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hello zuzu how r u? "It's time for you to go to the wire." | |
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Cum'ings - yes I get it Sweet poem by the way ! | |
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thanks i think so too "It's time for you to go to the wire." | |
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Hey This just splendidly and urself? U and me we're sticky like glue | |
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Actually the song doesn't reference E Cummings in any way shape or form, but okay. It's whatever you want it to be. "I don't think you'd do well in captivity." - random person's comment to me the other day | |
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i'm great! thanks for asking. glad to hear ur well "It's time for you to go to the wire." | |
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Because I see the battle that's still raging, just a Word to "Outcome, His Income Versus Mine;" Re: http://prince.org/msg/7/358562
You sent this from a very powerful place...and we felt it and we received it unto ourselves. Thanks! http://www.youtube.com/wa...q8PSiTvRr8
Yours as well! I have caught quite a few, actually!
Let me just also take this opportunity to commend you both, kindly, because if it's one thing, lately, that you have both been very, very successful in affirming, remarkably so, I might add, is this: Greed occupies no place in the Kingdom of Righteousness. Simply put, it just has no way of entering... and it will never, ever gain access
And whilst we are all, each of us in our own unique way, getting at it, I invite the indulgence of your ears for a moment:
I tell you I can still feel a disturbing shudder every time I pause to ponder take a moment to wonder and consider about my earlier encounter
Today I decided to take a walk by the lake I had felt an urgent need to partake of an immediate break this is a regular route I often would take
As I entered a sharp bend I couldn't see but I heard what I could only portend to be the voice of someone speaking as if though they were praying as I drew closer I could see somewhat clearer I confirmed the stature of someone kneeling with head bowing in fervent prayer
Though somewhat big, or maybe cloaked to look tall man or a woman, I'm not sure, is that a shawl? shoulders by the sides hung limp much like a flaccid, worn out blimp the face I could not see because it was turned away from me and though I could not behold any features I could tell from the passionately sad utter that this was indeed someone earnestly in prayer
As I began to listen to the words being spoken I felt inside violently shaken
"Love, I am still the one I am, yes, the one in whom evil has fought and has too many times won I have turned this world and all that dwell therein upside down. There is no measure to all the wickedness that I have done. Satan is my name, evil is my only game. Indeed, destruction has been my one and only claim to fame. Every single wicked act, every gruesome cruel attack, has been mine to enact. I have abducted, I have murdered, I have raped, I have plundered, I have stolen, I have confounded, I have deceived, I have aggrieved, badness is my championship playing field.
Yet, My Love Maker, in all that I have done I still have memories of when you called me your beloved one. I remember once when you and I were close. I was your favorite for everything you chose. I became envious of your presence, I devised schemes to rob you of your esteem. I couldn't tolerate your essence, my head was filled with the utmost dreadful wickedness That day when I became cast away from you, I vowed I'd do all I could to utterly destroy you I forgot the lesson you had taught me very early; that goodness is always, always the stronger quality. I remember now the goodness I once knew, and you are everything, everything within that view. I see now all the wickedness over which I have dominion and power and I can't stand it, I can't bear it, Master, I can't stand it for another hour even for me it has become a vile and sickening horror!
I know I am too far gone from being your special child whom I was born my heart from me has been ripped and flogged and mercilessly torn and now adorns my face as my wretched pair of horns I believe now, oh, Almighty, in your goodness my badness is a losing conquest I regret the day I chose this damning quest I know now, my Love Maker, your way is best and your Love is certainly strongest What a price I have to pay I feel now there is no other way I'm old I'm cold I am no longer bold and yet I see you perfected I see you refined as pure gold losing not a single bit of your mighty hold what a better lesson indeed, what a greater tale your Love has told
My memory holds strongly as does my vivid recollection of what was once our very, very special connection, mmmm and now from you my separation has caused me this eternal damnation I made a wicked, wicked choice to be Satan I wonder if it's ever possible to hear again your Loving voice to sit with you in peaceful joy and gladly rejoice my sins are way too many to ever again see you in paradise I can effect no goodness everything I do causes only sadness I wish I could die and from me relieve all this bitter madness."
With that a sudden launch was landed on firmly planted feet and without even looking my way took a hasty retreat!
A broken and confounded being who in its own words claims to be the wickedest one but in whose memory still lingers a better plan one in whose conscience it could not be destroyed therein still is therein still remains a better plan And what is most amazing is that today greed and wickedness are realizing that Love is the one and only true happening everything else is a worthless way of living
Today, I overheard the devil's prayer I witnessed the lost and broken spirit of someone like every one of us, a sinner strayed away from Love into these alien beings we evolve now being a stranger to our true nature we drift farther, and farther and farther from all that really does matter our balancing Center, our True and Loving Love Maker.
But I also felt the victory that goodness has won Badness today surrendered to a mighty and righteous weapon Today, Love stands strong Almightily, powerfully strong
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