Thursday, June 14, 2018

masterplan

Masterplan
3-22-18

Always thinking the worst case scenerio
But at least we made it through the storm
You are very welcome to my confident and quiet smile
As to look forward on the Son of God
Even if only for a little while for this masterplan
To activate this message
It was a lark in the good old days of going there
For Amulek imprisoned and their Scriptures burned with baptismal fire
Rendered approved on the concourse of your fine line
Changes coming to you
Take and eat this is my body
And a time to renew all so-called vows of veil and covering
Over Austin, Texas hovering in our Telas like a cloud disappearing
Imprisoned and smitten
God bless those looking for a good work
For Les Mots and another shout and cry
Worst case scenerio, wait
As to declare it and be substance....






Spur Me On
3-22-18

God bless all hirelings in Jean
Louder we had lived according to our feeling
Waiting for a call losing hope in going anywhere today
As to rehearse the matter for two souls interpreted
Be the one in that you are what you are
Where labor is the incubation of what is
Behold today the Scriptures and make a new plan
O, symbol of authority spur me on
While I wait to be discovered
No way out today among fractions about you
And complex factions in sects of as often as you drink of it
Today is my free for all
Let a man examine himself
Now that one has hit rock bottom
O, my longing in ministry gifts such as these
Later cut the Swiss cheese and make to drink of one Spirit
For activities and workings
It depends on how much you make
In childlike worship honored.....






Particularly Made Mention
3-22-18

What's the scoop but good soup
Share it with the group
His heart beats with the urgent
And I'm looking for a breakthrough to but stay with it
And having hopes to see my elders this afternoon intrinsically present
As a subject matter of discussion for birds, beasts and flowers
Take your time here at last
Head antlered for the doe
To find her delicacy
Awe not my haunches light in being deserving
Treed from trammels of autobiography
On the border of the sunshine state
We have come throughout new heaven and earth
O, refreshing fountain keep me safe today
For the exercised mighty faith
Sitting in Moses' seat
O, beautiful feet of those
Who take it to the street
They say and do not....






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