station

Station
3-2-18

By your station
A dream of a bottle of scotch
Not you current lifestyle as of seven and one half years
As sweet bartenders linger on proving to make other's burdens light
Through the gift that is in you
And it's not such a bad life in reality as Christ's disciples
May words be seasoned with salt
Watching for Jesus even in dreams of heavy wine
Just wait in line changing your very nature as to comfort you
As the Savior does where we pray for the consolation in another prayerful study
Be honest about your progress and let the angel pass on by
And listen to what he has to say as to exchange charitable thoughts
And untie all knots
We are surrounded by these in need of attention
In the Quorum of twelve
Just to make mention of those that serve....





Scotch Dream (Not My Life)
3-2-18

Dreaming about being chastised for autoeroticism
Stating it bluntly but that's a whole other ballgame
O, teach by the Spirit and come and see
As to anchor every discussion and ask inspiring questions
To prepare us to but discern from this time forward
Come as you are almost looking for trouble
But not to burst anyone's bubble
Where many care for your state not to encumber nor impede
But to edify and succor greeting our Zelophehad
And the butler in the hall
Four doors
Three stories made twelve not counting the laundry room
Not to curtail it today not to hamper for Urim and Thummim
This is my Lord, what you see on these posts
This is my testimony to feed all hosts....






On Mosiah 18:18-24
3-2-18

As Alma commands
O, is such a good example or may we inquire for giant killers
Arming up for a day of evil as to appear in Zula stories
Closing up wintertime sooner than we think
And hopes to buy new pairs of combat boots and Jesus shoes
As to turn into the spin roundabout toward the land of Shemelon
Seeing that something's on the move in our stormwatch
But the worst of it is done
How we hope engendered by experience
In tributary monarchs
Even the boss has a lot to do about it
In the lesser part about us
That seeks for more and more
As to find ones center
These things done in the borders
Of the lands of promise
As Alma commands.....