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1. Crooked church heads make crooked beds!
I knew a male gentile pastor who had a wife & kids
and had a girlfriend & kids from her in the same church.
Crooked church heads make crooked beds!

2. Solomon had 700-wives, princesses, 300-concubines,
that is a 1000-women.
I'm just voting for one,
that's the Old Testament we don't live in those days any more,
Players that aren't done playing sin love 2 have their fun.
1 Kings 11:3

3. Lots of men love that one night stand,
especially if she knows you're a millionaire,
she stays awake waiting for that drug induced
drink she gave you Mr. Man to put u to sleep,
when he begins 2 roar,
with his loud snore.

4. Because Mr. Man 2 bed u touched her hand,
as he's in his deep forest of sleep
she searches his wallet,
this man went 2 bed with a she shark,
he doesn't know while he's asleep
she's busy sinking him in 2 that robbers quicksand.

5. A lot of men love that one night stand,
remember U let her in, into your inn
when you're finished with her Mr. Man.
She can't wait 4 U 2 begin your deep snore,
then next she finds his debit card pin
remember Mr. Man U had let her in your inn.
His bank tells him, "U have no more funds
2 cover your door,
but he didn't know he got robbed while he snored.

6. I remember walking in 2 this church,
I had sat down 2 listen 2 this church head,
what U are in your heart
will be heard & shown 2 her in your bed!

7. The number one Life style:
Most men live a double-standard life style,
within the same man he loves his double life style,
she hears how much of an angel U are working out there
in the general public, she's heard all those comments
about her husbands reputation.

8. The number 2 life style within the same man:
She will hear & see what U are
behind the closed doors of your home with her.
She will judge if have within U, 'Force,'
she's expecting 2 hear & see this angel
everyone's been talking about your reputation
when he was out on his working jobs course.

9. I remember walking in 2 this church,
I sat down 2 listen 2 this church head,
what U are in your heart,
will be heard & shown 2 her in your bed!

10. He said horrible things about TBN:
meaning Trinity Broadcasting Network.
Said horrible things about the 700-Club.
I quoted his own bible back 2 him
the Song of Solomon 8:6 tells U,
"Jealousy is as cruel as the grave."
"When your favorite sport is Lazy-Lynching
the work away from your hands."
"U would rather preach a sermon
that mirrors your own new-born-babies scream,
when you're no-longer a baby any more,
being grown-up u can be a doer,
instead of crying & screaming like a new-born-babies scream."

11. His preaching everyone calls him a church head,
his message, "we must serve jealousy & angers head!"
I said, "I see why U don't get any sleep at night,
U love your crooked bed!"

12. Not all men of the Cloth are chosen:
The first class of men are good, they're Dolphins,
they've chosen 2 be done playing in sin.

13. The second class of men are evil, they're Sharks,
they've decided in their heart they love serving 2 masters,
they've also had decided they're won't be done playing in sin
as long as they say so.
U can't hear & see this until their actions
show & tell on them,
then after this they get reported!

14. Man that is born of a woman is of a few days
& full of trouble! Job 14:1. Men all over the world
have gone out of their way 2 make a mess
out of God's Church!!

15. Women's Recovery Home:
Here's proof found in scripture that men 4 hundreds
& hundreds of years have been living a double-standard
double life style all in the same one man.
Before a man can show & tell his double life style,
it starts at the seat of his emotions his heart. Psalms 12:1-2.(KJV)

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How best can I describe
That feeling I have inside
Wonderful and overflowing
Nurturing and always growing

What word could encompass
And contain such great mass
Surrounding and absorbing
Buoyant and so supporting

Changing over time and place
Giving us much love and space
Nourishing both great and small
Supporting of life for all

Capable of my greatest fear
Reassuring of peace so dear
Both dangerous in the world we live
And peaceful as any place can give

The oceans can best describe
All we love and fear inside

On a frosty Winter's evening,
In a haunting moonlight glare,
I remembered perished loved ones,
With a solemn silent prayer.

There the flickers of the firelight,
Cast live shadows on the gloom,
Like the ghosts of souls departed,
Came alive within the room.

I could sence parental spirits,
Place their marble hands in mine,
As they coaxed me from the armchair,
Up to waltz with them entwined.

Yet although their steps were silent,
And they spoke with soundless air,
Their warm aura was a blessing,
Of which I was unaware.

For their lives on earth weren't easy,
In those woeful days of yore,
Yet together lived contented,
Through the suffering they bore.

Hope and gratitude they gifted,
All my worries were benign,
As the two kind hearted spectres,
Soon returned to the divine.

With the dying of the embers,
Came our parting bittersweet,
As the fading of the shadows,
Were their spirits in retreat

They bestowed a saintly message,
Scribed in smoke upon the wall,
" Always pray for fallen angels,
And no harm shall you befall."

Now it's lonesome by the fireside,
On the floor.. a teardrop stain,
And I pray my kindred guardians,
Will return to dance again.

in this jungle of terrestrial life
tangled amongst the density
roaming under a silent stealth
passion waits with rapt intensity

covered softly in words of honey
attracting the ones unpledged
like stones falling into puddles
ripples fanning out full-fledged

time meanders through days
climaxing into months and years
subdued in the jungle of our lives’
effacing all the tears and fears

pending the sunlight of clearing
traversing through ordered chaos
searching through the emotions
among the ecstasy of the pathos

the jungle is captivating and bold
enduring the solemn reassuring
succumbing to the sweetness
strong and so deeply alluring

© Jade Anjoun

Vibrations pulse with a quivering cargo
Creating a rhombic magical flow
Some days fast others slow
Tick tock to and fro
Rise up and go
 
Shadows of white light luminous glow
Dancing twangs of a staccato banjo
Precision pounding of the bongo
Sync with magenta Bordeaux
And a luscious gateau

Strength in the multitudes of resonating macro
Formed in the firm stable base of a dado
On shoulders of giants from long ago
Life’s story as an evolved bio
As above, then below

Movements ending the linear time will show
Coalesced synchronicity in blue indigo
Loving embraces of a trusted beau
Gone the past we used to know
Tick tock, we move, we go

Jade Anjoun

It was french conned; the notion of liberty. Democracy's door they opened, chanting freedom liberty fraternity! Others did follow suite; Haiti joined the fray. Revolution though not cute, paved the "freedom way". Need to mention england; whose throne feared badly. America declared/won independence, her symbol, statue-of-liberty. Women wouldn't be denied; most are now "liberated". With salaries lagging behind, many still feel frustrated. Radical changes-throughout time; did it, "set people free"? Sure, freedom voices chimmes; is that the liberty? There are still needs; the political "powers" dictate. Many hungry mouths to feed, "welfare" in western states! Social unrest is brewing, egyptians on the streets. "People" still are pursuing, "percieved freedom" they seek. However the question remains: how free can we be? Democracy seems like gain, but, is that liberty? Sin enslaves mortal man, that's according to scripture. Bible makes us understand; life ísn't about pleasure. Christ died for us; he gave man liberty! Delivering belivers from lust and, setting captives free. Now, those seeking libety; he meets that need. Who-so- ever he sets free, gets "title", "free-in-deed"!

God created snowflakes individually like me and you
Some he created extremely frilly and beautiful
But then some seem to be simple and quite plain
But to Him each one is beautiful just the same

As they float in the air they are a glorious sight
Then they gather together on the ground in a pile pure and white
Until things in the world cause them to discolor and stain
Then they melt, evaporate into the air, cleanse and float to the ground again

What a perfect system God has created for them
Just as mankind can be forgiven by Him after we sin
He makes us and we enter the world sin free
Only to be influenced and tainted by sin and greed

Because He gave His son to the world to save us from sin
All we need to do is accept Him and He will cleanse us again
We are like snowflakes gathering together in a blanket of white snow
When we are saved by Jesus we float carefree in our faith and grow

Suddenly he was standing in front of the neighboring house
with the thick camera around his neck.
Where are you from all of a sudden ?
Ah, American accent.
Out of the blue,
did a Higher Being send you ?
Puh,
that was Love at the first view,
Lightning shot through, arms and knees grew weak.
~~~~~~~~
It's been 13 years now and my heart still beats faster when we see.
->
Open your heart and soul to reach you !
?
You told:
"Once and for all, it's just not on:
I will never fall in Love with you, not in your nelly,
neither shall you fall in Love with me".
•
You give me peace and serenity, security and protection,
from evil, bad people who want to use and rob.
•
Unfortunately, you are dismissively, gruff and hurtful,
when I ask about your feelings and thoughts
-> that's why I stopped asking !
?
Clear your blockages and fears, opening for Kisses and Cuddles
........
in eternal Love, yours 8

~~~~ come back well and stay healthy~~~~ Toodle-oo !

If you are in a relationship,
would you also feel like being tender,
purely theoretical ?
What should a relationship be like that lasts forever and endures ?
Then would we really feel like intimacy,
purely practical ?
How supposed knowing without a relationship ?
If you feel like being close to me, do you also want with me ?

Let's find out together how much affection is possible with us !

Come in,
close the door,
lie down,
I'll be right inside you ~;-)) = ##

We say a man thinks with his head,
but does the truth lie further down instead?

Some men's stronger brains are in their balls,
the source of their keen prowess or calls.

Pretty women are seen as objects of sex,
if they can't be used, some are vexed.

Others rely on their testes to feel alive,
glands are stimulated to have their drive;

But see France's leader, so sharp and bright,
in love with an aged mentor - his heart's delight,
A solid power couple strong as rock,
there's no issue with a generation gap,

True intellect knows no bounds, no walls
and it certainly doesn't reside in men's balls.