death is Life and life is Death

Once, I felt so strong; strong enough to help others...but when the helpless, as I am one, despised offered help, in despising admitting of weakness...I, myself became weary and weak...again, as I once was, but now even more so. I feel so weak. For, now I can see the vanity of it all. To what avail is all the fight; all the strife, the struggle, the strain...the pain...of Life. For one without Life, will not receive Life, for it will not be recognized...the one without life is convinced thoroughly that they have life. And the one who has found Life, cannot have it fully unless he gives of it to others; and the others detest the offering of such foolishness. Lo, the paradox is...we all must die to live....but to die, we must truly let go of all...and at that point...let us not forget....to let go of the one, which has let go of all things. I do not say it is easy...for I am still a"live".

The true limitlesness that limitedness is - a poem

Limits are not binding or confining, but guiding, by divine means.

As foolish as it seems, "less is more" would seem fit to the function of limits' limiting schemes.

Can only come to know, become to be, in practicing, 

but must first believe as a mustard seed, the possibility could potentially become a reality.

What good is focus if it never closes and lays out for the road it has chose as

The only road it will know as

Long as that road goes, to get to where the sign at the beginning said it would go.

That is when you would know, if what I first said is truly so.

Let it be known. May all be grown, then reaped by good seed sown.

Just may be -a poem

Reminder to self: Please read this to yourself; as yourself, and no one else. 

i may be imperfect, but He that is perfect is in me.

i may know little to nothing, but He that is in me is all knowing.

i can be nowhere but here, but He Who is all wheres, is in theirs; in me.

i may be weak, but He is strong in me. May i be meek, as He is meek, in me.

i may be out of time, but He who is above all things, including time, is in me.

i may be dead in my sins, but the Light that is Life, is inside me.

i may be divided; undecided, but He who is One; One and only Son. He is in me.

So the conclusion i draw, in spite of my flaw,
Is i am both right and i am wrong.

Sometimes, all the time.

Same space, different song.

Though, i could be wrong.

And if wrong and right,
Then also death and life.
And man and spirit,
Good, bad and evil, together, yet separate.

He holds me together.
Without Him, I would fall apart.
Would never know where to start
And the idea of finishing would never be in my heart.
Thank God for Jesus Christ.
He works from the finish to meet us and show us the start. Bless His Heart. Blessed Heart.

I am that I am, by I AM, I Am..Amen

P.S....and rational and irrational; both honest and lying...if not to others, than myself, by hiding
hidden sin hidden deep within, dying... inside me. Not ready, still fighting by denying; Help me, Lord I am, both, not crying and crying. You save me from my self. I agree I need self help, as in help for self. For surely, I could never help my selfish self, all by my self. Thank You, Lord, for your helping of help, Your blessing of hope and the Message You spoke, that has been wrote.

Ramblings of the mind -sort of a poem

The human mind is divine; transcends time
Translates what it sees outside, but realizes the eye's inside eye
Give it a try. Better than the best technology, with media functions...
forward, backward; fast-forward, rewind...give it time..for it knows no time...it is divine
And like minds think alike
The human mind, when like the mind of Christ, is the steering wheel of the wheels of the 3 part substance, for sake of rhyme, we'll call it a trike
Yeah, that's what it's like, yet more like a dike: A long wall or embankment built to prevent flooding from the sea. See what mind sees? Not literally a sea. Not sea like eyIe see sea physically, but I'm sure you will come to, or now, know what I mean.
The Chief Commander. Control Tower. Less of you and more of mind makes you not less but more divine
and more power by Power. and better gets better. Progressive progression. escalating to elevating.
Think I'm over inflating this thing I try to apply in demonstrating this theme? This dream?
Though a dream, it may seem. What's real to you is real to you and what's real to me; me, you see?
The heart unites, never divides...won't separate reality from actuality, it sees what you plant as seeds to be conceived in the heart of the soil of the garden of eden, while it is nutrients its eatin', we see ourselves no longer believing the deceiving.
Are you seeing what mind is seeing? 'Cuz I'm thinking what I'm seeing isn't even the beginning of the beginning, yet its way far more than I've ever dreamed I could see, by belief.
This is my testimony I testify. Give witness to truth, hidden among the lies. The mind of Christ rightfully divides, rightfully decides, cutting off the unnecessary one piece at a time...by His Time, which is divine.
Want no time, but His Time, for all other time, would not be His and therefore, not Him
May our I AM make our I am, like Him. So I AM and I am can be One I AM.
I Am; half Him and half me, concurrently, content to be, whatever i am I AM will have us to be.

He is - a wordplay poem

He is in the localized airflow; as in...

aIrstreAM

He is defined in our face; as in...

lIneAMent

He is with us in a meeting or assembly for conference on public or national affairs; as in...

parlIAMent

He is with us when we try to convey a message by a drawing or plan that outlines and explains the parts, operation, etc., of something; as in...

dIagrAM

He is there, keeping us in balance, by ways that transcend common understanding...repelled from both sides, we're settled at center, in between; the mean...at times, causing us to levitate; as in...

dIAMagnetic

He is in the tie or bond...uniting principle...holding together the separate; as in...

lIgAMent

This may be a stretch, but He does stretch across the whole Universe, He is in the remedial substances employed in medicine, a.k.a healing; as in...

materIA Medica

He is in the very fine thread; a fiber, like that which weaves the fabric of time...He is in the threadlike conductor in a bulb which gives light; as in...

fIlAMent

He is in the definition of the projection we've define, displayed interpretation interpreted best the complexities of the world inside...once again shining light; as in...

dIorAMa

He is in the groups of organic substances essential in small quantities to normal metabolism, found in natural foodstuffs..which provide nutrients; as in...

vItAMins

His with us as we learn to use words by His intended coding...in a natural language processing application that tries to  determine the intended meaning of a word or phrase by examining the linguistic context in which it is used; as in...

dIsAMbiguator

He is in the things pertaining to a natural order of plants which produce delicacies, dainty..that we may eat; as in...

scItAMineous

Naked and clothed - A poem

I can bare my nakedness to You..comforted in the discomfort of baring all I am to You

You see my scars and wounds, which I hide from all others, as they hide their's from me, too.

You heal me...the concealed me...like laser surgery..You shine your light on me, myself, my darkness and the darkness flees..

Your light remains, in its place...illuminating more of Your face

And as I leave, this session of correction...to go out in the world we live in..

You clothe me, before I go

You point me where to go, and to whom, my healed scars I show..

along this road, You lead...all the way home

Truly....You do provide...clothing, food, drink and shelter like a fortress; security...on the inside...and therefore, the outside

An introspected reflection projecting on the canvas of life...paints what is in my insides, that I may visually see all that I hide...reveal all pride...that I may be filled where I'm deprived, with Your life

that I may confess it, respect it, accept it...move on...weak made strong

promoted to promote..blessed to bless..loved to love....truly, You are what You are..the Cause of...I am that I am...which I am...Amen.

Awareness is like internal awakeness

     You hear that? If you live in a city, you'll know what I mean, but likely do not hear it. It's noise. So redundant in life, it becomes mundane. We've made a resolute decision, long ago, to tune it out and delivered that message to the subconscious to carry out the command. Just like other things in life we take for granted in ignoring them by pre-programmed, subconscious blindness, initiated on our own volition.

     Here is the tie in...eventually. Noise pollution in the public space is all man created. Beneath it lies the soft and quiet melody of nature. On the surface: static;noise. It's like the boisterous selfishness of man, who created them, can be heard in the disorderly cries.

"I will be heard, regardless; without consideration."

Yet, nature seeks no attention apart from that which is given it. Nature is self-sustained, resting on its design; living by the rules of its Creator, and not its own.

     Now, allow me to direct your attention inward. You may be able to hear the same noise/harmony ratio. Once again, two natures, opposed; adversaries. One pure, peaceable, yielding, soft spoken and the other, a mix of all kinds, contentious, imposing, forceful and loud.

     Is it odd, this comparison? The similarities without and within? Not so much, I think. If we give attention; seek for a thing in curiosity; that thing seems to find us. At least this is what I have come to understand as a law of life. This "effect" seems to be a reflection of what is truly happening inside. As though, we are the cause and the world around us is the effect.

     Have you ever gained interest in a particular model car and "coincidentally" began to "see" them more frequently than before? This "seeing" just could be a copy of the seeing inside, which is awareness. When you become aware, you "see" it out there. [That may be a cool bumper sticker, no?] It is as if we are projectors, projecting our internal perception of reality, that the mind "sees", out in front of us; around us. Perhaps, it is to help us in having a visual model to refer to as we come to understanding.

     This is a theme; a pattern, I've been coming to know for some time, but just now, [Then; at the beginning of writing this; I mean before] I made the connection of the two voices of the natures. I'd like to continue on this another time, though I cannot say for sure if I will. We shall see.

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