G-d is as real as it gets.
G-d is always there and he may stay far from you until you show him you can be contrite and completely repentant.
Psalms 142:8 Free me from prison so that I may praise your name. The Prison Marker: Where you come to visit the writing on the prison walls.
Monday, July 2, 2012
Ex Caliber the sun shine state
I loved Florida but I will never likely go back
I loved the sun, but the gun to my head was not quite that great
The fascist way of working for nothing was not quite for me
I never want you to be over my knee
I loved the sun, but the gun to my head was not quite that great
The fascist way of working for nothing was not quite for me
I never want you to be over my knee
Done to you never to your friend
Codes are multiplicative
Words are legible
Wands reveal poetry
Minds are always for harvest.
Words are legible
Wands reveal poetry
Minds are always for harvest.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Pickles in heaven
There is a pickle in heaven
Its close to the world above
It looks like a peanut
Yet it thrives on the live
It is a big silly thing
It never gets spent
It looks like a walrus
And it smiles and pays rent
Its close to the world above
It looks like a peanut
Yet it thrives on the live
It is a big silly thing
It never gets spent
It looks like a walrus
And it smiles and pays rent
Biting the bullet
Nice days remain nice days
Winning in chess is always fun
Working on the railroad is tough but terrible
The children deserve a better way of life
Winning in chess is always fun
Working on the railroad is tough but terrible
The children deserve a better way of life
Friday, May 18, 2012
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Marked in time
Time stands alone
Yet terror beaks intermittently throughout the day
We take up our 2nd Amendment rights
And hope that they will see the light
But of course, it is our own disguise
That really evaporates our eyes
And lasts the day until we see
That tomorrow can not be won
With a lone armed gun
Yet terror beaks intermittently throughout the day
We take up our 2nd Amendment rights
And hope that they will see the light
But of course, it is our own disguise
That really evaporates our eyes
And lasts the day until we see
That tomorrow can not be won
With a lone armed gun
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