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From whence we come and whither we go?

Is this the dream from which we awake to go into the
land that is no more?

Which is the state in which we live, are we dreaming
that we are awake or sleeping to rest our dreams?

Tis heaven in the stars of the heavens or heavens
in the land of the Gods?

If such is heaven, where is the bowels of hell?
In sulfuric volcanoes red with fire and putrid smells?

Once exploded and erupted is hell no more or only in
the eddies of our minds?

The mystery of God, eludes us, is there a God?
Is there a Happy Hunting Ground for departed Indian
Warriors to go?

Is a misty cloud with musical harps and departing souls
that have entered into the unknown, awaiting us?

Or are we liken to an ant once stepped upon it is no
more?

Falafel
JimEee

I do pledge my allegiance, to you my great king. Lord you are my assurance, to you i will cling. That is my enduring commitment, to you, Christ my lord. To dis-obey your commandments, i truely can not afford. You are the solemn king. Your throne, in heaven above. There in chorus, angels sing: you're truth and love. You recieve our daily prayer; when sincere prays are sown. Now i will publicly declare, Jesus christ as my own. You are eternal my lord, i pray your kingdom come. Your reign it is assured, thy will must be done. For there is really none, mighty and strong as you. Other gods i have shunned, you're ''the one''only true. Forgive those who did object, treacherous, they didn't bow. Lord here iam, your subject, prostrate, I worship you now!

To see evil is to know it is real to feel evil and to see it is as strong as you allow it to be you do not excape evil but contain it there for evil must be imprisoned in the soul and surrendered by love that is the power of GOD only then is it truly conquered

---- IMAGE REMOVED because photobucket.com no longer allows embedded images ----The depths of the sea
They begin with a stream
Formed of tears from my heart

The current is pulling me under
As the water recedes
A tsunami of life crashes through me

Swallowed by chaos comfortably numb
This is His mercy to His will I succumb

Sometimes in this world
Our view of God
Is as someone remote
Austere and angry
Hard to understand
But he shed tears
When lazarus had died
Jesus wept

Weeping is deeper
The soul is in anquish
Maybe the clouds
stand for his eyes
Could then the rain
Be a photograph
Of the other side of God
We sometimes forget to see

When soul is trying to ooze out of heart
and start to ask
deep meaningfull questions from the dark...
then all meterial security becomes meaningless
until that answer is found in the sudden spark!
dissatisfaction we will feel always
many of us refused to even recognise
....becoz to recognise this means
facing insecurity of the mind!
yet reality dont change!
therefore deeper question of existence remains
this is duality of inner reality.

Beautiful world inside the heart....
where there is never ending tunnel of joy....
keep going deep and deep for eons!
and through there he comes
out to expereince oneness'
with a creator....!
that is what
my existence longs for!

Tyrants, ogres and ghouls
Witches, warlocks and fools
Parading throughout history replete
Preying on humanity and the weak
Enforcing laws and rules as they speak
No man or woman mandating insane claims
Has the right to proliferate nefarious games
Where all people are the enemy of the few
Hunted, accosted and trapped like a shrew
A reckoning is coming and it’s on the rise
All foretold by the ancients and the wise
Monsters, dragons and demon beasts
Supping on life blood in ritual feasts
Know that the ending of delusion is soon
The giants are heavily knapped and hewn
By angelic armies powerful and strong
Hurled into the fire where they belong
The egregious villains are destined for hell
Ending the stronghold of their cursed spell

© Jade Anjoun

The difference between something and nothing could be a matter of perception
Once and if I control that depth would I see a better mans reflection
If my faith is truly believing in something that I cannot see
Than am I bound by my heart as my hands surf upon a gentle breeze
In order to determine whether we know anything with certainty
We first have to doubt everything we know and let our minds roam free
The fear of death follows only from the fear of life
A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time
So as my hands collapse upon bent knees then will my Father take me back
Then I believe that life is worth living and my belief will help create the fact
~ JJF~

Her wings how scorched they became
Shedding light to others from nigh to day
Everlasting in her love, to each she became just what was
Needs fulfilled tenderly, each touch caress a measure of love
To give of herself destined she was
She gently caressed each brow before her hand with love
Guiding and leading in her wake the brightness to her quake

She was sent from heaven above
To soothe the aching of one love
But evil had its day, taking apart another love start
The lord let her sit there and ponder, to know the love hath gone under
He let her be the light to which others might see
If only a glimmer of what was to be
For she was his child, to touch upon others a light without guile
An angel in child’s form bringing light to darkness in her stumbles

The Lord he had plan’s for this little angel he sent
Her golden hair to flow in heavenly glow
The years spent in youthful assent
To other’s pain she may ease, with mercy he had sent thee
The Lord he decided a gift she so deserved
To show her the love that he so held for her
Angel’s needing reminding of the Lord’s full grace
And angel to her he sent in his place, to love and to hold and cherish his kind

He gifted this angel with the greatest exhaltation
That which his own dear mother had truly blessed
To give of one’s own true flesh for the world full of sin and digress
This angel how she did stumble upon this one tribulation
To know the ache and pain human heartache can endure
Weathered from one heart must be torn the love of a mother be born
King Solomon’s wisdom placed on the mantel
True mother give of her child for a child’s life is to be

This angel stumbled and clamored so
Life blood of humanly disgrace unfold
She screamed and she shouted turning her back so as dark clouds withered below
The stumbles, the falls, the heartache, the pain
Human desires to be of no blame
Evil words written to offend an angel of the Lord turned in sin
The wreckage of such a young seraph wings broken under such shame
She raises her weary head in exhault, Lord I am no good without thee, Holy Holy Holy is thee

Tears flow in humanly form down the bosom upon her sworn
He reaches his hand in loving kind brushes the tears once again for thine
Reach out once again dear angel to one that I want to be mine
He lifts her just a bit to look back out to this evil pit
Raise a light it must be to be planted for me
Not once, not twice, but three times a must in stumbles of the dust
Burning brightly one must to break the chains of the crust
Bring hope and forgiveness to this fight

Who is this man beneath this hat
So old and weather beaten
Wisdom shines from his eyes
And words are softly spoken
The words are kind, encouraging
To lift and bless the hearer
Cleanse the mind and stir the heart
And set the soul rejoicing
Who is this man that quietly goes
And spreads the word of the Gospel
Brings a soul to salvation's door
Then goes back about his business
This man to whom many owe their life
Who drifts along unacknowledged
All he wants in this life to do
Is the work set by his Father