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body strong mind calm.
´ t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
17jun26
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It’s kind of you wanting to share,
To know the start of the Gospel;
In giving and receive in prayer,
Through with the rest of the people.
You sent me help to meet my needs,
Not that I am seeking a gift;
But I do seek the fruit that feeds,
Of the credit that will uplift.
I have received ample payment,
And I am being well supplied;
A fragrant offer with raiment,
That’s pleasing to the sanctified.
God will supply you every need,
According to His wealth through Christ;
Riches in glory will exceed,
Much more than you have sacrificed.
Copyright © 2026 Richard Newton Sherrer
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Complacency killing me
Cell by cell
Waking up to
A state of decay
Flesh hanging off
The bone
Unique identity
Stripped away callously
Where my truth
Has become a fallacy.
The priests
Avoidably detained
To perform last rites
For challenging them
On interpretation
Of a verse
And refusal to get in line.
Concept
Of impermanence
Straight
Over a head
Foolishly believing
That the time machine
Slaved over assiduously
Ready to be used
And return to a moment
When it all went awry
And change the trajectory.
Stubbornly refusing
To accept the creed
The sooner we agree
It can never be the same
Stronger the impetus
Greater the chance
Of fulfilling
What destiny expects
Of us
Stepping in
To the unknown
With what faith
Left on the cutting room floor.
A terrifying scene
Of powerlessness
Without familiar faces
To ground
The insecurity
Or panacea
To cope
With the anxiety
Of facing our demons
With a clear head
Not swimming in chemicals
Sucking our souls dry.
Trying to fill in the gaps
With anything useful
Besides doom scrolling
Into a dopamine frenzy
To stave off the boredom
And not get maudlin
Over what used to be.
Fighting sleep
But scared to close your eyes
For you might see
The man that pissed
Away potential on
Fads and gurus
That left you
Even more confused.
Led to a town square
Dropped on your knees
Praying to the sun
For his gaze
To enter your iris
Reflection of
A holy one
Not mirroring
The derelict
You've become.
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A refuge from the world,
So full of good intent
But when push came to shove
Quick to arrive at its judgement
He bought a dining table
And matching dining chair
For the kitchen diner in
His very special somewhere.
Entry, bathroom lounge bedroom
Summed up the rest
In his mind he regarded it
As a refuge of the best.
There was no television,
Books and mags to read,
Easel brushes and oils
For other cultural needs.
A device to stream music.
For him and him alone.
As soon as he arrived,
Off went his mobile phone.
He changed in the entry,
A between worlds boundary line,
And when she entered the lounge,
Carl had transformed to Caroline.
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Last one
On your mind
To cuddle up with
On this special night
That holds more resonance
As the years fly by.
I hope there's someone
That appreciates
And desires you
Cause though we're loathe
To admit it
Sleeping alone
Never gets easier
Despite the proud face
Displayed in the public arena.
I would kill
To play the part
Of your beau
But can't travel
Too far over the county line
Before I'm taken
Out of commission
For being a seditious creep.
Sometimes wish
Was able to finish
What I started
Without consequences
Or ramifications
To mull over
In the morning
Awakening to your alluring eyes.
Its a tune unfinished
And don't want to share credit
With another
That isn't committed
For the long haul
Ready to ghost
At the first hint
Of dissension
In the ranks.
I'll walk the plank
With a boulder
Strapped to my back
And the phrase
I never learn
Pinned to my chest
Mocked as an
Ignorant sod
With a head of brick
To prove my dedication.
Cant tell a lie
I often dreamt
Of bursting in your door
And after a beat
Of shock and disbelief
You would leap
Into my embrace
And I wouldn't hesitate
To rub you raw
With kisses
At last finding
The one piece
I've been missing
Consummating with you.
I'm forced
To deviate from the fantasy
Created with precision
To take a powder
That doesn't increase
The serotonin
But only depletes my spirit.
Everyone tells me
Break this fever
That's been keeping me
At half speed
But they just react
In astonishment
When I refuse to move away
From my one track mind
By restating the obvious
I'm oblivious to
Anyone or anything
Besides you.
I shut the door
Just a crack
In case
You defy the odds
By slipping on through
And we can
For a brief moment
Hold each other warmly
Until society
In all jealousy
And faces of green
Pry us apart
With my heart
Ripped from my chest
Barely beating
On the porcelain floor.
You suddenly awake
Tears streaking down
Did you feel that too?
You say
Desperately
To an empty room
Seeking an other half
To finally complete you.
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When * SOME*EXtra_Special * == ONE We Can
Close >>>>>>>>>>> OUR*EYES ______ TIGHT And We TRUST
THEIR ^^^^^^^^^^^ LOVING ^^^^^^^^^^^ COMPASSIONATE
G L O W I N G *==*==*==*==*==*==* SWEET
HEART__>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>__ LIGHT
When ^^^^^^^^ we ^^^^^^^^ FEEL,^^^^^^^^ Our
Deepest, ``` DARK ``` Dreary, *#> nightMARE > ELITE*{{{}}}::::::::::::~~~}}}
WE > >> >>> W I D E .When we MEET Another
^^^^^^^^ EXTRA*ORDINARILLY >> EXTRA*SPECIAL TRUELY ^^^^^^^^
^^^^^^^^LOVING BEAUTUIFULLY * TRUSTING SWEET^^^^^^^^
HEART AS ITS == NO===MISTAKE As
[[[*GOD*]]] Watches and LISTENS TO ALL
OF OUR Every DEEP======HEARTFELT
P ^^ R ^^ A ^^ Y ^^ E ^^ R ^^ S
OF OUR HIGHEST====JOYS=and*HAPPINESS
and OF our DEEPEST HURTFULNESS
OF * UNHEALING BROKENESS
OF*OUR*DEEPEST*DARKEST *DREARY===DESPAIR
AS [[*GOD*]] Comes To US, AT OUR COMPLETE
L O W E S T*Darkest===Devastating*COLDEST
DEFEAT TO MIRACLE UPLIFT AND BLESS US
With AN EXTRA*===*SPECIAL SWEET*HEARTS,
OF TRUE PURE LOVING BEAUTIFULLY CARING
C O M P A S S I O N A T E______________LOVINGNESS
FROM THEIR HEARTS MIND And VERY * SOULS,
SO WONDERFULLY UPLIFTING
GIFTING And For ME
LIFE LIVING AND
L O V I N G L Y
^^^^SAVINGLY
With SWEET
B L E S S E D
HEALING
MIRACLE
SHINE
B Y
[[[*GODS*]]
H O L Y
HEAVENLY
L O V I NG
DESIGN
*DIVINE*{{{}}}::::::::::::~~~}}}
BY JOHN D JUNGERS
15 JUNE 2026
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From the crystal clear waterfalls to the fragility of the bluebells
God speaks His love and power with creative grace
The world, His canvas to paint
Beauty upon beauty
Repeated throughout history
His never ending glory
A sky that´s a never ending canopy of protection
Mountains that offer spectacular views
That melt into the waters below
Offering strength to the fallen landscape
Seas that rage and roar upon the rocks so bare
Violet backed Starlings wearing the robes of royalty
Volcanos erupting with their rivers of fire
We fear them but also admire
God speaks, but are we a believer?
Nature holds no boundaries in all its fullness of life
It draws us closer with its insatiable character
It´s just simply spectacular
The trees they stand tall and proud
Raising their arms to the sunlit skies
And as we embrace them with our eyes
They give us a taste of paradise
The luscious green grass like a carpet of feathers
Covers the earth with its magical wild flowers
And God´s voice is heard in the whispers of the gentle breeze
Because nature is God´s masterpiece
His expression of His eternal heavenly places
Nature invites us to marvel and celebrate
From the rising of the sun to its setting
We are freely given the kindness and splendor
Of skies filled with red and lavender
Of rainbows that reach beyond the horizon
An array of colour with intricate facets
Encapsulated in the orchestra of the bird song
That brings us majestic freedom
And just as we wonder if we have seen it all
God has also illuminated the dark night
With stars and planets that work in harmony
Across galaxy upon galaxy
Who can fathom His incredible generosity?
That He has bestowed on humanity
And whether you believe or not
You cannot doubt that the world of nature
Is one of the most amazing things you will ever encounter.
Written by
Helen Aldhous ´
Tuesday 15th March 2022
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~A PLEA BY AN UNBORN BABY~
The picture is that of a 21*week*old unborn baby named Samuel Alexander Armas, who is being operated on by a surgeon named Joseph Bruner. The baby was diagnosed with spina bifida and would not survive if removed from his mother's womb. Little Samuel's mother, Julie Armas, is an obstetrics nurse in Atlanta. She knew of Dr Bruner's remarkable surgical procedure. Practising at Vanderbilt University Medical Center in Nashville, he performs these special operations while the baby is still in the womb. During the procedure, the doctor removes the uterus via C*section and makes a small incision to operate on the baby. During the surgery on little Samuel, the little guy reached his tiny, but fully developed, hand through the incision and firmly grasped the surgeon's finger. The photograph captures this amazing event with perfect clarity. The editors titled the picture, "Hand of Hope." The text explaining the picture begins, "The tiny hand of 21*week*old fetus Samuel Alexander Armas emerges from the mother's uterus to grasp the finger of Dr Joseph Bruner as if thanking the doctor for the gift of life." Little Samuel's mother said they "wept for days" when they saw the picture. She said, "The photo reminds us my pregnancy isn't about disability or an illness, it's about a little person." "The Hand" of the fetus. You can see the actual picture, and it is awesome.incredible.
Please pass this on. The world needs to see this one.
~A PLEA BY AN UNBORN BABY~
All I am asking is a fighting chance.
I may be normal or I may be not
I want a fighting chance to fight for
my own life and fight my way out.
The law that protects human beings
has let us down so badly by allowing
us to be classed as not a human being;
killing the unborn is murder by the law.
How would you like a law allowing
over sixty*five to be killed legally,
considering them not human legally
like the unborn as not a human being
Born people made the unjust law and
Forgot they too were all once unborn.
We are also human beings and are alive
Stop killing us, give us a chance to live.
Kris ~ Dreamweaver
www.poetrypoem.com/dreamweaver
1.6 MILLION INNOCENT BABIES
WILL BE MURDERED BY ABORTIONISTS
THIS YEAR 2005.
Help pass the law
"Life at Conception Act": in the USA CONGRESS.
LIFE BEGINS AT A HEARTBEAT AND
AN ABORTION KILLS THAT HEART.
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