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Would you show me how you sleep so sweetly
Or could you teach me how not to dream
Mine have been deliberately consuming
Considerately they've been killing me
With reoccurring nightmares
Of creaking cemetery gates
The silent screams among the undead
As they lay me down within my grave
My heart beats restlessly inside of panic
Anticipating this hell I've never met
But it promised me that it missed me
Through all the nights I never slept
Its fingers grip tightly around my throat
The other hand covers my eyes
It hated that I believed in God
And all of His softly unspoken lies
Then I awake within a deeper panic
I still feel the impressions of its hands
Lord how many nights must I be pulled under
Before your heavens will take me back

~JJF ~

Me. Im free. Free. To be me. Firey.cocky.confidendent me.i wonder where where my life will turn as i gaze upon the sun i burn. So yet i wait to where ile be, to hope and expect to find a man who let me be me.

Do we still search
beyond the facade of life,
into the recesses of our souls,
for meaning that transcend ourselves?

Where are the Kants’
searching for the source of knowledge
deep within our experiences
in a metaphysical world?

Does Socrates’ still believe
that we carry within us all knowledge,
and that evil
is simply ignorance?

And does Zeno still
play with paradoxes
challenging the Gods to a race
and betting on the tortoise?

Is God still damned by Nietzsche
and life set upon our shoulders,
writing “ Thus Spake Zarathustra “
while going quietly insane?

Who today will challenge the course
that guides us on this path?
The thinker, the poet, the artist of thought,
so silent as time does pass.



~SAS 4-28-14

Noah's Ark
Built to shelter eight people
Noah, his wife, Noah's three sons and their wives
Also built to shelter a male and a female
Of every land dwelling animal on earth
Dolphins, sharks, and puffer fish didn't need the ark
The ark was 750 feet long, 75 feet wide and 45 feet tall
It was made of cypress wood and sealed with pitch
God wanted to wipe the wicked people from the face of the earth
The flood waters came from the sky and the earth
They covered all the mountains
The water was 20 feet above the highest mountain
From the beginning of the flood to dry land took about a year
40 days and 40 nights of rain
150 days of a flooded landless earth
The rest of time for the flood waters to dry up
Noah was 601 when he emerged from the ark
Noah was 950 when he died
God placed a rainbow in the sky as a covenant
That he would never destroy all of mankind again

Shape of Crucifixion
a balance
of what is right
the good inside man
passed down
by his chosen twelve
blessing myself
in the name
of our Father
begging mans forgiveness
of the Son
who arose
from the dead
his Holy Spirit
I bow my head
in mans
horrible shame

Tears from
Heaven's Son
crowned with thorns
falls down
lashed and whipped
Flesh tore
like a broken man
shame bleeding down
his innocent face
sorrowful passion
cruelty in
this world

Inflicts so
much pain
with needles suffering
how could we be
so very cruel

Pain of endurance
carrying hurt
upon a suffering cross
to our king
crowned in Heaven
in his grace
pleasant company

You make
this world
a better place
filled with
your peace
Holy Spirit
inside loves grace

In our
Heavenly father's
light of
such beauty
in purity
a gift
from above
amazing your grace

Heavenly love
begs forgiveness
to all sins
of mans
shameful face
his only
begotten Son
died nailed
upon a cross

Crucified this day
persecuted an
innocent man
for our sins
with that
of others
look upon
the face
of justice

I Father
am ashamed
if only
I love you
one fraction
in his name

He said unto
his Almighty Father
pleading as
the darkness enveloped
rumbling his Almighty
voice thundering
in the Heaven's above
on our behalf
he pleads
for our mercy

Striking forks
thrown down
charged arrows
of lightening
from his altar
in the sky
his Father unhappy

On our behalf
I get down
upon the
knees in prayer
humbly shouting
to the Heaven's
adoringly praising you

I Forgive
them Father
voice of love
they know not
what they do
truly the
words spoken
from an Almighty King
divine in power
of love
in our salvation
paid for
our sins

Died our
precious Lord
pierced through
the side
savagery of man
oh precious king
I follow
your path
Lord Jesus Christ
the only Son
of the Father

On Calvary
on this his
begotten day
your son
laid his life
down for us
became our guardian

Holding our souls
in the palm
of his hands
tainted with
the sins
of man
our Blessed Trinity

My prayers
on this
holy day
loving you
my King
a little piece
in your Heaven

Hands clasped praying
unto the Heaven's
i rejoice
holding your name
upon my lips

Holy Father
my adorable King
I am just
a meek lamb
at your feet
your servant
Lord and Master
have mercy on
our suffering souls

As we weep
and mourn
in loves
valley of tears
see light
of our Savior
Amen in your Grace
Glory be
in your
name father
eternal Peace
of Love

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~

In the mounting tension of a bursting town,
Car parks filled with facial frown,
Weekend mayhem, crowds abound,
And an empty Church stands waiting.

People like mannequins aimlessly flow,
Scarcely time to say Hello!
Lavish gifts bought to bestow,
And a lonely Church lies waiting.

Purces bulge with funds galore,
From a packed Public House..a deafening roar,
Constant footsteps pass a wide open door,
Of a hopeful Church in waiting.

Thunderous traffic and babies cries,
Blaring horns no longer a surprise,
Amid this chaos a quiet place lies,
In a peaceful Church still waiting.

Worldly repentance may soon be too late,
In the queue up to Heaven there's a lengthy wait,
On bloodied knees at a bolted gate,
Down below...the Devil is waiting.

Look deeper inside the universe and you will find it's brilliant mind
Transcranial stimulation directing intelligent design
The Heavens celestial is the body of an eternal dream within it's own
A window into the galaxies where the heart is connected to it's soul
While event horizon reflects a dark side there is still a beauty to behold
Through parallel dimensions and wormholes into eternities of the great unknown
Where there is only the absence of time not space, a beginning without an end
Floating through the Milky Way across a gentle stellar wind
Deep into the macrocosmic silence I close my eyes and disappear
Awaiting on the other side is the golden thrones of new frontiers
Unto the Nebulas of Orions belt you can feel the gift of life
A place one day we'll again call home as we ascend into its light
~ Come Visit ~

~ JJF~

My song is of a world long gone
Destroyed by human folly.
And how the race of man was saved, again and again through sacrifice and pain, by those to whom we owe a debt which never can be paid.

Hark to the story of great deeds, Never to be heard by human ears.
Fought on sunless inner worlds, Three shining lights of power, Alone to face the armies of hell.

Time was short for this endeavour, though the end was nigh the enemy
fell.
Now we survive in endless furore, yet none can save us from ourselves.

The world is increasing its vibrations
Speeding things up
And so a new phase is entering
They call it Ascension
We are supposed to anticipate this
And enter the fourth dimension
I know something is going on
But how long will it take?
What is the secret?

There is no secret
But they don’t tell you
You have to live
Long enough
Until it happens.