What King David was told…

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I (the ‘phamous’ Pharaoh) told King David, “My people need me MORE than your people ‘need’ to continue to think themselves to be elitists, dude. We’ll NEVER be the slaves of YOUR people; and, your people complained that they did not receive the same blessings that MY people got because my people ARE my people, and Egyptians. If the God you CLAIM to know so well cannot, or WILL NOT, ‘bless’ you elsewhere, it is NOT the fault of myself NOR of my people. You successfully brought upon my people TEN plagues; my people could handle those plagues, YOUR people could NOT! Ask Moses to bless you, since his GOD does not do so, dude. It’s NOT our fault that YOU and your people have INCURRED the wrath of the Creator of Adam, the FIRST Man. It is not I who hates you, bro… PRAY better!”

[shrug]

Then said the pharaoh unto his daughter, “I love YOU; however, I will NOT ‘love’ EVERY cute STRAY that you DRAG out of the Nile River. It’s Egypt’s River; it’s NOT our personal possession, gurl!”

(gurl intentionally misspelled, for effect)

Me, the lyricist…

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“Like Hulk DONE to Loki, you ALL (THE ‘bio-family’) done that to ME; [rubbing shoulder] DANG! my LEFT arm STILL hurts..!”

“When I walked (a 1.5 hr. hike for an adult, YET I was only FIVE!) to church on a weekday {after I said I felt sick}, to ASK the preacher WHY my brother & father DAILY gang-BANGED my sister, AND she liked it… Y’ALL hobbled me (damaged my lower LEGS, intentionally), so that I couldn’t LEAVE your pit of INCEST..!! WHY??”

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  • someone’s gonna need to actually RHYME the above.. but, …

(MORE to come..!)

Game Over..?

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Now that all of you angels (cast-outs & otherwise) know HOW I need this caldron stirred, “the times & seasons remain in the possession of Our Father”, Who is found by all who seek Him within themselves. In my personal imagination, there is a thick, wooden door in my heart behind which He rests (but SELDOM snores, as yet). Whenever I need an answer, or direction, I aim my focus & attention toward that door, and what I ever need is just outside of it. I remain near that door for a while, until I imagine His hand touching the door from His side. Then, I reluctantly continue to simply live life, and to live life simply.

Whilst the caldron may remain unstirred for a time, we needn’t fear any future desperate “End Times” WHEN it will need to be stirred, again. He is loving, kind, ON TIME, and ever faithful, focused, adamant, passionate, and peaceful. He is the One within YOU Who will not allow you to GIVE UP on the dreams you have DARED to dream behind the backs of ALL of humanity, dreams which He has colorized for you, to motivate you to keep dreaming, because “Dreaming IS Praying!”

I will post my future thoughts on EscapeRoutePublishing.WordPress.com .

[grin] However, should He ‘require’ for me, in the future, to “name more things”, I shall do so herein, and NOT reluctantly! I will address the non-personal, non-artsy [shrug] stuff on this blog. My more colorful, more playful future words will be at the above linked blog.

I only love ALL of you, and I ONLY do so passionately, with the desire to jump in and “do it FOR you”; but, if I did that again, you’d learn NOTHING about MY Creator, Our Father.

This is NOT on paper; for, if it were, it’d be unreadable due to the tear-stained parchment [grin].

I remain Adam, the FIRST Man, the designer of the hunk o’ flesh you all wear. Wear it well, appreaciatively. You should be more kind to yourselves; for, it is THE BEST way to learn how to be kind to others. But, you ALREADY knew that, right?

I am Zeus, Melchizedek, and have had many other names throughout the last few billion years. Some were recorded in history correctly, other of my names were given horrible reputations. But, the bottom line is that we’re all still here, and we’re all still His beloved. Race, belief system, tattoos, etc. will NEVER separate us from His love. He likes stuff that smiles; once a thing DARES to enjoy ANY part of its life, a soul begins to grow. And, He (Our Father) “gets into that sort of shit”; and, He made me in His image, first! DARE to enjoy ANY part of life in FRONT of me, and you’ll probably see me crying happy tears! THIS is worse than “it is finished”! THIS is like, “I don’t NEED the accolades I deserve. I can’t handle being ‘guest of honor’ anywhere, or at any time!”

Caio!

Realms: There Are Many..!

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There exist THESE realms (as discovered so far):

Space (outer & NOT ‘here’)

Air (guilt trips, church-ladies, insurance salesmen, etc.) {THE bible, new testament WARNS against those who ABUSE ‘the powers of the air’}

Psychic (those who pose questions upon YOU, for YOUR creative opinion, so that they can FEED ‘the outer realms’, they HOPE…)

Brain (here & now, “I’m human, you’re human; let’s make whoopie!”)

Flesh (“we’ve gotta move this log off the trail so the berry-gatherers can obtain the ingredients for those PIES they bake for us at night, right?!)

Ethereal (“I’m apart from my flesh; yet, I’ve still 2 arms & 2 legs, and… uh… Oh YES!”)

Spirit (I’ll deflect THOSE answers to MY ‘God”, the Creator of ME, Adam, the UNfallen FIRST Man)

What is “born again”, exactly?

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The necessity to be “born again” was expressed clearly in: John 3:5 (opens in New window)

“… Of water, and of the Spirit”, is the phrase used in the above citation. Also, in: 1 Peter 1:23, it states that this new seed is made from incorruptible, rather than corruptible, flesh. (Flesh that will not ‘die’?) And, it comes from “the word (not a book) of God” from within you. It’s the “still, small voice” you hear when you ask a question inside of yourself – when you’re not rehearsing what you plan to ask some human later in the week.

I tried to imagine all of the ‘conventional’ ideas (regarding the meaning of the above thought) that those rich & famous Xtian televangelists have thrown at audiences for years; they lacked the answers to all the innocent questions a little kid would ask God about after church. So, I went inside of myself to ‘seek’, like we were told 2000+ YEARS ago to do. This is what I discovered – answers already given to me long ago:
To be born means to leave your mother’s body! That would be “of water”.  To be born again means that the new seed is the core of you which you’ve discovered within you and have built upon over time, as experiences and God’s counsel from within you, have helped you to build. You’ve known His “still, small voice” since you were conceived, while starting out inside your mother’s body! His is not the voice of your mother; nor is her voice “a voice from God”. She had dreams as a little girl in which God made promises to her, by way of possibilities. He showed her in her youth, dreams which He promised her that He would help her to dream again, and “to dream better about” later in her life; it is now your mother’s “later”! This separation, or rebirth, can come at the age of 9 (for the child), but may take until the kid is 12 in order for parents to believe the kid to be “capable of deciding”. Therefore, it is time for you to tell your mother’s body “fare thee well; live your dreams, mom”. This would be “of the Spirit”, and now you’re finally a good boy or girl, because now you “trust in God”, and are finally ready to “let go, and let God” since, for YEARS, you’ve claimed that you already did! [Singing] “You’re a big kid now!”

The helpful programs offered by your government get all muddled-up when we mix the religion of our mommies with the cold reality of the necessity of money in this form of government for which you’ve voted for so long. “Separation of Church & State” is absolutely mandatory if a citizen wishes to “have a vote” regarding the governance of their community, whether on the street they live on, or with regard to the foreign policy of today’s Commander-In-Chief which could very possibly wipe ALL your ancestors from recorded history, and make your grandchildren know nothing except Islam, and slavery to it!
Pay attention; go out and vote in ALL the local elections, and you probably won’t forget the presidential one!

“Election Day is not an ‘elective’; and, this is not school. This is LIFE!”