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Sep 2017 · 633
The Eyes of Love
SøułSurvivør Sep 2017
_     _
<●>  <●>

When looking in a lover's eyes,
All are foolish, none are wise
None can hide, there's no disguise
No room for sophestry or lies

The iris is a limpid pool
Making Eros loose his cool
Cupid launches ships of fools
The pupil grows dark and full

We fit, baby, hand in glove
There's no hiding
The Eyes of love


The apple of the eye is dark
Cupid's arrow meets it's mark
Morning light can be so stark
When nightingale becomes the lark

We know that sanity is over
When we stop running for cover
Let the rain fall! Four leaf clover
All the world loves a lover!

Our amour is from above
There's no hiding
The eyes of love




SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/2017
AWOL again for a while.
Been busy, but I really do
Love all of you!

<♡>  <♡>
SøułSurvivør Sep 2017
little pills
to cure your ills
prescription fills
the bottle spills...

not to be catty
you're being bratty
rolling a fatty
and getting chatty...

you are crunchy
getting the munchies
getting chunky
like a monkey!

how's your wallet?
workaholic?
did i call it?

get the gold
you were once bold
now you're old...

don't get huffed
but
have you enough

STUFF???

losing vision
reclined position

TELEVISION

always scheming
never doing
you're pretty boring
there daydreaming...

see her bopping
'til she's dropping
out there shopping

the door is shutting
you're alone
to the bone
while you're cutting

what's YOUR thing?
will it bring
you
everything?

it's SO nice!
any vice
will entice

TAKE MY ADVICE!

don't be idle!
take the BRIDLE!

IT'S AN IDOL!

there's an award
when you've scored
with the LORD!

don't applaud.
we're all sod

HE IS GOD!


SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/2017
I've been writing... in my imagination. I have been (austensibly) writing a novel. I've been "working" on Star Child. But it turned out to be a daydreaming ADDICTION. I just talked to another lady today Who has the EXACT SAME THING! As a Christian she advised me strongly against it. Because it steals something very precious... TIME. I've been spending HOURS doing this. DAYS. WEEKS! On something that in the final analysis won't get me anywhere godly! So I've stopped. You're going to see more of me now. Sorry I've been AWOL so long! I really appreciate and love you all!

<♡>
Sep 2017 · 3.4k
none of us have wings
SøułSurvivør Sep 2017
^¡^

little girl gets angry
hits a boy at school
sent home by the principle
'cos she broke the rules
this was most unfortunate
with liquor on his breath
her father pulled his belt out
and beat her half to death

none of us have halos
none of us have wings
none of us are "there" yet
as the choir sings
our minds are set on stupid
we think of earthly things
no, none of us have halos
none of us have wings


Johnny, feeling hurt inside,
takes his tournequet
pours his lady snow out
to fix himself a hit
he didn't know how strong it was
that it could do him harm
he dies in a public bathroom
with a needle in his arm

[CHORUS]

dad has had a kind of lapse
he had an affair
mom just up and left him
divorced him then and there
now his little girl has bruises
'cos of liquor in his head
due to a wife who left him
his son, Johnny, is dead


have you graduated?
with a high degree
in personal perfection?
if not, then let it be
I don't claim to be flying
as my transgression clings
'cos none of have halos

none of us have wings



SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/12/2017
As some may know I'm in a bit of a tussle. I don't hold my detractor ill-will. I'd just like to make the obvious statement.

NOBODY'S PERFECT!

I'm willing to let bygones be bygones.
I was wrong in some respects, too.

I apologize for not reading much. I'm actually studying some scripture, so I'm limited as to what I read.

I'll be back reading soon.

♡L♡O♡V♡E  Y♡O♡U  A♡L♡L♡
Sep 2017 · 1.3k
The litmus test of love...
SøułSurvivør Sep 2017
... is loving in the face of

TOTAL REJECTION.


SøułSurvivør
9/10/2017
It has come to my attention that a negative post was written about me. I haven't read it, because i know of its nature, and know it to be untrue. I hold the author no I'll will. I hope he can find some peace.

♡ Catherine

"Let love be without hypocrisy. Abhor what is evil. Cling to what is good. Be kindly affectionate to one another with brotherly love, in honor giving preference to one another; not lagging in diligence, fervent in spirit, serving the Lord; rejoicing in hope, patient in tribulation, continuing steadfastly in prayer; distributing to the needs of the saints, given to hospitality.

Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse. Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep. Be of the same mind toward one another. Do not set your mind on high things, but associate with the humble. Do not be wise in your own opinion.

Repay no one evil for evil. Have regard for good things in the sight of all men. If it is possible, as much as depends on you, live peaceably with all men. Beloved, do not avenge yourselves, but rather give place to wrath; for it is written, "Vengeance is Mine, I will repay," says the Lord.

Therefore,
"If your enemy is hungry,  feed him;
If he is thirsty, give him a drink;
For in so doing you will heap coals
     of fire on his head."

Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good."

Romans 12:9-21
Sep 2017 · 673
Elul
SøułSurvivør Sep 2017
"I am my Beloved's
and my Beloved is mine."

Song of Songs 6:3

I repent, my Beloved!
I sing you my song,
I've chased after idols
I've been grievously wrong!
You are my anchor
I'm weak, and You're strong.

I feel Your sorrow
I sense your great pain
I've chased all things golden
Again and again!
I need Your forgiveness
To remove my sin's stain.

I've tested your patience
I've wrestled with You
I've been furiously angry
Due to what I've been through
But You've been so faithful
You're tried and You're

TRUE

During this time
Of the Hebrew Elul
This time of repentance
This time of renewal
I give you my heart
And I give you my

SOUL

My dearly Beloved
My Lover, my Friend
My Bridegroom, My Brother,
This promise I send,
I will ever love you

World without end.*


SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/9/2017
"One thing I ask of the Lord,
This is what I seek:
That i may dwell in the
House of the LORD
all the days of my life,
to gaze upon the beauty
of the LORD
and to seek Him in His temple."

Psalm 27:4

The Hebrew letters used to indicate Elul can also be an acronym for
"I am my Beloved's and my Beloved is mine'

I've been wrestling with the Lord. And I started doing this around the time of the eclipse. It is more than a coincidence I believe that the eclipse happened just before the time of Elul. I ended up repenting totally for having questions about God's path for me in the past. I believe God is preparing me for something. I don't know what it is. But I have completely quit smoking, and have almost entirely cut out sugar from my diet. I'm being prompted to many other things of a profoundly personal spiritual nature. I believe this time of Elul also brings us back to our first love for the Lord. It certainly did that for me. I love Jesus with all my heart. Yeshua. Lover of My Soul.


A big thank you also to lovejunkie for mentioning the time of elul to me. Along with Alyssa Underwood (who i thank from the bottom of my heart) we were able to connect the dots and discover how God Supernaturally ordained my own personal Elul
Sep 2017 · 1.8k
The Gospel Way
SøułSurvivør Sep 2017
"The Gospel says you are more sinful and flawed than you ever dared believe, but more accepted and loved than you ever dared hope."*

Timothy Keller



"A simple mind"
Or some would say
To believe God
The Gospel way.

To think of Christ's
Redeeming blood
As "fairy tale"?
Or healing flood?

I knew it not
While in my youth
Oh! How I wish
I'd known the TRUTH!

I was in darkness,
I'll attest,
My father is
An atheist.

But I was rescued!
I received!
I heard the Gospel
And BELIEVED!

I know there's naught
That can be said
To those who God
Has left for dead.

How deep depraved
And sure of death
Are those who sin
Unto last breath

How blessed are those
Who seek His face
For tho they've sinned
They're saved by Grace.

He freely held
His hand to give
He freely died
That YOU might LIVE.

That you receive
Is what I pray,
Then you will know

The Gospel Way.


SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/7/2017
"For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and all are justified freely by His grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus." Romans 3:23,24

"For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son that whosoever should believe in him would not perish but have everlasting life." John 3:16

The gospel is simply this. Jesus was born of the ******. He had no sin. He committed no sin during his life. Therefore he was perfect in every way. The only person who could be sacrificed, and whose blood could cover our sins. The only way he could live a sinless life was because He is God himself. He was brutally beaten and crucified. For, in order for our sins to be covered, there had to be the shedding of blood. But not just any blood... Perfect blood.Then his body was *buried* (like a SEED). THEN RESURRECTED TO NEW LIFE! Jesus did this freely. As a gift to you... Eternal life through his sacrifice. And Father God gave us His Son. If you believe that he did this for you, if you believe the above scripture with your whole heart, then you are among the elect. You are justified by faith. Father God no longer sees your sin, only Jesus's shed blood that covers it. It sounds simple... Because it is. For God uses the foolish things of the world to confound the wise.

I'm not on site very much these days. I'm studying and serving God in other ways. But I want you to know you are all in my prayers. I think of you often even though I am not here. I want you to know that.

BLESSINGS!
♡♡♡ Catherine
Sep 2017 · 1.1k
You reflect what you WORSHIP
SøułSurvivør Sep 2017
Hello my friends
What do you love?
Crave? Adore?
Put above
Every motive
Every act...
You are hooked
And that's a fact!

Albert Adler wrote of this
What's YOUR bag?
What's your bliss?

POWER
ACCEPTANCE
COMFORT
CONTROL


You have a master... play a role.

If power is your greatest joy
You love your money.
Love your toys,
Then be ye girl
Or be ye boy,
You'll find that what
you most enjoy
Has the power
to DESTROY!

If acceptance is
What drives your ink,
You're all about
What people think,
You give ALL
(including kitchen sink)
If a bad comment
Makes you drink...

You may need to
Change your link!


Here's a thought
May hit the bone
Take you out o' your
"comfort zone"
You are out here all alone
'Til you believe
That Christ atoned!

Want to hold on to your fate?
Have a fear that won't abate?
It's not yet over... not too late!
You can achieve a blissful state!

This IS the TRUTH
Which I have found.
And, folks, I searched
ALL AROUND!
Until my feet hit Holy Ground
Now the GOSPEL
Is what I pound...

AND DON'T IT MAKE
A LOVELY SOUND!


You are all engaged
In a powerful thing.
It is WORSHIP!
How do YOU sing?

What you do is your own style.
But if it's your master,
Can you smile?

I'm profoundly glad

That mine's WORTHWHILE!

I move slow, sometimes plod,
Most people find me very odd
But the One I most applaud

Is a kind and loving

GOD
.



SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/4/2017
I've been taking a "God vacation". Filling my spiritual gas tank, so to speak. My go-cart was sputtering badly! I was worshiping at the feet of the "people's acceptance idol". I needed to sever ties with ALL social media. I feel stronger than I've felt in some time.  My problems are still alive and well. But I'm dealing with them like they're a blessing sent from heaven to make me stronger. And I'm OVERCOMING! I'm partnering with Jesus Christ for the outcomes! It's WORKING!

Since I've been worshiping God alone He has enabled me to:

1) Quit smoking - WITHOUT WITHDRAWALS!

2) Quit eating sugar - NO WITHDRAWALS!

3) Embark on a body-cleanse. No meat. Only green leafy vegetables and a soup called "Bealer Broth". Later I will introduce fruits. But I want to get RID of Candida overgrowth. I suggest you ALL look this up. It is a stone KILLER!

Thanks for understanding why I haven't been on site. I really appreciate your support. But I can't let it CONTROL ME. GOD IS THE ONLY ONE WHO'S QUALIFIED TO DO THAT.

It's 1:00am & I've had a long day...
I'll talk to you tomorrow...

♡♡ YOU ARE IN MY PRAYERS! ♡♡
Sep 2017 · 3.5k
I'm willing to DIE FOR YOU.
SøułSurvivør Sep 2017
The Gospel. Not an easy message to state or hear. Who wants to repent? Hardly anyone these days. Who wants to believe in a God who many believe irrelevant to modern life? Hmmm?

A God who preordained a Messiah who tells people they must DIE TO LIVE. Well. That's the message. Luke 14. Look it up. Jesus has attracted thousands of followers. He turns to them and says YOU must hate your mom, dad, sis, bro... everyone! YOU MUST DIE TO THIS WORLD TO LIVE!
They must pick up their cross and follow him. Thousands left. All who remained were twelve men. Jesus asked if THEY also wanted to go. They said, NO. You alone hold eternal life.

Folks, I LOVE YOU. So i am simply going to say this...

REPENT. BELIEVE. TRUST.

That's all God asks. He wants to reconcile you, A SINNER, to Himself. YOU ALL ARE NOT RIGHTEOUS. Only Jesus, who was born of a ******, NEVER SINNED IN HIS LIFE, preached the Good News of the Kingdom so boldly he infuriated a lot of self- righteous people, was brutally beaten, then crucified, DEAD. BURIED. ROSE AGAIN ON THE THIRD DAY TO A NEW LIFE. He CAN take your place as sinful flesh, so YOU can GAIN HIS RIGHTEOUSNESS. Only then can you be reconciled to a Righteous God.

I'm saying all this because

I LOVE YOU.

I just died today. Care to join me?

♡ Catherine
Google "The Sermon That Shocked Everyone! UNFORGETTABLE ENDING!"

Christ is NOT IRRELEVANT. He is as alive today as He ever was... it's Christians who are in love with the world who are irrelevant. I was one. Forgive me! I did you all NO FAVORS.

WARNING. ALL YOU WILL READ ON THIS SITE FROM NOW ON IS THE TRUTH OF THE GOSPEL. If this offends you OH, WELL. I'm NOT apologizing. If you don't like it don't read.

Why? Because I'm dying for YOU. That i may live with Christ.

Over. Out.
Aug 2017 · 1.7k
The Mill
SøułSurvivør Aug 2017
"Though the mills
Of God grind slowly;
Yet they grind exceeding small;
Though with patience
He stands waiting,
With exactness grinds He all."

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.

The Mill

The grueling weight
of happenstance,
A millstone for to grind,
It deflates the ego
And shows us
Where we're blind,
It renders flesh a ruin
Obliterates the mind,
We leave our idols desolate
Leave the ties that bind.

Under painful hardship
We release the very things
Which put us in the circumstance
And caused the suffering
We leave behind our craving
For wealth and diamond rings
Everything exalted
All exalted above God...

That means
EVERYTHING

Whatever you adore
On this temporal earth
Whatever gives you pleasure
In which you find worth

These very things will shackle you!
You'll find out they're not free.
They are just the Golden Calf
Of base idolatry.

But the millstone slowly purges
Turning hour by hour
Turning the wheat kernels
Into useful flour.

And so I am refined
As I surely must
Put to naught my flesh
Make powder all my lusts
For I am as ashes

for I am as dust.*


SS  (C) 8/23/2017
I have troubles right now. God is putting me through the mill. I'm now almost completely bedridden. My father is in great pain and suffering. My mom is extremely upset due to all this. The entire family is in turmoil. We are ALL affected.

I'm not saying my problems are any worse than yours. We each have a cross to bear. It's simply how we HANDLE IT that matters! Are we going to get bitter? Or BETTER?!!!

I've been feeling very sorry for myself. And, due to my reaction to the stress, I hurt a friend. I can't tell you how badly this shook me! I (self-righteously) thought I was far beyond this sort of behavior! But the pressure grinds & shows us our idols & faults. I've decided to let go of a LOT of besetting iniquity. And it's HARD.

I haven't been on site much. I just want to pray and read my Bible. Study. This will help me heal. Please forgive my absence. I appreciate your support and understanding. I include all of you in my prayers...


♡ Catherine
Aug 2017 · 742
fish
SøułSurvivør Aug 2017
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<)))<  <)))<  <)))<  <)))<

being
different
means
going
against
the school
being
free to
think
alone
though
you're
thought an
oddball fool
at least
your mind
isn't set
in stone!

for who is
foolish but
the ones
who follow
blindly
with the tide
for their end
has e'r begun
to withdraw
to run & hide

in the crowd
they are not seen
in the shelter
of conformist streams
but who of import
has ever been
who did not
stand out like a beam?

be a lighthouse!
not a candle
almost put out
and guttering
there is nothing
you can't handle

God will give you

*roots & wings!
Aug 2017 · 761
the big picture
SøułSurvivør Aug 2017
my
heart      
        is
a
scattered  
                 puzzle
     game

all              
       the
                   pieces
a
grey                
prison
                 wall

You
take                
              Your
tender    
                        brush
               and
paint
              each
     little
segment                
            bright
colors
I                  
can            
              only
see
after                
You've
                     turned
             them
over

You've
                  fitted
           them
together
with
such

LOVE!

no

ADORATION!

and
when
You're
done

                         fitting

me          

             together

I
see        
       my
heart
is
a

garden

of

YOUR

GLORY!



SøułSurvivør
(C) 8/19/2017
This poem came to me as I was reading tonight. I was thinking of puzzle pieces and how they are gray on the back. But God is always painting a picture of glory on the other side! And He's the only one who can fit the puzzle game together!

I am a slow reader, I realize. Thank you for being patient with me if I have not read a whole lot. I hate to skim poetry. It's like putting a piece of chocolate in your mouth and then spitting it out right away! I like to savor it! Thanks for understanding!

♡ Catherine
Aug 2017 · 3.2k
unloved & unlovable
SøułSurvivør Aug 2017
~~○♢○~~

there was once
a girl unnamed
ever doubted
ever shamed

untamed fire
high & wild
she was a haunted
white-hot child

a wayward waif
she had no guide
no way to hold
her rage inside

"you're a ***** little girl,
watch me as I wreck your world!"

bursting brain
as well as bubble
he brought her
a world of trouble
now unloved
unlovable


charcoal lily
ragged ****
neglected garden
a bad seed
never knowing
her great need

a prickly thistle
tried to hide
all the pain
she held inside

chorus

for years she went on
in this state
unloved, unwise
and reprobate
no turning back
it was too late

wild parties
dating thugs
drinking *****
doing drugs

chorus

But deep inside
the little-girl-lost
a seed of faith
grew at last
she grabbed a hold
and held on fast

then, when things
were at their worst
she began
to hunger ~ thirst!
because her God
had loved
her first!

"I've loved you, child.
I had a plan
long before the world began.

Please do not be sad or blue,
this destiny included YOU

you are SO important
to My story
you will bring Me such great
GLORY!

here below
in heav'n above
I'll show you how much


♡♡ YOU ARE LOVED ♡♡


the woman changed
she was set free

who's the woman?

she is

ME


SøułSurvivør
(C) 8/16/2017
I know I've been gone a while.
My phone has been giving me grief,
and I needed to use it for a telephone
prayer line I have with some friends.
But it's time I got back on site.

If you only KNEW how MUCH God loves you! How much *I* love you! You're in my prayers daily!

I'm going to revise my site a bit.
Only uplifting poetry about God and His creation will be featured here. I love ALL my followers, but i want to dedicate this site to JESUS. Thanks for understanding.

♡ Catherine

P.S. it's 3:10am, so please forgive any typos! Lol!
Aug 2017 · 1.2k
My situation...
SøułSurvivør Aug 2017
... is going from bad to worse -
and now
THINGS HAVE NEVER BEEN BETTER!


[15W]
SøułSurvivør
(C) 8/10/2017
It is a truism that the Christian Life is all upside down. What seem to be blessings are actually curses, and extraordinarily hard times are the most blessed.

When you bare up under extremely adverse conditions with grace, it is ONLY due to Jesus's Grace. Prayers get answered, but not ALWAYS for yourself.

My father is giving up. He doesn't want to fight anymore. I can't say I blame him. Anyone who knows my situation knows that my father is dying. I'm going to say it just like that because that is the reality. I'm very fortunate to have had my dad this long. He's 93 years old.

But when he goes there's a problem. I may not have a place to stay. I may have to go into a group home due to my disabilities. I knew this was coming for many years, also. But the reality of it is now hitting me. I won't be able to stay with my beloved mother. We will have to sell the house in order to afford to live anywhere. The upkeep on the house is just simply too expensive for even both my mother and I. Taxes alone in the area where I live are exorbitant. I live by the University of Arizona and property here is at a premium. So this house will not be where I'm living ever again. It's the house I grew up in, and I've called home since 1965.

I have more going on,  but I won't burden you with it. I just want to make this point. For all the things happening in my life which are adversities, I am more peaceful and joyful than at almost any other time in my life. Where does this come from?

JESUS.

HE IS keeping and sustaining me! Thank you all for bearing with me during the time of my absence. I want to be with my father as much as possible. And, obviously, I have many other things to do. I appreciate your understanding also that my phone is in disrepair. I can't afford to fix it at this point. But as soon as I am able I will be back out on the site with bells on!

♡♡♡ LOVE YOU ALL! ♡♡♡
SøułSurvivør Aug 2017
... and I must keep all my charge for phone calls. I'm getting a new charger soon, but until then I won't be able to be on site. I'm sure you can relate. Thank you for understanding, and I will see you soon!

♡ Catherine
Aug 2017 · 625
When...
SøułSurvivør Aug 2017
...you write the TRUTH
nobody wants to
READ IT.



SøułSurvivør
(C) 8/1/2017
Written with a sad heart at 2:45am.

Going to bed now.
SøułSurvivør Aug 2017
Based upon the old game show,
"To Tell The Truth"

Jesus Christ sat in the booth,
His face marred
Disfigured youth.
His clothing gone
His beard torn out
Thorns on his forehead
Long & stout
Victim of severe attack
Many stripes upon His back

When contestants asked,
"What did you do?"
He simply said,
"I died for you."

The second chair
Seated modern man
The people didn't understand.
He had short hair
But a long beard.
And his costume?
VERY* weird!
Wore suit and tie,
But had blue jeans
The yamaka
Was strange, it seems...

Contestants asked,
"What did you see?"
He replied,
"The cursed man's tree."

The next subject was
Stranger still!
He didn't fit
The "Jesus" bill!
He was dressed
From head to toe
In finest silk
Gold, purple, blue!
His jewels were
The RAREST ones
In a crown upon hair spun
Of wool like that
Of a lamb slain
And eyes of fire!
He seemed to REIGN!

The contestants asked,
"Why are YOU here?"
The King replied,

" 'CAUSE I'LL APPEAR!"

The game show host
Was nervous then
He knew the show
Was at an end

He said in a shaking voice,
"OK, folks. Make your choice!"

They all chose. The #1.
So they ALL seemed to have won!

The game show host
Was then abrupt...

"Will the REAL JESUS
PLEASE STAND UP!"


Yes, they ALL had won,
#1 stood, you see...

THEY ALL STOOD UP.

HE IS ALL THREE!


SøułSurvivør
(C) 8/1/2017
This poem has to be read.
So many people look at
Jesus as a white guy in
Flowing robes. Nothing is
Farther from the TRUTH!
He was JEWISH! He had
Swarthy skin and short hair!
Long curls on either side
Of his face. A full beard
And Yamaka.

DEAL WITH IT!

Sorry for the rant.

Love,
Catherine
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
There's no reason
To suffer loss.
Jesus died at such a cost.
Go to His feet
Upon the cross
Be refined.
Remove the dross.
Though by the waves
You're turned & tossed
It is horrendous
To be lost.

You endure and wonder why.
You suffer storms
And glowering skies
You see your loved ones
Leave & die.
You think you're free...
It's all a LIE
All the while
You weep & cry
Life is short
It's just a sigh...

Why have this hardship
All for naught?
Things aren't pointless
As you're taught!
Try to give this
Poem thought...

If you're born of God
You have a choice
Hear this message!
Hear my voice!
Forsake transgression
Every vice
You may want to
Read this twice.

We're beset by enemies
Who will do
Just as they please
We may burn
We may freeze
We may get sick
To cough & wheeze
We are beset
By some disease
But there's a mindset

And it FREES!

I'm talking now
To those elect
I hope it is
Of some effect
It will help in all respects!
Satan's power is inept!
You are GOD'S
And you are kept.

If you are His
You are His prize!
Don't listen to
All Satan's lies
Be circumspect
Be ye wise
Know God's power
Sanctifies

You will endure
All kinds of trials
Burning flames
High & wild!
God's not always
Soft & mild
He will chastise
A wayward child!

For that furnace
Burning flames
Burns the dross from
Those ashamed
This is no joke!
It's not a game!
You have God's calling...
BLESS HIS NAME!

He will heat you
Young or old
He will heat you
Weak or bold
He will refine you
Just like gold.


But there's a purpose
To the pain
To this fate we are constrained
So our love cannot be feigned!

But

He catches tears
Which fall like rain...


Of this fact you can be sure.
It will help you to endure.
He wants His Bride
To be pure.

When he sees
Your metal shine
Pure of body... Pure of mind
And to your mirror
He's inclined

He will see your
Beauty. Grace.
Because He'll see

HIS PERFECT FACE.



SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/31/2017
I have been doing a Bible study with a dear friend and sister in Christ. Because I have been enduring so many trials, we've been studying Romans 8. And many other scriptures, too many to mention here. But the study has been all about why Christians have to endure such suffering. This world, when it fell, became cursed. Everything changed. Adam had to work the soil by the sweat of his brow, and Eve had to give birth with much pain and hardship. The ground was cursed. Evil things came on to the world. And evil men and women. There is no avoidance of this fact. One must face it. But facing it with joy is a completely different thing. There is only one way to be joyful in this life while facing great hardship. God. The Father Son and the Holy Spirit. Jesus sent a comforter to help us through the agony of life. The Holy Spirit also bestows wisdom so we can sometimes avoid some of the pitfalls that may beset us.  The Holy Spirit knows all things. So you can have words of knowledge. I have experienced this. I've known things that there was no way I could have even extrapolated them. I don't know if there is this certain power that Satan can give people too. I imagine so since he can approximate everything God does. But there is a huge difference between divination and words of knowledge. Anyway, back to my point. The Holy Spirit also comforts. If you keep your eyes on God, Jesus, as you're going about your day, facing the struggles that you have head on, you will find that the tasks you have and all the insults to your Humanity will be unable to distress you. You will find patience in all things. And you will find joy and peace. if you lean on God and do everything unto Him, you will be much happier!

It's the difference between passing a kidney stone and birthing a baby. When your time of pain and sorrow is done, you have something to be joyous about! It's the difference between hard labor doing a senseless task and building a bridge. You have hope and joy of the other side of that construct! And what is the other side of the bridge for us believers? Heaven. And the Glorious Prospect of being with Jesus for all eternity. Having glorified bodies that will never get sick or be in pain. We will never grow old and we will never cry. What a glorious thing! but my favorite Prospect is Jesus. I can hardly wait for his return! I just don't want to be embarrassed about my service here on Earth. I want to hear him say,

"Well done good and faithful servant!"

Amen? ...AMEN!!!

I just want to thank everybody who's been reading me. The response to my poetry has been awesome! I thank you all!

I'm going to be reading tonight, God willing.
May He bless you all until then!
Jul 2017 · 501
Rattle & Hum
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
-:-

I can't hear the sound
For the beating of drums
It is finished
Before it's begun...

My mind is rattling
But my muse hums!


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/30/2017
For sunprincess' contest!

Can you tell me who wrote the song by this name? Don't Google it!
Jul 2017 · 505
If the moon stood still...
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
... would you then still stay?


10W
SøułSurvivør
7/30/2017
Rhetorical question. It would never happen. Ergo...

2:36 a.m. STILL up. Saw my dad today He wasn't happy at all. Then we got news he's getting a reading machine in his room. That made him glad... Thanks God! This is a first for his unit! They're bending over backwards to make him happy! :D
Jul 2017 · 600
dusty
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
~~~haiku X 3~~~

smudges of windswept trees
seem to blow away in darkness
the grey edges of night

alleyways form deep ruts
from rains larger than the drainage
and fill with talcum earth

everything is covered in
a film of tarnished silver
dusty flecks of moonrise


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/27/2017
They say life has its ups and downs. I wish mine wouldn't be like Thunder Mountain!

I will be on and off the site for several weeks. Things are such a roller coaster around here. Reading as much as I can...
Jul 2017 · 527
[GO(O)D NEWS!]^♡^~~
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
Answered prayer! God can change the hearts! And he is the Great Physician.

My dad is back in his rest home! They've released him from the hospital, a week before they said he would be out. He does NOT have to go to a nursing home where he would be housed like cordwood. We were very much afraid that he would be miserable. And he would have been. But he's back where he can garden. He has some plants growing in his room. He can do the things that he used to do! The doctors are astounded. They held out no hope of this happening. None of the administration seemed to want him to stay in his rest home. they said it would be too "dangerous" for him! I believe God worked on their hearts so they can see that his longevity is dependent on his activity. He's always been a very active, intellectual man. This will be a testimony to him of God's power. I think he was resigned to his fate. But he had so many people praying that he would be put back in to the home where he's staying now, and he knows it. He survived cancer due to the prayers of the Believers. Cancer free for 7 years! Now this! It's difficult to doubt anymore!

Thank you all for your prayers and good thoughts! You made a tangible difference and my father's life was in the balance. And you blessed me immeasurably. May you be blessed with the blessings that you have bestowed upon us!

☆♡☆♡☆ HALLELUJAH! ☆♡☆♡☆
I'm on the phone telling all my friends... I won't be on site tonight. But, Lord willing, I'll be back reading tomorrow ♡

LOVE YOU ALL!

♡ Catherine
Jul 2017 · 755
Please forgive me...
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
... for not being on site as much as I probably should be. Some of you may know I have been going through some very difficult times. I do not write about these to elicit sympathy. I only want understanding and compassion. Thank you for reading this entire post.

My father was recuperating well, but it's now flagging in his resolve to live. He has almost entirely lost his hearing. He's losing his eyesight. And now he cannot talk. He had to have a trach put in because his vocal cords were frozen and he couldn't breathe. He requires 24-hour care. He cannot return to the high-functioning home where he was staying before. He will now have to go into a nursing home.

It is very hard to witness this. He is a survivor of the battle of Okinawa. He is a survivor of stage 3 throat cancer. Chemotherapy and radiation treatment at the age of 85. He is now 92. I just don't know if he can survive this. I just need to remember he lived a long rich life.

The biggest problem I'm having is that I know my father is not prepared for eternity. He refuses to even discuss the concept of God. He's always been an Atheist. He is a chemist. A scientist. And he was hurt very badly by religion when he was growing up. I have sown seeds, though. Perhaps the Lord will come to him in a dream or vision. I just don't know...

No matter what happens I am prepared. It is just very difficult, and I cannot concentrate very well. Also I and spending a lot more time in my spiritual practices, so please forgive me if I'm not on the site as much as I could be. It does not mean I don't love you... there are people that are on this site who I pray for on a daily basis. I blanket this site with prayer. There are some who might not believe in the power of this, but I have seen miracles happen right here on this site. A young man was cured of malaria just a couple of weeks ago. Prayer is the most loving and powerful thing anyone can do for another person.
I DO IT FOR YOU ALL.

Thank you for reading.

♡ Catherine
A rose, they say, will have its thorn,
Which cannot harm nor ****,
It only serves to give its bloom
A scent that's sweeter still.

SøułSurvivør
(C) 12/23/2002

It's 1:30am. I must sleep. Goodnight! :)
Jul 2017 · 3.4k
Razors & Roses
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
Thirteen roses in a row
Red rain falls,
Don't you know
Down the window
Pain it goes
In the gutters
Through the nose
Where's the thunder
When it flows...?

(Chorus)
Wrapped around
The gauze that's stained
What difference snow?
The same as pain
When it melts
It's just rain.


Withered flowers.
Falling leaves.
It's a howling in the eaves
It's the cult the
Maimed believe
No one cares.
No one grieves.
Cover up.
Long jeans & sleeves.

Razors are a water slide
On track like
A carny ride
Over arms & over thighs
Release all
The pain inside

(Chorus)

It's an ocean
Where we sail
A coin that can be
Heads or tails
A lover's letter,
Or junk mail
A piece of garbage.
Holy grail.

(Chorus)


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/23/2017
This song I REALLY want to release. Cutting is a terrible epidemic in our young people. It has almost replaced street drugs as the scourge of youth...
Jul 2017 · 451
honey
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
♡  
  ○¡○
○¡○            
○¡○


nectar of the heart
draws the lover as a honeybee
he nestles happily


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/23/2017
1:25am

Goodnight!

Love you all!
Jul 2017 · 495
There you are...
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
You're looking out
Of private eyes
Wearing shades
In disguise
But your soul-talk
Never lies.

You hide in dresses
Garish red
You break your back
You break your bed
Can't you get it
Through your head?
One more shot
You may be dead.

Russian Roulette's
No game to play
It's all a gamble
As you say
Want to live
Another day?
If you die...
You'd better PRAY.

You strut the streets
You sail in yachts
Your jetsetter life
Is paid for. Bought.
You can go to Fiji
But your thoughts
Are still around
They can't be fought.

You drink & drug
To hide the scars
Wear long sleeves
For all the mars
A lowlife *****
A superstar
Wherever you go...

... there you are.


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/21/2017
No matter where you go or what you do you'll always face the enemy. YOU.

I know. I was an addict. But I died... in Christ. Now HE is in control. I still have to wrestle self. I still have troubles. But it's LIGHT-YEARS better than it was.

Thank you, GOD! ♡
Jul 2017 · 590
Tower of Love
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
|>
|
/\
/   \
/      \
¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤
in a time
of pain &
□sorrow□
□there is□
hope, there is a way
there's a place to go
in hardship□there's
a space for us today
Jesus stands as our¤
High Tower□He has
been there all along
□if you but ask He'll
let you enter□a fortress built
so high and strong □ on the □
mountain□in the valley□when
the pushing comes to shove□we
are safe forevermore□□□within
the Tower of Your Love/how can
we when troubles find us□keep
our hope□in patience wait?□
when all mortal strength has
left us□we will rest in walls
so great□help us, Lord, and
be our shelter□we'll find□□
□quiet in the storm □let the
sturdy Rock around us keep
us safe from all alarm□could
we ever find this peace? How
should we ever find this vale?
could we ever find this joy□□
□if the Tower won't prevail?
□may it ever be that we □□□
in faithfulness now tried and
true□□□find with gratitude so
deep□□the High Tower that is
You□ we will e'r find victory□
□□□the might that's sent from
heaven above□we'll stand□□□
within God's mighty Fortress

The High Tower of Your Love



SøułSurvivør
(C) 4/6/2013
This is something I wrote a while back. I just wanted to create concrete poetry from this particular piece. Thanks for reading!
Jul 2017 · 550
cage
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
we are all
in prisons
trapped in
shadow - light
we draw back
the blinds
to find
our bars of
neon night

faces in the window
garish grimace smiles
like baboons we posture
with sophistry & guile

a spurious show of bravery
empurpled & enraged
we choose our words
of bluster
and clang cups
on our

cage


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/19/2017
I saw the light from a latticework window shining on the ceiling of our porch. Hence the poem. Kinda dark, i know. But one never knows which way the muse will jump sometimes!

It's 2:30 and I HAVE to SLEEP!
goodnight all!
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
Here's something you don't see everyday. Although I've seen it a few times before on my street... A homeless man pulling a bicycle which is attached to the most astounding construct! Made of bicycle wheels and plastic webbing, chicken wire and aluminum piping, this huge mobile container for tin cans, and whatever this homeless individual can scrounge to resell, is almost the size of a garbage truck! And carries probably hundreds of pounds of aluminum cans.

In constant danger from cars and trucks, this is an outstanding testament to human ingenuity and dogged determination. The man marches on, stopping occasionally to take a container to dumpsters looking for cans. Whatever he can find.

I asked him if he needed something to eat or drink. He just smiled and shook his head. "I need to move on." And I realized he probably takes advantage of the nighttime to do his searching, as it is too hot during the day to do so. I smile and wave and wish him blessings.

If I ever feel like I am put upon in this life, I should feel ashamed. This man has shamed me utterly. I've invited him up to my porch in the past. Giving him food and drink. He is a believer. And I've never met a more cheerful brother in the Lord Jesus Christ! But he doesn't take any credit for his outstanding ingenuity and Drive. He gives the glory to God. I have tears in my eyes as I write this. He was also an addict and finds it very difficult to find a place to live due to his past. So he sleeps on the streets and does what he needs to do to survive. And survive he does!

I say a prayer for this stalwart. His name is Ben. Will you join me in my prayers (good thoughts)? I think he deserves them, don't you?

♡ Catherine
I haven't been on site because my father had a new procedure done. He is also in need of prayer, good thoughts. I come on occasionally to check my messages and do a little reading. But I honestly don't have a lot of time. Thanks for understanding.

GOD BLESS YOU ALL!
Jul 2017 · 1.2k
Pain...
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
... physical and emotional,
my constant companions,
cannot rival Jesus Christ
my eternal lover and

FRIEND


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/15/2017
Something I read tonight really disturbed me. And I feel it is necessary to explain why I am not on site as much as I'd like to be. I am reposting this on Twitter and Facebook also, as I have not been on those sites in many months. I have friends there I have almost literally abandoned, except in prayer.

I'm afraid to say I am in constant pain, my friends. I have severe arthritis in my knees and feet. My feet are literally deformed. And walking is extremely painful. I am not in a power chair. I don't want to go that route. I don't want to lose the use of my lower body entirely. I can't get surgery on either my knees or my feet because I have a problem with my weight which was brought on by medication I was given which I never needed.

I am also a targeted individual. I have been singled out by the Church of Scientology for extreme mental torture. They do this to certain people who are vocal against them. I am one. I was put in the mental health system because they wanted to discredit me. They have almost completely tarnished my name. And I have no recourse because I am labeled mentally ill.

I live in a house that should be condemned. The electrical system has not been fixed since the 1920s. It is a beautiful old house, but in great need of repair. I am constantly on guard for fire.

My father is in the hospital. He is in a deep depression because of his physical condition. He was always very active in his life. He is a Master Gardener but now cannot do the things he loves. He is completely deaf, and nearly blind. Now he cannot speak. He has a tracheostomy and a feeding tube in his stomach. He considers his life a living death. I don't know what to do for him except to pray.

Yes, I have many troubles. But I consider none of them a comparison to the glory I will experience when I get to heaven to be with Jesus. What he does for me even in this life is nothing short of miraculous. Even with all these troubles above I am joyous. I cannot do the things that I wish to do. I find it hard to follow my friends on the various sites mentioned above. And I do feel sorry for that. I have thought carefully about which site to follow. Because I love poetry and the poets on Hello Poetry, and they are my oldest friends, I have decided to stay here. I'm not able to read as much as I'd like, but that is no fault of theirs. I want to thank those who follow me through all this from the bottom of my heart. You bring me a great deal of Joy to my life.

My life is actually very full. I have friends who I talk to, and pray with, on the phone. Because I am essentially a shut in, this is very important. I can't go to church for the above reasons. Everywhere I go my name is being slandered by this nefarious cult. But my friends, who I've had for many years some of them, know that what is said about me to be lies. We talk and we pray for hours. I pray for all of you. Usually I would not mention my prayer life. It is something very personal to me, as it should be. but I just want you to know how much I love you all.

I say none of this for sympathy. That word is between s*** and syphilis in the dictionary. I simply say that Jesus Christ is literally saved my life. There is no way I could endure any of this if it weren't for Him. I sincerely hope that some of you can find the joy that I experience. It is only through great suffering that one finds this kind of happiness. Please read the Bible quote below. Thank you all for reading!

"Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal."

2 Corinthians 4:16-18
Jul 2017 · 548
It is trash...
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
... Barbara Rosen wrote music
on fish wrappings.


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/15/2017
This poem is a reaction to Wordvango's piece called "Garbage". It made me very sad. No poetry is worthless! Barbara Rosen was discovered when her music was discovered written upon paper used to wrap fish! I read this somewhere. A lesson for us all...
Jul 2017 · 1.4k
Guiding Star
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
^
<   ☆   >
\/

I'm a ship
Upon the ocean
Pressed and frought
On every side
I'm distracted
By emotion
Drawn and pulled
By every tide

I have beams
Splintered and broken
I have mainsails
Ripped and torn
Never hearing
Your words spoken
I am weakened
And forlorn

I've been put through
Greatest trials
Storms I've made
With my own hands
I have sailed
A million miles
And been beached
On shifting sands

Then, at last,
In desperation
I looked unto skies above
There a Star was
In position
It was God's
Redeeming Love!


For a while I
Followed closely
Where'er the light led
Then distracted
My own boasting
Turned my helm
Yes, turned my head

I could n'er have
Heard the singing
Of the Star
So sweet and high
For the siren song
Was clinging
To my ears and
To my eyes!

Then I saw them!
Rocks so jagged!
The benighted
Siren's realm!
I saw whirlpools
Waves so ragged!
And I fought to
Turn my helm!

There in fervent
Desperation
I sent up a tearful prayer!
That's when Grace
Became my bastion
I was rescued
Then and there!

Now I set my
Golden sextant
To the Star I know is True
I will follow
Never exit
The Guiding Light I found
In You


Though I have
My certain troubles
It's a better life by far!
I do not steer by Polaris
But by my own


MORNING STAR



SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/14/2017
Sung to the melody of the old hymn
"Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing"

I've been pressing in to God as never before. He has been showing me areas of my life that need immediate change. I've been obeying Him... finally. What we endure to bring about positive change is sometimes excruciating. But in the end it's easier. Certainly a better fate than crashing on the rocks! It's a narrow path through VERY stormy seas. But there's always a break in the clouds... where Jesus stands, arms wide open for any who have eyes to see.

THE MORNING STAR

♡♡♡ LOVE YOU ALL ♡♡♡
Jul 2017 · 1.9k
Thoughts...
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
... are like seeds.

They are meant to be scattered!


[10W]
SøułSurvivør
7/11/2017
Inspired be Oh Henry cried she

My thoughts are best scattered anyway...

I MUST go to bed! G'night all!
Jul 2017 · 566
Flowering Clouds
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
~~<♧>~~

First big summer storm
Clouds flowering, & sending
Out roots of white light

~~~

The hills glower, but
Lightning flashes show they
Actually smile wide

~~~

Fires which have hurt them
And displaced the animals
Put out in the rain



Haikus
SøułSurvivør
(C)7/11/2017
3:20am

Nightowl poetry.
Enjoying the storm!

Going to bed soon.
Jul 2017 · 732
for the freeing of the soul
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
~~<♢>~~

paper chosen
quill in hand
pondering or
obliging
a muse already
quick of wit
within the heart
residing
pen & paper have,
in written word,
set about
colliding

we write our mythology
we constillate the stars
we create our own legends
from nebulae afar
we sculpt our
classic statue
no storm can
ever mar

we color worlds with crayons
lavender and blue
or frame them
in computer screens
with pixels rainbow hues
nobody can tell us
our reality
ain't
TRUE!

we write
though indignation
we use pen as sword
against corrupt society
we can't fathom anymore
we call out politicians
and all elitist ******


~ lust & love ~

there are many muses
which can bring pain or bliss
but none as cruelly fickle
as the romance
of this
nor any as wondrous
as the beauty
of a
kiss


~ angst & despair ~


here is the morbid one
sowing her foul seeds
or she will spin her
silken threads
be careful of her deeds!
she sparkles like a
spider's web
is dressed in
widow's weeds


~ spirituality, religion & faith ~

there are vast multitudes
of hands which point us hence
and many roads to get there
and many an offense
I have found my trusted way
i sit not on a fence!
Jesus is my savior
and lives in
PRESENT TENSE!


~ nostalgia & the past ~


this muse is
made of metal
her jaws are red with rust
shadowed halls with paintings
and statues made of dust
or a pathway
through a garden
with fragrant blooms
in mist

but the greatest
muse of all
a friend to young or old
who makes us awed or timid
or bravehearted & bold
this one will always
help us
to get our story told
this muse is our great desire

for the freeing of the

SOUL



SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/7/2017
This is something I've had drafted for a while. Then my dad became ill, and i didn't publish it. Thought I'd finally post it. Hope you enjoy reading!

The last few days have been a joy with my father's miraculous recovery. Watching from his bedside I've seen him go from a pale yellow skeletal figure, struggling for his very breath, to a calm, peacefully resting man, off his respirator and all pain meds.
All the doctors & nurses are baffled & amazed! Just as they were when he was CURED OF CANCER.

WE PRAYED FOR HIM THEN, TOO.

Thanks to you all for being patient with me. But I'm sure you can understand or relate.

♡♡♡ GOD BLESS YOU! ♡♡♡
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
As some of you know, my father was in crisis yesterday (7/8/17). He went into the ER at the Veteran's Hospital here in Tucson Arizona at around 10AM with tremendously labored breathing. The doctors were afraid he'd had a recurrence of the throat cancer he'd had in 2010. They were pretty much convinced of it, and we were prepared for the worst... but my prayer warriors and I prayed for the BEST.

At around 2PM he had a tracheostomy. They found out it was NOT cancer, but frozen vocal chords that were causing the distress! They used only light anesthetics, and he pulled through with flying colors. Hallelujah!!!

Now what they must determine is what caused the vocal chords to freeze. He could have had a mild stroke. But other than his throat problems he's in excellent shape for a man of 92!

Thank you all who sent us good thoughts and prayers. Those who read, and everyone on Hello Poetry...

YOU ARE ALL AWESOME!!

AND SO IS JESUS!! THANK YOU LORD!!


♡ Catherine
I would have posted this earlier, but I've been on the phone with friends & family.
Jul 2017 · 490
Behind on reading...
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
~~~

The poet holds her pen
Overwhelmed by the backlog
She writes of other things


Senryu
SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/7/2017
I've been ******* with taking care of mom and my father's illness. I'm sorry. Frankly, I've been depressed, too. I have trouble reading. And now my backlog is overwhelming. i know I've lost readership. It's ok. I understand.

I love you all.
Jul 2017 · 583
Date With Ben & Jerry's
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
Sat down with
My date Ben
It was the full moon
We ate with   
His friend Jerry
I brought along
My spoon

They were both
So engaging
They really brought
A smile
I had the
Americone Dream!
We chatted for a while

We'd gone out for
Sea food...
But the place was closed
So we had some
Phish food
Ben nearly proposed!

We got back to
My apartment
To watch some late TV
I put on
The Tonight Dough
We were happy
As can be!

Upon finding out
Ben & Jerry
Liked "The Dead"
I put on Cherry Garcia
That tune stuck
In my head!

Yup! It was a hot date!
I loosened up my belt
After a few minutes
I could see
Both of those guys melt!

But they were just
Half Baked
They ran out on me!
Now I'm just a
Chunky Monkey

As lonely as can be!


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/7/2017
Ordered some Cherry Garcia tonight... my favorite flavor!
Jul 2017 · 839
Hardwood
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
|    
   ----()----       
        |            
        |            

Carpenter still had
Splinters in His hands while
Crucified to wood


Senryu
SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/7/2017
He was delivered over to death for our sins, and was raised to life for our justification.

Romans 4:25 NIV

For God so loved the world that he gave His only begotten son that all who believe on Him should not perish but have everlasting life.

John 3:16
Jul 2017 · 65
C - R - A - Z - Y !!!
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
Here I am
In your crazy ward
You've given me
The nut award
You keep me locked
You haven't heard?
I have a Sword...

It's called the WORD!

I've been chained
Yes, I've been bound
You've tethered me
To the ground
You smeared my
Good name all around
I've "lost my mind"?
NO! I'ts been FOUND!
You can't keep
The Faithful DOWN!

I'm C - R - A - Z - Y !!!
I don't fit in.
An aberration...

I'm C - R - A - Z - Y !!!
I don't belong
To any nation...

I'm C - R - A - Z - Y !!!
Won't play this
On your radio station...

I'm  C - R - A - Z - Y !!!
Guilty By association


According to some
It is a vice
To follow a man
Named Jesus Christ
But
He paid my debt
At such a price
I won't forget
His sacrifice

He healed the sick
The blind could see
Cleansed lepers
Set the captives free
He opened the door
To eternity
If belief in Him
Makes me cra-zee
Then lock me up
And throw the key!

[chorus]

Now, as then,
It's Satan's will
To use his cat's-paws
And his shills
Christ, crucified
On Golgotha's hill
He was shunned
And he was killed
But He ROSE!
HE'S LIVING STILL!


Our cities razed
In Satan's wake
All we've given
He just takes
Though I may burn
On his high stake
Though I cry, oh,
Though I shake
I won't end up
In the fiery lake

[chorus]


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/6/2017
I was once put in the mental hospital for "carrying my Bible everywhere and being a religious fanatic". I kid you not. They originally stated that I had been "walking around aimlessly in the sun with no food or water", but when I PROVED I'd been in church, and had food & water, they came up with the "religious fanatic" thing as their backup story.

Well, if following Jesus makes me crazy, then crown me with a tinfoil hat & hand me crayons!
Jul 2017 · 1.6k
WiFi Girl
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
I'm online, baby
I've sig(h)ned in
I've waited, honey
Where you been?

I've a LED-screen body
Icon lips
Silicon *******
Computer (c)hips

I'm your WiFi girl
I'm here to play
I'm your WiFi girl
I'll make your day
I'm your WiFi girl
You'd better pray
I'm your WiFi girl
Lead you astray


Watch me, baby
I'm just your type
I am lush and
I am ripe
Forget all the media hype

I can really turn you on
I was assembled
In Hong Kong
I will play you
Like a gong
Just click on me!
Just play along...

[chorus]

I will love you
Make you groan
I will iradiate your bones
I'm not YOURS
I'm just on loan
I'm not THERE.

You're all alone...

[chorus]


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/4/2017
Jul 2017 · 519
stellar traveler
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017


stars
are
lasers
performing
surgery
on the

flesh

of

time


[10W]
SøułSurvivør
7/3/2017
Einstein said that when something goes at the speed of light it goes backwards in time. When you look at a star you're looking at something that might not even be any more. Stars are all time going backward
Jul 2017 · 313
Matrix Moon
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
In a martini glass
Delineated by a constellation
The clouds are a gimlet
The moon a pearl onion
I am drunken with night

Nevertheless I am aware
I've attained a rare clarity
I perceive with a
Philosopher's acumen
My insanity LIGHT!

What we see is a series
Of X's and O's.
1's and 0's.
On it goes...

We are in The Matrix.
We are in a show.
Download the Rabbit hole...

... we are all *NEO.
I've seen reality *CHANGE!*
AND I WASN'T ON ACID!

Right after I was "Born Again"
(I hate that term as the crooked
Politicos use it) I opened my
Bible. THE WORDS ON THE PAGE
JUMPED OUT BEFORE MY EYES
And VIBRATED!

This is not the only time I've seen the matrix shift. There are LAYERS of it TOO. Dimensions. This is where the angels and demons reside. Sometimes the layers, like a film or a photographic image, OVERLAP. I'VE SEEN THIS. And HEARD IT.

Not everything can be seen or touched. But it's still REAL. I SAW/HEARD THESE THINGS STONE COLD SOBER.

IF THE UNIVERSE IS CHANGEABLE WHY NOT HAVE FAITH IT CAN BE CHANGED? That's when MIRACLES HAPPEN!

GOD CAN CHANGE THE MATRIX IF WE ONLY BELIEVE!
Jul 2017 · 281
edible sunset
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
raspberry sherbet
tangerine dream
on a silk of
light blue
whipping cream

edible sunset
lemon drop moon
how i wish
for a giant spoon!

but the mountains
steam with heat
so when the sunset
is complete

the piles boil
the clouds are stirred
and rendered

ashes of lavender


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/3/2017
I wish the air was as cooling as I've described the sunset at the outset of this poem! But it's too **** HOT!

Thanks for reading!
Jul 2017 · 14.5k
i
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
i
hold
my
breath
>¡<                  >¡<  
( >¡< )
             >¡<
>¡<             billions      >¡<      
of
butterflies
escape
my

ribcage


[10W]
SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/2/2017
inspire

from Latin

in - into
spirare - breathe

literally to breathe in
Jul 2017 · 288
dreaming
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
steam slides stealthy
through demarcated
deadzones

egress in earnest
evades erstwhile
ozone

firmament freedom
fulsome and flatulent

pedantic ponderings
perused by the petulant

Baroque to the Gothic
baleful buttress

hopefully honing
the hooks of
injustice

l sleep in the city
and dream looking
down

men muse in their
countries, and covet

a crown


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/2/2017
Jul 2017 · 241
highjumper
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
~~~

a high highjumper
stumbled over the curb flat!
zero points for that!


[senryu]
SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/2/2017
Haiku is 5/7/5
and is about the
natural world.

Senryu is 5/7/5
about human nature
and foibles. Especially
regarding their irony.

I looked them both up.
These are, of course,
classic rules. They are
broken by
American haiku/senryu

But the rules of
Haiku - natural world
Senryu - human nature
still apply. Just sayin'.

My father's much better.
They gave him antibiotics
so his fever is down & he's
not hallucinating as much.
Thanks to all who cared enough
to wish him well. Prayers and
good thoughts still appreciated!
Jul 2017 · 366
My father's ill...
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
I will not be on site much until he's better. I apologize, as so many people have responded to my poetry lately. I'm going to write a poem to thank everybody when this is all over. But for right now I must stay in deep prayer. He has pneumonia. They think he aspirated some food. He's 92 years old so this is very dangerous for him. He's also hallucinating severely. Please send good thoughts/prayers.

♡♡♡ THANK YOU! ♡♡♡

♡ Catherine
Jul 2017 · 1.3k
My Prayer
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
Reposted for a friend.

My Prayer

Oh, dear Lord,
Please give to me
The graciousness
Of an apple tree.
It shares its fruit
With all in need,
Regardless of their
Race or creed,
And spreads a
Dappled shade of gray
For weary travelers
On their way.

The courage of a badger,
O doughy soul!
You'd see a *BEAR

Running from his hole!
He has a faith
I do not know...
Without a Bible
To tell him so.


The conscience of
A growing pearl,
The greatest gift
In all the world.
It gets yet larger
With each day...
Although it has
No mouth to pray
.

The gentle acceptance
Of deep grass,
Which bends to allow
Your winds to pass,
Then stands again
With stately grace
To look once more
In Your sun's face.

The freedom of
A flock of birds,
For they have surely
Heard Your words.

The cheerfulness
Of a laughing brook,
Which will pass a
Boulder without a look!

The industry of
A little bee...
The good of his fellows
Is all he sees.

The patience of
Eroding wind,
It'll carve out beauty
In the end.

The humility of
A daisy flower,
It knows it's beauty
Will last but hours.

The love within
A mother bear.
To the end
She'll always care.

The resounding strength
Of a mountain range.
To these the centuries
Are not strange.

The wisdom of
An ocean deep,
Which will, forever,
Its secrets keep.

All these things,
I do believe,
My spirit will,
In time, receive.

It is Your will
I must accept,
As I do the kingdom

*YOU HAVE KEPT.
I haven't put my name to this because I don't know how much of this I actually wrote. I penned it in a treatment center in Willcox Arizona. I don't remember the exact date. It just flowed out of me. Nonstop.

I believe this little prayer changed my life. Because God is certainly trying to work all those things into my life. I have been through extreme hardships. Addicted to drugs and alcohol for many years. And targeted by the Church of Scientology for over 20 years. I am nowhere near where I would like to be spiritually. But I'm certainly light-years from where I was.

I reposted this for a friend. I hope it is an inspiration to her, and you, reader.

Please forgive me for not being on site as much as I'd like. My father is ill, so I won't be on site much in the next few days. Thanks for understanding!

♡ Catherine
Jun 2017 · 287
Dear friends ~~~^♡^
SøułSurvivør Jun 2017
I will be off site most of the day. Your overwhelming responses to my poetry have so touched my heart! But I don't know how I'm going to respond to them all today. God willing I will be on the site tonight and tomorrow to read again. But today I have responsibilities I must take care of.

Thank you for your understanding and patience! I will be in touch tonight!

Blessings!
♡ Catherine
Jun 2017 · 402
Dream on...
SøułSurvivør Jun 2017
I had a dream on
The tip of my tongue
That tasted very sweet
I took it off, like a CD
And put it on repeat...

It was like an old-time movie
Framed in black-and-white
A white-chocolate
Licorice drop
It played on
through the night

Then, all of a sudden
The cast of the show changed
Bogie & Bacall became
Something very strange!

They weren't exactly zombies
But they had changed!
Oh, no!
The dream was now
quite bitter
It was a horror show!

Yes! The leading lady
Was a POD PERSON! Man!
As she began her
Tell-tale scream
I took off... I RAN!

Next time you have
A pleasant dream
Remember that
they turn
Sometimes you can
Consume a thought
Which just gives you
heartburn!


Next time you taste
A sweet dream drop
And put it on repeat
Be sure you take
a grip-o-TUMS

'N BE CAREFUL
WHAT YOU EAT!



SøułSurvivør
(C) 6/29/2017
This idea just popped up
OUTA nowhere... LOL!

If you don't get the reference to "Invasion of the Body Snatchers" GET THAT MOVIE!  IT'S GREAT!
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