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Be moral

Be good

Live small and understood

Say this line, erect nice walls

Don’t speak too loud or stand too tall

Don’t rattle the bars or spill the juice

Smile and wear this religious noose

I’m warning you, we’ll run you through

Don’t go too far and chase that star

Look here do this there’s nothing you’ll miss

It’s a different size when you hold the prize

Through telescopes some cold dark hope

Recycled vomit speaks again

A substitute to speak of sin

The heart of God exploding outside

But you’re sitting here in the shallow lie

What are you doing? I made you for more

To shout and to dance, be wild, explore!

Where are the people longing for me?

Why did you leave me for watered down tea?

You took fire and snuffed it, some carcass and stuffed it

That wasn’t my body you’re preserving with care

Your actions as empty as spoon feeding air

A day is soon coming when all good intentions

When all of the Hallmarks and well meaning lessons

They bow down to ashes beneath the King’s sashes

You’ll understand grace and the meaning of haste

He’s letting us go till our hearts overthrow

The bleak church games we’ve maintained

The preaching to look sane but beneath the makeup

Immoral blood erupts

Terrified of what’s inside

We can’t expose our ugly hide

So keep it nice, just wink and smile

Secretly wasted in hopeless denial

I’ll never tell my soul’s not well

Held captive by the bonds of hell

Soldiers rise let out your cries

Expose your hearts no compromise

Can’t go to war and live the lie

An airbrushed soul won’t last the night

It’s time to rise and hear the call

It’s time to leave our pretty walls

The winds are coming you can’t go running

A tree without root will get robbed with the loot

Come and see the good fruit

Step out of that soot

Remove that tight muzzle

I’ve solved your strange puzzle

Jesus Christ my only salvation

Not a cartoon stamp or a fuzzy sensation

The hero of power, the only strong tower

To outlast the day of the well meaning way

His mighty ship will sail on new waters

Of pure roads hand shaped by the Father of potters

Do we want our great answer?

Or just settle for cancer?

Do we want to be healed? Our dark hearts now revealed?

I’ll just camp out in peace signs

and drink down my fine wine

While people are dying to smiling priests lying

Through new polished teeth as they hang their white wreath

On their nice Christian package inside see the wreckage

Come on let Him salvage the things we can’t fix

Release all control of the leashes and sticks

You can’t keep these pets they’re all going to get wet

And soon they will drown when the storm comes to town

It’s time to set free all the things you won’t see

Set fire to stone

Don’t leave love alone

It’s time to worship the One on the throne

Abandon your models you’ve carved and you’ve coddled

I must choose to move from Lie to Ascension

Or else its just death

By my ten good intentions

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Deception
->suggests the adoption of a stratagem or the telling of a lie in order to escape guilt or to gain an end; to take;
à to cause to accept as true or valid what is false or invalid;
à to give a false impression
; à to lead astray or frustrate; to obscure the truth
(ex: we were deluded into thinking we were safe)

BEGUILE: the use of charm and persuasion in deceiving .

Deception always carries with it the intention to CAPTURE: to capture or seize especially after pursuit: SEIZE : to affect suddenly : to grasp and hold on to something. Deception operates and OVERTAKES its prey through engagement of the senses or mind: to attract and hold :

Does deception exist? Yes. Should we be aware of it? I think so. Here’s why. The very nature of deception intends to captivate our mind and flesh into a false notion of reality, of our place in the truth of life. “The famished heart calls for seduction.” A famished soul craves things-food, sex, touch, understanding, feel good words, rousing emotions. But some things that arouse my emotions don’t satiate my heart. Some things seemingly fill the open spaces on the surface soil of my mind, but don’t quench the depths of my thirsty soul. So I keep searching. Are we letting our minds become fooled into burying our souls with falsehood and misleading world systems?
It is the very intention of deception not to be found deceiving. It is the intention of a trap to take by surprise, to seize its prey when they least expect it. Do we understand the context of our lives as it relates to the deception around us? Do we believe we are in a war?
We live our lives so nonchalantly, so ho hum numb. Flirting upon the cracks of powerful seduction. As if our choices reap nothing, or everything we do is okay. Consequences float away to NeverNeverland. Living life in a drunken stupor will not bring one remotely fresh breath of real life into our souls. Maybe we’ve been camped out in Dysfunctional excuses and and Self worship for so long that we don’t even recognize the real map. Conditioned to lies, we get burnt up by surprise, Truth stings the most deceived places of ourselves for a reason. Its supposed to sting to wake us from death.
But we’d much rather pretend that we create whatever we focus our minds upon, as if blue didn’t exist before we thought to call it blue. It’s an issue of robbery. We steal from the Creator to build our own sofas of self-rights. Lustfully flipping the tables and scratching our names on the package. If I am living in a spiritual war this very minute, what am I doing to fight the onslaughts coming against me? Am I even recognizing them? If I am not, am I being deceived by my own desire and wishes for security? Am I trying to fabricate my own tranquil reality with excuse making and false justifications? Am I being honest with the real raw condition of my inner man? What or who is building the foundation that I put my confidence in? What lies and lusts have formed themselves in the halls of my soul construction? The very forefront of our lives should breathe by the true contextual understanding of the reality we are apart of in this hour. If we choose to ignore the weight of our choices, decisions, and misleading justifications, we are totally living life in vain. We’re riding a stationary bike blindfolded, listening as the enemy tells us we are traveling great distances! Gaining great riches! But it’s all a lie. We haven’t traveled an inch. At the end of the day it was all a joke, all our strivings in vain.

Part of me thinks, lets just chill out and not fuss over big weighty things. Just flow with life and society, party sleep and walk the routine. But then fire rises inside of my bones and shouts NOTHING COULD BE MORE VAIN! What could be a greater slap in the face to God than indifference? What a cold weapon indifference is to someone’s heart.
Elie Wiesel puts it like this:
“The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference;
The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference.
The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference.
The opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference.

The world owes me_____. Why is _____ happening to me? Where is the peace I’m due? Well, where have I flipped God the bird and justified evil choices in my life? We head straight toward the darkness we’ve been forewarned about, and barely find ourselves wondering, where is Jesus now? I’m not going to change my direction, but where’s the map? We demand, dictate, opinionate, and leave the gate. But we choose to walk. I chose to thumb my nose at God’s reality before my self regulated goals collapsed like an ugly house of cards. Stop wasting time feeding yourself homemade lies! We’re not advancing this way! Not really. Stop being too self important and self righteous to change! It’s destroying us. Self importance is keeping our souls tied to the harbour of false security, and when the winds come, we’re done.
I can’t live quietly while false peace invades these open doors in our minds and spreads itself across the planet like a creeping toxic vine across our souls. What good is open mindedness if we don’t close the doors on deception? It’s like we’re blindfolded as a snake slowly wraps itself around our necks, loosely, and it soothes for a moment, then when we least expect it, Snap! Snatches its prey in its deceptive clutches.
We don’t have to be oblivious. We can humble our upright minds to acknowledge our poverty, our empty wisdom and say, God help! You are the only one who Defines. Period. Take out the callouses and roadblocks I’ve dumped in your path to my heart. Show me who you really are. I’m so tired of pretending to have the answers that satisfy. You alone are the King that changes and reveals things.

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Slowly defrosting melody
Gather echoes to see this reality
Philosophies they lost their keys
What is truth if not of thee?
Let go of my reasons for searching at all
A cargo of motives constructing a wall
Holding up these fears encased
Walk around please, don’t erase
Afraid to get lost, saving change for the cost
A prepaid vocation
Shipwrecked by sensation
Don’t wanna sit still, I won’t see the bill
Sucking my thumb annoyed by the chill
I can’t succeed without the need
A comfortable cry, birds never will fly
Polish my life with unwanted strife
A drum is persisting relentlessly lifting
Stability settled, love steaming the kettle
Get out of bed! This infantry dead!
Come and fight! Let death become right
Let reluctance align with your wisest design
My squeezing eyes release these ties
No life in lies
Compromise dies

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Untested valor accuses the coward
Spread the still seeds
Prepare undone deeds
Open unbound space
Crumple time, empty race
A passageway to where they say?
Outside today a narrow way
A cost to pay eternal stay
Risk vain delusions of forgery
To allow the open heart surgery
Dehydrated soul, a wide wanting hole
Wicked onslaught you fought
False chances are shot
Now digest the truth you see
After draining all that seemed to be
What have you to be after prisons are free?
No shackles to fight, replaced garments so bright
The scalpel so able to break the weak fable
They hide your bold power
Strength sweet as a flower
Wait outside the hour
Till this heavenly shower
Redeem the dead coward
The Foreword to valor

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I try to find the easy pace
As pain aligns my stinging face
Mind and muscles out of joint
Avert my heart and miss the point
I grow weary of the noisy race
As I search the crowd for someone’s face
Where am I going? What is it I need?
I thought I would find it by changing the speed
Hardened by pain where anger remains
Trample the vein on my vain speeding train
Satisfaction feigned with a fool’s hope humane
My heart of hearts on walls of taupe
Clouds slide down the melting slope
Fresh oxygen come clear my eye
A taller sky to tell me why
I’ve lingered here this stifling sty
Now a joyful drum tells me to come
Spilling this laughter through gates ever after
Walking through fields
Where light blossoms yield
The whole soul unsealed
Reign of heaven revealed

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Time has come to deliberate
What do we have to celebrate?
Recreate sunrise in soft disguise
Improvise a confetti of lies
What is left to uphold?
The sacred tale told
Time allowing the mold
Setting stakes in the fold
Divide these limbs to separate locations
A fate game of twister all over the nations
Hoping for heaven on summer vacations
A trail walk of nails toward some twisted elation
Keep tossing these pieces of my heart
That stab my back to thwart my start
Of any real lover to discover
Keep those eyes under the covers
Box me in with other lovers
Hungry babe without a mother
Unzip these stifling fabrics
I don’t believe your rotting magic
Break the hook unveil the nook
My house you shook, reclaimed your book
Replace the white crook
Reclaim what they took
Left with no man to serve
For my lasting reserve
Unambiguous heaven
Till the hour eleven

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Divorcing the imposition
Glorify my intuition
Keenly perceiving your transparent face
Turning my back to the darkest disgrace
Spin me around in elegant form
Don’t offer me that lukewarm norm
Fight through the hopeless infamy
Vague designations of falsity
See the synchronized lies abide
Deride inside wide span of pride
Pretentions take flight
United in might
Peaceably made undignified
Constrict me not
Revolution of Ought
Leaving orphans distraught
War needlessly fought
But destined to rot
Twisted functions begot
Some gallantry wrought
What spineless scheme taught
No enchantment, no cause
A kingdom like Oz
Congruency of minds
Chase discoveries and finds
Looking deeper to the void
Deifying paths of Freud
Any hope of finding truth?
An intermittent glimpse of You
Wrestling with my impudence
Come cool my sea of confidence
We’re living without real cause to fight
Looking for pills to cure our blight
Defeated loss without a boss
Yet slaves to death that sour sauce
Passing peaks obscured by moss
It’s time to awake!
Your hope has come!
There is freedom at hand
Your heart has been won!
Put doubt to death
Faith gasps for breath
Go burn the best
There’s more to test
The greatest feat beyond this wheat
We’ll never grow above the throne
No more meat left on the bone
Let’s find our place
Put scoffing to waste
I’ve had but a taste
As You lift my face
Put an end to the chase
I’ve fallen into grace
Let go of my might
I’ve found a cause to fight

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Tell me what you see

Through the wreckage and debris

See blank words on a page

I let you take the stage

Pierce through the dark lattice

Highlight letters through the cactus

Twisting vine that thief of time

Twighlight calls

The curtain falls

Beckon the blue

Splitting cedars in two

Your answer resounds

Come stir me around

Flipping pages these eyes of mine

Of a photobook

Memories you took

I’m standing in this puddle of time

A rising chime outplays the crime

Standing on Familiar Street

Adult and child they finally meet

Come spread apart insightful night

Let your tale of light take flight

What heavenly colors swirl

Illumination of white unfurl

Come greet the great fate

Obliterate debate

Our simultaneous stories

Overwritten by the glory

Greater than I

Tell me to cry

Standing in Your shadow of time

Searching for some way to rhyme

Tell me where to stand tonight

Fly me like a floating kite

Soar above that earthly clock

Remove me from my safety smock

Untie loose frames that square me in

Like stretching doors and pulling pins

Pull the bandage from the earth

Bleeding cut sewn tight from birth

Reopen pain and awaken nigh

Loose the scales so old and dry

Incline thine heart press into mine

Tell me now someway somehow

Where do I stand beneath your bow?

Those lovesick eyes

Absorb these cries

I’ll prophesy

No plight shall rise

I am no more this wanting sore

A question defined like never before

You draw me beyond this paper I’ve draped

Over the canvas, the walls and the shapes

Let me escape the jacket I’ve made

Show fiction the door to the faithless parade

Tell me to stand by the light of the Son

Tell me I’m yours

A fallacy won

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Small and dark

Scorched by the son

The day breaks upon you

Why won’t you stand and turn?

Absorbed by shallow reflections

Enjoying the feel of dust

We’re blinded by the shoreline

And time still waits for us

But soon the time is coming

For time itself to end

We can’t keep building castles

When the lion leaves the den

Why won’t you stand and turn?

The Son is around the bend

What will you be building

When Beginning becomes the End?

Now it springs upon you

The dawn an open gate

You’re playing on the shoreline

and the end will be too late.

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Let contrast ripen
Waves of order resound
Choking on my illusions
Saving stumbling block found
My indignation flailing
a new wind abating
Come back and breathe into my sails
Stretch my shallow tent
to a greater height and length
Let the wretched cries rise
let all compromise subside
Redeeming my shame
You’re giving me my name
Burnish my sword with fire
Torch the bridges of desire
The poison of comfort
driven to the void of false hope
My inadequate disclosure
begets the heavenly rope
Shatter my rebellion
unfold the fanning mystery
Meet me here at the beginning
at the end of all of me
Expose the bruise of deceit
Show me how you weep
the place where sorrow greets beauty
How we come undone in your hand
According to this love’s measure
In weakness I choose to stand
Before I reach the edge of all
Will you stop this cataclysmic fall
Wake us now before the break
the cost of all of you at stake
Awaken now this new hope burning
Bend and stir a new love churning

Restoring complacent compassions
I’m waiting at the end of all my rations.

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