Where Are You This Morning?
6-28-19
In our inner mantles at Ascalon as mentioned in quaternions jesting in Jaffa
Enter Etunarch as associated
Then Sir was the reply to those from outstanding Essenes in Eleazar son of Nahmani
Under our commander as writing about it is my joy
Artistically worked out without a doubt
Weep no more in the most holy place talking to Jesus from face to face
As our own oath falling in the battle at Ascalon as commanded of Stragegos
And other Jewish subjects in the history of our community
Where are you this morning?
In that it's not enough....
On Exodus 28:12
6-28-19
As underpining our capability of our reconstruction
As a whole and so-called testimonium flavianum
Go back on Tuesay and just talk to your new junkman
Like a circle around the sun for our woven tunic as to depict it in vivid language
As prescribed as distressing our religious concepts taken as our introduction
Five more archives for the legalism of my obsessive compulsive patterns
And domestic structures
Where are you this morning?
Two spirits interconnected for shoulders
In a place of strength....
Paperweight (Dogmatic)
6-28-19
Of greater importance in Messianism
Waiting for it is half the battle along with ones personal medicine in this
Where are you this morning
O, be my recurring theme
Call it a Tiffany lamp and once more set up camp
Reading it for what it is
The greatest challenge as to typify all that we believe
In for men and hooks on desert sands
Not just for good looks just relax and pay attention
No time like the present in the Judaism of all jesting
Yet contemporary as to obscure our recognition
I hope that this helps someone....
More Unfinished Business
6-28-19
Law no more works
But in love of the Essene as evidence justifies
Reading about wilderness wanderings farther along a straight path
Into the gate of the court in keys to understanding all by and by in my first essays
Resigning ones soul no simple task to follow this morning
Just enjoy the coffee putting to use utensils of service inter-testimonial
Alluding to the ladder our love as to envisage
Smiling in ones agonies at the chime of nine
Four hour wait with the work of our engraved on Cattle Creek
Me and Kay never said goodbye....
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