Mary's Pregnant ; So Are We All

Luke 1:30-33----------------
But the angel said to her, "Do not be afraid, Mary, you have found favor with God. You will be with child and give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his father David, and he will reign over the house of Jacob forever; his kingdom will never end."

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I am pregnant with hope
expectation of a dawn peaking above the mountains
of the ceasing of nightmares
the ceasing of groans
the death of finitude
yet I dont know the Father, just that
He lives inside of me like a rush of a gentle breeze
and the roar of lion but sweet like a lamb
kicking in the womb
when I put my hands to my stomach I feel
solemnity
the world is changing; God is throwing away rulers
and raising the humble on their thrones
their memory nothing but ashes left as footprints
by the feet of their successors
and the lowly kneel but are exalted
and the proud stand but are subjugated by force
to serve

And I look at the stars and ponder these things
treasures in my heart
this cursed existence - hatred pervading
sickness covering Israel like a blanket
..broken hearts in search of love
rejected still, demon possessed....
we are all comfortless
and inconsolable

The day is coming
when all generations will call me Blessed
yet my prayer is that the Son I succor will not tarry
and the breasts that nurse him will not
lack necessary milk
the world is dying, and in need of change
we need a man willing to stand for truth and speak it
to promote love then prove it
to take a fallen world and save it



[Here is my servant, whom I uphold,
my chosen one in whom I delight;
I will put my Spirit on him
and he will bring justice to the nations.] Isaiah 42:1

* dedicated to the March for Life
* dedicated to my father
* dedicated to Jesus Christ, my Lord, my God and my King 1/22/09 12:54AM

The Girl In The Dentist's Office From Tehran (not in the picture, thats Miss Iran!) Man She's Like 10 Plagues Man.

Oh, yall....I gotta vent! There is this fine...wait. I mean fiiiiiiinnnneeeee girl at my dentists' office; She's the receptionist and she makes my legs quiver! Shes from Tehran and she blows my mind. Okay, so yeah I still like Jennifer aka J-Def, because she is hot to DEF! But this babe at the dentist office makes me want to keep eating sweets because I just cant wait 6 months to see her again...I need a cavity, yall!

I hope Ahmadinejad dont catch feelings for this, but I might have to take one home with me, dawg! For all you Christians, I mean home to her house to court her and ask her parents for permission to date! Marriage is in the air yall. Can a girl from Tehran like a guy from the mean streets of PG County?

Now I only say the streets were mean, because most people in PG streets who are mean, were mean to me! Anyway, check out my poem to my boo from Tehran. Shes so sweet she makes me want to get a root canal of the heart! Get it? ha ha ha? eeeehhhhhh........oh well

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And Joseph made the sons of Israel swear an oath and said, "God will surely come to your aid..." (Gen 50:25)
-----------------[You Were Israel, and I was Pharaoh. I Cant Let You Go, Girl]--------------------------
Look," he said to his people, "the Israelites have become much too numerous for us. Come, we must deal shrewdly with them or they will become even more numerous and, if war breaks out, will join our enemies, fight against us and leave the country." (Exodus 1:9-10)






You are like the chosen people..
too numerous....and
promises made to Abraham
but in my heart in your presence is like
threats of war from neighboring provinces
coupled with mutiny from within my spirit
(you have too much leverage to hurt me)
it scares me but somberly I concede
I just cant afford to let you go

Your nationality is like Moses
my nationality is like Aaron traveling from foreign soil
heralding messages
with the conviction of a God named I AM sent to
persuade me to free you
(to drop the idea of us married)
but the thought of such a travesty angers me
it hardens my heart
strengthens my resolve
reaffirms my will
(you are just too beautiful)

When I leave the dentist's office
its horrible!
even the water I drink tastes like blood
and I am surrounded by loneliness like a cacophony of frog croaks
even in my bedroom when I sleep
my tears are gnats, my love letters to you flies
my dreams of kissing you, lice
my food is spoiled
and my skin breaks out in boils
me without you is like walking outside everyday
with no umbrella
with loud thunder and hail

Baby, how can I leave you? How can I let
your memory pass before me unimpeded?
even if I get cavities that eat my wealth like locusts
even if the sun never shines again and I stumble in perpetual dark
or if I lost all my teeth like my only son...
it would never convince me to forsake my love for you
and Im killing myself with unreasonable expectations
I know

(..........but still)



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Then the LORD said to Moses, "See, I have made you like God to Pharaoh, and your brother Aaron will be your prophet. You are to say everything I command you, and your brother Aaron is to tell Pharaoh to let the Israelites go out of his country. But I will harden Pharaoh's heart, and though I multiply my miraculous signs and wonders in Egypt, he will not listen to you. Then I will lay my hand on Egypt and with mighty acts of judgment I will bring out my divisions, my people the Israelites. And the Egyptians will know that I am the LORD when I stretch out my hand against Egypt and bring the Israelites out of it." [Exodus 7:1-5]

THE AMERICAN IDOLS OF MY HEART: Psalm 135

American Idol Season 8 Auditions in Jacksonville, Florida. In a huge auditorium-esque room are the judges Simon Cowell, Paula Abdul, Randy Jackson and newly acquired Kara DioGuardi. The judges are seated behind a long wood table with metal legs atop a basically vacant wood panel floor. Behind them is a window revealing the city streets and various pedestrians walking along sidewalks behind and adjacent to the building. The cameras are rolling and outside the audition room are anxious singers eager to prove their worth, and some with lesser talent hope to either be seen on television or avoid outright shameful comments from Simon Cowell]

[Tony Conti enters the room and stands before the judges]

Randy Jackson: ...yo yo yoooo! Tony from Rockville, Maryland! Whats up dawg? Hows life in Maryland, dawg?

Tony Conti: Its alright son, feel me?

Randy Jackson: Yeah! yo yo yo! My man Tony talking with the Maryland slang! I like that dawg!

Simon Cowell (rolling his eyes): Lets get on with this. What are you going to sing for us today?

Paula Abdul: Tony you look like such a nice young man...someone I would never consider dating but someone who I would love to say "let's just be friends" if you asked me out on a date!

Tony Conti: Im going to perform a poem I wrote about idols.

Kara DioGuardi: ....uh....this is a singing competition

Simon Cowell: See! This is why we hired her. So much better than Paula!

Paula Abdul: HEEYY!

Randy Jackson: Okay guys, enough. Tony show us what you got man.




---------------------[These are MY Psalms: Psalm 135 Goodbye Idolatry/ I have fashioned Idols for myself]------------



Pornography you were made with gold of my purest passions
you were tempered with hope of satiation
and refined in the fires of bitterness and anger at having no woman
to please me

I made eyes for you and asked that you see me in dire emotional straits
to watch my deepest needs
to look past my regret and guide me to a safe haven
away from rejection, and tension and scrupulosity
from the female mind
I made your mouth and your ears to hear my lust
to speak my truth that indulgence is the only prudence
the only way to escape frustration
you promised me that I would never need another
if I bowed before you

Pursuit of Money, you were made with silver of my most earnest desire to be rich
you were tempered with dreams of a better life, lush living
and refined in the fires of materialism and covetousness - and
utter disregard for the poor

I made eyes for you and begged that you would massage my broken ego
you looked at my depravity, as I sought consolation for my indebtedness
you saw my weekly and monthly income laid bare before you
I made your mouth with a chisel of naivete and ears to hear my discontent
you prophesied and spoke of credit cards
you told me the rich only get rich and the poor only get poor
to store up my treasures on earth
because possessions are the only measure of a man's worth
so I splurged (and never saved) as
I lowly bowed before you


Laziness you were made with copper of my keenest fears
you were tempered with thoughts of tomorrow, and rest for today
and refined in the fires of procrastination and putting away
for more opportune times

I made eyes for you and pleaded for mercy, implored you to see my plight
overworked and under appreciated...I asked you to empathize with
too much toil, and no relaxation
I made your mouth carelessly, and without precision and ears disproportionate
because you told me there was always time to resume later
the most genuine human experience is rest
sleep is a shelter in times of upheaval
I spoke to you of my fear of failing in my work
the future is for worry
eating, drinking, and being merry is for now
you advised as I paid my tithes to you

My dearest idols


but now as am I mired in unhappiness,
debt, lust, and sloth
I realize you do not speak
I realize you do not hear
I have sacrificed at the altars of falsehood
and worshipped my own mind on my home mantle
for so long you lied to me, making me like you
you promised me mirth
leaving me only with nonexistence
obscurity


[I am like you - seeing but not seeing, hearing but not hearing and speaking but not speaking]
[May God forgive us all]

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Simon Cowell: What in the **&! was that? That was like a dog throwing up on hot asphalt on a summer day in Cancun, then some hot chick throwing her used lipstick on it

Paula Abdul and Randy Jackson: What!!!!????

Paula Abdul: Tony, that was nice, and you are such a nice person. But I just dont think youre right for this competition

Simon Cowell: Tony, youre just not right for life. That was the absolute worst song/poem, whatever you call it, I have heard in my entire life! That sounded like a turtle spitting out his own phlem and then wiping his butt on it

Kara DioGuardi: Tony, you should write your poems and put it on a blog so you can delude yourself that you actually have talent and console yourself with the thought that the whole "world wide web" is reading it, thus giving your misguided mind a sense of purpose

Randy Jackson: Ouch! Kara hitting below the belt! Sorry Tony man, you just dont have any talent. Youre worthless dawg. Its a NO for me

Simon Cowell: NO

Kara DioGuardi: NO

Paula Abdul: NO

Randy Jackson: Thats four "NO's" man, maybe next year dawg!

[Tony Conti exits the room, and the next singer walks in behind him]


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Jeremiah 7:30
The people of Judah have done evil in my eyes, declares the LORD. They have set up their detestable idols in the house that bears my Name and have defiled it

Psalm 135:14-18
For the LORD will vindicate his people
and have compassion on his servants.

15 The idols of the nations are silver and gold,
made by the hands of men.

16 They have mouths, but cannot speak,
eyes, but they cannot see;

17 they have ears, but cannot hear,
nor is there breath in their mouths.

18 Those who make them will be like them,
and so will all who trust in them.
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Lazarus

+----------------------------------------[Penury]



Life feels like dogs licking sores
neglect, hardship
black crows circling under the glow of the white moon,
blank and indifferent
waiting
impatient

I have a scarred mind and a withered heart
(a soul embattled)
I have a protruding stomach, extended past my ribcage
protruding and a gaunt face...
seemingly detached from my neck
when I am able, I close my eyes and reminisce about times past
childhood dreams - a wife and 3 kids
and domesticated pets, not vagabonds - not scavengers
(preying on the poor)
but now crumbs have become surrogate sons for me
falling from some hopeful benefactor's table
crumbs have displaced romantic fantasies of a woman
with long, dark curly hair
and almond shaped eyes...
I scream at night..not at the crows and not due to lacerating hunger
but as warnings to the apparitions that haunt
plaguing me; whispering deceits into my left ear

My tears can no longer slake my thirst
instead of water I just drink the faint prospect of angel's wings
ushering me to distant lands, celestial
and not being stepped on when the master or his guests
proceed into town
mistaking me for the side of the road
I lay on
that has become home






"There was a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen and lived in luxury every day. At his gate was laid a beggar named Lazarus, covered with sores and longing to eat what fell from the rich man's table. Even the dogs came and licked his sores."The time came when the beggar died and the angels carried him to Abraham's side. The rich man also died and was buried. In hell,where he was in torment, he looked up and saw Abraham far away, with Lazarus by his side. So he called to him, 'Father Abraham, have pity on me and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue, because I am in agony in this fire.'"But Abraham replied, 'Son, remember that in your lifetime you received your good things, while Lazarus received bad things, but now he is comforted here and you are in agony. And besides all this, between us and you a great chasm has been fixed, so that those who want to go from here to you cannot, nor can anyone cross over from there to us.'"He answered, 'Then I beg you, father, send Lazarus to my father's house, for I have five brothers. Let him warn them, so that they will not also come to this place of torment.'"Abraham replied, 'They have Moses and the Prophets; let them listen to them.'" 'No, father Abraham,' he said, 'but if someone from the dead goes to them, they will repent.'"He said to him, 'If they do not listen to Moses and the Prophets, they will not be convinced even if someone rises from the dead.' " [Luke 16:19-31 NIV]

Jessica Alba, They Want to Stage a Coup D'etat...

Then Athaliah tore her robes and called out, "Treason! Treason!"
-----------------------------[Jessica Alba, Dont Let Them Take My Throne...please]



Jessica,
our love was like Ahaziah, violently snuffed
and without you, my dreams are like a dead son
fallen wounded in Megiddo
......I am so lost without you baby
loneliness has made me a vindictive queen
teeming with thoughts of murder
because if you arent on the throne
no one else deserves to rule
no one else deserves to take your place
(I bow before you, baby girl)

ill-fated is Jehosheba,
a portent of our love, a hex on romance is Jehoiada,
and sadly, the decay of hope is Jehu devising -
dealing my soul a crushing blow impossible to mend
my heartbreak sounds like 300 pairs of feet marching,
guided by Carite captains
men fortified with the weapons of King David
turning the pages of destiny, annihilating our bond
penalizing me for worshipping Baal
the vain and futile expectation that our love would be mutual
that I would stand beside you on your wedding day
.....and hold your hand......
but the soldiers are guarding the temple of my demise
crowning another in my place
usurping my authority
my right to love

Trumpet blasts are a dirge
a death to my longings, the adulations of my subjects
for a new king, standing by the pillar of my dejection is treachery
Joash is the name of your rejection of me
(my downfall, my assasination) robbing the throne
I am no longer in contention for your love
because I dared to fantasize
I dared to have visions of us kissing
Jehu is the disgraced social order we live in, that deems me unworthy
of your consideration
THIS IS NOT FAIR, JESSICA ALBA!!!
WHY CANT YOU FALL FOR A GUY LIKE ME? WHY CANT WE BE TOGETHER??
IT IS "TREASON!, TREASON!"*



*weeping and gnashing my teeth



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2 Kings 11

Now when Athaliah the mother of Ahaziah saw that her son was dead, she arose and destroyed all the seed royal. But Jehosheba, the daughter of king Joram, sister of Ahaziah, took Joash the son of Ahaziah, and stole him away from among the king's sons that were slain, even him and his nurse, and put them in the bedchamber; and they hid him from Athaliah, so that he was not slain; And he was with her hid in the house of Jehovah six years. And Athaliah reigned over the land. And in the seventh year Jehoiada sent and fetched the captains over hundreds of the Carites and of the Now when Athaliah the mother of Ahaziah saw that her son was dead, she arose and destroyed all the seed royal. But Jehosheba, the daughter of king Joram, sister of Ahaziah, took Joash the son of Ahaziah, and stole him away from among the king's sons that were slain, even him and his nurse, and put them in the bedchamber; and they hid him from Athaliah, so that he was not slain;
And he was with her hid in the house of Jehovah six years. And Athaliah reigned over the land. And in the seventh year Jehoiada sent and fetched the captains over hundreds of the Carites and of the guard, and brought them to him into the house of Jehovah; and he made a covenant with them, and took an oath of them in the house of Jehovah, and showed them the king's son. And he commanded them, saying, This is the thing that ye shall do: a third part of you, that come in on the sabbath, shall be keepers of the watch of the king's house; And a third part shall be at the gate Sur; and a third part at the gate behind the guard: so shall ye keep the watch of the house, and be a barrier. And the two companies of you, evguard, and brought them to him into the house of Jehovah; and he made a covenant with them, and took an oath of them in the house of Jehovah, and showed them the king's son. And he commanded them, saying, This is the thing that ye shall do: a third part of you, that come in on the sabbath, shall be keepers of the watch of the king's house; And a third part shall be at the gate Sur; and a third part at the gate behind the guard: so shall ye keep the watch of the house, and be a barrier. And the two companies of you, even all that go forth on the sabbath, shall keep the watch of the house of Jehovah about the king. And ye shall compass the king round about, every man with his weapons in his hand; and he that cometh within the ranks, let him be slain: and be ye with the king when he goeth out, and when he cometh in. And the captains over hundreds did according to all that Jehoiada the priest commanded; and they took every man his men, those that were to come in on the sabbath, with those that were to go out on the sabbath, and came to Jehoiada the priest. And the priest delivered to the captains over hundreds the spears and shields that had been king David's, which were in the house of Jehovah. And the guard stood, every man with his weapons in his hand, from the right side of the house to the left side of the house, along by the altar and the house, by the king round about. Then he brought out the king's son, and put the crown upon him, and gave him the testimony; and they made him king, and anointed him; and they clapped their hands, and said, Long live the king. And when Athaliah heard the noise of the guard and of the people, she came to the people into the house of Jehovah: and she looked, and, behold, the king stood by the pillar, as the manner was, and the captains and the trumpets by the king; and all the people of the land rejoiced, and blew trumpets. Then Athaliah rent her clothes, and cried, Treason! treason! And Jehoiada the priest commanded the captains of hundreds that were set over the host, and said unto them, Have her forth between the ranks; and him that followeth her slay with the sword. For the priest said, Let her not be slain in the house of Jehovah. So they made way for her; and she went by the way of the horses' entry to the king's house: and there was she slain. And Jehoiada made a covenant between Jehovah and the king and the people, that they should be Jehovah's people; between the king also and the people. And all the people of the land went to the house of Baal, and brake it down; his altars and his images brake they in pieces thoroughly, and slew Mattan the priest of Baal before the altars. And the priest appointed officers over the house of Jehovah. And he took the captains over hundreds, and the Carites, and the guard, and all the people of the land; and they brought down the king from the house of Jehovah, and came by the way of the gate of the guard unto the king's house. And he sat on the throne of the kings. So all the people of the land rejoiced, and the city was quiet. And Athaliah they had slain with the sword at the king's house. Jehoash was seven years old when he began to reign.