Comfy ~ in my opinion ~

“COMFY!” a poem September 12, 2019 (Thursday)

“Don’t go there.” and “Stay away from him.”

“I’m NOT comfortable (and you shouldn’t be either) with Brian or Jim,

Or Robin or any unstable girl or, even, Gladys,

Who hangs out at The Local Bar, [who is] simply a BAD A ( ) S.”

Thank GOODNESS, we can all pick and choose,

To avoid BAD VIBES and stay away from The Blues.

AND thank goodness we can all decide,

With whom we-will live and with whom we will abide,

BUT, CONSIDERING IT ALL, I LIKE TO THINK:

THAT THE PERSON Truly COMFORTABLE WITH IT ALL, is The Truly

ENLIGHTENED FINK,

That is the guy or gal a whole bunch of people really do not LIKE,

Like a Jesus or Buddha who would dine out with Spike,

Or Dickie or Honey you know The Bad Girl and or The Bad Boy.

To have equanimity with all you know seems like The Real McCoy,

Who is THE ONE who has transcended judgment and vibrations,

And is comfy with EVERYONE and all the various libations,

Which some say are The Devils’ Sauce,

Well, I do not know about The Devil, but I think, IF you are your own boss,

And you can accept ALL TRULY love all and go everywhere,

Visit everyone without judgment and, in a sense – not really care,

And IF your associates MIGHT BE addicts, tax collectors or sluts,

THAT MAY BE YOU HAVE MADE IT

(Just my opinion)

I am simply One of The Mutts.*

fin ♥

  • – The Mutts BUT I AM NOT TRYING TO PUT MYSELF DOWN BY SAYING THAT. I JUST LIKE TO KEEP A LOW PROFILE, TRY L.O.L. to stay a bit humble and TRY L. O. L. to stay away from judgment and back biting and talking behind other people’s back(s) and ACCEPTING even what I find kind of vile, obscene, haughty, and or disrespectfully mean. Does that make any sense at ALL?
  • The Egos Con ~
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  • “O. J. MAN.” a poem on: Friday The 13th September 2019
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  • Big fake ~
    "BIG FAKE" a poem for FRIDAY, September 13, 2019 A smile, A hug, An insincere I LOVE YOU; You're a fake, FOR GOODNESS' SAKE; You're NEVER authentic or true. "Well, OK, then What's Next? if you can't trust anything anyone does as really real?" A BUNCH OF FAKE PEOPLE. "You're FAKES that's just what I … Read more
  • Comfy ~ in my opinion ~
    "COMFY!" a poem September 12, 2019 (Thursday) "Don't go there." and "Stay away from him." "I'm NOT comfortable (and you shouldn't be either) with Brian or Jim, Or Robin or any unstable girl or, even, Gladys, Who hangs out at The Local Bar, [who is] simply a BAD A ( ) S." Thank GOODNESS, we … Read more
  • Luke Le Bree ~
    With your love dear Jesus thank and bless you for the many times you have looked upon myself and healed me for my separation from you, Now you give me your heart to speak with your beloved people. With your love dear Jesus thank and bless you for the many times you have looked upon … Read more
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Luke Le Bree ~

With your love dear Jesus thank and bless you for the many times you have looked upon myself and healed me for my separation from you, Now you give me your heart to speak with your beloved people.
With your love dear Jesus thank and bless you for the many times you have looked upon myself and healed me for my separation from you, Now you give me your heart to speak with your beloved people
(Be not afraid that for which I give you to say, for its only a fear that can change its meaning and I speak to you from love when giving you a message.)


(I from this moment on I will raise certain people who will in turn draw others to be closer to me and allow them to come awake to truth and will distant themselves from there deceptions and with my love surrender to the truth for which they were created. Be of cheerful heart all who draw close to me for the beauty I will witness in you as I did Luke. Although he has and is being challenged by the evil ones and the ones who wish to deceive, He has done well. for even him to write this he is challenged. I ask all others who have loved and supported him I place a blessing upon each of you and ask you be strong also to live by true reality with my love supporting you. be your gift I share be a strengthening to your true self that you feel you do well. Be free to call on my angels knowing they are above you till the day you rise to be most beautiful beings in creation when you come home to witness what I shared with you , I AM Jesus

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“A PLANT’S LIFE” a poem Sept 12 2019 Thursday

“A PLANT’S LIFE” a poem Sept 12 2019 Thursday

It grows. We knows. in soil with water so H2 Oh’s the thing;

The plant goes AHHHH when, to the plant, our water jug we bring.

The plant feels THAT, but can not pat us on the back or THANK (us)

Because IT’S NOT SELF AWARE, so take this to The Bank:

As it evolves, it will REFLECT and sense that I AM GOD,

Until IT realizes, that I too am sustained in my bod,

By processes that are MY GOD and those things sustain ME?

BUT PLANTS JUST FEEL from them Plants do NOT see,

That processes here and there provide their water true;

Yet, what is GOD and who is GOD and what will GOD then do?

In INFANCY WITH “plant-ish mind,” BABY FEELS ITS MUM,

Providing love and nurture and wiping its little bum,

AND MUM AND DAD BE GOD FOR BABE,

And also Santa and other familiar fab (le),

But BABE, like [the] plant, simply can not tell,

The difference between Babe or Mum or Dad, but one day, Babe will get The Sell,

That ? neither Mum or Dad or Babe? is GOD because Babe’s taught that WE,

ARE SUSTAINED BY HIGHER POWERS,

And NOW? Will Baby worship ME?

ME, who is a process – one we THINK “we” know,

But, we DON’T We guess around, always on The Go,

Imagining (but NOT like plants) WE GOT IT FIGURED OUT,

But we don’t and NEVER WILL know what it’s all about.

fin ♥

In time then will said plant EVOLVE, sprout a mouth and say:

THANK YOU GOD OF HAND & JUG FOR WATERING ME TODAY,

And then a little while goes and plant evolves some more,

And KNOWS THEN – that God is The Faucet or [truly] worships GOD, The Store,

Which provides The Faucet or worships gra-vi-t- EEEE(y),

Which brings the water to the jug. It’s anendless cycle.

DONT YOU SEE?

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“WHAT FOLLOWS A MAN WITHOUT LOVE” a poem Sept. 12, 2019 (Thor’s)

“WHAT FOLLOWS A MAN WITHOUT LOVE” a poem Sept. 12, 2019 (Thor’s)

A man (or woman) I think without LOVE is pretty lonely,

And (s)he will be seeking for love perhaps only,

FOREVER I THINK because I think LOVE IS PRETTY IMPORTANT,

And without love PROBABLY a person art n’t,

BE going around saying (that) they have much of a life,

IF they are without a loving husband or children or a happy wife.

For really without love who are you? What have you done?

WITHOUT LOVE AND AFFECTION, I AM NOT SURE YOU CAN HAVE

MUCH FUN.

So (back to the question) WHAT FOLLOWS “A MAN WITHOUT LOVE?”

I THINK it’s loneliness and sorrow (s)he’ll be dreaming of.

BUT Just the other day “A Man Without Love” was on the TV playing,

Echoing its sad refrain, as the fabric of lonely existence was gently fraying,

And, when that song finally finished, when it finally had run all the way through,

What FOLLOWED was “Something Stupid, Like I Love You.”

fin ♥

So, what would I like to follow “A Man Without Love?” Thanks for asking,

I will give it to you straight, without any cordial masking:

So, AFTER THAT SONG what I would like Divine Providence to bring

Is “LOVE IS A MANY

SPLENDORED THING.”

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