Thursday, March 14, 2019

Ferdinand

Talking About Ferdinand
1-2-19

As battlements are empty and yellow roses grow in my cemetery
All for the no mind our mindfulness empty to fill up ones tank
I have God to thank for Nephi as a plan of faith in action
Some still don't believe the witness by this challenge I step out into a cold world
Seemingly uninhabitable
O, ask the heavenly Father what is this prayer about
Some have trials and cursed God and die
Closed heart with an open mind so be it catch the light
Use the money for drinks
Please no more books where Laman still resists it
Occluding....





Occlusion Revisited
1-2-19

Occluding our consonant still willing to pay the sin tax
Tired of fighting where flowers cling to the golden fleece
Superimposed we look to but see it
Experience the world today and admit it's not such a bad place
O, how fortunate to see it this way as it has just begun
As I join you as our addition to the entourage superimposed
We see it for what it is
For narrow escape plans and magic portals
Nothing that I have never seen before
Enter Deschain rising to the hushing darkness....




Against Such There Is No Law
1-2-19

Today is short and sweet in the background silence between notes
And spaces between matter as to bring around our nakedness
As I wish it to be in the mandrakes and gatekeepers
Often the hand is hovering in heaven as one is swallowed up
In his own drama for the semicolon and its comma
At Zebulun fields to thresh in Asher
Restore one as in a spirit of meekness
Be not deceived as you believed and the devil has grieved
As every man will bear his own burden
In drunkedness and reveling....






Spirits Proclaim (In Word And Name)
1-2-19

Where days turn to spurn and weeks go by like a stream
In another dream of ice cream and a little leaven leaveneth the whole lump
In confidence through us that indeed we are overexposed to the elements envying one another
Enduring endeavors evermore all ready
Read to me now as circumcision does not avail crying out Abba Father
In the light of what we lack live for pleasure and press onward
Do you not hear the law having therefore opportunity
For our hope made manifest....






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