The Shepherd of all the hills and plains.

To the herd he is their master – having procured their devotion.

In the midst of hungry wolves the Lord is steadfast and ready.

Ready to pluck his beloved sheep out of the mouth of the enemy,

leading them to safety.

With his voice he can move mountains.

Declaring that he is the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

The destiny of each faithful sheep lies in his hands,

the mighty hands of the Shepherd.

His love and protection he willingly gives to those that follow him.

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Like soft fingers on our skin it is
Sensation only soft falling rain can bring
Our mouths wide open too to drink it in
This is the glory of a rainy summer’s eve

I reach now to your well washed body
Adding ten more soft fingers on your skin
I see you shudder in delight as I touch you
Breasts and nipples lifted upward proud

Now rain is nice for certain things
It has clearly set a most erotic tone
You have rolled now into my waiting arms
Our lips have met in most tender kiss

When younger we’d have stayed right there
And made passionate love in that warm rain
But now the warm and dry inside appeals more
So, smiling, hand in hand, that’s where we go

With soft towels we dry each other’s bodies
Hands now quite experienced at that task
Adding still more to our mutual excitement
But we know too there is no need to rush

Though summer still I have lit a fire
And stacked pillows in places tried before
We sip brandy as we speak our words of love
We will make love when the proper time has come

I used these words:  Delighted, rediscover, past love, private collection, targeted, rose, one-shoulder dress, silk, luxurious, diamond earrings, even complexion, brighten, clarity, lasting hold, smoother, softer, the first time, perfection.

And with those words I made it into a story like This:

“Delighted to rediscover a past love from my private collection, I targeted the woman wearing the rose one-shoulder silk dress, luxurious diamond earrings, with even complexion.  She brightened up the room.  With clarity in what I wanted at that moment, I embraced her intensely in what seemed like a forever-lasting hold, her skin softer and smoother than the first time we sat close to each other while experiencing the perfection of a sunrise.”

I hope you liked it.

                                                         Fear, thou art a diabolical threat.

                                                 You have captured me in your devious net.

                                                 Playing games with my mind, always on cue.

                                                Causing me to believe – that which is untrue.

                                                          Afraid to live and afraid to die.

                                                       Please dear Lord I need you nigh.

                                              Calm my sufferings that plague me each day.

                                                Teach me vices to keep the enemy at bay.

                                                   By the grace of God I will pull through,

                                  And know the difference between that which is and is not true.

                                                     Freedom from fear is what I dream.

                                                 God has defeated it and rules supreme.

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            Fresh air, calm atmosphere

            Green scenery everywhere

            Coffee bushes, fig trees, mango trees

            Loamy soil, healthy crop

            Soothing to the soul

            Refreshing and relaxing

            Life simple and unassuming

            Cows, goats, chicken—wealth

            Cow- dung thatched huts

            Tin roofed mud houses

            Modern brick and stone houses

            Co-existing in peace and harmony

            Wisdom of the elderly respected

            Talk on family, weather, crop, treasured

            Valuing and reaching out for their own  

            Children happily, barefoot they play

            Honoring God in all they do

            One people, one spirit!

The abyss, a canyon of death and doom,
Where not even a flower blooms.

The abyss, a crevice of blood and bones,
The people below with deep, murderous tones.

The abyss, a portal of scares and fright,
Nightmares come true where there is no light.

The abyss, a fissure of fights and war,
A sight of misty darkness with no laws.

Now my zombies are in the woods,
Now my zombies are eating,
Now my zombies are in the forest,
Now my zombies are feasting.

From the chewy labs and coats,
From the tentacled and the men in black,
Out of the twists and turns and machines,
Now out we walk, now to the queen we talk.

One alone within the gates, past the red and hat,
Let alone the one hundred and forty two,
That continue to storm,
Now my queen, no, I am king.

Now I end my ode to the groans,
Now I end my conquest… here.
See you in the next, Tokyo, Rome, or another,
Now I am lord, but only here, for now.

I’ve managed to remain sane.

The darkness remains pleasant, more so than I thought.

Soon realizing, it’s the pain which I sought.

Inside it’s been burnt, burdened, and betrayed.

This is what I’ve become, and how far I’ve strayed.

Whats that grey and black thing in the sky?
Thats passing by?
I Wonder why?
Why, Its a racoon! Oh Jeez!
Theres A Giant Pumkin pie!
Mom Was Right!

When Racoons Fly, Pie Will take over the World!!

SAVE ME!!!!!!!

*Flying Racoons Leaps On Face*