The False Worshippers
The false worshippers,
Can be identified immediately.
With scriptures learned and Bibles intact...
After they've expressed their acknowledgement of God.
Although quick in their judgements passed.
And that done with acquired 'facts'.
Then share with any of them,
How great you feel.
Not one will offer their gladness for you.
But instead,
Will change the subject.
Especially if you have been scutinized,
By their sense of self righteousness.
And that will give you an immediate clue,
As to the kind of people they are.
It doesn't matter what you have gone through.
They want to perceive,
God sees them first as true believers.
And any happiness they receive,
Is through the wickedness of gossip.
With a vindictiveness they are not aware,
Truth reveals to make easy for others to see.
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If There's A God
If there's a God that God is for everybody and in every good person that God you will find
And if there's a God that God is not judgemental but understanding very wise and kind
The fundimentalists say that their God is a true God and those who pray to other Gods to false Gods pray
The true God than their God must be far kinder a far superior God in every way,
Some people who are spiritual as well as quite wise say there's only one God and that's the God within
And that God is ever kind and none judgemental and capable of forgiving even mortal sin
The God men wage war for is not a true God and many go to war in their God's name
A true God would not need them as worshippers war to a true God would be a thing of shame
If there's a God that God is a kind spirit and far greater than the God's we hear about
He even could embrace the non believers and give them the benefit of any doubt
The Gods we hear about they do seem cruel Gods so egotistical in their own way
An eye for an eye does seem for to appease them for everyone's life a true God respect would pay
And if there's a God that God is for all people unlike the God that humankind create
A God who believes on a fair go for all people and the only God we ought to celebrate.
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True Or False
either you become true
or you become false
if you are true
there is only pain
truth does not offer you
happiness
if you keep on hoping
no one comes
if you become false
a platter of joys is served
that is how they work here
falsity has rewards
truth's place is elsewhere
it can be eternal
but when is such a question
that demands a quick answer
truth does not guarantee
temporary solutions to your grief
falsities are here
and if you do not dance
you will be a wallflower
& i know you will not like it.
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Truth Resides Not In The World: Stream Of Consciousness
insight beyond opinion facts knowledge true or false is revealed
time corrective sometimes or by direct or indirect revelation from God... where is truth? Truth resides not in the world but with God. Only God knows reveals truth stripping away the mask the stage props falsehoods
of the world only when and as God sees fit. None have absolute insight...
into truth beyond the plans falsehoods manipulations of the present world system of greed and state government global manipulation of facts truth except when God reveals truth to any God may choose as God chooses
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Original draft stream of consciousness version of ‘Truth Resides Not In The World But With God’. March 13.3.2011 at 1: 12pm.
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Until They Research What They Hear
It doesn't matter to me,
What you now know...
And what you found out.
Am I to be impressed,
By your acknowledgement?
And the way you'd like that addressed?
Or the fact that your discovery,
Exposes your absence of respect...
We both know was never shown to me.
Are you expecting 'me' to change?
I am always going to think of you,
The way I've been thinking of you.
'How is that? '
Less!
Someone I've already identified,
As a pest to the human race.
But don't worry about it.
I keep things like that to myself.
That's why I am quite surprised,
That you would know anything about me at all.
Since the rumors I heard,
Had me quite appalled.
And the things you said I did with my mother?
Were never done.
Afterall...
Those comments you made about me,
And with others who were convinced they were true?
I've known of them myself for many years.
And I would never have an appreciation for you.
My sights are not on lowlife.
Well...
Congratulations on your discovery.
I hope we were able to share something...
That opened both of our eyes!
'There is nothing like hearing the truth,
Is there? '
Nothing like it.
But some folks don't realize that...
Until they research what they hear!
And then it takes time,
To put two and two together.
Doesn't it?
Enjoy your day!
Since you have no idea,
How much you have made mine.
And I thank you for that!
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Truth Resides Not In The World But With God
Insight beyond opinion
facts knowledge true
or false is revealed time
corrective realities
or direct or indirect
revelation from God?
Where is truth?
Truth resides
not in the world
but with God.
Only God knows
ultimate truth
reveals truth
stripping away
plywood mask
multiple layers
thin layers
compressed
glued together
at right angles
are laid layers
stage props
falsehoods
stripped away
world shadows
only time when
as divine God
sees deems fit.
None have absolute
insight into truth
beyond plans
falsehoods
manipulations
of plywood present
world system
of greed of state
government
global manipulation
of facts truth
except when God
reveals such truth
to any omnipotent
omnipresent
omnibenevolent
omniscient God
may choose.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Who Can Care About Friends?
Who really care about friends?
People care about their friends, some can change difficulty into a smile.
Some people can Understand you better than other. People will never gonna share your secret to other,
because they care about you. You are that kind of a jewel to some people,
people can give you all their love to hold.
People always near, when you need them, all you have to do is just call them.
People are always here to help you.
It doesn't matter what struggle you have, It doesn't matter where they are, it doesn't matter when,
when you need them just call them, for me, I was born just to be friends with people and other.
Just think that people are in your universe of obligation and you too.
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In Time...All Of It Will Be Corrected
You see me as a reflective representation,
Of my choice of environment.
And your judgements passed on me,
Through the use of your limitations...
Has led to your distorted beliefs,
And what you perceive...
My acquired abilities to be.
Unfortunately,
Your degree of ignorance...
Stands in your way not mine.
I had too many experiences,
In a limited period of time.
And I have learned by great teachers,
Who brought to my attention...
'Never be the one making attempts to impress.
Be the one to remember,
How and who has addressed you...
With a showing of their respect.
And the rest to you will be revealed.
And in time...
All of it will be corrected.'
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A Season For Sharing
This becomes a season to give, to all with whom we daily live,
And to friends, near and far, to show them how loved they are,
A special time for us to share, our heart showing them we care,
A sharing of our gifts and love, is what this season is made of.
A season souls are behooved, this as many hearts are moved,
To display a different attitude, when moved by a festive mood,
From a special feeling in the air, moving hearts to fondly share,
As hearts and minds conceive, their desire to give and receive.
There’s indeed another side, one from which many people hide,
Which is the very initial reason, why we today have this season,
Observing throughout this earth, every year a very special birth,
The very birth of Christ, our Lord, which by many goes ignored.
This Season that many celebrate, stirs in some a sense of hate,
In hearts where there’s no place, for our Lord’s Love and Grace.
This isn’t true for those of us, who have, in Christ put their trust,
All Believers as the Saviors bride, share His Truth stored inside.
All Truth we’ve stored in our heart, we’re sent by Christ to impart,
The fuller sense, Truth and reason, for all this Christmas Season,
That child born as Jesus Christ, was born to give us Eternal Life,
And when that Truth you believe, New Life in Him you will receive.
(Copyright ©11/2009)
I've Given In Print
I've given in print,
My sentiments...
On several levels of thought.
I've explained, complained...
And attempted to refrain,
From political or religious...
Ideologies,
I either witnessed...
Or have been taught!
And through the years I've learned,
To myself be true.
No matter what it was,
Others believed I should or could do.
And I do have a hint,
To leave in print...
For anyone feeling,
Similar sentiments.
Be true to 'you'.
It's not easy to do.
However,
With a faith kept that is trusted...
With an honest decision to 'self' that is made,
There will be peaks and valleys lived to experience.
But eventually there is a happiness that comes,
With an acknowledgement that no one is owed...
For those things you've done.
Many can say this.
But to feel inside what is true for you,
That has been done in the doing...
Is a blessing felt no matter who scutinizes it.
And I've been fortunate to mention it in print.
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It Comes For Me So Easy
If it was not easy for me to give...
You would have never known my face.
Or the appearance of it shown,
As often.
I do not try to grace you with impressions.
This is who I am.
Being me with you in my thoughts.
Being me wishing to offer to you,
Something from my heart.
Something that is genuine...
You will know from the start.
And it comes for me so easy!
Just like the breath I breathe.
Just like a tree that is there,
For what it does.
For what it offers.
For what it is.
There to give!
I want you to be aware you can depend on me.
But I don't want you to think of me as an obligation.
Waiting there from you to receive.
Not me.
I appreciate you too much.
You are life.
I want you to think of me,
As being there...
Easy!
As a part of who you are!
Since you will always be,
There for me to give.
And I can't think of any opportunity,
That comes to me as easy.
Knowing my life,
Means more than just for me to live...
With you making it easy,
For me to give!
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God’s Righteousness
God’s Righteousness was revealed, when to The Church, Paul appealed,
As he proclaimed Truth to everyone, who was saved by God’s Own Son,
Teaching every one of those, who believed in Christ, who died and rose,
Who would grant all believers in Christ, eternal hope and a righteous life.
Through Paul’s letter, Spirit Inspired, he stated righteousness is required,
From everybody on this earthly sod, who desires to please Eternal God,
As no one is righteous, no not one, except for God and His Eternal Son,
And without Him on the present path, we’ll only see His Righteous Wrath.
But, Righteousness is provided for us, when in Christ we place our trust,
Imputed to believers as they believe, when God’s Truth they truly receive,
The Righteousness of Jesus Christ, provided to all through His Sacrifice,
So we can stand before our Creator, in The Righteousness of our Savior.
God’s Righteousness is explained, from the knowledge Paul had gained,
For he was a well taught Pharisee, and he had meet The Lord of Eternity,
As Paul explains how we are justified, by Christ, who for all sinners died.
And He purifies the believer’s heart, with His blood, as they are set apart.
Paul practiced what he would preach, for the people that he would reach,
As an example for all Believers today, as they walk Christ’s Narrow Way,
While they work out their salvation, through the process of sanctification,
With our old lives for Christ crucified, we live so Christ Jesus is glorified.
(Copyright ©01/2009)
Reality Shows Tells Us Gossip
In this planetary dream
we have gossip which can get extreme.
It puts us in a more living hell
for people on reality shows have to tell
tell something bad to bring up the ratings
do something drama filled to be degrading.
But this puts us all into more of a living hell
we don't know this but we learned it well.
We learned when we where young
when our lives had just begun.
We learned to gossip to make us feel better
by listening to adults go on about people to the letter
Gossip gets old really fast—
ruined relationships that never last.
Why not more funny shows—
the kind where there are actors that nobody knows.
There is of course these shows that make you think
not hearing about someone else's stink.
Written By Christina Sunrise on March 8,2012
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Darkness
Been spending so much time underground
I guess my eyes adjusted
To the lack of light
I got
Covered in darkness
Covered in darkness
Hibernating always waiting for something new
Happiness always endin'
In the blink of an eye
There was no one attending
No one attending
It doesn't really matter where it all began
All I know
I got covered in darkness
Covered in darkness
Ever wonder why I never really truly connect
Although my eyes are open
I can hold your gaze
But I am never connected
Never connected
I am famous for my generosity
They say I am the kindest
But it is easier to
Give than receive love
Give than receive love
It doesn't really matter where it all began
All I know
I was covered in darkness
Covered in darkness
Turning pages over
Run away to nowhere
And it's hard to take control
When your enemy's old and afraid of you
You'll discover that the monster you were running from
Is the monster in you
Better to hold on to love
Better to hold on to love
Change will come
It doesn't really matter where it all began
All I know
I was covered in darkness
Covered in darkness
It doesn't really matter where it all began
Cuz all I know
I was lost
I was lost
No, no
It doesn't really matter where it all began no no
All I know
I was lost
I feel lost
Lost
No...
song performed by by Darren Hayes
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Crazed With a Dazing Underwhelment
Maybe you do have a clue,
I have used your negativity to inspire.
Perhaps you are aware,
Your disdain enflames and motivates.
You can not be that unconscious,
That your presence ignites my excitement.
And if I can offer this advice...
Hopefully you will take!
Celebrate your madness,
With the acknowledgement...
I have taken your outrage,
And produced something great!
You should be delirious by now!
If not crazed,
With a dazing underwhelment.
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A hope to dream on.... by Meena Mustafa
Having fought many storms, made me wiser I know
Now I trust my instincts and go with the flow
Life is not a bed of roses … we walk on each day
Experience is the remedy, no matter what you say
Happiness is short lived…yet we all experience pain
Some play it well…yet some refrain
Everyone has a story linked to their past
So don't feel left out, if you don't have someone at last
It's better to be single with a hope to dream on…
Life has so much to offer before you are gone
Happiness doesn't have to come from others…
It's the way how you perceive life
It has to come from within you…
To make it just alright
So take the journey to hopes and dreams
And spread your wings as you fly
You will find the eternal happiness and never have to rely.
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People And Their Situations Do Change
If it is true you knew,
How I felt in those times...
Where were you,
To help me empty...
Those many buckets of tears,
I cried.
If it is true,
My struggles with agony...
Had been something you knew.
If it is true you knew,
Who planted obstacles on my path...
Why were you not there for me at all?
And when I reach out to you,
You dismissed me and laughed.
If it 'is' true you knew,
What I was going through...
You said nothing about it,
Until several years have passed.
And,
If it is true you knew...
Anything about me at all,
Why have you waited until today...
To appear to say,
You are experiencing your own downfall.
To what degree of an empathy,
Do expect from me...
To receive?
'People and their situations change.'
I couldn't say that any better.
I agree.
Trust me.
And that person you say you knew back then,
Has matured to improve...
On my expectations of 'friends'.
And can see people and things as they are.
With a re-arrangement done to philosophies,
Without a passing of judgement on them.
'People and their situations change.'
I couldn't say that any better.
I agree.
Trust me.
And I've been blessed with a peace,
I am going to protect and keep.
And all I can do is wish you the best.
With a peacefulness I am feeling.
Hoping one day,
The same for you will come your way.
People and their situations do change.
Of that,
I totally agree.
But an empathy from me you wish to receive...
Was not from you,
Ever given to me from you to give...
To believe you can receive.
I agree...
People and their situations do change,
A lot!
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Assessments to Seduce
Address this any way you wish.
But during my grief periods...
God was with me.
And both of us sat in sorrow alone.
Your judgements passed on me does not matter.
Nor your assessments to seduce your reality.
Address this any way you wish.
But during my grief periods...
God was with me.
And both of us sat in sorrow alone.
I chose to heal.
I chose to sing.
I chose to dance and do those things.
Your judgements passed on me does not matter.
Nor your assessments to seduce your reality.
I chose to stand.
I chose to walk.
I chose the Sun!
Not the miseries others wished upon me to bring.
Hoping from obstacles faced,
I would run.
Address this any way you wish.
But during my grief periods...
God was with me.
And both of us sat in sorrow alone.
I chose to heal.
I chose to sing.
I chose to dance and do those things.
And whatever it is prioritized on your agenda?
I wish you all the best!
But don't count on me,
To give it attention with signs of protest.
I have chosen to ignore people like you.
Knowing that a focus on my own happiness...
Is what God wishes!
And that gift God has given...
Has proven to me I am blessed!
Address this any way you wish.
Your judgements passed on me does not matter.
Nor your assessments to seduce your reality.
I have chosen,
The freedom to be me.
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Nothing Like A One On One Done
It seems so easy to perceive,
Weakness interpreted...
From someone believed to be sensitive.
Judgements are quick to pass,
On these types of people classified as such.
And connected to emotions.
It seems so easy...
To pick people like this to play dirty tricks.
Until one does it.
And the chances of them getting away,
Unscathed with it...
Is zero.
Although it is fun to see,
An unsuspected fear in the eyes...
Of those caught off guard and quite surprised,
By a bit of unsweetened reality...
Delivered upfront and personally.
There is nothing like a one on one done!
For fun AND sport.
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Happiness Is An Option
It is not easy
It is not easy
Looking from a window
At the edge of a house
At the edge of a town
Its grey like the day
When I lost it
Clouds overhead
I talked to a flower
That was almost dead
My body a prison
Why did I do it
Someone want me not to
But I still went through it
(living it upside, you gotta remember, that happiness is an option)
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(but happiness is an option)
Needed somewhere to clear my head
Find some strength a warmer bed
Maximum love in a minimal world
Id never achieved it
But then I believed it
So when I lost it - how
Im not sure - now
It was a strange feeling
Like a law repealing itself
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(but happiness is an option)
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(giving it up, if you are giving it up, if you are giving it up)
I can wake up in the morning
And not believe what I see
Look in a mirror and think
If thats really me
I dont think I suit my face
Its not a catastrophe
Its more a philosophy
Like the russians wondering why
Were born under a blue sky
But die in a dark forest
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(but happiness is an option)
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(but happiness is an option)
This is neither old nor new
Its always forever
Somewhere between sense
And ambition
Pleasure and decision
We have to make a choice
What do we want
Everyone singing
war, what is it good for?
While planning the next one
I dont need to win
You dont have to loose
We can choose
Happiness is an option
(you can choose)
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(chris: happiness is an option)
It is not easy
(no, it is not easy)
The war within us
(so war within us)
(so dont give up)
But it gets easier
(but it gets easier)
The more we learn
(the more we learn)
I dont need to win
(I dont need to win)
You dont have to loose
(you dont have to loose)
So dont give up
We can choose
Happiness is an option
(happiness is an option)
(chris: happiness is an option)
It is not easy
(no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
But dont give up now
(dont give up now)
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
(it is not easy)
Happiness is an option
(happiness is an option)
(if you are giving it up, if you are giving it up)
You dont have to loose
(you dont have to loose)
(if you are giving it up, you gotta remember)
We can choose happiness is an option
(we can choose happiness is an option)
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Graciousness
I don't intend to dye it at all.
It has been well deserved.
I earned it.
I try to execise,
To keep my body physically fit.
So I don't give the appearance of Godzilla.
I don't have that temperment.
But I do admit to a raised eyebrow...
Especially around those who assume,
My graciousness comes without effort!
The older I get,
The more of it is expected.
And on some days I may disappoint.
Those are the days I'm not hardly trying to show grace.
Those are my rudeness days.
And I do my best to provide balance!
Some folks don't get the message...
Until all sides are allowed a scrutinized view!
It entices gossip.
And I am not beneath delivering to this need!
'I am not talking about your hair.
I thought you thought I was talking about your hair? '
I've learned as I get older...
Say anything!
It doesn't matter.
Few listen.
And those that do...
Have no clue what the conversation is about!
Tie it all in!
Ultimately they will believe it all makes sense.
It doesn't have to!
And that's what I love most about aging!
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