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Marisa

Her past scars lives vivid in the present. They didn't just fade away to descent. Her pains are revived from the marks of scars. So I am more afraid to cause her scars.

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Wonderful person met in brevity She didn't just come alone but brought herselves It's like an Item of antiquity Her past till present and future revolves

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Your heart is has probably broken in parts You brought it even if you don’t want to Might look old with unfixed scratches from hurts I have to cherish it more and more too

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An image on screen hoping for something far more than just a voice an earpiece or warm thoughtful greetings in the morning or the sweet endearing goodnights of peace.

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My Cups have cobwebs, neither full nor empty Missing your arms wrapped around mine gently; Gravity holding people together, Like the feeling of wrapping your shoulders

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Thank you!

You smile and it brightens my day. Will you believe what i will say? Always wanting to hear your voice; Be it a call or background noise. Beautiful Image, calming chats And stronger than coffee, 4 shots. Dear, darling, love, and so much more To mark me was never a bore. My only peev, not really much; Heart to spare your momments and laugh. Love, don't force it, I dont need much; You being there will be enough

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When It Fades

Wonder of vibrating strings of protein Hidden under flowing blood and pulses Erupting rhythm in its beating sound Natural yet needs its own virtuoso

Tragedy of one enslave by wonders Hanged, preserved, erected on pedestal Encasing the music hoping to last Virtuoso had become an embalmer

Insecurities and worries of life Breaking points and life driven by pleasures Realizing your faded pulse music Arduous toil, the embalmer conceded

Trying to preserve, it was not made for Instead, keep it in-tune, learning to play Never letting it go stale and untouched Giving rhythm for unsung melody

Studying your own strings and performance Training with grit, traversing the unknown Responding with grit in-spite of failures Instrument within needs a virtuoso

Negligence causes the music to fade Gently fiddling string for sound to be made Songs echoes when done with a little labor Fades when virtuoso throws down the towel

Accepting weakness and keep it in-tune Driving your passion but keeping it pure Echoes last when virtuoso plays its tune Securely stable so don’t stop your play

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1 chron 16:10b,11

Let your heart seek after true fulfillment, The one who redeems the loss, resentment heart aches, weariness, and various failures of this broken world and its flesh allures. Those who sought-after Him they saw His face. Who declared since the beginning of days, "Seek me while I can still be found by you. The day will come when I will reject you. 'Lord! lord!' you say but you I never knew. Be sober while i can be sought by you." Glad tidings he brought at the highest cost Seek Him, the truth and light, because you're lost. The debt,bood and death, he paid with his life "Lord forgive me for my own choice of life and I repent from this and turn to you. HIS sacrifice, mercy and grace, I thank you! Strength I ask to live a life blessed by you Seek what pleases you and to live through them." His forgiveness is sweet, it doesn't condem. Face him in your prayers with confidence Continually seek his loving presence.

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Born in love

You were fashioned and crafted

Desired to be born in love

So you can live life in love

But you despised and lusted

The reason you were crafted

Out of love jesus came down

Bought you and made you his own

His life bought you out of love

Calling you to work in love

His love made us born again

From lust to his perfect love.

Chosen to become his saints

We may again live in love

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Sunrise

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Lord show me!

I have wondered how the heavens rejoices when God's Children are in celebration. I imagined the Trumpet Horns are blown and all heavenly creatures sing songs and praise! Where I can hear the sound of Clapping and roar of their cheering! Seeing the angles towering in stature yet dancing with the Spirit of God! The Holy Spirit Fills every space and makes HIS presence known, a gust of cool breeze carried within it the shower of HIS blessing! Such a wonderful sight to be hold and such an awesome delight to be part in. Waking up from such a dream it was disappointing yet still refreshingly peaceful with such pure Joy. It was disappointing only because the experience was cut short. However I have yet to figure out what it was for. Years passed and I woke up from a dreamless night, nothing was out of the ordinary and i just went to a fellowship with my brothers and sisters. The night when the soup was served while we were enjoying the company of each other amidst the rainy day, My brother Scott mentioned about them planning of going to my Home town. Its not surprising to know that they love to go to my Home town, since it is so much different to the current place they have lived,a saturated metropolis in the lowlands. My home town is on  a plateau surrounded with mountain ranges covered with mostly Pine Trees that towers up to the heavens. The trees sways along with the mountain winds as if it was dancing. known for its steep highways It was named Matari. Scott shared that Adam is getting married in my home town and told me the date. Scott invited me to come if i can since its my home town it wont be too hard to get there. I know too little of Adam though, I only saw him on a retreat and on few fellowship. because he is living far away, he was only able to join us through Skype. Adam has a castle in which he is managing, a castle open to all who can afford the expense of living in it. Adam looked like a prince from fairy-tale books a unique face yet familiar. Though his face looks calm he worries allot and often it drives him to do less than better. I only knew a few about Adam actually so i didn't care about going to his marriage that much and was only thinking of my friends going to my home town and spending time with them. Weeks passed and i entirely forgot that date even about my friends' plan to go to Matari. Because of work i wasn't able to back to my home town for the weekend. so i decided I'll go on the next weekend. Friday the next week I woke up early and went to work, did not pack anything yet since I get off at 1pm I can just get back to my apartment and pack after work. At lunch I saw a post on my SNS wall and its about Scott and my friends taking a pic in a car going to my hometown. Then I remembered The wedding and began to think why of all times even after I have forgotten I was still purposely lead to going back home at this date. I couldn't understand it all so i just brushed it off and told them I will see them there. At Saturday afternoon I met them for a late lunch, it was drizzling at that time because a storm was reported on the news to be passing through our country from Saturday night and will be leaving by Sunday afternoon. I spend time with them till a dinner the evening and contemplating whether to go to the wedding on Sunday or do I attend our church service. My heart wanted to attend the service and a bit troubled but I decide that night after I got home that I would go to the wedding. So I began to check if i even have clothes to wear. I saw a white Polo that I had left six months ago but I have not brought my coat with me so I searched for my vest that was stored for too long to match it up.  I clocked my phone to wake me up at 5am and went to sleep. I didn't plan to ask my dad to bring me to the meeting place since i was leaving rather early in the morning but to my surprise, as i was changing my clothes,  my dad was sitting in the corner of the living room waiting for me to finish. I saw him and i smiled, without any hesitance I asked if he can bring me to the rendezvous point since the rain and wind was already pouring that time. My dad didn't even bat an eye and said, "okay". As we were leaving i received a text message from Scott asking if they can ask my dad if they could pay him to bring us to the wedding and back since they could not get another vehicle or even a cab to bring the others since we will all not be able to fin in one car. So My dad and I went to the rendezvous point and got the others and left for the wedding. While we were waiting for the others preparing a text came from our head pastor that the service that Sunday was canceled because of the strong winds and rain, it would be dangerous for the people to travel and get there. So I guess I was really being led to the wedding but worry starts to creep in as the storm was getting stronger and no sign of it going away anytime soon but since there was no notice of cancellation for the wedding we still pursued to continue. In a couple of minutes we all left. The first car went ahead of us but my dad knew the place so he got there ahead than anyone else. after dropping us off my Dad left and went back home. We started see the place but what we met was the workers trying to fix the devastation the storm had done in the wedding preparation. Tables are wet, the altar made of a strong chunk of wood was soaking wet. The chairs are also wet, Leaves are everywhere and some decorations are torn and missing. Not the Best time to be doing a Semi Garden Wedding when the Storm is passing through. But my heart that time overturned was not worried for them it was as if I know something will happen and I just want to see what it is. Scott, my friends and I, In response to what we saw, did all we could to help out setup a room for the wedding ceremony as the site workers work on the reception. We took down a display on the wall to be used for the wedding back drop and I sliced a bit of a skin in my hand while cutting a rope but small enough that a band-aid was enough to cover it. Good thing I always have one in my wallet. with the minor mishap we continued to work on the chairs. Sooner than we noticed the wedding is about to start and I was standing on the green carpet so that the wind won't blow it away. Pretending to be documenting the even i pulled out my phone and took a video rather than standing awkwardly on the side. As the ceremony was on going I stepped out of the room and went to the center of the reception and the wedding room as i began to hear the Strong winds blowing from time to time I prayed. I asked God, "Lord why is it raining? why is the storm here? why did you not stop the wedding or cause them to change the date?" as i remember the mishaps that I saw happened, Tree branch falling on two cars and place wrecked and the wind blows causing the decorations to be a mess. I asked , "Lord show me!". As the pastor speaks i saw the trees swaying yet the wind was calm and as soon as the pastor stops the winds blows strong making the roof flap on the edges creating a loud noise. I see the trees bend but not break as if a hand waving furiously at a person when they saw the other among the crowd. As the couple were speaking, while holding the a rings before they wear it, the wind was calm but as soon as the ring was inserted on to their fingers the wind came again with the same sound and sight. Then a whisper caught in my ears, "Am I not celebrating with my Son and Daughter?". A Grin carved on my face as a chill run up my spine and i laughed. trying to control myself but i just couldn't and saw the workers were looking at me but i just could not help it. When I regained my composure I felt Burning within my chest and my mouth wanted to speak so I shared to one of my friends who was close to the door but my lips and heart still burns. I know I have to tell it to the Groom and Bride soon but I do not know when, so while we were eating I shared it to Scott, the best-man, and my friends what i had experience. Then Scott said,  "Tell it to Adam." Now with all certainty I pressed on I waited till our table was called for picture taking with the newlywed. After the Picture was taken i went back and whispered to their ear what I experienced outside of the ceremony and what God had said. When the celebration was about to end Adam and Belle stood and Adam Spoke then the Wind Blew hard so Adam waited till it ended. With teary eye and bursting smile He said, "Praise God!" I have always wondered how the heaven's celebrate with us but now the Vision I once dream't of finally let me see a glimpse of it as it transpired in this world. Spirit in Greek is Pneuma/Air. God is Spirit and those that worship him must worship him in spirit and in truth.

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Silver - page 2

Who will reach out for her deliverance? When our shut eyes imposing her penance. Lost In reverie, shown a blinding light Stared helplessly loosing all will to fight

A voice of rushing waters and thunder Warmly echoing, reverbs in her ears. Seeing a figure of a man clothed bright With stretched arms, smiling warmly in delight.

“Silver, slave of Dratche, where have you come from? Where are you going? What is your ransom?” With a quivering chapped lips she uttered, “No ransom nor goal but pain unuttered.”

The man spoke a whisper of roaring voice “Go back to your master, submit to him.” Dread covered her thinking death be her choice. While starring with eyes pleading, face in grim.

The man covered her eyes and touched her feet She felt a warm breeze springing from within. She opened her eyes and saw a great treat Pellucid sight and no scar on her skin.

The former bruised and battered now radiant Scoured her body feeling rather distant Then a commanding yet calm voice Lauded “Get up my daughter and Go! Do not dread!”

Jolted by the voice she ducked and covered The voice echoed again as she wondered “Get up my daughter and Go! Do not dread!” Ever so slightly lifts her trembling head

Watery bulging eyes starring blankly A basket supplied with rations amply leather sandals on a robe neatly laid A pouch sealed with an elaborate ring.

Honor and power, Holy ascription On the Golden signet an inscription: “The Great I Am” on a cross like carving “Forgiven” on a scarlet Gem gleaming

With curiosity rummages the sack, Her heart immediately filled with shock. As she brought out two talents of pure Gold Recalling how much she’s forcefully sold

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Silver - Page 1

Have you ever seen a sparkling blue rock? Kept neatly on drawers along with socks. All the while you thought t’was a precious gem Guarding it with clothes so none can touch them

Have your eyes ever gazed the moon in full Thinking it has mystics appearing cool All the while you thought it was powerful Bragging about its strong force like a fool

But you had to know didn’t you, just had to Know if what your mind says are lies or true It wasn’t a gem and just a sparkling rock It wasn’t powerful it’s just some giant rock

She however still gazes on the moon Bewildered with its essence waiting soon Deeply wounded, a cut through her tendons Trapped In dark room but adequate rations

How long she has stayed, she can’t remember Memories outside is lost forever Waiting in the dark for another swing Just kept her eyes closed while she’s still shaking

Dry tears could no longer flow nor could form The face of a dessert longing for storm Is Yesterday, Today and tomorrow Always trapped, couldn’t even release sorrow

Woken up by her half body throbbing Another flesh roughly penetrating Swung up and down, shaking her to near death Waiting for the finish, she’s out of breath.

Deep in the night starring straight at the moon Got out of bed and out of the dark room Escaping was not what she had in mind Just walk with the moon not looking behind

No one stopped her and no one even shout There was nobody to see her going out No one called her name since no one gave her Forcefully, she continuous to stagger.

At dawn she sees a mountain pass close by Something she never crossed or even try The missing tendon, gave her a limit Pain, she can no longer stand and bear it

On the fresh pasture she laid her body Where none swing her hard, eyes shut usually The day when the river is turned silver Gleaming of small white light shinning brighter

The sky changed from blue purple to clear white As the moon’s source of glow is shinning light The giant moon now looks like an illusion Slowly erased by the sun’s ascension

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Silver

Short poem story of “Silver”.

I will be writing regularly and will be a monthly release.

I have no summary for you because its mostly on the whim story anyways.

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Flowers

"A flower reveals a hundred smiles, A smile shines through thousand of lives. And You are more than just a flower!" ~ Paul Galao-ey ~

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Pray with God's WORD

Preoccupied mind and wandering thoughts

Raising your struggles for what you were ought

Aligning your heart to somehow comply

Yet finding it hard, cumbersome to try

Whispers of love your ears could not hear,

instructions of life to cryptic to bear.

Talking to whom you don’t know if he’s there.

Hollow prayers that will never resound clear

Grace that was given; freedom to commune

Obstruction: sin. Confession to attune.

Distractions will come, find solace alone.

Seek his will, pray God’s word not your own

Why’d you think the book of Psalms was written?

Orchestral prayers of the forgiven!

Read a verse, pray according to his will

Discover his response to your appeals.

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Dye of mourning

"She was thoroughly bathe with the dyed of the sorrow color of the sunset. A life in which soon will end yet still shines till her last breath. But in every sunset there is mourning, mourn not for the dead but for the souls left behind to continue living. And after every mourn comes a new dawn, a new life. A life we each must walk. Don't let the ray's of the sunset succumb to the darkness of the night. Tell the tale of the person who caused you to morn, shout out God's faithfulness, and bless a neighbor by sharing a tale come true! "

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Names Part2

What does the name “Marisa” mean? I searched for where this name might be from and here is what I found. It was in fact a combination of two names “Maria” and “Louisa”.   The name “ Louisa” has counterparts like Louis, Louie, Louise and et. al. which are all derived from the Latin Name “Ludwig”, Ludwig as in Van Ludwig Beethoven. This name is combined two Latin words, “Lud” which means Famous and “Wig” which means war or combat. So putting all this together you have “Famous War”.  The name Maria counterparts are Miriam, Mary and Mara which means three things “Bitter/ sea of bitterness”, “Rebellion”, “Wished-for child”.  The last one was odd and weird as if it does not belong there. You know if we look at the story of the Israelites in Exodus, this was right after they crossed the red sea, when they finally found water but the water was bitter so they all grumbled against God. This was their first rebellion after they have been saved from death. So you see where Bitter and rebellion can come together. We have Sea of bitterness and rebellion which is rebellion is a product of bitterness, when the bitterness of life is so great you had enough of it and you want to get out of it.  So it’s seems like “Maria” has a story of Rebellion but then we have “Wished-for Child”. Where is this story? Is it Moses? He was loved but not like the child of Hanna or Rebecca where they prayed for a child.  So do I just end it here?      

So from here we have: Maria is rebellion and wished-for Child, and Louisa is famous war. “Rebellion + Famous War =?”As I was thinking maybe it is World War I or II? Or maybe about the end of Nazi Regime (Hitler), Holocaust? Then one word comes to mind, Revolution! The KKK! French revolution! Edsa Revolution! Revolution is caused by bitterness, Rebellion against bitter life like what happened in the rivers of Mara in the dessert the people were rebelling because of the bitterness they felt and they wish to be freed from it. However this is merely an analogy not even an interpretation so be careful not to take it as if it’s a meaning of the scripture.

Rebellion and Famous War is “Revolution”. What about Wished-For Child and Famous War?

“Wished-For Child” plus Famous War is about a Hero! Every revolution has a Hero, Martin Luther King, Andres Bonifacio, and many more.

Does This name’s story a story of a revolutionary hero against bitterness of life? 

The greatest revolution in History, the most meaningful revolution ever done and the only lasting revolution that happened was at the hill of Golgotha. The revolution of The Cross!

Ep. 6:12-13 for our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore put on the full armour of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.

Revolution against the Powers and spiritual forces of this dark world, against the one who perverted what was good and “claimed it” for his own. But amidst all this a Hero came,

John 3:16

, which is no one but our Lord Jesus Christ. If I could sum up This name’s story in 7 perfect words it would be “The gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ”, it can also be just one person: JESUS!

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Bro Louie

I have a friend, a close brother in Christ, and his name is Louie.

I believe names did not originate from our parents or from any human at all. Just like my brother’s name, I really believe it was a name designed and perfectly given by God through his parents.

Louie didn’t have a peaceful childhood, adolescence and early adulthood life. He hated his parents for divorcing and leaving him alone to tend for himself. He had a lot of history being a pill abortion supplier, condoned his friend in aborting their child. He was also involved in gangs and wars and became their leader. In this life smoking and getting drunk is prevalent that is the only world he knew he belong.

The name “Louie” has counterparts like Louis, Louisa, Louise and et. al. which are all derived from the Latin Name “Ludwig”, Ludwig as in Van Ludwig Beethoven. This name is combined two Latin words, “Lud” which means Famous and “Wig” which means war or combat. So putting all this together you have “Famous War”.

Is this the story of my friend’s name?  Was Louie just designed to be a gang leader? That was what he thought until he met Christ. His world was turned upside down by Jesus that you won’t even suspect what he was before. His story is for him to tell but his name has so much significant to how he is now. He is in the front lines of the War! Serving God unreserved where ever he is.

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Names Part2

What does the name “Marisa” mean? I searched for where this name might be from and here is what I found. It was in fact a combination of two names “Maria” and “Louisa”.  

This is what  know: Maria is rebellion and wished-for Child, and Louisa is famous war. “Rebellion + Famous War =?”As I was thinking maybe it is World War I or II? Or maybe about the end of Nazi Regime (Hitler), Holocaust? Then one word comes to mind, Revolution! The KKK! French revolution! Edsa Revolution! Revolution is caused by bitterness, Rebellion against bitter life like what happened in the rivers of Mara in the dessert the people were rebelling because of the bitterness they felt and they wish to be freed from it. However this is merely an analogy not even an interpretation so be careful not to take it as if it’s a meaning of the scripture.

Rebellion and Famous War is “Revolution”. What about Wished-For Child and Famous War?

“Wished-For Child” plus Famous War is about a Hero! Every revolution has a Hero, Martin Luther King, Andres Bonifacio, and many more.

Does your name’s story a story of a revolutionary hero against bitterness of life? If I was a charlatan it would sound like I’m predicting your future. It would probably sound like this, “You will lead people against oppressors, you will be seen as a hero and you will make a name for yourself.”

Good thing I am not because honestly, for me, this would be a let-down if that is all there is to it. My mind was not at peace after I got this so I waited for God. Then he showed me and all of it came together as I’m seeing it.

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Sara Ravenfeather

A woman in dark cloak traversed northerly, Orphaned by death became self-governing. Hidden from sight is her stylish broadcloth Masked persona hid her wish for vengeance Into the seaside she hastily gathered Concealed needle, with little time to expend She made a quick steep turn to the starboard, Boarded Ship, evaded the servicewoman. She withdrew her dark cloak and meld with ease, A baffling young man shifted his rudder, Rapt by her robe with her feet in rubber Gave her courtesy as he sees she’s irked, waiting for the garcon's sluggish service He passed her a drink, a glass of sea breeze, She smiled and gave him her nod of merit. A small prick he felt as her nails touched his his brows flinched, she softly apologized Took one sip and she politely excused To freshen up as she does looked haggard At the dawn of the night a man collapsed Utter silence, Cold breath, he spoke no more Spider venom cause of appalling death And a note in his inner coat’s pocket “To become rich, others must first get poor But know this; there is no safety in wealth. Your gold won’t save you from uncertain death.” Signed off with her name, “Sara Ravenfeather”.

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