Incomprehensible (To You)

And they stirred up the people, the elders, and the scribes; and they came upon him, seized him, and brought him to the council. They also set up false witnesses who said, "This man does not cease to speak blasphemous words against this holy place and the law; for we have heard him say that this Jesus of Nazareth will destroy this place and change the customs which Moses delivered to us." And all who sat in the council, looking steadfastly at him, saw his face as the face of an angel. [Acts 6:12-15]



-------------------------/Acts Chronicles Chapter 6: Incomprehensible -The Thoughts of Stephen as He Was Falsely Accused]


How can I tell you how I feel for you
or disclose all the things residing within me
deep in my heart
without double entendre
confusion, or ambiguity
precise language, pointed speech
unity and accord, spiritually bound one
to another, brothers in law, brothers in the Lord
so that our love doesn’t falter
and we don’t regress…and glorify Cain
and hold Abel in disrepute
a glorious and fitting representation to all nations
of all Jews, especially David our father
(whom we all lionize even to this day)
How can I convey hope
to your forlorn faces
that you can forsake your grumblings, and vile machinations
raping and robbing, deceiving and killing (stoning)
to fill your purse, feed your avarice and experience
catharsis from your sinful ways
by being judged righteous and having bodies resurrected anew
How can I translate the ineffable into mere words
that the prophets and our forefathers
anticipated more than just desert sands upon leaving Egypt
the promises they foretold weren't for themselves
but for us, to provide solace in our plight
and free our souls from this wicked generation
to which we have been enslaved far too long
I wish I could tell you somehow, that you would understand:
(and stop your libelous cunning)
my words to you are not mine, but from above
and I speak them as plainly as Moses did when he heard
and like him, just the thought of all these things
makes my face incandescent


(brightly shining, and eager for all the joys that lie ahead)

The Shadow of Peter

And through the hands of the apostles many signs and wonders were done among the people. And they were all with one accord in Solomon’s Porch. Yet none of the rest dared join them, but the people esteemed them highly. And believers were increasingly added to the Lord, multitudes of both men and women, so that they brought the sick out into the streets and laid them on beds and couches, that at least the shadow of Peter passing by might fall on some of them. Also a multitude gathered from the surrounding cities to Jerusalem, bringing sick people and those who were tormented by unclean spirits, and they were all healed. [Acts 5:12-16]


+-------/Acts Chronicles Chapter 5: The Shadow of Peter – Thoughts From The Crowds/


This is the twilight before darkness falls
on a desecrated world wrought by pain
of leaving behind prosperity, and promise
luscious fruit
to grasp – and behold with wonder
cravenness and cursedness
corrosive fruit
withering in our hands, brittle and
frail souls
lost and vulnerable – yet with palpable anger
and hatred for our brothers
and the tears of sisters barren
fall silently on the brink of sleep, while others wail
midday widowed and with sons homeless
which explains our rabid obsession
with the end of the world
and the beatific vision
for the present world is senseless
blind
deaf
mute
crippled by the maladies of government,
aimless militaristic slaughtering and reprobate clergy
and by our continual contretemps
to find a cure (for the sickly)
by endorsing depraved prophets, despising
those of virtue, unable to wash the stain of
the innocent blood of the martyrs from our collective consciousness
because we don't know how to love anymore
or live with joy. So please
just give us one more glimpse of the sun –
(and the paradise we once had)
before it sets on this life
maybe the Shadows of Redemption will cascade
on our scars, regrets, and fears of tomorrow


(and bring us reprieve)

Cornerstone

Then Peter, filled with the Holy Spirit, said to them, "Rulers of the people and elders of Israel: If we this day are judged for a good deed done to a helpless man, by what means he has been made well, let it be known to you all, and to all the people of Israel, that by the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, whom you crucified, whom God raised from the dead, by Him this man stands here before you whole. This is the ‘stone which was rejected by you builders, which has become the chief cornerstone.’ Nor is there salvation in any other, for there is no other name under heaven given among men by which we must be saved."-------------[Acts 4:8-12]


------Acts Chronicles Chapter 4: Cornerstone (The Thoughts of Peter as He Addresses the Sanhedrin)



We used to talk at night
sometimes on profundities, sometimes not
and
unbeknownst to You
I stared as you slept, musing
on what your soul was comprised of
that enabled the world to be so comprehendible
you to hold onto a fate without pretenses
full of bravery
defiant, almost romantic in pursuit
of what we all felt were lost ideals
in a fallen world full of Roman guile
salvation extended to gentiles, eschewal
of David’s throne – though the crown was overtly offered
the crowd willing to usurp Caesar’s even
yearning to be rallied, yearning to exercise vengeance
let rivers of blood flow through Jerusalem
(their sound a fitting requiem for the lost children slain by Herod)
but lost on Your deaf ears
and ferocity smote on your hands, feet, and head
by soldiers we despised as proxies of our rage
thorns, whips, nails thrust as a repudiation
a denouement, if you will, of Your Philosophy
rejected
as unfitting to a Jewish nation full of angst
for freedom, but ultimately unable to recognize it
in its Purest Form
you were a stone dislodged from a people misguided
desirous to build an ivory tower into the sky
filled with dreams – yet
we are an empty people still, shackled to our misery
oppressed by foreigners and lost - without
the Kingdom You promised to bring us
of which we now realize You obviously
were the Chief Cornerstone...


(establishing a celestial foundation to be built upon)

Don't Wake

*dedicated to CS and SS

[Genesis 27:41] So Esau hated Jacob because of the blessing with which his father blessed him, and Esau said in his heart, "The days of mourning for my father are at hand; then I will kill my brother Jacob."


-------------/The Gate of Heaven – Don't Wake Up; The Thoughts of Jacob After His Dream/


You chase after love
you think youre doing the right thing
so young, so full of ambition
so full of energy, and even ruses
never tired – the world is for the taking
and you want to make a difference, an indelible mark
even if your brother stands in your way
impeding paths to greatness by way of birthright
seduced by impetuosities, lack of self control
shackled by the flesh, and proclivities for red stew
but your heart knows no bounds tracing destiny
even skullduggery

But
when that life is imperiled
you have no choice but to flee or risk death
or insanity
and you pray you don't lose yourself in the process
and forget your triumphs and plans for the future
(generations)
but under the weight of stress you’re tiring,
you cant press any further
you just want to place your head against a stone
and pretend the sunrise will chase
the shadows of your nightmares away
the bloody wounds would scab

You wish there was a ladder set up on the earth
of some sort
the kind where the angels of God ascend and descend
the kind where you climb up
and God informs
'I am with you and will keep you wherever you go'
'your descendants shall be as the dust of the earth'
confirming your longings
to open and enter through the gate of heaven
not just Laban's
and your body keeps telling you there's no time to waste
toss and turn, and wake up –
but you don't want to


(not until you rename the city from Luz to Bethel)


------------------Genesis 28:10-22
Now Jacob went out from Beersheba and went toward Haran. So he came to a certain place and stayed there all night, because the sun had set. And he took one of the stones of that place and put it at his head, and he lay down in that place to sleep. Then he dreamed, and behold, a ladder was set up on the earth, and its top reached to heaven; and there the angels of God were ascending and descending on it. And behold, the LORD stood above it and said: "I am the LORD God of Abraham your father and the God of Isaac; the land on which you lie I will give to you and your descendants. Also your descendants shall be as the dust of the earth; you shall spread abroad to the west and the east, to the north and the south; and in you and in your seed all the families of the earth shall be blessed. Behold, I am with you and will keep you wherever you go, and will bring you back to this land; for I will not leave you until I have done what I have spoken to you." Then Jacob awoke from his sleep and said, "Surely the LORD is in this place, and I did not know it." And he was afraid and said, "How awesome is this place! This is none other than the house of God, and this is the gate of heaven!" Then Jacob rose early in the morning, and took the stone that he had put at his head, set it up as a pillar, and poured oil on top of it. And he called the name of that place Bethel; but the name of that city had been Luz previously. Then Jacob made a vow, saying, “If God will be with me, and keep me in this way that I am going, and give me bread to eat and clothing to put on, so that I come back to my father's house in peace, then the LORD shall be my God. And this stone which I have set as a pillar shall be God’s house, and of all that You give me I will surely give a tenth to You.”

My Bland (Love) Life

Man yall, I acted so stupidly. I liked this girl right? Then I de-friended her on facebook after she wasnt too talkative when I saw her recently; actually it seemed as if she was avoiding me. Thing is - now I have no way of rekindling the friendship or even assuaging her fears that I wanted to rush into a relationship with her, which is presumably the explanation behind her reticence to engage in convo. Now there is zero chance of communication between us, and I have no way of even guessing when we will next meet.
True, she just may not be that into me, but I should have used restraint when it came to excising her from my Facebook life. See what confused emotions will make you do?


"Fill the waterpots with water."

----------------/Life Is Bland – SS**/

I was not ready to meet you when I did
It was not my time
but the love I had needed to be hurried
with you I forced myself to be impetuous
everything was dull
trite before you came – even whilst the world around
was celebrating marriage everything tasted like water
this was my pall
so I couldn’t wait any longer, my thirst: rapacious
my lot: unenthusiastic
my hope was like six waterpots of stone
filled to the brim (with water plain)
waiting for a miracle, waiting to be touched
by you
for the many sleepless nights with insipid drink
crying
gazing at the clouds, partially revealed
by the moon's incandescent glow to end
the taste buds of my heart needed you so badly
you are the most interesting person I have ever met
you make even the most drab conversation lively
eyes like luscious grapes growing on the vine
personality like a winepress
to my soul that makes your presence taste sweet
you are so intoxicating
because the fermentation of getting to know you
got better over time
you set the inferior out first, the best last
and I cant stop thinking about you –
I cant stop drinking (memories of us talking)

so forgive me for writing blogs about you
and forgive me for de-friending you on Facebook
after you ignored me for being too forward
Im an emotional wreck -its just I couldn't wait
for you to turn my water into new wine

(and I blew it)

---------------John 2:1-12
On the third day there was a wedding in Cana of Galilee, and the mother of Jesus was there. Now both Jesus and His disciples were invited to the wedding. And when they ran out of wine, the mother of Jesus said to Him, "They have no wine." Jesus said to her, "Woman, what does your concern have to do with Me? My hour has not yet come.” His mother said to the servants, "Whatever He says to you, do it.” Now there were set there six waterpots of stone, according to the manner of purification of the Jews, containing twenty or thirty gallons apiece. Jesus said to them, "Fill the waterpots with water.” And they filled them up to the brim. And He said to them, "Draw some out now, and take it to the master of the feast.” And they took it. When the master of the feast had tasted the water that was made wine, and did not know where it came from (but the servants who had drawn the water knew), the master of the feast called the bridegroom. And he said to him, "Every man at the beginning sets out the good wine, and when the guests have well drunk, then the inferior. You have kept the good wine until now!" This beginning of signs Jesus did in Cana of Galilee, and manifested His glory; and His disciples believed in Him. After this He went down to Capernaum, He, His mother, His brothers, and His disciples; and they did not stay there many days.

Raptured (Away From Me)

*dedicated to Agent SS**
* dedicated to Escape the Fate, Reverse this Curse


-----------/Raptured: Stalks of Wheat/

I know now what it is to experience
loss in love,
and oblivion
you and I spoke just the other day
....you had a very affable demeanor
and I looked forward to continuing
this friendly discourse
I of course harbored favorable sentiments towards you
but mostly just wanted to get to know you
by standing in your presence
and breathing your air

But your face changed
when I saw you next – you were cold,
eyes obtuse
you diverted your gaze from me
your feelings nebulous
to exchanging pleasantries you were averse
when I reached out to greet you
desirous to shake your hand
you reluctantly obliged
and maintained your stride – walking away from me
forever
left behind

Oh Agent SS*,
in these last days
I ate, I drank, I sold, I planted, I built
expectations of our friendship
only to be met with the fire and brimstone of your cruelty
like Sodom
you left me on the housetop, goods in the house left to spoil
dreams of a tight bond between us
-now severed -
we were in bed, I turned over and you were gone
we were grinding together, I leaned over to pick up loose grain
...the millstones shattered
We were in the field of newfound camaraderie
I in a state of reverie
then all of a sudden you disappeared
and I was alone
left to search hopelessly for you
amongst the stalks of wheat


(Why did you run away from me? What did I do?)


------------------------Luke 17:20-37
Now when He was asked by the Pharisees when the kingdom of God would come, He answered them and said, "The kingdom of God does not come with observation; nor will they say, 'See here!' or 'See there!' For indeed, the kingdom of God is within you." Then He said to the disciples, "The days will come when you will desire to see one of the days of the Son of Man, and you will not see it. And they will say to you, 'Look here!' or 'Look there!' Do not go after them or follow them. For as the lightning that flashes out of one part under heaven shines to the other part under heaven, so also the Son of Man will be in His day. But first He must suffer many things and be rejected by this generation. And as it was in the days of Noah, so it will be also in the days of the Son of Man: They ate, they drank, they married wives, they were given in marriage, until the day that Noah entered the ark, and the flood came and destroyed them all. Likewise as it was also in the days of Lot: They ate, they drank, they bought, they sold, they planted, they built; but on the day that Lot went out of Sodom it rained fire and brimstone from heaven and destroyed them all. Even so will it be in the day when the Son of Man is revealed. "In that day, he who is on the housetop, and his goods are in the house, let him not come down to take them away. And likewise the one who is in the field, let him not turn back. Remember Lot's wife. Whoever seeks to save his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life will preserve it. I tell you, in that night there will be two men in one bed: the one will be taken and the other will be left. Two women will be grinding together: the one will be taken and the other left. Two men will be in the field: the one will be taken and the other left.” And they answered and said to Him, "Where, Lord?" So He said to them, “Wherever the body is, there the eagles will be gathered together."





----Reverse this Curse, Lyrics-----

A withered past and a blurry future,
My hearts on an auction,
It goes out to the highest bid.

I live too fast, and I know I will lose her,
But there is an option, to die is to live in her head.

So I'll hang on, never let go.
I dug this pain into my chest.
Instead

[Chorus:]
One last chance to reverse this curse,
You stole my heart but I had it first.
And now I see you've got something to prove,
And nothing to lose, so let me tell you the truth.

A deadly wish but it should've come sooner,
A corpse in a funeral that I would never attend.
There is a light on in the back of this house,
But you're not around, to die is to live in her head.

So I'll hang on, never let go.
I dug this pain into my chest.
It's dead.

[Chorus:]
One last chance to reverse this curse,
You stole my heart but I had it first.
And now I see you've got something to prove,
And nothing to lose so let me tell you the truth.

So, this goes, out to, the ones that fall in love,
And to, the girl, that filled my dark.
Last night I had the weirdest dream,
That you and I drove up the darkest streets,
Passing through these city lights,
Closure for the kiss that died.

One last chance to reverse this curse,
You stole my heart but I had it first,
And now I see you've got something to prove,
And nothing to lose so let me tell you the truth.

One last chance to reverse this curse,
You stole my heart but I had it first,
And now I see you've got something to prove,
And nothing to lose so let me tell you the truth.

(whisper) This goes
Out to
The ones that fall in love
And to the girl
That filled my dark

You Hurt Me Badly

There is this piercing
this hole inside of me
nothing can fill it. Not work
not monotony to divert my attention
because I feel scourged
by you
I have never felt the way I've felt since I met you
in just a brief span you upended my worldview
and its only recently that I began to learn to love again
the innocence and the fresh vibrancy of pure adoration
but you dont even want to talk to me
you turned away from my greeting
how can I ever get over this?
For 3 straight weeks I woke up clenching my chest
my heart spasms thinking about you
why dont you love me? why am I not good enough?

The Bitter Cup Of Your Unrequited Love

Mark 10:38-40 ["You don't know what you are asking," Jesus said. "Can you drink the cup I drink or be baptized with the baptism I am baptized with?" "We can," they answered. Jesus said to them, "You will drink the cup I drink and be baptized with the baptism I am baptized with, but to sit at my right or left is not for me to grant. These places belong to those for whom they have been prepared."]


*dedicated to Dashboard Confessional, This Bitter Pill
* dedicated to Agent SS*


-------------------//"The Cup Of Your Love– I Will Die If It Tastes Bitter"

[I'll swill down this drink, pouring on my beard and neck
eyes closed]

In Love
I was your disciple – you led and I followed
you healed my body- from loneliness sunken
put your hands on my hunchback and I stood up straight
(I was just so happy to know you – you refreshed me)
my apothecary, you opened my eyes with mud and spittle
-a medley of your intellect and pragmatism and friendliness-
allowed me to see your beauty and gaze on
a real woman of substance with clarity
not the other girls – who looked like trees
blurry

And (I know) the risk inherent in my aspirations,
to love you with abandon, till your dying day,
is fraught with dangers.... the cup of your affections
could be a cup of poison discord
if my love isn't reciprocated
but I would rather die of thirst
yet to be spurned would be the most horrific of fates
baptized by fire of disconsolation and not water
rejected
blood wounds and not the wine of mirth
until my soul is left gored
and heart emaciated
crucified by Roman soldiers of contempt

Life is suffering without you – toxicity to my throat
I want to die without you – cauterize my lungs
liquid of vulnerability, weakness
I’ll ingest it, despite the maladies to come
just so long as we can be together
the cup of your love laced with your passion
is worth drinking
no matter what happens to me
(just dont abandon me)



(Agent SS**, don't do this to me – don't run from me. Don't make me drink this bitter cup of your rejection)




------------------This Bitter Pill lyrics -----

Walking away
It's not the same as running
Is it to you now
That you've run this in the ground

And you say, "Take this,
This medicine is just what you deserve.
Swallow, choke, and die."

And this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth
One that's void of all discretion, such an awful tearing sound
With it's measure only equalled by the power of my stare
Glaring over you and over you this feeling of despair is never wearing out

It's wearing off
And it's leaving you
With such a heavy heart
And a head to match

The bottle is waiting
The cap is twisted begging to be used
And so are you

And this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth
One that's void of all discretion, such an awful tearing sound
With it's measure only equalled by the power of my stare
Glaring over you and over you this feeling of despair is never wearing out

Wearing out
Wearing out
Wearing out
Wearing out
Wearing out

Love's Battle --Betrayed

Matthew 26:49 Immediately Judas went to Jesus and said, "Hail, Rabbi!" and kissed Him.

http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=711872684455

*dedicated to S*S*** and J*C*

---------------------------------/Love's Battle. The Thoughts Of Jesus As He is Kissed By Judas/

We dipped hands in the same bowl
shared the same money – traveled to
the same places. When the sea raged I rescued you,
calming winds, casting demons out too disciplined for your
fledgling faith and paucity of prayer and fasting
They say the most acute pain
comes from the bonds of the greatest strength forged
in vulnerability and honesty, when they are broken;
that those closest to us inflict the most severe pain
because whom you first love is whom tears your soul asunder
when they walk away....forever
from everything good you offered them...into the arms of treachery
(often for inane, thoughtless reasons)
at night you make me stare at the moon
and consider rewriting all the hymns my life has composed
upon reflection you were the one discordant note
compassionately overlooked
the rebel I hoped would reform
but now my there are no stars, no moon to guide my steps
only onyx pastels and black cumulus clouds; the pitch dark
and melancholy writhing
only splayed by torch lights and rugged worn soldiers with spears
ready to fight
but this is the wrong battle


(a battle my broken heart just cant win - we shouldnt be fighting each other)


------------------------------------------
John 13:27 After the morsel, Satan then entered into him. Therefore Jesus said to him, "What you do, do quickly."

Luke 22:20-23 In the same way, after the supper he took the cup, saying, "This cup is the new covenant in my blood, which is poured out for you. But the hand of him who is going to betray me is with mine on the table. The Son of Man will go as it has been decreed, but woe to that man who betrays him." They began to question among themselves which of them it might be who would do this.

John 13:21 When Jesus had said this, He became troubled in spirit, and testified and said, "Truly, truly, I say to you, that one of you will betray Me."

Matthew 26:23 And He answered, "He who dipped his hand with Me in the bowl is the one who will betray Me.

Really Beautiful

"Now Peter and John went up together to the temple at the hour of prayer, the ninth hour. And a certain man lame from his mother's womb was carried, whom they laid daily at the gate of the temple which is called Beautiful, to ask alms from those who entered the temple; who, seeing Peter and John about to go into the temple, asked for alms. And fixing his eyes on him, with John, Peter said, "Look at us." So he gave them his attention, expecting to receive something from them. Then Peter said, "Silver and gold I do not have, but what I do have I give you: In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, rise up and walk." And he took him by the right hand and lifted him up, and immediately his feet and ankle bones received strength. So he, leaping up, stood and walked and entered the temple with them—walking, leaping, and praising God. And all the people saw him walking and praising God. Then they knew that it was he who sat begging alms at the Beautiful Gate of the temple; and they were filled with wonder and amazement at what had happened to him." Acts 3:1-10

* dedicated to Linkin Park "Leave Out All The Rest"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6KKlRzvmZ0


http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=711329238525

http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=711325091835

------------------/Really Beautiful: The Thoughts of The Crippled Man At The Beautiful Gate Healed By Peter/



On the fringes, unprivileged
carried to the temple, but dropped at its doors
a pariah
hungry but not fed, left to beg
marginalized....resigned to mediocrity
dreams of prestige recanted since birth –
since when I tried to walk but was incapable
Pharisees postulate in the synagogues but their words
fall on a hardened conscience, my jilted soul broken
leaning my back on the Beautiful Gate
with an ugly trajectory auguring a life forsaken
give me your coins
at night I'll wash them with bitter tears
then throw them
in the Lake of Gennesaret

Longing, desperate for love
weary from life’s journey of adversity
desperate for attention
I feel like I am an accoutrement of the Temple
an artifact, a cautionary anecdote for others
(a morbid statue glanced at but never engaged)
to abstain from sin
when it rains, the doors close
dogs scurry in...I am left outside
drenched
(when the gates close I am thrown in the roads)
forgotten, ears pierced by peals of thunder
lightning strikes singe my feet
forever overlooked, undesired without a wife
without posterity forever
shackled to this fate by God

Somebody please love me,
grab me by the hand
lift me up into your arms,
hoist my torso up – join it to yours
despite the imbalance, despite losing your center of gravity
your intense gaze may inspire me
your tender eyes may reverse the cumulative effect
of being perceived as odious
and reprehensible by my parents and kin
a boy mocked
but a callous heart's veneer cracking
by your care
your companionship is like
walking and jumping and praising God to me
if someone would just talk to me
invite me in
accepted, cared for, incorporated into community
my feet and ankles would immediately grow strong
proud to stand and dance the whole time
I would run in the Temple
and start praising God
I swear




----Leave Out All The Rest Lyrics

I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
Cause no one else cared

After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here

So if you're asking me
I want you to know

[Chorus]
When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

And don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest
[End Chorus]

Don't be afraid
I've taken my beating
I've shed but I made

I'm strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I've never been perfect
But neither have you

So if you're asking me
I want you to know

[Chorus]
When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest
[End Chorus]

Forgetting
All the hurt inside
You've learned to hide so well

Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are

[Chorus]
When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting
All the hurt inside
You've learned to hide so well

Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are
I can't be who you are

Penelope Cruz, The Wall Obstructing Our Love Will Fall - Trust Me!

-----------------/Penelope Cruz – The Walls Stopping Our Love Will Fall Down Flat/---

Jericho is the city of our adoration shared
a city of palm trees of jubilee,
a city rife with treasures of intimacy -
gold kisses, silver back rubs, brass meals over candlelight,
iron nuzzling with loving smiles– tightly shut
protected by intractable, towering walls of stone and mortar
but I want the land (badly), because it is the promise of love
bequeathed to me from you
no one can withhold it from me, not without resistance
not without seven priests bearing seven trumpets of rams' horns
of my steadfast devotion to you (blaring loudly)
not without armed men of my loyalty before them
and the rear guard of my jealousy behind
guarding the Ark of the Covenant of my zeal for our marriage
circling the city and its fugitive inhabitants
for six days, homage paid to the six days of creation
the six days it took for me to fall for you
but the seventh day will be inviolable
and I wont let dour pagan forces withstand my advances
any longer. On the seventh we encircle,
on the seventh we beset, and shout with all our might
to the virtues of the affinity of two people
who hold each other dear, who deserve happiness forever
we shout to the inherent right of a man to cherish his woman
and then suddenly
the fortified walls that stand between fulfillment of our dreams
will fall flat, crumbling rocks scattered for miles
everyone left inside will be accursed and troubled
my all consuming longing for this day will destroy them
and take back the treasure that belongs to you,
and to me
Jericho, is ours Penelope,
the Promised Land of true love
wont be denied us


(I love you baby! Next time you make a movie let me be your beau!!!!)


----------------Joshua 6:6-21---------------
And Joshua the son of Nun called the priests, and said unto them, Take up the ark of the covenant, and let seven priests bear seven trumpets of rams' horns before the ark of the LORD. And he said unto the people, Pass on, and compass the city, and let him that is armed pass on before the ark of the LORD. And it came to pass, when Joshua had spoken unto the people, that the seven priests bearing the seven trumpets of rams' horns passed on before the LORD, and blew with the trumpets: and the ark of the covenant of the LORD followed them. And the armed men went before the priests that blew with the trumpets, and the rereward came after the ark, the priests going on, and blowing with the trumpets. And Joshua had commanded the people, saying, Ye shall not shout, nor make any noise with your voice, neither shall any word proceed out of your mouth, until the day I bid you shout; then shall ye shout. So the ark of the LORD compassed the city, going about it once: and they came into the camp, and lodged in the camp. And Joshua rose early in the morning, and the priests took up the ark of the LORD. And seven priests bearing seven trumpets of rams' horns before the ark of the LORD went on continually, and blew with the trumpets: and the armed men went before them; but the rereward came after the ark of the LORD, the priests going on, and blowing with the trumpets. And the second day they compassed the city once, and returned into the camp: so they did six days. And it came to pass on the seventh day, that they rose early about the dawning of the day, and compassed the city after the same manner seven times: only on that day they compassed the city seven times. And it came to pass at the seventh time, when the priests blew with the trumpets, Joshua said unto the people, Shout; for the LORD hath given you the city. And the city shall be accursed, even it, and all that are therein, to the LORD: only Rahab the harlot shall live, she and all that are with her in the house, because she hid the messengers that we sent. And ye, in any wise keep yourselves from the accursed thing, lest ye make yourselves accursed, when ye take of the accursed thing, and make the camp of Israel a curse, and trouble it. But all the silver, and gold, and vessels of brass and iron, are consecrated unto the LORD: they shall come into the treasury of the LORD. So the people shouted when the priests blew with the trumpets: and it came to pass, when the people heard the sound of the trumpet, and the people shouted with a great shout, that the wall fell down flat, so that the people went up into the city, every man straight before him, and they took the city. And they utterly destroyed all that was in the city, both man and woman, young and old, and ox, and sheep, and ass, with the edge of the sword.

Amanda Seyfried Is My Flour (Poured on Wild Gourds)

Amanda, please come be with me! Life tastes bland without you!

--------------/Amanda Seyfried Is My Flour (Poured on Wild Gourds)/---


My heart's throat is parched
my soul's lips are cracking...the scorching rays of loneliness
are onerous
and my desire for you is like the sons of the prophets
famished – holding their stomachs wincing, pangs
oh baby, I wish you would just hold me by the hand
and put on the large pot, and boil stew
of your tenderness and warm hugs,
because in the past other girls have gone out
into the field and gathered herbs of flattery for me
from the wild vine of their treacherous duplicity
picked from selfish wild gourds
I tried to eat from their bowls of fickle bonds
but my emotions were only shattered.
If Im consorting with anyone other than you, Amanda,
I wont consume...other girls are maladroit and cant cook
because if you arent here, with arms draped around me -
there is death in the pot!
Your love for me is flour
an antidote to my piercing dolefulness
melancholy years without a spouse
sprinkled over all the pains of my love-scarred past
enabling me to trust again
to close my eyes and exhale again
I adore you so much,
I need your unconditional sensitivity so bad
so I can eat again (stew of your kisses and long stares)
for with you by my side
there is nothing harmful in the pot

------------------------------2 Kings 4:38-41
And Elisha returned to Gilgal, and there was a famine in the land. Now the sons of the prophets were sitting before him; and he said to his servant, "Put on the large pot, and boil stew for the sons of the prophets." So one went out into the field to gather herbs, and found a wild vine, and gathered from it a lapful of wild gourds, and came and sliced them into the pot of stew, though they did not know what they were. Then they served it to the men to eat. Now it happened, as they were eating the stew, that they cried out and said, "Man of God, there is death in the pot!" And they could not eat it. So he said, "Then bring some flour." And he put it into the pot, and said, "Serve it to the people, that they may eat." And there was nothing harmful in the pot.

Dream Catchers

"Therefore let all the house of Israel know assuredly that God has made this Jesus, whom you crucified, both Lord and Christ." Acts 2:36

Acts Chronicles Chapter 2

http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=710656227245

----------------------------/Dream Catchers - The Thoughts of Jesus After Being Resurrected


No man wants to see his dreams forsaken
his legacy erased, or to know that he lived life in vain
unless he is too pained and plaintive to care
and lost faith in restitution
unless justice is too jaded to move to action
and tyranny reigns (in his mind)
and we all have lost things we've tried to retain
holding on with our fingers like a vise grip
but they slipped away
and their memories are like gashes to the soul
that scab and scar over time
reminding us of our existence’s perennial plight
to try and love people intensely
...immeasurably
though there is no sure guarantee of its return
but all things notwithstanding this is the hope you've
placed behind your aspirations to make a change in the world
predicated the bestowal of your gifts and healings on...
a dogged pursuit of the purity of mankind
(of family, of charity, of wiping away tears)
because you ruminate on these things and
you know deep inside
we weren’t made to hurt each other
not with whips, nails and a cross
nor to get old and die
but mostly the people that assail us are ignorant of their actions
and know not what they do
so in order to make sense of all this
and restore order to chaos, and right to wrongs
you cant let crucifixion stop you, or burial in tomb
sealed with a huge rock; and you wont -
not before your work is complete

I dont know what to do

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I am restless
I must adhere to all the rules
conform to societal norms
against my will refrain my lips from speaking truthfully
for fear of coming on too strongly and scaring you away
yet you incessantly batter my mind
beset with musings on how compatible we are
how I would love you vigorously – and you would reciprocate
but we don't really know each other
and my consternations are coming to bear
what if you don't even.....
like, what if Im way off base and you never even considered me
that you would never deign to be with me
that Im not your "type"
and here I am beleaguered without you
my heart angst ridden
and you so carefree and nonchalant
Im too afraid to tell you I want to fall in love with you
I dread your terse rejection
I cant speak to you plainly because you and I are so different
people love you
people love to hate me
you were probably encouraged, complimented and cheered on
for the entirety of your life
I had guys punch me, laugh at me, openly mock me,
bellicose men concocting plots to fell me
on a regular basis. Ive been bullied....Im like Ishmael with his hand
against all nations that have arrows aimed his way
so I cant tell you Ive fallen for you
I cant risk your rejection
But I cant stop thinking about you

Wistful Clouds

"Men of Galilee, why do you stand gazing up into heaven? This same Jesus, who was taken up from you into heaven, will so come in like manner as you saw Him go into heaven." Acts 1:10-11

----Acts Chronicles Chapter 1 – Wistful Clouds – The Thoughts Of The Disciples Upon Seeing Jesus Depart---

This world is just too incongruous with our expectations
too heterogeneous to comport well
with our acute longings for a Jewish heritage shared
with You
because now the yoke still remains
our hearts still wrenched, the spears of the Roman guard
still refract sunlight that pierces our eyes
gleaming
a smug look as we cower walking by
a sneer if we exude joy
Caesar’s coins ensure water flows in our aqueducts
not David’s, not Solomon’s
and the prospect remains that Herod might kill our sons
we used to share these stories with You
as John laid on your breast, and Peter bungled our meal
spilling the fish on the ground excitedly recounting miracles
of the day
We remember watching You sleep
marveling that you didn’t snore, after the singing the hymns
(on verdant knolls)
you taught us staring at the moon, peering at the stars
consoling ourselves with sentiments
of Israel restored and Rome crushed beneath her foot
But now that Youre gone
exorcisms, walking on water, raising the dead, feeding the poor
healing the sick, restitution of the Promised Land
hauling in fish that strains our nets
elude us, hidden behind the clouds that shroud your path
and all we can do is gaze
tears streaming, minds harkening back
to the hills that gave us the best vantage of the night skyline
too scared to look away
too scared to be alone