The Eccentric

Remember those days when politics was for the feared
persuasive men with many words the mind couldn't count
so sweet and tasteful the heart yearned  for more
those were the days when words meant what they mean
character and dignity the traits of successful men
i was there , i saw them and i heard them
the words that lived to define destiny.

he left for the city on a Tuesday
on a trail of promises he bid goodbye
blinded with joy he counted all his luck
to her ears it was sweet  music  to hear
flashy finger and a tummy not afraid of birth
in her mind she lost her maiden name
and built a feature
remember me when you count the stars
put me in a place so high the tides can't reach
a whole hearted blessing given out for free

welcome to the city of lights
where eagles sore into the blue skies
searching for diamonds and in the wild night
birds clatter and sing for joy
sipping on cheap wine to kill the time
thigh roll to the highest bidder of the night
in a moment we are all lost in space
caught up in an adventure we die to tell

i am a drifter so lost at sea
like a pebble i roll with the flow
with  memories  to keep and some to lose
to a future predestined by dead souls
they were us now we are them!

My therapy.......be good to yourself

Sunday morning light by Loki Lord Lugen https://api.jam-community.com/song/detail/f14d8682-4137-11e8-babf-02fe9cf35e65

When boredom kicks in

my turn by Loki Lord Lugen https://api.jam-community.com/song/detail/c558283a-409e-11e8-babf-02fe9cf35e65

On this very moment, a heart is broken

Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the fairest
My heart is ticking with ache
Following tracks long beaten and done
Of what used to be and now is.....a memory
Time, you were a friend ticking into reality
Never failing to carry dreams in to the future
Never failing to carry scars of long fought battles
The dreams I shared are a blurry childish song
Making no sense to the thoughts  I had

Silence you are a  friend of destitution
Your folks don't pay a cent for accommodation
Yet you build man to perfection
Heroes and soldiers are perfected
The good and the evil bask in your fort
Some for glory and some for shame
Tell me of a place where I can go to mend my heart
Tell me of a place where I can rise again
Where I can learn to fly with the birds
To be the bringer of good words
Spreading love and hope to the unfortunate
And teach  the hopeless to tolerate

We are instruments working against time
In a web of lies and promises that never work If only we had learned to forgive and trust
This song would have been heard in brothels
When repentance is knocking down doors

Dear friend

All I ever wanted was to know you
To fill this empty space I feel inside of me
To be there when I needed a shoulder
But I was wrong things have turned around
Look at where we are now
Helpless and broke without each other

Say I was wrong to lead you on
Blame it all on me,
I admit i never stood a chance

Wings of love come and take me
Throw me to places I only dream of
Into the arms of my lover
Teach me to surrender and love again
Oh heart of mine why worry
If there is something just let me know

Say I was wrong to lead you on
Blame it all on me
I admit i never stood a chance

We live on borrowed time
Hurting we keep moving on
Far away following our hearts
Leaving everything behind in a haste
Only to come back hurt the more
We are fools never ready to learn

Say I was wrong to lead you on
Blame it all on us
We never stood a chance at all.

Walk like you are meant to

Now that we have received from him the understanding of the light, let us walk like those who see where they are going. We walk with him by faith fully knowing that he has won the war for us. Little children don't be deceived by evil men speaking of greater promises that they themselves cannot enjoy. They have heard about Christ but it what they are teaching is for their own benefit.

The Lord will exalt you if you humble yourself. You have already been warned of these people by revelation. The holy spirit that works in us everyday has revealed this things to us but because of our constant lacking in communication with God we fail to discern these deceiving spirits. Wishing someone to die to a live audience should raise a few eye browsers. Vengeance is of the Lord. It is also written that you shall forgive your brother more than a thousand times. Where there is anger and war the things of the carnal are manifested.

God bless us in our everyday life. I pray that these things be revealed to all who are lost. Remember..in the last days many will be lost because of lack of understanding...They have ears to hear but they cannot understand. They have eyes to see but they choose to be blind.

Why do you have to sacrifice your life for pride? With God the things which are of little stature are important. We all have been given free will....all things are permissible but not all are useful.