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It’s way easier to start new projects than finish new ones seemingly. Streets of September The streets of September seem So long ago. I’m embracing November and for what it Will bestow. There’s no use living in the past It’s always going by so fast. Nothing material will ever last. So just live for the…
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About John Phillips of the Mamas and Papas and how his kids have to bear the burden of the sins of their father (and in all sorts of ways: spiritually, karmically). Cocaine dreamsBusted seamsHolly wood for wandsAnd schemes Broken soul.Much to carry.Will Bijou do it?Opinions vary.
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Something I started writing earlier. I thank you LordI thank you LordI thank you LordI thank you Lord Repeat I thank you for the many blessingsYou have given meI thank you for the gifts you’ll bringThat I cannot yet see. I thank you LordI thank you LordI thank you LordI thank you Lord
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God is never better to youThan any of you deserve.You’re God incarnate,Stuck down here.A bundle of veins and nerves.It’s wild the effort God went throughTo create this place at all.Must be better than spending eternityNot doing anything at all. Bonus song Life is a game we play-we play Going to win The day Today Not…
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MaryDivine Mother MaryI just cannot carryThese burdens I bear. ScaryThe world, it is scaryAnd I cannot buryThe wounds that I wear.
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I hope you folks understand that I don’t do anything I do performatively. If you’ve read for long enough you’ve probably noticed my poetry and writings have become way more God-centric, but not religious. I don’t do religion. I told someone who asked if I was Christian once that I am spiritual—not religious. I hope…
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Thank you God for every dayThank you God in every way.Thank you God it’s this I prayThank you GodThank you God.
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You.
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I shall write a song for SolTo whom i give controlI trust you God in everything.You’re the one who makes me whole.I’ll annoy the rest with praiseI give you my remaining daysBut that’s just fine they can learn from meI’ll be there to help always
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I testified. I rectifiedThe problems of the worldI found God deep inside of me.My passion was unfurled. I had a wedding yesterday.I married my true self.No other one is quite as pureI can’t stand no one else.
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I keep having these health scares and it’s my soul shaking the ever-loving mess out of me trying to wake me up. They’re telling me I have got to start comparing myself to other people I am more capable than and is demanding more of me. I’m ready to meet that challenge.
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I used to be a homeboyBut now I’m a homeman.I like to cook the dinnerI do everything I can.I even do the houseworkAnd clean up for myself.But it’s just me. I live alone.There is nobody else.
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I know you like my output,But I would like some input.How can you put more into it?When you’re not really into it? I wish that you would tell me.I really wish you’d tell.My faith is in the breeches of theDeepest pits of Hell.
Musings of the Mad 