Saturday, December 31, 2016


I do dimly perceive that while everything around me is ever-changing, ever-dying there is, underlying all that change, a living power that is changeless, that holds all together, that creates, dissolves, and recreates. That informing power or spirit is God, and since nothing else that I see merely through the senses can or will persist, He alone is.

And is this power benevolent or malevolent?
I see it as purely benevolent.

For I can see, that in the midst of death, Life persists, in the midst of untruth, Truth persists, in the midst of darkness, Light persists.

Hence I gather, that God is Life, Truth, Light, He is Love.
He is the supreme good.

But He is no god who merely satisfies the intellect, if He ever does. God to be God must rule the heart and transform it. He must express Himself in every smallest act of His votary. It is proved not by extraneous evidence, but in the transformed conduct and character. It is proved not by extraneous evidence, but in the transformed conduct and character of those who have felt the real presence of God within.

To reject this evidence is to deny oneself. This realization is preceded by an immovable faith. He who would, in his own person, test the fact of God’s presence can do so by a living faith, and since faith itself cannot be proved by extraneous evidence, the safest course is to believe in… the law of Truth and Love.

Exercise of faith will be the safest where there is a clear determination summarily to reject all that is contrary to Truth and Love.

I confess that I have no argument to convince through reason, faith transcends reason.

All that I can advise is not to attempt the impossible.

Mahatma Gandhi

Sunday, October 30, 2016


"Death's Great Black Wing Scrapes The Air"

We shout up at the sky
Until our mouths are bloody and dry
Screaming out at a god that seems to be blind
To the suffering of us here below; those pushed aside
Look around and witness the weight of this darkness
I can assure you that ignorance is not bliss
And simply because we've adorned our eyes with such arrogance
Does not mean the unspeakable will cease
Wicked men hoarding necessities
While their fellow men die of sickness and disease

Our children are still starving
Doubled over in pain from the grumbling
Dying loved ones whither and fade
The person we knew stripped away
(All we love will fade
All we love is stripped away)
Men killing their dearest in a fit of rage
Instead of putting the past behind, turning a new page
Mothers drown their baby's in their sleep
As a reprieve cause they don't know the next time they'll eat

We still defile and abuse the innocent
Like items to be sold or owned
Slavery and prostitution is no place for a nine year old

So rage, cry out at the angry sky
Let the emotion fall from your eyes
I tell you the truth
YHWH rages with you
He hears your frantic pleas
Believe me when I say, "He is not some distant thing!"
If you're quiet for awhile, you might just hear Him breathe
He's stood at the bedside of the lowly
Shoulders heaving, His head in His hands
Grieving with a Father's heart, come to retrieve another wayward lamb
It's up to us to hold each others' dignity
Recognize we've chosen the wrong enemy
Hate, ignorance, and inhumanity are what we should be battling
Now's the time for knowledge
Now's the time for Truth
Humanity has already suffered so much abuse
We must take responsibility, and do away with apathy
Unlearn society's teachings
To be blind and selfish
Because what you must learn
Is that the problem is us

From “Being as an Ocean.”

Saturday, April 30, 2016


 
 
I've been wrong more than I've  been right. Fooling myself, painted with pride.
Angels of death, darkness and light. Kissing my forehead. Beautifully tasted their
dreams - sown shut my eyes. What do you want from me? Mongrels and goats,
they were the golden hooks in my nose. Fall on my knees. Lift up my face. No longer
deny. Wonderful grace. You made me cry - with one drop of blood. What do you
want from me? You took my hate. Replaced it with love. You took the coal that
healing my tongue. You took my death, replaced it with life. You drove out the horrors
that possessed my mind. You showed my peace when I had none. Shown me forgiveness,
forgot what I'd done. You gave me the sky. You gave me the sea. Take what you want
from me.
IA CA VREI
by Leper
Otto Jensen & Skot Shaw