I’m learning


we don’t want

to discuss or be healed

of trauma

as much as inflict it at will

yet The Lord Is no less our Shepherd.


Apt to see others

unlike ourselves

as alien, unfamiliar to His Reign


holes without Holy purpose

who respond only to enchantment (*) or harsh exposure


To hate facets of GOD

fancying only your reflection of His Image

denies both letter & Spirit That Read:

let each esteem other better than themselves.


Only by His Grace

do we have another moment

to surrender our Selves yet die later

eyes opened to The Mercy

simply Asking that we live in kind


See/k & kiss The Son

from a lifted veil

Wise, Cherished Bride

Living Well



I see the value

of different learning styles

more than ever


for John, intuitive

Thomas, visual/tactile

you & I, who may need a while or wild ride to stop seeing in part

although through glass, dark…


Enough said

Lives matter.

Love matters.

Right your lines.

Study & prove The Master’s Goodness

in due time.


✏My heart is inditing a good matter

My heart is inditing a good matter

My heart is inditing a good matter

My heart is inditing a good matter

My heart is inditing a good matter

My heart is inditing a good matter

My heart is inditing a good matter… .


‘Ledge or Domain

Above: Anatomically correct Ace of Hearts card via Pinterest
Regardless, “who [but GOD] can know it?” (Jeremiah 17:9-10)

The king of diamonds hides
coolly, calculating
decked out among others
in the box

At the table
for entertainment Purpose only
we insist we want to be called
in The Most High saints’ Number
yet answer to much lower summons
every week of the year


For generations
a Heaven-hating agenda
slung much smoother stones
back at God’s anointed people
until they became flattered

There will all-ways be variations of:
You’re the best
Nevermind the still healthy heart helping you second-guess sin
that spade The True King Handed you to carry your swept flesh away

Nice suit
There’s dis establishment
that loves lookers like you
You deserve the spot, a sunshine state in Life

I’ve heard you say it
read your typing
but you don’t really believe
‘Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light’
Do you…

Less about how a Certain One Bears you up or any of that new grain, wine, skin stuff, tho’
How about some spirits for a real one,
strong like your Self?
Of course you don’t need any help
Those elders (under The Breath: *who survived me*) are hypocritical, jealous haters
Chase them.
Don’t let them fool you

Especially if it’s not you
but your company
all those curses are fine, too
That other Voice you were playing
when you came in will surely Return
if it really belongs to your Friend
Trust me…

I can tell you’re a great Christian.
That’s why I poured you only a little sip
How about those vapes?
You don’t have to smoke
Just be here…in the mi(d)st
Loosen up your shirt
Get freer with your skirt a bit
It’s hot!

Besides, it’s only for a little fun
Is it not?


Legerdemain, or sleight of hand, is one of the enemy’s tricks since before ANY of us were begotten: drinking, cup games, card games, word games, opiates, sex trafficking, other designed gangs, etc. continue to spoil so many corps rotten.

The m.o. often involves mutual confusion, stress/headaches, lavish attention on areas of (former?) insecurity or overconfidence leading to the pride that angers The Heavenly Father followed by attempts at quick blameshifting•cover ups/fixes•material reward•mockery•shaming in compromised or weaker area(s) and diverse, often staged silencing of those who awaken to the Truth.

If parts of The Bible when presented by another are considered uncomfortable ancient history, then recent news should be enough to Encourage The Quickening Brea(d)th of Ephesians 6:12 on every child of GOD’s face!

The antiChrist spirit, not any of our past and prayerfully no longer repeated susceptibility to it, is what every brother & sister of Jesus must fight, not each other; preferably together.

If we truly look beyond ourselves as He Looks beyond our faults to Reach us, we’ll come to understand that the fast talk & fine print of most commercial disclaimers are more legalistic than we disregard the occasional church mother and such for allegedly being.

We might even be less inclined to ravenously consume anything their respective industries dish us.

Further, no advisory label can sufficiently exorcise the fables of seemingly innocent, culturally-enabled base spirits once transmitted any more than condoms can shield against lust or infidelity.

Why celebrate such contradictions surrounding the notion of choice yet refuse to see how we invite challenges to our own rebirth in Christ?

Let’s choose (again) this day:
•the lovingly fearful knowledge of The LORD over teetering on the ledge between His Will and the world.
•to let The Holy Spirit, not any demon, have the greatest influence and dominion over our lives.

I love you in Jesus’ Rightful & Matchless Name.

Ms. Me

Because God’s Love Flows

I’ to ‘you’ to ‘we’…with that

“I” on possible

Vision beyond man’s insight

Guides His Chosen’s Way.


Wherever understanding

wouldn’t rest, they cried

but Miss?” as if in protest.


We’re ever understanding

how “no”, “yes” both bless

some saying “Thanks Miss!” in peace.


Likewise, let’s Seek Him

connect while He May Be Found

yet near… “Miss, I’m ti’ed… .”


Without God, I would be too.

Please allow me to

(re-)introduce you to Him.


There are boys, scoundrels, gentlemen, princes, those who groom us unto our best selves, kings
but GOD Is One
above & beyond them.

There are girls, s(l)ides, princesses, those who are ladies even in waiting, longsuffering; brides, queens
but GOD Is yet One
broader & better than


Then there lies a flower
as in s/he who flows where science and society, if not The Holy Spirit, now say go
more freely
however just as bound to down moments
on what’s considered the weaker side

A lily of sorts, in a valley for sure
aching for acceptance and admiration
identifying with

S/he walk and talk pretty
basking at a sliver of the glory
that Is taller than me
budding out of hiding from an expensive chest
unconcerned with birth of new, sacred things
the responsibilities non-Easter eggs bring
empowered by voluntary bleeding, ungrateful for involuntary breath

A self-professed fad
one-on-one must ensure doesn’t fade
whether or not s/he refuses the light of day
growth among others
even the offer of sufficient water simply comfortable with sleep and dirt

under the nails
Accurate inventory, scraping showed
all our sins were thereby pinned down
even before Commission
Hu/man, listen…

Like full-fledged butterflies
positioned for reflection and study
better understanding development
may we one day move only in
the beauty our Creator Intended
Burdens, Light as The Heir

The elements of soul’s sounds filled the hall
“Share the spice of Life!”, they sang
Per Most High Will, yes, I have
prepared for the burial my best Friend Expected
He’s Resurrected

in my once-stoned heart
I trust
so Shall He Rise & Flourish in a variety of others.



In Lieu… (for C.S.)


My Father Called me

It’s been an Eternity since seeing His Face and i long to see it again

His Voice Is undeniable
“i do”: answer,
past any unknowing
past my fear
past my past

“Abba, i love You and am on The Way!”
As a child, He Taught me both His Ministry (Mercy) and His Judgment

Start at home
So[w] by faith
Forsake no member of my family or part of His Body
unless their disobedience needs to be cast
Splitting only benefits His Image
in the sense that male & female He Made us
A divided house is doomed, however

Scholars say, broken windows…sin…records, droning against the Fullness of His Will also devalue the neighbor-hood
My Brother Taught me to Love mine, from within

Contrary to some belief, He is not an outcast but Casts out fear
that sheep
once scattered
lost and undermined in hopes of white/washing them from history (as if!)
yet bear the blessing of The Father
to be Upheld by and seated at His Right Hand
in pace



I rest in Him where I once would’ve jumped at the chance
to try “it” or prove why I cho(o)se otherwise
In lieu of curiosities, out-of-order boldness, many other sins and their deserved wages

God Gave His Son to Light every path of my world and Pay its bill
He Has NEVER lied but Lay His Life
in turn
Giving His Holy Spirit
of discernment, patience & much more
To this day, the healthy heart conducts its electric impulses accordingly

My siblings across the globe and I
gather in a Kumbayah of sorts
“Please come by here
High Priest of my Life, dwelling
Strength and Redeemer

Seal us unto you in Love
then Be an Eternal Seal of our message
to any distracting harbinger of deadly power and control
‘Don’t come around here…'”


In each of our temples, the time is always NOW for Godly covenant.

It Is Written.
It Is Finished.
It Has Begun anew and better in Him.

The Dos(e)

What is it

about cowboys

that makes US swoon

so much so

one of its most revered

modern presidents

set the precedent:

“I’m not…but I play one on” silver screens

to entertain those

who may (not) have been

born fed by similar spoons







healthy appetites



with liberty & justice for all

we measure seconds

our blues, even

by Mississippi


BBQ? Yes, please. Barbancourt? Nah…thanks.



Who knows if Jonah’s captor was a humpback

What does it matter

At the bottom (of the ‘sea’) line

rebellion from God’s Assignment Swallows us until repentance

Then maybe we are heard of no more


I pray

we are Inspired

to right all things

including our ‘script, ions

not with lies or baiting

but an honest, clear and steady hand

with God


It Is Possible

Understanding Will

Transform poison to cure.

Say It with Your Chest

There is always
at least’ one
privy to great power
yet not privileged
to wield it
in the present


Be mindful of minimizing
rightful anger’s potential
grandeur available to any
in the human experience
who would rather go overboard
child and all
than submit to pseudogods
who call captivity friend-ship

He Who Commands ALL storms Captains this
Another captioned his
by quoting the silent
slip into darkness


Many tribes(wo)men cut into flesh
only after pain dug into them
We have no excuse post-Proof
yet I understand
what it means to feel
as one
numbered, of a peculiar kind

forgetting to Be
for having to cry
for pleural freedom
for too long

There Is an undefiled Garden in my heart
that shall not burn unto consumption
Love Is the Root & Branch
of Its perennial Fruit

Be ye Grafted with gratitude


There is a difference between imagination and premonition.

Neither is to be in vain.


Love and self-esteem walk the same street, only sometimes holding hands.

Neither is to be in vain.


Nowadays, such pride accompanies being fluid with all

Open containers, carry and sharing of The Living Water appear to be the crime

for covenant people who consider it suicide to believe The Most High’s rainbow isn’t enuf

choosing not to be consumed in future sorrow instead of considering the ‘right here’ & ‘No…’


With all due respect

only The Redeemer Knows the When of What’s next

as His Unchanging Hand yet Leads The Way

Methodical and Orderly

in His upset or Pleasure



with or without a ring, circles, cliques and unwise jewels

Are we as His Wife

The Bride need only kiss The Son reverently

in rough and smooth times



His Pulse Sets the p(e)ace

with Saving Blood that Cleanses, Connects and Courses through the veins of His growing Body across the ages

“even unto  ‘The End‘”.


He which testifieth these things saith, Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus.

The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen.

~Revelations 22:20-21


NOTE: Full companion Text is linked, in bold.


I missed the 10th.

I delighted in checking in with Him moreso than daily thanks, praise and maybe an encouraging or admonishing digital thing to say

to those with ears, heart to hear

and I missed the 10th.


That I am

here yet another eight days later is living proof that He Didn’t Forget His entry

of Lifebreath to my vessel of clay, good intentions and other imperfections

Before and after all, He Is the ever-Faithful One.


It’s clear to me that I’m just the wannabe:

healthy, happy, helpful, successful albeit in terms the average wishlist or TV commercial have nothing to do with, protected and vindicated in battles that may or may not include some fault of my own, mutually well-loved by one special human I’ve probably yet to meet in order to possibly make three and another humble desire or two

that hasn’t died to self enough to express in fullness without common, ‘this sounds holy’ lip service

the final living answer of I want to be “more like Him”

wherein constant comfort and merchandising aren’t the best steps to take

forward on His narrow yet necessary Way.


In this space He’s Given me

a new (church) home, witness at work, good report, vision from where a spirit of opposition would come and how to redirect it to Him with Love, a new recipe that will accompany His Word and go far to feed those who gather, a beautiful new song 7and renewed focus on what matters


That’s when I remembered what I’d missed, that He must’ve also Missed me

my praise, worship and gratitude among billions

whose greatest Work is to accountably love Him too

despite all the so-called good and unspoken bad we do.


An ever closer Walk with Jesus Christ our Savior is in Order

Keep going

Even weaponized stones pave the foundation





Protect Your Witness

“Alone in a room

It’s just me & You”

I feel so found

because I AM…


THAT I AM Saw ‘It’ through


from fires, frying pans & increasingly lonely dinners

to rest on Him at a Table only He Could Prepare


Shame it took decades in the wild to Bring me there

but praise GOD clarity, peace & love occupies

the space once held by doubt, fear, sarcasm

mine(s) or passersby


I welcomed The Holy Spirit to the new place and He Filled it

Providing such Comfort and Companionship that every need Is Met

Basics + discreet ways to serve and such now

Soon enough, maybe some beneficial wants, a bed


It’s 20:18, Judges

Judah’s Lion, King Has long since Gone before me

Worship in Spirit & Truth MUST follow accordingly

He humbly Hung ~ Cross°Crown°Ensign ~ to Teach us: Obey & Abide for free






I’m home.