from the top of my head
Posted: November 30th, 2007, 9:03 pm
The top of my head is where I think
the times I spend too much time
no, never enough time
the way it was, before I knew
before i became who I am
always enough time
wherever the imagination takes
is where I could have been
run, take it, perception
always contained, never contained - why does it hurt
the things that anthropan tiene en corazon
concentrate, then focus, there is no distance
yadah Iesous - pero silhouettes of presence in physics
nearly absolute, less confusion. God is sovereign.
if the headache is so strong, and the pain so pricking
then it could stay, but no - it must go, evaporate, plasma-cooled
not enough time, why does it stay
when i want, it does not. when I don't, then it's there
places, the stage awaits, though no actors the paradigm is
becoming.
a dream? a vision? a sight? a sound? an understanding? a feeling?
electrical synapse? stimuli? conditional? secondary.
and then it ends, where it began
there's always time, even if perceived of none
God is real, transcending this physics, this material, this matter
His creation.
exceptions are not the way, only the truth. the truth of things that avail
wait and avail. patience, cautiously, and never there.
the spirits of prophets are subject to prophets
you have no excuse, everyone of you who passes judgment
Repent and turn away from your idols and turn your faces away from all your abominations
love of money, greed, pride, egocentricity
your source is God, not yourself. not your job, not your family
not the bible. your source is God.
interesting.
indeed.
and test Me now in this, those who fear the Lord and who esteem His name. “They will be Mine,” says the Lord of hosts.
YHWH Sabaoth, an army arrayed for fighting, can you see them? Lord help my unbelief.
you are personal to me, you are M’Kaddesh for me
the times I spend too much time
no, never enough time
the way it was, before I knew
before i became who I am
always enough time
wherever the imagination takes
is where I could have been
run, take it, perception
always contained, never contained - why does it hurt
the things that anthropan tiene en corazon
concentrate, then focus, there is no distance
yadah Iesous - pero silhouettes of presence in physics
nearly absolute, less confusion. God is sovereign.
if the headache is so strong, and the pain so pricking
then it could stay, but no - it must go, evaporate, plasma-cooled
not enough time, why does it stay
when i want, it does not. when I don't, then it's there
places, the stage awaits, though no actors the paradigm is
becoming.
a dream? a vision? a sight? a sound? an understanding? a feeling?
electrical synapse? stimuli? conditional? secondary.
and then it ends, where it began
there's always time, even if perceived of none
God is real, transcending this physics, this material, this matter
His creation.
exceptions are not the way, only the truth. the truth of things that avail
wait and avail. patience, cautiously, and never there.
the spirits of prophets are subject to prophets
you have no excuse, everyone of you who passes judgment
Repent and turn away from your idols and turn your faces away from all your abominations
love of money, greed, pride, egocentricity
your source is God, not yourself. not your job, not your family
not the bible. your source is God.
interesting.
indeed.
and test Me now in this, those who fear the Lord and who esteem His name. “They will be Mine,” says the Lord of hosts.
YHWH Sabaoth, an army arrayed for fighting, can you see them? Lord help my unbelief.
you are personal to me, you are M’Kaddesh for me
