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Go away! (Eh?)

ZOMBIE BOY…

(go live (the) Godly truth)

CHEERY GIRL

 

 

my grip on “actual” reality/my integrity is tighter…(than any fake fantasy can imagine up/conjure up/fiction up).

Trajectory

this whole stinking/rotting/corrupting/ed world is dieing…and I CARE…

not a pretense; not a pretend game of living it/faking it.

(The hunters, the hunted; consuming ensuing)

I AM THE LIVING!

I AM THE WALKING.

You:) think i am AFRAID of sacrifice

i relinquish it all

i relinquish everything

for

TRUTH (and Yahweh)

“someday” ALL LOVERS OF TRUTH will live harmoniously together in actual peace on a restored Earth..all walks of life/ethnicity aka brotherhood of united/agape-loving human”kind”…experiencing actual freedom.

Different destinies..

(my job!)

effort extraordinaire (of the seemingly ordinaire)

 

Yep,

…and thinking what could Job do, at one point, just sit & scrape his diseased flesh…while keeping (his) integrity (to Yahweh).

Seemingly suffocating (my) cocoon..

Some day…butterfly emerges:)

 

(Paralleling & emotional; and probably/perhaps ? perimenopausal state of affairs.)

 

Peace 🙂…”pauses”

Pieces for now: enough…somehow.

2/14/19 @ 3:56 p.m. (FL)

 

 

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Free Hands: appropriately “Hand”ling “Free”dom…

True “free” speech and “free” move(s)…ment is not misusing/mishandling/abusing our bodies/minds.

(Excerpted verse & commentary meditation/read today)

“I really delight in the law of God according to the man I am within, but I see in my body another law warring against the law of my mind and leading me captive to sin’s law that is in my body.” (Romans 7:22, 23)

Such body members as our hands, legs, and tongue can ‘lead us captive to sin’s law,’ so we should guard against misusing them.”

[Highlights from Letter to the Romans w ’08]

2/14/19 @ 12:08 p.m. (FL, USA)

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Aggravation

Got enough, thanks.

So don’t be adding to it IF You wanna subtract some, dandy. ;)…fine.

OH! Don’t care much? for the “tone” of this post?

Too bad: reality check: too much “candy” rots…teeth, etc.

Like it’s not readily apparent, I am not perfect.

(Most expect me to o—o—z—e ‘sweetness’ at all times.)

Don’t be projecting any selfish/unrealistic expectations on me, please.

Bones gotta be tough, right? Bones gotta be strong, right? To carry weight…tough love; ouch.

(Am not gonna? Weakly?? Stupidly? let You hurt me.)

Yeah, my words got teeth today (chew, chew, chewy) when necessary for my own s~e~n~s~i~t~i~v~e sanity.

Stop taking this post personally; (like You know/”really” care about me);

AND

(aka) my fumbly attempts at de-prickling my own mind and de’thorn’ing my own flesh.

thorn, thorn, prickle, prickle

Yeah, she owns it!

Pickles

Hope You don’t mind, the sweet and sour sauce…

Served up at the moment. (am writing between 6-7 a.m. ;  between one eye open and one eye shut; between faint images of a fading nightmare)

Oh wait a minute, I’m NOT suppose to politely ask You IF You mind…(toughen up joanie)…a little?

 

Dancing around triviality is tiresome.

 

Caring TOO much is TOO much (2 carry some moments)

The external skinny-girl/internal spiritual-weight-lifter dilemma…demands

When it’s all so very life and so very death.

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a rainy, d(r)ear(y) day here (2/13/19 P.C., FL)…moody.

 

HOPE

dries…(tear and rain drops). 🙂

 

 

(published 2/14/19 @ 10:44 a.m. Florida, USA)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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