Jigsaw (Hankenic)
3-10-18
My error, the second pot
My evil self indulgence
My bad
Another smoke break
Worry not and take no thought
For God knows what you have need of
As to hanker around and take up space
Where your treasure is there will be your heart
For small Styctucs formality
And another thing made clean for footprints
You say it interests you
Fret not it is what we are taught
Tomorrow make the show and cast in your last dollar
On a bridge across a pure river
In next of kin thoughts scattered
For that psychedelic country spaceman sound
For the dream where in school I didn't understand one thing
Supplying a number of footnotes
After we stand up and sing
As to attribute and ascribe
Only doing what I do
Fire arson induced and juiced....
Putting It On
3-10-18
Investments for the cause
And in the box a towel for comfort
For her paws she climbs in willingly
Thinking of the good me as to be
In loving one another
By the forehead of a distant figure
As the Byrds go and part ways in seventy-one
Saying a few extra prayers
Catching it from the corner of my eye without concern
Of my current state as disappeared are those defeated but not for long
We all again are made strong
As I put on that armored suit and breastplate
Helmet and sword
For our attribute in starry eyes and laughter
Our well established mannerism
Strung out with the Windex again
I go to town putting it on and laying it off
Sooner than we think
The heat intensifying......
On Romans 5:14
3-10-18
Preadventure we come to understand it
Taking it from Giorgio de Santillana
We grow in faith to serve as stature
Blessed be the day I am born and alive
O, Great One, I owe my every breath
To on this sunshiny day for the oil in the land imputed
Keep on keeping on no matter how crazy it seems
For back to school dreams and failing tests of an hireling
In the door of the sheepfold
Sing to the King of kings, saint and sinner. to Him today
As counted as righteousness by nothing but the blood of Jesus
Huddled protectively as nights never get lonesome with the Ghost with me
Putting furlongs behind me
I am just a visitor as of this year
Ah, God monsterous have mercy
By similitude....
Glorify! (In All Things)
3-10-18
Where sin abounds grace does much more
So shall we sin
God forbid
But I do in the pitfalls of denial and consciousness closer
Ignorance, my bad
Shaving incision unaware of the harm I do
In the meantime
Being freed from sin
We become as tributary to what is right
And servants to what is wholesome
But the thing that I do I allow
And the thing I would rather not touch how I taste
Sleep is fallen upon me this afternoon
Don't try to force it
Wait a minute, O wait here
Slow down and cool the honest engines
For sunshine in York County
And a beautiful faith counted as a bounty
In all that you do, Glorify!
Friday, May 18, 2018
lives
Eighty-one Lives
3-10-18
Holding the note of desire
As I sit by my own fire
Come baptism out of the mine
For dynasty and empire and purging away the dross
Whereupon after our floundering
Taught to observe the what is more than what we'd like it to be
Jesus is on His way for disembodied spirits
Like a sister's sailing starship high as a kite
Already hoping for the best of such an ordeal
True to the faith in agency
As I long for it each and every day
As to stop honoring the what-is as the be-all
As all that exists has begun
As someone's idea inspired of God
To focus on imaginations free to focus
On these emotional frequencies
Where God comes when you acknowledge Him
Let the games begin and feel it
As if it already is....
Pray In The Closet
3-10-18
It's called discernment
On a one quarter second glance
At a familiar stranger
God heal her today
Defeated but not confounded
Pressed down but not crushed
Afflicted but not condemned
Praising the opposites in that you're still on my mind
In poverty and wealth
In sickness and in health
No light without the darkness
As to reverse our nondesires
To something of significance
I think therefore I am
In danger of judgment in things that I allow
Anger just as bad as murder
In translations implicit
Through this life we travel
Pray in secret and the Father rewards you openly
And bull's eye
Eye single
I completely miss the target
Worry not and take no thought....
3-10-18
Holding the note of desire
As I sit by my own fire
Come baptism out of the mine
For dynasty and empire and purging away the dross
Whereupon after our floundering
Taught to observe the what is more than what we'd like it to be
Jesus is on His way for disembodied spirits
Like a sister's sailing starship high as a kite
Already hoping for the best of such an ordeal
True to the faith in agency
As I long for it each and every day
As to stop honoring the what-is as the be-all
As all that exists has begun
As someone's idea inspired of God
To focus on imaginations free to focus
On these emotional frequencies
Where God comes when you acknowledge Him
Let the games begin and feel it
As if it already is....
Pray In The Closet
3-10-18
It's called discernment
On a one quarter second glance
At a familiar stranger
God heal her today
Defeated but not confounded
Pressed down but not crushed
Afflicted but not condemned
Praising the opposites in that you're still on my mind
In poverty and wealth
In sickness and in health
No light without the darkness
As to reverse our nondesires
To something of significance
I think therefore I am
In danger of judgment in things that I allow
Anger just as bad as murder
In translations implicit
Through this life we travel
Pray in secret and the Father rewards you openly
And bull's eye
Eye single
I completely miss the target
Worry not and take no thought....
Thursday, May 17, 2018
my bad
My Bad (Stanza Trite)
3-10-18
Situation seemingly eternal
Physical senses amplified
By this desire for another quenching
But not of Spirit
Doing not alms before men to be seen of them
Feeling singled out in being the only one
Not dressed in a fancy suit
Where He is mindful of those that show up
And those that stay home
As well for the strength of you yet in youth
As of yesterday feeling thankful to contribute
I have confidence in you
O, arise and shine forth
And be what God made you
In colors in our east skies
To be a standard for the nations
I might see you this afternoon
As to remain valient
and our senses still blooming
Just wait and see
And take heed how you hear
As to do and not only hear
Washing away the fear
My bad, stanza trite.....
Creating Empowering Beliefs
3-10-18
On your radio static
Your telescope to see into its distortion
As the chase is all worthwhile as validated
Feeling more confident as if I already have it
Seeking quotes of Michaelangelo
As I choose to hide as I wait patiently for the Lord
As to greet Macallister as sharing canticles chrystaline
For those thoughts and words of no such cart before the horse
Restrain your senses of course
saying not I might as there come winds driven and howling
Where I fear for the garden
Feel good before the good arrives
Saying when rather than if
For the gentle rain and spring
O, feel it first to know your prayers will be answered
Reality, merely an illusion
A very persistent one....
3-10-18
Situation seemingly eternal
Physical senses amplified
By this desire for another quenching
But not of Spirit
Doing not alms before men to be seen of them
Feeling singled out in being the only one
Not dressed in a fancy suit
Where He is mindful of those that show up
And those that stay home
As well for the strength of you yet in youth
As of yesterday feeling thankful to contribute
I have confidence in you
O, arise and shine forth
And be what God made you
In colors in our east skies
To be a standard for the nations
I might see you this afternoon
As to remain valient
and our senses still blooming
Just wait and see
And take heed how you hear
As to do and not only hear
Washing away the fear
My bad, stanza trite.....
Creating Empowering Beliefs
3-10-18
On your radio static
Your telescope to see into its distortion
As the chase is all worthwhile as validated
Feeling more confident as if I already have it
Seeking quotes of Michaelangelo
As I choose to hide as I wait patiently for the Lord
As to greet Macallister as sharing canticles chrystaline
For those thoughts and words of no such cart before the horse
Restrain your senses of course
saying not I might as there come winds driven and howling
Where I fear for the garden
Feel good before the good arrives
Saying when rather than if
For the gentle rain and spring
O, feel it first to know your prayers will be answered
Reality, merely an illusion
A very persistent one....
well
Woman At The Well
3-10-18
Let not your heart spare and take no prisoners
But press onward and find that we all lack wisdom
By wicked leaders judged
There it is
Only love will see us through
As gulls cry out overhead
Picking on Straub
Tasty as corn on the cob
As to merge about and give no heed to fear
Or doubt from the direction to the upper gate
In this there is nothing to hate in holding on
Through his grace and mercy
Walking through our dream doorway
Let's move on and accept the daylight for what it is
And get crazy with that cheese whiz
Central to His ordinances of enlightenment
Taking the water to the mountain
As versed in survival....
Terza Rima
3-10-18
Up and dressed and bathed
And no more pressed and scathed
Where the cherub stretches forth his hand still
O, glory to lay all burden aside and forget about us
Foolish pride gospel or gossip
Make your choice
I have much to contribute
Thank you Jesus enduring to the end
Thank you sister Rose
Teaching me to write in prose
In another lifetime we meet up for man's hand beneath ones wings
From the direction to the upper gate
When you look in the time of need
Subtract one hour until tomorrow in battle siding with the Lamanites
And another effort at terza rima
We can see it up close
No more morose
You've got to let it flow
As to ask myself, "Is it anyone"
Salty Waves
3-10-18
No need to make haste
That would only make waste
Not ready to live chaste
Never again to turn away from the principles
By the window sunshine I make it mine
And I am prepared ahead of time
In the Latin sense
As to discern their blondeness
Touching fingers inside the center of your paralellogram
Pain with piety in the print of my rendering of parity
Relevant and real ready of redemption and cold cuts
As thoughts fly high
Needing the love and their support
Licking carcasses clean still walking the plank
And wading Pisces pleasure on the river where it all begins again
Where testimony grows stronger
True to myself today
Where eyes grow dazed in gamblers
As to be the witness in dark places....
All The Living Day
3-10-18
Wash off the fear
Waking purifieth
And the enemy lieth
As bedazzled in faces
Now I can get on with it
As to harbor heredity O, high hills haughty
Solve the equation in your mind and decode these messages
For Spanish whispers and God's love and Spirit that teacheth
All things for the crossfire between sarcasm and sincerity
In real intent to learn of it all day
Four wings and one center
Four faces and eyes on the wheels
Let us know just how it feels
Come again tomorrow
Like my cactus on my window sill years ago
And I still have time to kill
As to begin to be closer
O, pure the river Tigris
In overstimulated faculties
Say you will....
3-10-18
Let not your heart spare and take no prisoners
But press onward and find that we all lack wisdom
By wicked leaders judged
There it is
Only love will see us through
As gulls cry out overhead
Picking on Straub
Tasty as corn on the cob
As to merge about and give no heed to fear
Or doubt from the direction to the upper gate
In this there is nothing to hate in holding on
Through his grace and mercy
Walking through our dream doorway
Let's move on and accept the daylight for what it is
And get crazy with that cheese whiz
Central to His ordinances of enlightenment
Taking the water to the mountain
As versed in survival....
Terza Rima
3-10-18
Up and dressed and bathed
And no more pressed and scathed
Where the cherub stretches forth his hand still
O, glory to lay all burden aside and forget about us
Foolish pride gospel or gossip
Make your choice
I have much to contribute
Thank you Jesus enduring to the end
Thank you sister Rose
Teaching me to write in prose
In another lifetime we meet up for man's hand beneath ones wings
From the direction to the upper gate
When you look in the time of need
Subtract one hour until tomorrow in battle siding with the Lamanites
And another effort at terza rima
We can see it up close
No more morose
You've got to let it flow
As to ask myself, "Is it anyone"
Salty Waves
3-10-18
No need to make haste
That would only make waste
Not ready to live chaste
Never again to turn away from the principles
By the window sunshine I make it mine
And I am prepared ahead of time
In the Latin sense
As to discern their blondeness
Touching fingers inside the center of your paralellogram
Pain with piety in the print of my rendering of parity
Relevant and real ready of redemption and cold cuts
As thoughts fly high
Needing the love and their support
Licking carcasses clean still walking the plank
And wading Pisces pleasure on the river where it all begins again
Where testimony grows stronger
True to myself today
Where eyes grow dazed in gamblers
As to be the witness in dark places....
All The Living Day
3-10-18
Wash off the fear
Waking purifieth
And the enemy lieth
As bedazzled in faces
Now I can get on with it
As to harbor heredity O, high hills haughty
Solve the equation in your mind and decode these messages
For Spanish whispers and God's love and Spirit that teacheth
All things for the crossfire between sarcasm and sincerity
In real intent to learn of it all day
Four wings and one center
Four faces and eyes on the wheels
Let us know just how it feels
Come again tomorrow
Like my cactus on my window sill years ago
And I still have time to kill
As to begin to be closer
O, pure the river Tigris
In overstimulated faculties
Say you will....
Monday, May 14, 2018
opportunity
Opportunity: Deficiency (Dilemna)
3-10-18
Coming to the light just passing through in wisdom
Do you really think you know and practice what ye are taught
Over ones borometer and gambressed roof
Standing aloof and disquieting sensation
where finances are an issue and shortages a trigger
Several channels blocked today her fire come death defying
Hanging out over the water for instant gratification
Just before sunrise are we blind also to the simple truths
That even a child could understand
Ye are the salt of the earth
Hide not your flavor nor leave it on the plate
Going in among the wheels to find what it feels
As to check in and hunt down a drink on tap water
It's dangerous in departing from the temple....
3-10-18
Coming to the light just passing through in wisdom
Do you really think you know and practice what ye are taught
Over ones borometer and gambressed roof
Standing aloof and disquieting sensation
where finances are an issue and shortages a trigger
Several channels blocked today her fire come death defying
Hanging out over the water for instant gratification
Just before sunrise are we blind also to the simple truths
That even a child could understand
Ye are the salt of the earth
Hide not your flavor nor leave it on the plate
Going in among the wheels to find what it feels
As to check in and hunt down a drink on tap water
It's dangerous in departing from the temple....
sheep gate
Sheep Gate
3-10-18
Only hours ago
I had my main high school nightmare of flunking out
Due to not paying attention in class
Mistaking the pine from the sasafrass
I am not to run away from it
But to learn these equations all over again
In another lifetime in the gate of the fountain
Love is all you need to know
Taking up Mettemiatt
Taking care of my old cat for the miracle of life
As Elasham built the sheep gate
Wash in the pool of Siloam
Go and be cleansed as ye say we see
So your sin remaineth
She is a living miracle
In times of luster where I profoundly realize
That it's going to work out just fine...
Are We Blind Also
3-10-18
Is it any wonder
Rising times of slaughter
Still loving the farmer's daughter
Glad to have my life back after the dream
Like laughtr in a scorn I used to know
In all superabundance of love
In something I would rather overlook
At our Alhamra Inn
Still laden in carnal sin
As heavens are calling
Seeking deepest treasure and in dreams
Failing to do the math
As if under failure's wrath
In Dante and newfangled wisdom
Shifting as uncontrolled as the Amlicites
Know not that it was and simply is from this time forth
I say not Gee Whiz
Thinking about spoons darker
As skies wax gloomy when we turn around
It all comes through this
As fulfilling our own words....
Won Over (To This Knowledge)
3-10-18
Some say the more we know the less we feel
But what is real as bronze and steel
And whomsoever be called thy seed
Will come to know much of what has been forgotten
As we take a step into the morning light
I find that I don't know much after all
O, is it an iniquity to borrow their thunder and count it as spoil and plunder
The more we live the more we know
Clocks one hour ahead on this night of truth
For upright and ambled supports
For tens of thousands of souls won over to this knowledge
Judges following the kings
What do we do with all of these things
In Shiloah by our king's garden
Meeting our universal companion
Our hedge high on the ledge
So say we...
On John 9:40
3-10-18
Where the moon becomes the morning sun
To these dreams I am under the gun
But at least not under the knife
For the tip of the iceberg
He speaks to us in darkness
To work our neuroplasticity
As a light to those in darkness
Reflected on the dreams of everyone
I borrow their thunder at Pidgin-Literal
As to read it at Getheseneme
As to bleed it of idiomatic literi rendering troppo si confomda
I had no theory or vision on such a level of awareness in the western world
Seeking eastern ways where judgement comes upon us
Starpoint the compass he looked behind him and saw redemption
Are ye blind also?
3-10-18
Only hours ago
I had my main high school nightmare of flunking out
Due to not paying attention in class
Mistaking the pine from the sasafrass
I am not to run away from it
But to learn these equations all over again
In another lifetime in the gate of the fountain
Love is all you need to know
Taking up Mettemiatt
Taking care of my old cat for the miracle of life
As Elasham built the sheep gate
Wash in the pool of Siloam
Go and be cleansed as ye say we see
So your sin remaineth
She is a living miracle
In times of luster where I profoundly realize
That it's going to work out just fine...
Are We Blind Also
3-10-18
Is it any wonder
Rising times of slaughter
Still loving the farmer's daughter
Glad to have my life back after the dream
Like laughtr in a scorn I used to know
In all superabundance of love
In something I would rather overlook
At our Alhamra Inn
Still laden in carnal sin
As heavens are calling
Seeking deepest treasure and in dreams
Failing to do the math
As if under failure's wrath
In Dante and newfangled wisdom
Shifting as uncontrolled as the Amlicites
Know not that it was and simply is from this time forth
I say not Gee Whiz
Thinking about spoons darker
As skies wax gloomy when we turn around
It all comes through this
As fulfilling our own words....
Won Over (To This Knowledge)
3-10-18
Some say the more we know the less we feel
But what is real as bronze and steel
And whomsoever be called thy seed
Will come to know much of what has been forgotten
As we take a step into the morning light
I find that I don't know much after all
O, is it an iniquity to borrow their thunder and count it as spoil and plunder
The more we live the more we know
Clocks one hour ahead on this night of truth
For upright and ambled supports
For tens of thousands of souls won over to this knowledge
Judges following the kings
What do we do with all of these things
In Shiloah by our king's garden
Meeting our universal companion
Our hedge high on the ledge
So say we...
On John 9:40
3-10-18
Where the moon becomes the morning sun
To these dreams I am under the gun
But at least not under the knife
For the tip of the iceberg
He speaks to us in darkness
To work our neuroplasticity
As a light to those in darkness
Reflected on the dreams of everyone
I borrow their thunder at Pidgin-Literal
As to read it at Getheseneme
As to bleed it of idiomatic literi rendering troppo si confomda
I had no theory or vision on such a level of awareness in the western world
Seeking eastern ways where judgement comes upon us
Starpoint the compass he looked behind him and saw redemption
Are ye blind also?
spirits up
Keeping The Spirits Up
3-9-18
Who sins, blind man or his parents
The answer is everybody
In taking up Wharton for the tears on the letter
In a green smoky haze
Like magic in the morning
In streams of purity
And divisions among us
Wash in the pool of Siloam
Winding ahead my clocks
In hopes for a new pair of Jesus shoes
And combat boots
Digging Dante and bragging on Browning
Who is he that might believe
I say this not to oppose but as the condoning
In times when I doze
As to come into the world
That for but a moment froze at the Alhambaf Inn
But not to approve of or even condone sin
Blessed is the man whose conscience
Does not condemn the thing he alloweth
O, Sarah Princess observe the billboard
On the side of the road as we crack the code
Salvation a la mode....
Hello, Filomena
3-9-18
Soon time to wake her up
I want to go in spite of any of such gravity
Let me know, sister your point of view on the message
Led by the Holy Spirit soon time to make that call
As it is moving us towards something better
Greeting Filomena halfway off my heels
Hoping for no such skips on my CD
Where I becomes as the we
Loving Kenneth like a brother
So I can more clearly see
O, are angels real we inquire
Tolling for the underdog
As we gather around the fire
By which we are baptized
Almost naked simply a happy coincidence
But O, so much more
Let us examine the evidence
In cathedral evenings we assume the positions
By the time you read this
You would have known me a whole lot better
According to Spirit and letter...
Chimes In Dimes (Rhymes)
3-9-18
If not so much as learning of it
Perhaps we simply enjoy it
For windows into awareness
Still striking for the hurting
Strung out and hung out under the same sun
And chimes and sometimes it rhymes
Clean shaven again
As one to learn about the truth of angels
It's won't be too long
In a need to learn how to meditate over again
Like a rededication to my higher self
No more dematerialized soon time to wake her
Counting myriads of miracles all around us
O, blessed be in you and me
So much more to see come to me my dreams
Not according to what we lack
Keeping spirits bright
O teach me today, tomorrow and always
In dreams of diving headlong into the bog
And another side to Bob soon sad eye and happy mouth....
My Instant Gratification
3-9-18
Out for another quick fix
The devil is up to his same old tricks
May it not hurt my testimony of picking up sticks
As my guard stands hard deceiving many
But agreeing for a penny
Far exceeding the limits in divine characteristics
As one flows imperceptibly in our proverbists
A better place
It's not so easy to forget in Straub and King
Goers stand up and sing
It stands empty and still you keep the main thing
Just what it is as she is up and getting ready
For this fellowship
God please be kind to my vulnerable mind
Hanging in there in spite of divisions
In society I mention this
Just to but confront it
Reading my Watchtower and our ensign
Breeding no questions
But what's the matter
As foreseen and soon
The green...
3-9-18
Who sins, blind man or his parents
The answer is everybody
In taking up Wharton for the tears on the letter
In a green smoky haze
Like magic in the morning
In streams of purity
And divisions among us
Wash in the pool of Siloam
Winding ahead my clocks
In hopes for a new pair of Jesus shoes
And combat boots
Digging Dante and bragging on Browning
Who is he that might believe
I say this not to oppose but as the condoning
In times when I doze
As to come into the world
That for but a moment froze at the Alhambaf Inn
But not to approve of or even condone sin
Blessed is the man whose conscience
Does not condemn the thing he alloweth
O, Sarah Princess observe the billboard
On the side of the road as we crack the code
Salvation a la mode....
Hello, Filomena
3-9-18
Soon time to wake her up
I want to go in spite of any of such gravity
Let me know, sister your point of view on the message
Led by the Holy Spirit soon time to make that call
As it is moving us towards something better
Greeting Filomena halfway off my heels
Hoping for no such skips on my CD
Where I becomes as the we
Loving Kenneth like a brother
So I can more clearly see
O, are angels real we inquire
Tolling for the underdog
As we gather around the fire
By which we are baptized
Almost naked simply a happy coincidence
But O, so much more
Let us examine the evidence
In cathedral evenings we assume the positions
By the time you read this
You would have known me a whole lot better
According to Spirit and letter...
Chimes In Dimes (Rhymes)
3-9-18
If not so much as learning of it
Perhaps we simply enjoy it
For windows into awareness
Still striking for the hurting
Strung out and hung out under the same sun
And chimes and sometimes it rhymes
Clean shaven again
As one to learn about the truth of angels
It's won't be too long
In a need to learn how to meditate over again
Like a rededication to my higher self
No more dematerialized soon time to wake her
Counting myriads of miracles all around us
O, blessed be in you and me
So much more to see come to me my dreams
Not according to what we lack
Keeping spirits bright
O teach me today, tomorrow and always
In dreams of diving headlong into the bog
And another side to Bob soon sad eye and happy mouth....
My Instant Gratification
3-9-18
Out for another quick fix
The devil is up to his same old tricks
May it not hurt my testimony of picking up sticks
As my guard stands hard deceiving many
But agreeing for a penny
Far exceeding the limits in divine characteristics
As one flows imperceptibly in our proverbists
A better place
It's not so easy to forget in Straub and King
Goers stand up and sing
It stands empty and still you keep the main thing
Just what it is as she is up and getting ready
For this fellowship
God please be kind to my vulnerable mind
Hanging in there in spite of divisions
In society I mention this
Just to but confront it
Reading my Watchtower and our ensign
Breeding no questions
But what's the matter
As foreseen and soon
The green...
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