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birthdays, at birth we come to realise that we have a mission to live, for what though?..depends, i say from the time of conception our mission has started in that time we were born with allies and enemies on either side of our own desire, for we within our own chosen reality which ever reality you choose as we all have free will, it was part of a treaty we took on to become human, as we evolve we take steps to prove or improve our own creation the further we go, if our desire is to create more life we do so with free will, through certain circumstances some of us are unable to create, i know this hurts a lot of people who do not have the ability, but im sure there is a grand plan for this fact i do not believe this is a failure for any of us but maybe something we have chosen before we come here, our so called allies and enemies i say are here to teach us which path we choose to go down, if you look for allies they shall appear, if you look for your enemies they will reveal themselves in your own perception, maybe the may come as demons or whatever you take them as, its always your choice i say choose wisely and listen to your heart a liifespan of a thousand years can end within one wrong move be careful in your journey.....and merry christmas...
20/12/2012 scott anthony drayton ?

Breathe it in than beathe it out
What took me a life time just to figure out
That what I've been is not what I should be
And who I am takes me away from me

The current is moving fast and I'm moving slow
Holding onto the anchors that I should let go
But You cast a net and it draws me near
It seems the closer that I get I drift away in fear

The breaking water reflects what I've become
As you put the pieces back where I have come undone
But I will pull off my pride and swim to shore
Bring me back to the place that I was once before

Is this where I am for Your sake
Drowning from the ripples of my own wake
But Im coming in so please cover me
And On This Rock Lord please comfort me

strange magic

shades of passion
skim the surface
of lurid imagination
stretched tight like a drum

shimmering vibrations
undulating through
visions of reality
and jig-sawed humanity

in a slow ...
steady ...
acceptance of
misdeeds and miscalculations

we travel down a winding path
soft heather tinged with nettles
warmth of the rising sun
caressing our bodies

and the floodgates are open
plummeting down the slopes
taking flight on hot breath
reaching into a strange magic

of scintillating loss of self
screaming anguish
and bounded release
of minds melding

TODAY IS EASTER,
JESUS SACCRIFICED
FOR US TO BE BETTER
LET'S RECIVE JESUS
IN OUR LIVES,HE REBIRTHS
FOR US TO GIVE US THE LIGHT
THE TRUTH AND THE LOVE.

Long ago I used to sing God's praise
This was not how I was raised
My parents are nonbelievers
The accused us christans of being over achievers
They never forgave me for turning to the church
A place they tried to keep me from since birth
But as i grew older their thoughts mingled with mine
Sadly i left the church behind
i wound up walking an unknown path
one where love and kindness was a thing of the past
i forgot there were two roads
one hard
one soft
i had forgotton i used to have a rock
this was how it felt to be lost
i wandered neither here nor there
i did not belong anywhere
than one day and innocent little girl
asked me a question that held the world
"Do you love jesus?"
In that moment I knew
The answer I said still rings true
"Yes."
oh what joyous virtue has been bestowed upon me
to give me life love and never ending liberty
To see the sun once more in all of its glory
to keep on living out my story
to have peace once more
*knock knock*
Oh who could that be knocking at the door
a glorious white light comes flooding in
erasing all doubt and past Sin
I have accepted him once more
I drop to my knees upon the floor
Lord my God saviour from heaven above
i give you my soul, showered in love
take me as i am and i shall fight not
for i give you a stained canvas which you wipe clean
wrapped in a white cloak of love i am surrounded
all those wrong words i have said before now seem unfounded
for i have been walking many a mile alone
The litle girl looked at me and smiled
"are you alright? Do you want to be left alone?"
I smiled at her, "No child forgive me, i've had a long walk home.

Prod me with your loving hands,
Stir me from my deep impasse,
I long to flee this stagnant rut;
My soul, my prison, deadened lot,
Which end is just to taste Your wrath;
So let me on the narrow path,
Thorns and thistles may line this road
But it leads me to the mutual abode.
Lift me up with Your mighty hand
Above this frenzied earthly land.
Set me on the mount to see
What the world can offer me;
Till i see the vanity from on high
And earthly desires I bid goodbye
And set my eyes on you.

SPIRIT

WITHIN UNSEEN

BEING LIFE ESSENCE

GIVEN BY BREATH TO US

SPIRIT

Sits in judgment, this life of chance
present to twelve chosen women, men
weighing all that lies in balance
what behavior could not amend

present to twelve chosen women, men
as around the table, with awareness show
what behavior could not amend
‘til the hour nears for the c*ck to crow

as around the table, with awareness show
all that is for them to know
‘til the hour nears for the c*ck to crow
when justice has nowhere else to go

all that is for them to know
guardian angels gates do tend
when justice has nowhere else to go
twelve, sharing, caring at the end

guardian angels gates do tend
where innocence freed, guilt pays for sin
twelve, sharing, caring at the end
step forward, to let time begin, again.

where innocence freed, guilt pays for sin
weighing all that lies in balance
step forward, to let time begin, again.
Sits in judgment, this life of chance.

In the darkness of the night
When the stars shine so bright
And through my hair blows a gentle breeze
Then I, with my face to the sky
Stand in total awe, overcome
That all this my God created
And my soul lifts and soars
Singing praises to the Ancient of Days

Being blessed to wake up is a joy. As I give thought to the layout of my day, framing my moves to what I will do next, I count it as joyful. Knowing sometimes what I will face at work and sometimes before I leave home, I quietly say thank you Lord for another day. I try to channel my thought toward positive things that will get me through the day. I have been blessed with good health and a spirit to help others. I feel that my life is joyful because I have a willing heart and a loving spirit to ease others pain or confusion because I have joy and my joy comes from having a relationship with God. To know you can cast you cares upon God is calming in the mist of life’s storms. Believing that God loves and cares about me in spite of your flaws and short comings gives me hope to keep going. The joy of knowing God is to rest in his peace. I live a joyful life by lying down my sword to face life’s struggles depending on Gods guidance. There is power in the name of God, being able to lean and depend on him; I count it all as a blessing