sobbing and having a panic attack…Countless incenses of being in the church parking lot and cutting myself after my Xanax prescription was stopped…

2021 was hell, and when I try to talk to people to the church I’ve been attending for 10 years, very few respond, most don’t know what to say or do…I used to greet at the front doors before services, I used to sing my heart out, I used to never miss a single service…Now I’m a different person, more of a lifeless empty shell of myself…I still read my Bible daily, but many times the pages become tear stained and the words smudge but it reflects my heart…

God says he keeps my tears in a bottle, He says He’s close to the brokenhearted, to the crushed in sprit…And He truly is, Jesus is the reason I am still alive today, I’ve tried to take my life 3 times in the last two years, yet I’m not dead, but declaring God’s works in the land of the living…It’s been a shadow of death and bitter sweet, I am not afraid of much any more, I tire of the rhetoric, I tire of the lies and I echo what is said at the end of the Bible, ‘Come Lord Jesus, Come.’

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His Ways

You God, are The Way,

Not a way, nor any truth, not any life.

You God are life in abundance.

Your thoughts are not mine,

Yet, You know the thoughts you have towards me.

Giving me a hope and a future in You Alone.

For You Alone God, Are The Way Maker,

You Alone Jesus, are Divine.

Your Love is sweeter than wine!

There is no High, like the Most High God.

You a Humble, Gentle but Just and Loving God.

Your Ways are Pure, in You Alone I am secure!

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How Long Oh Lord

There isn’t going back to normal. We are not in the middle of anything remotely normal. Our choices are drying up, from drought in the west to the crops that fail in the bread basket of America. Do people apply their hearts to knowledge? Do they seek the ways of the Lord? Who is the accuser of the brethren?

Satan.

Look at anything through the eyes of God, behold He is the Lord my God nothing is too hard for Him, He is the Lord Who dose not change, He knows the end from the beginning. No evil will befall me nether shall any plague come near my dwelling. I make the Most High my Dwelling Place.

My Depression has been just giving me hell, and yet, and yet. God, and yet God. Lord you know the longings of my heart and nothing is too hard for You.

I take the shield of faith and I quench every fiery dart that the wicked one brings against me. Ephesians 6:16

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I Couldn’t Find Him

I dreamt last night of Gregory.

I was searching for him for I had questions.

But I couldn’t find him.

I called to him but he didn’t answer because he was gone.

I called to him but he was silent and I missed him.

I missed the strength of his presence,

the reliability of his knowledge,

the solidity of his person,

the steadiness of his gaze,

and the sound of his voice.

I called again, and slowly, in his own time, in his own way, far away, invisible, he answered.

Yes, Greg said. What is it? 

His voice answered.

Where have you gone? I asked. I need you.

Are you sure? He answered.

Yes, I said. I have questions for you. 

Greg you, the hope and the despair, 

the right and the wrong,

the light and the dark, 

the question and the answer. 

What do I do?

You carry on, Greg said.

How? 

You keep asking the questions. 

But, what is the answer? I asked.

I’ve shown you the answer:

The hope, the despair, the right, the wrong, the light, and the dark. 

All of it. The answer is My Love. 

In Memory of: Greggory

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How Can We?

How is it that we as a “civilized society” can have humane no kill shelters for animals and yet by the same token not protect our own young from the kill shelters of abortion clinics?

How does this say we are “progressing” as “humans united” “build back better” and yet we’re very much divided.

I don’t care what color, class, creed or socio economic background that someone comes from.

What happened to the individual taking responsibility for their actions?

Instead it’s pass go do not collect collect $200, avoid jail time, a slap on the wrist and nothing happens and yet the underlined hemorrhaging continues while the zombie “you don’t have to take responsibility stimulus checks” transfusions keep the war machine limping along.

I choose to see people by the contents of their character not the color of their skin, their political or religious affiliation or their sexuality.

I hold myself to these standards as well.

And I sure as heck am an advocate for life! I’m pro-human! I’m anti-human trafficking I’m anti-Adrenochrome drinking, mad cow diseased, drunken on power, political whores.

Because in reality, as an old time Dixiecrat from the 1950s once said when asked what candidate he should vote for, a reply of “Well hell son, it don’t matter if it’s Republican or Democrat we own them all.”

I will not bow down to Antifa, Black Lives Matter, KKK, proud boys or any hate infested, deplorable organization.

I’m also going to call a spade a spade and using any tragedy for the political gain to justify the means of a party gaining advantage is disgusting and despicable.

Have you ever asked yourself the question, why is it when a liberal’s in office there are alway multiple mass shootings or military tragedies? (Hello, Columbine and Black Hawk down)

Things have happened under Republican presidents as well.

There are people that actually believe to this day, only two towers fell!

I witnessed the last two of them fall in live action when I was in high school.

I remember thinking why the hell is this third building falling?

Many to this day that believe Timothy McVeigh was the one responsible for the Oklahoma City bombing, when in fact he was the CIA’s fall man. “Never let a good crisis go to waste”

A convenient out for a 10 year ban on assault rifles which was ready to go before hand and signed into law by then President Clinton. “We must pass this bill first, before we can know what’s in it.”

Why have we not learned from history? Why do we keep bleeding? Why are there nauseating theatrics on both sides of the aisle?

Where the hell are the men and women with the spines to do something?

Where are the people that are “by the people and for the people” that they “represent?”

How does this say we are “progressing” as “humans united” “build back better” and yet we’re very much divided.

I don’t care what color, class, creed or socio economic background that someone comes from.

What happened to the individual taking responsibility for their actions?

Instead it’s pass go do not collect collect $200, avoid jail time, a slap on the wrist and nothing happens and yet the underlined hemorrhaging continues while the zombie “you don’t have to take responsibility stimulus checks” transfusions keep the war machine limping along.

I choose to see people by the content of their character not the color of their skin, their political or religious affiliation or their sexuality.

I hold myself to these standards as well.

And I sure as hell am an advocate for life! I’m pro-human! I’m anti-human trafficking I’m anti-Adrenochrome drinking, mad cow diseased, drunken on power, political whores.

Because in reality as an old time Dixiecrat from the 1950s once said when asked what candidate he should vote for a reply of “Well hell son, it don’t matter if it’s Republican or Democrat we own them all.”

I will not bow down to Antifa, Black Lives Matter, KKK proud boys or any deplorable organization.

I’m also going to call a spade a spade and using any tragedy for the political gain to justify the means of a party gaining advantage is disgusting and despicable.

Have you ever asked yourself the question why is it when a liberal’s in office there are alway multiple mass shootings and military tragedies?(Hello, Columbine and black hawk down)

Things have happened under Republican presidents as well.

There are people that actually believe to this day, only two towers fell!

I witnessed the last two of them fall in live action when I was in high school.

I remember thinking why the hell is this third building falling?

Many to this day that believe Timothy McVeigh was the one responsible for the Oklahoma City bombing, when in fact he was the CIA’s fall man. “Never waste a good tragedy”

A convenient out for a 10 year ban on assault rifles which was ready to go before hand and signed into law by then President Clinton. “We must pass this bill first, before we can know what’s in it.”

Why have we not learned from history? Why do we keep bleeding? Why are there nauseating theatrics on both sides of the aisle?

Where the hell are the men and women with the spines to do something?

Where are the people that are “by the people and for the people” that they “represent?”

No longer are we a State of United Americans.

We are a banana republic, a lawless society that once was and we have passed our sins along to future generations; that is if there are any future generations to be had.

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Swan Song of 2021

Mighty brave, might somehow seem,

Of this child’s millstone swing.

Rest today, swept away,

Choking out freedom’s say.

Swung low, kid not mine,

Stinging sweet of hellish grind.

Black and bluish touch to drink,

Keeping bones of rake-hell weep.

At that time the disciples came to Jesus and asked, “Who, then, is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?” He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them. And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me. “If anyone causes one of these little ones—those who believe in me—to stumble, it would be better for them to have a large millstone hung around their neck and to be drowned in the depths of the sea. Matthew 18:1-6

-dedicated to the lost children of perdition-

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