good
good people
good friends
good healing
good food
good memories
good new
good news
good music
good poetry
good lyrics
good days
good evenings
good conversations
good scripture
good attention
good detail
good forgiveness
good for me
good enough
good
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
miseu
jurnei,
you know alot of what is going on in me
from around me
because of what is with out me.
this healing is a newer version of healing.
this is going to work.
for me.
because ... for me ...
"this has never been done before".
i chuckle at that positivity. he he
i smagrin. with Your healing, jurnei, help me notice what is being healed for there is so much that needs it.
my head.
my heart.
my soul.
my will.
my aura.
i am a new creation. these newnesses of me, i trust will be used for the first time, meaning, maybe i never used those before, the way they were supposed to be?
i am fearfully and wonderfully made. You confirm that.
i trust You, jurnei.
and thank You, jurnei, for those you are placing in my life right now and forever more. bless them for their patience and kindness.
so much, they are.
this time around is truly "remarkable".
Thursday, May 30, 2013
4 give?
so help me jurnei,
"forgiveness is not ok-ing something that is not right.
it is saying i will withdraw myself from what's not right and put
myself in what is"?
now that i have been withdrawn,
or set apart,
or if i set myself apart,
and if you are righting the wrongs that were done in me,
to me,
around me,
will i be repaired to one whom is right?
i know, i know,
"focus and heal".
focus right. heal right.
but it is taking so much time . . . ....... and wearing this thick cloak
of loneliness, and hoisting this duffle bag of shame, which
should not be, is tiresome.
and it's raining out side right now.
i guess that's not too bad.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
slow
jurnei,
please slow the world down.
i know i have 700+ years to live,
i would love for it to feel like 700+ years.
heal.
me.
focus.
me.
jurnei
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
i doll no more
thank you jurnei, for subtly telling me in my daydreams of reconstruction that 'just because i think i honor an old idol by memory or memorial doesn't make it honor'.
it is an idol!
jurnei, i will need some assistance with the removal of that idol. i have books and books and albums and poems and song and story and scripts and audio and video of her. idols are to be brought down when they become and idol. not only when the attempt is to replace the Overseerz but when "it" is conceptualized.
this is what you are telling me, eh? jurnei, you know this will be tough because i had alot of stock in her. 10 years worth since awakening. but, you should have always been the reality of my investments. only you payback outstanding dividends.
idols never payback or reward the worshipers, do they? neither do godless prophets or prophetesses. help me destroy the tie. that binds. it's slavery.
idols don't even say thank you when song and dance is before them. idols don't smile or nod in approval. idols don't bless and they observe in utter silence, the disrespect of inanimate. idols soak up our lust and my idol soaked up mine. a good thing. my lust is dried and calloused.
jurnei, only you can soothe me. and you hummm to my orchestration.
tonight i sing a song i wrote for you.
"i won't ever be in the dark cause now i can see You"!
it is an idol!
jurnei, i will need some assistance with the removal of that idol. i have books and books and albums and poems and song and story and scripts and audio and video of her. idols are to be brought down when they become and idol. not only when the attempt is to replace the Overseerz but when "it" is conceptualized.
this is what you are telling me, eh? jurnei, you know this will be tough because i had alot of stock in her. 10 years worth since awakening. but, you should have always been the reality of my investments. only you payback outstanding dividends.
idols never payback or reward the worshipers, do they? neither do godless prophets or prophetesses. help me destroy the tie. that binds. it's slavery.
idols don't even say thank you when song and dance is before them. idols don't smile or nod in approval. idols don't bless and they observe in utter silence, the disrespect of inanimate. idols soak up our lust and my idol soaked up mine. a good thing. my lust is dried and calloused.
jurnei, only you can soothe me. and you hummm to my orchestration.
tonight i sing a song i wrote for you.
"i won't ever be in the dark cause now i can see You"!
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