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You have GOT to learn to trust God, Ben!No amount of worry will alter your future.You’ve got to learn to just let go.God will always provide for you a suture.Let your enemies hate you! Love them anyway.You cannot change the past, but that’s okay.None of us are perfect and no one’s irredeemable.We’re all God having…
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God takes care of all my needsAnd God always will.It’s hard to put my faith into this.The worry is so real.But this is the truth.God always provides.And God always protects.I have to remind myself of this all the time.Life can become such a wreck.
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Hello little frog I wonderDo you know you’re God?Sitting on the window pane?Motionless as a log?I can’t help feeling envy, frogYour cares seem so, so minor.And mine seem insurmountable.Your life seems so much finer.
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“Shakespeare was real and thus historic.”Then why the mystery around this person?We know that he was 33 when he purchased his first house.And that 33 is Masonic. Of that there is no doubt.And I’m not the only person questioning if this man was real.I suspect Shakespeare existedBut was illiterate. The dealIs someone else wrote all…
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God loves me More than a Mother loves a Son More than NRA loves guns. More than a flower loves the Sun. God loves me With an infinite source of Love. I can feel his tender hug. It makes me feel so warm and snug. Like a bug wrapped in a rug.
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I long to get to Turiya.Samsara ain’t for me.I know that there are steps that IMust take for it to be.But at least I have a roadmap.Even someone holding my hand.She’s walking me through the steps I mustTake to understand. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Turiya https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sa%E1%B9%83s%C4%81ra
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I wrote a long poem. I don’t do that very often because I often don’t have very much to say and I get to the point. My collection of poetry which I will link below is a collection of brief poems. That’s the theme of the book. Brevity. I was a clever lad.I had a…
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Take me back to Eden, Lord.I don’t want to do this anymore.Take me back to Eden.Or give to me a swordThat I can use to strike myself.I’m through with whatever this is.I just want to escape, my Lord.I’m weary and depressed.I don’t seem to have strength my LordOr know why I endureThis constant pain and…
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Lord, please take me back to whenTimes were much simpler,When I was just a lad.I cannot endureThe pain of this age.I can’t escape the sads.I’m tired of hurtingAnd not knowing why.No one can tell me how to fix it.I’m willing to do whatever it takes.Whatever it is, I’ll kick it.Doctors don’t know and can’t seem…
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I found this helpful. Although the road is never-ending, take a step and keep walking, do not look fearfully into the distance… On this path let the heart be your guide for the body is hesitant and full of fear. ~ Rumi
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I just wanted to sit down and write a sonnet. I usually write Shakespearean sonnets. It’s just the form I adore the most. No idea what subject it will be on. We’ll see when we’re done. Allow me, Lord, to always sing your glory.Every good thing that I do’s through thee.I tap into divine immortal…
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I don’t acknowledge anything.I don’t react at all.I’m learning to need less approvalFrom the audience in the Hall.My soul is just reflecting all thesePeople anyway.They think that they are real but IDon’t care what they all say.They are all projections here.The only real is God.And he is within everything.He’s energy, after all.
Musings of the Mad 