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Really Ready For Relationship SERIOUS?!
Check the state of your cingulate gyrus!
The error-sector placed in our brain by our blessed faithful Creator!
Helping our attention to antispate,
We may wander only by motivation & go asstray.
From the Truth,from correct accuracy,
Without consideration,without understanding,right judgment erring spiritually
So to be sure you are truly prepared for "relationship serious",get good understanding through The WORD to nourish your cingulate gyrus!
The error-sector placed in our brain by our blessed faithful Creator!
Helping our attention to antispate,
We may wander only by motivation & go asstray.
From the Truth,from correct accuracy,
Without consideration,without understanding,right judgment erring spiritually
So to be sure you are truly prepared for "relationship serious",get good understanding through The WORD to nourish your cingulate gyrus!
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Posted: Aug 2016
About this poem:
How fearfully & wonderfully our Creator-Potter-LORDGOD made us with good,"tools" in us.We simply need toyield our "members" as instruments of
Righteousness,by giving HIM to Whom we belong all blessing,thanks,worship
And HalleluYah,Praise-with dance,and
All our BODY for a fit & strong healthy body!
I GOTTA TOUCH!!!!!
Knowing in these intense perilous times that the love of most has grown icey cold,because
of the great falling away from The Faith.
Only there are those of us who are not of the worldly times & are hooked up with the Anchor of our soul & from loving The Truth we can't turn away!
Truly it's clear who is hot & who is cold in LOVE with The ALLMIGHTY.
The uncovering is happening,we been chasten first & we fight to preserve our HUMANITY.
As a "prisoner of Hope",this is a prayer-post-poem,FATHER GOD,please give relief!
This is not The Life that was meant,for You so loved You gave us better by blessed belief.
All that seems to be left is lust of the eyes,lust of the flesh,the pride of living with more stuff.
All things are possible & YOU can create the perfect one who can love me & I can TOUCH!
of the great falling away from The Faith.
Only there are those of us who are not of the worldly times & are hooked up with the Anchor of our soul & from loving The Truth we can't turn away!
Truly it's clear who is hot & who is cold in LOVE with The ALLMIGHTY.
The uncovering is happening,we been chasten first & we fight to preserve our HUMANITY.
As a "prisoner of Hope",this is a prayer-post-poem,FATHER GOD,please give relief!
This is not The Life that was meant,for You so loved You gave us better by blessed belief.
All that seems to be left is lust of the eyes,lust of the flesh,the pride of living with more stuff.
All things are possible & YOU can create the perfect one who can love me & I can TOUCH!
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Posted: Aug 2016
About this poem:
The majority are content with pictures,phone texting,mentally enjoying the images they love & are losing their senses,being out of touch with The WORD,Holy Scriptures.It certainly is The Book of Life!
Somehow may these poems create a desire for THE REAL THING,The GOOD ANSWER:Christ our LORD,WHO rose from the dead with ALL power,soon to RETURN,King Who creates kings!
HalleluYAH!
Here HE GAVE me to LET MY little LIGHT SHINE!
Many THANKSGIVINGS & ALL THANKFULNESS for Connecting Singles!!!
I'm Just Love -sick With LOVE,Yal!
Many waters can't drown this love I been trying to contain.
Though the more abundantly this kind of love is offered,the less I be loved or treated the same.
I can't be a play-actor or pretender,a church wage-worker,though afflicted with all this affection.
Enemy mind-sets keep showing resistance & hate,I'm still a winner,because I have The All-seeing ONE's attention!
I keep setting my love-charity upon The HIGHEST ALLMIGHTY.The Song of loves,Song of songs will ever love & bless me.
Beyond all human knowledge or reason in humanity,like HIS Church,I must build myself up in love sincerely,constantly.
His lovingkindness drew me & for my 64 years this love is certainty for sure.
I call on The Holy Ghost acknowledging my faith in the name of Y'Shua JESUS & at the same time HIS perfect LOVE is ever my cure!
Though the more abundantly this kind of love is offered,the less I be loved or treated the same.
I can't be a play-actor or pretender,a church wage-worker,though afflicted with all this affection.
Enemy mind-sets keep showing resistance & hate,I'm still a winner,because I have The All-seeing ONE's attention!
I keep setting my love-charity upon The HIGHEST ALLMIGHTY.The Song of loves,Song of songs will ever love & bless me.
Beyond all human knowledge or reason in humanity,like HIS Church,I must build myself up in love sincerely,constantly.
His lovingkindness drew me & for my 64 years this love is certainty for sure.
I call on The Holy Ghost acknowledging my faith in the name of Y'Shua JESUS & at the same time HIS perfect LOVE is ever my cure!
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Posted: Sep 2016
About this poem:
Not because of doing everything perfect,but having a perfect HEART in the fear of GOD,so loving HIM with HIS love-charity:which is free,real,personal,tolerant...And NEVER ENDS!
There IS Pure Religion AND Natural Affection!
There is a letter from a James,servant of GOD & of The LORD JESUS Christ,I found out.
Saying whatever your religion is only having a form,is vain if you can't control you mouth!
Well,can we agree to set our minds & hearts on the words of The ONE Who did our creating?
Don't we human beings need humour,caring & sharing?
So many intense panic-strickened extremes have driven people inside.
Now faced with inside issues,the internet has trapped people with robot-pride!
Don't you hear that still small voice inside of you?!But because of wrong choices,ignoring The ONE voice of voices most have strayed from The ONE Truth.
Remember visiting the lonely & afflicted & how one kept from worldly
addictions?
Now it's all proven true,the training in the way we should go .Pure religion & natural affection is STILL more blessed & true.
Saying whatever your religion is only having a form,is vain if you can't control you mouth!
Well,can we agree to set our minds & hearts on the words of The ONE Who did our creating?
Don't we human beings need humour,caring & sharing?
So many intense panic-strickened extremes have driven people inside.
Now faced with inside issues,the internet has trapped people with robot-pride!
Don't you hear that still small voice inside of you?!But because of wrong choices,ignoring The ONE voice of voices most have strayed from The ONE Truth.
Remember visiting the lonely & afflicted & how one kept from worldly
addictions?
Now it's all proven true,the training in the way we should go .Pure religion & natural affection is STILL more blessed & true.
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Posted: Sep 2016
About this poem:
This creation is about filling up ,filling in what's missing in our relationship to religion according to The Book of Life-Holy Scriptures(The ONE many have TRIED to destroy!)I was feeling like we all need to feel better about religion because of the freeing liberty I can enjoy through the RELATIONSHIP in LOVE with JESUS The Contact-Connecter,with our LOVING FATHER!It influences every area of our lives!So Serious But No Time To Invest In This!
Yes,
So serious yet no time to invest in this.
Just as perfect LOVE drives away the label of Gay
most are keeping their thoughts without comment hidden away!
So serious yet no time to invest in this.
Just as perfect LOVE drives away the label of Gay
most are keeping their thoughts without comment hidden away!
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Posted: Sep 2016
About this poem:
Busy minds & yet bodies in anotherstate & time!
Heavens best gift.
Quote from: Have Gun Will Travel.
Women: heavens best gift.
The most delightful of Gods creachers
We are indegthed to woman first for life it its self.
Then for making it worth living.
Paladin
Women: heavens best gift.
The most delightful of Gods creachers
We are indegthed to woman first for life it its self.
Then for making it worth living.
Paladin
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Posted: Nov 2016
Post CommentThinking Again Differently(knowing what you seek)!
Do you understand what you really are saying within?!
Surely you are seeking,but with less thinking,without the help of HIM!
Seeking your perfect condition as only you see it & exalt.
Your ideal that exists only in your imagination,mental caught.
Your own thinking conformed to your own standard of perfection,you call being "honest".
What about being fair,having regard for the ones who show you interest?!
How you treat others will bring that treat back to you & your "dream
relationship",as you "socially drink".
Loving only one's own conceits as "comfort" is not the way Heaven thinks.
Spiritual but not religious,but what "spirit" are you of?!
PURE Religion,says The FATHER of spirits,is living without the WORLD'S kind of "love"!
Surely you are seeking,but with less thinking,without the help of HIM!
Seeking your perfect condition as only you see it & exalt.
Your ideal that exists only in your imagination,mental caught.
Your own thinking conformed to your own standard of perfection,you call being "honest".
What about being fair,having regard for the ones who show you interest?!
How you treat others will bring that treat back to you & your "dream
relationship",as you "socially drink".
Loving only one's own conceits as "comfort" is not the way Heaven thinks.
Spiritual but not religious,but what "spirit" are you of?!
PURE Religion,says The FATHER of spirits,is living without the WORLD'S kind of "love"!
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Posted: Aug 2016
About this poem:
This is about the minds & times of these days!Wrote out of need to point out what's needed,though missing in most thinking.Most,even that call themselves by some religion,lack the self control,disipline that helps keeps them from being overcome by the influences of averse,seducing,deceiving evil.
A Starry Night
Upon the canvas white, was given to us this night an offering
called A Starry Night.
His story yet untold his name would be van Gogh .
By a Lane Near Aries covered in Autumn Leaves.
Stood the Farmhouses among the trees.
A Peasant Woman stood in a Field of Wheat while Irises
Bloom about her Feet.
He by himself would never know just how far his fame would grow.
How great was the disaster of this colorful master.
He fought for his death as it could not have came faster.
So great was his strife that late one night he cut off his ear with a razor
knife .
They took him away and in a room he would stay to paint
Starry Night just before the break of daylight.
I'm sure he felt there was nothing left so he took a gun
shot himself.
Now while in his brothers arms he laid never again to
witness the day.
He's now found the peace that he couldn't before and left great works of
art that can't be ignored.
Now and again on a starry night you can look at the heavens and
still see his light.
By
retiredintheusa
called A Starry Night.
His story yet untold his name would be van Gogh .
By a Lane Near Aries covered in Autumn Leaves.
Stood the Farmhouses among the trees.
A Peasant Woman stood in a Field of Wheat while Irises
Bloom about her Feet.
He by himself would never know just how far his fame would grow.
How great was the disaster of this colorful master.
He fought for his death as it could not have came faster.
So great was his strife that late one night he cut off his ear with a razor
knife .
They took him away and in a room he would stay to paint
Starry Night just before the break of daylight.
I'm sure he felt there was nothing left so he took a gun
shot himself.
Now while in his brothers arms he laid never again to
witness the day.
He's now found the peace that he couldn't before and left great works of
art that can't be ignored.
Now and again on a starry night you can look at the heavens and
still see his light.
By
retiredintheusa
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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
There's nothing much to say it sorta went this way I looked at a picture that has become a fixter in a museum far far away.The MOST Valuable one!
SEE,The MOST VALUABLE one for such times as these
Is NOT in "person-worship"
but to The LORD of lords they bend their knees!
Not the one of better looks
Not the one offering better promises only for face-books!
The MOST valuable one is the LOVING one
SHOWING interest & appreciation
taking time to hear,giving of one's person just to BE WITH you!
Every other may not like this one to be following
But the MOST valuable one
treats you like the only one happening!
Is NOT in "person-worship"
but to The LORD of lords they bend their knees!
Not the one of better looks
Not the one offering better promises only for face-books!
The MOST valuable one is the LOVING one
SHOWING interest & appreciation
taking time to hear,giving of one's person just to BE WITH you!
Every other may not like this one to be following
But the MOST valuable one
treats you like the only one happening!
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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
From the secret place,stirring from wthin,bubbling up by The HOLY SPIRIT,I simply agreed with it! Understanding where the values of people are these last days shows a loss of virtue & integrity;more focus on the fleeting appearance of what seems good & right,just as The LORDGOD said it would be! My feelings at the time was about truly cherishing communicating with one I thought was lost to the rushing world.So in thanksgivings I had to seize it & perhaps another will agree to bring about a readjusting of our atmosphere for a currency exchange( GOD'S WORK for a 2nd Day-Monday!)
online today!Brittany
Relationships at times have been sporadic
Either a feast or a famine it is true.
In betwixt times I have been nomadic
Without a home (it seems) to go back to.
So best to now write on before I've had it
As I am old and nothing much is new.
The next installment now chapter and verse
Her name? Brittany - and I have had worse.
In Banksia* there is a bordello
(I wish I could tell of maidens in a glade).
Less idyllic here, and its in a hollow
Off Princes Highway on the promenade.
No doubt since then "princes" more have followed
To repeat the bad example I have made.
Well life is lonely for the single man -
Sometimes you have to take just what you can.
To go on - I've said there is a knock shop**
With service that would lay a man down low.
Is it still there? well truly I know not
(All this happened so very long ago).
All types of girls - there have been a lot -
(I tell of the horizontal tango).
Well so it was - that's the reality -
For me no small thing or triviality.
I thus enshrine each circumstance in verse
(Not ev'ry girl I've been with was a whore).
Though maybe half - and maybe it's my curse
(Well its more moral than violence and war
Of which I'll speak not - for it is greatly worse
And something which we rightly should deplore) -
And I had not a partner to justify
This recreation of a single guy.
Her name was Brittany (well I have said that)
And I was twenty nine and fancy free.
(By now you prob'ly think I'm a love rat
Though It's more true I was just lonely).
I saw her in the foyer - there she sat
Half naked there in her lingerie.
In the half darkness where I met her eyes
A soft glance that held for me no lies.
About my age she was - her hair was blonde -
Her skin was white in the soft light aglow
(And some may say that things like this are wrong -
Although it happened many moons ago).
Celestial providence when I was young
Where creamy white her milky skin doth show.
Would fair Dianna*** show so wan her features?
With something fate once contrived to teach us.
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Either a feast or a famine it is true.
In betwixt times I have been nomadic
Without a home (it seems) to go back to.
So best to now write on before I've had it
As I am old and nothing much is new.
The next installment now chapter and verse
Her name? Brittany - and I have had worse.
In Banksia* there is a bordello
(I wish I could tell of maidens in a glade).
Less idyllic here, and its in a hollow
Off Princes Highway on the promenade.
No doubt since then "princes" more have followed
To repeat the bad example I have made.
Well life is lonely for the single man -
Sometimes you have to take just what you can.
To go on - I've said there is a knock shop**
With service that would lay a man down low.
Is it still there? well truly I know not
(All this happened so very long ago).
All types of girls - there have been a lot -
(I tell of the horizontal tango).
Well so it was - that's the reality -
For me no small thing or triviality.
I thus enshrine each circumstance in verse
(Not ev'ry girl I've been with was a whore).
Though maybe half - and maybe it's my curse
(Well its more moral than violence and war
Of which I'll speak not - for it is greatly worse
And something which we rightly should deplore) -
And I had not a partner to justify
This recreation of a single guy.
Her name was Brittany (well I have said that)
And I was twenty nine and fancy free.
(By now you prob'ly think I'm a love rat
Though It's more true I was just lonely).
I saw her in the foyer - there she sat
Half naked there in her lingerie.
In the half darkness where I met her eyes
A soft glance that held for me no lies.
About my age she was - her hair was blonde -
Her skin was white in the soft light aglow
(And some may say that things like this are wrong -
Although it happened many moons ago).
Celestial providence when I was young
Where creamy white her milky skin doth show.
Would fair Dianna*** show so wan her features?
With something fate once contrived to teach us.
© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved
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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
* A Sydney suburb.** Australian slang
*** The Moon
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