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your heart slips aka Good Friday is TODAY
your heart slips
your thoughts flip
like a runaway train
off of the track

that you thought
your destiny depended,
your life ended
before you began

to abuse it,
and confuse it
with the scenario

you painted
on the walls

of your demise

you tried
to die the death
you hated to live
you couldn't give
what you didn't receive
you didn't believe
in the impossible,
the unstoppable,
improbable,
crossing of the Jordan.


you're in over your head.
the grave you long for
is found in the One
who knocks on the door
of your heart
will you start
to live in the expression
of a wonderful confession?
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it will get you
push it back
smash it down
take its crown,
and drown it
the sound of it
calling your name
making you insane


sitting on the fence
eyeing you,
spying you,
and tying you
to the instant mortality
of the intended fatality


every song you sung,
every taste-bud
on your tongue
every lymph node,
zip-code,
everything you own
is the debt you owe
to the amount of life
the quantity of strife


juggling
struggling
to amass
a few more grains
to your hour-glass
to make it last
until you 
breathe your last
it went so fast


the time
the time
it didn't forget you
it didn't let you
it will get you
 
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mama mama lama sabachthani?
mama mama
lama sabacthani?

let the woman decide
to stop my cry
to make me die
to suck me dry
to rape me
to scrape me
and take me
a helpless baby
sacred 
naked
without shoes on my feet
now just body parts
dumped in the street


mama mama
lama sabacthani?


when they told you to
let the woman decide
they stole my coat
they made a mental note
that since I can't vote
my life isn't mine
there's no conviction
for the crime
i'm not worth a dime
i'm just a piece of slime
born out of time


mama mama
lama sabacthani?


who am i?
i'm a fetus
a baby
a child
a person like you
i'm your father
your mother
your brother
your sister
your son
your daughter
how about a cup of cold water
before i bow down to the slaughter?


mama mama
lama sabacthani?


when they said to
let the woman decide
they paved the way
and gave the ok
and changed the minds
of millions of
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eats your soul like a buttered roll
never go in the way of destruction,
corruption,
an eruption of eternal separation
an elation denied,
no one to hear your cry,
no one to dry your eyes,
no water for your tongue,
where every song you sung
is drowned in misery
it's a rotisserie
of regret and madness,
badness,
an awareness
of the chances,
trances,
illicit romances
your world in a cup
blown up
your wounds sewn up,
but now opened up
to reveal
what you couldn't conceal
even the least of it,
the feast of it
carousing,
lounging,
drowning in adultery
you thought you won the lottery
eating,
meeting,
cheating,
to satisfy your craving,
slaving
and saving
for the day of judgement
and the final bell
you're thrown into hell,
where the fire that burns
eats your soul
like a buttered roll
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life's edges
upset...setup
down-set...rise-up
sunrise...some prize
on your face
light the path
right the math
calculate the steps
one less...one more
one shore
in the distance
once more
you feel life's edges
you're getting closer 
to the end
who will show you the way?
who will tow you away?
will you stay another day?
will you play 
will you say 
where am I anyway?
dollar in
dollar out
now you're in
then without
who said salvation?
just another vacation
monday, tuesday
judgement day
in the middle of the week
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a million hearts can't hold my love
In a universe of a million worlds
You're the only one of a million girls
The absolute best of a million pearls
My Love can't be weighed on a million scales
You're in my heart like a million whales
Swimming everywhere with a million tails
I'm standing in a pile of a million words
Each one has wings like a million birds
Sending my love like you never heard
I think about you like a million minds
Where I'm holding you a million times
Wondering if you will ever be mine
My love is burning like a million fires
I'm wrapped around you like a million wires
You're the only woman my heart desires
I would swim across a million seas
And I would leap over a million trees
Just to get to you on bended knees
I would give you a million flowers
I would sing to you for a million hours
I would be like a man with super powers
I would give you a million kisses
I would be like a menu with a million dishes
And the answer to a million wishes
Without you I'm lost in million mazes
Where I'm just wandering
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I really like this one...If I could get out of debt then, I would buy a few of your works right away...This reminds me of Tiberias...fa...

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your heart slips
your thoughts flip
like a runaway train
off of the track

that you thought

your destiny depended,
your life ended
before you began

to abuse it,
and confuse it
with the scenario

you painted
on the walls

of your demise


you tried
to die the death
you hated to live
you couldn't give
what you didn't receive
you didn't believe
in the impossible,
the unstoppable,
improbable,
crossing of the Jordan.


you're in over your head.
the grave you long for
is found in the One
who knocks on the door
of your heart
will you start
to live in the expression
of a wonderful confession?


the lesson you learned 
is lost in the cost.
dive into five 
and come out alive.
the old gold 
won't buy the new dew.
the yesterday dream
isn't what it seemed,
and what was a despised cry
rises again
in the pain of the dross.
you're found at the cross.
all your loss 
was laid on the One
who knew no sin.


He became what you hated .
the death and the pain 
the grave couldn't swallow.
the hollow couldn't follow.
there He cried.
there He died.
even the thief in paradise
couldn't deny 
that there He supplied
everlasting life
the resurrection
Gods connection
the only protection 
against insurrection
no need to ask for directions


from the cross to the grave
up to heaven He saved
your ears can hear it,
it's the Holy Spirit
that you must be born again
to end the cycle of sin.


His law is spiritual
His life is a miracle
drastic grace
in the place of you
in the face of you.
two being made one...
the hatred slain.
divine life in a grain
germinated
and exterminated
all your pain.


a wedding in heaven
perfect like seven
the gate thrown open
now you can run in
and find your mansion.
you're not a stand in.
sitting at the feast
you who were the least
who looked like a disease
from Beauty and the beast
you fell on your knees
You can't believe 
that what you believed
was even better 
than what you thought


and now His blood that
bought you
and brought you 
to an unreachable story
with unspeakable glory
an unfading destiny
for all eternity
in the loving-est serenity.


you're far above the world 
and the illusive vanity
of your sinful encasement.
The weight of death
nailed to your replacement.


like a lamb to the slaughter
The Most High 
poured out like water


the name above all names
took your shame.
He paid the cost.
the demands of your sin,
the bands of your bondage,
the commands of your homage,
the blame of your knowledge,
and the stain of your college...


it's His plan to save you 
and place you
on the rock,
you're unlocked 
from your fault,
you turned to salt

but
He looked back
and gave His back
to the smiters
His body to the nails
His throne to the thorns
His lips to the loudest cry
He didn't have to die
the wrongest crime
for the longest time.
the Song of Songs
for the wrong of wrongs.


He gave up His life.
He raised up His bride.
He loved us first.
He satisfied His thirst.







Hi there...
if there is where you are, and you are where there is...anyway I'm probably writing to nobody.  My writing is flawed in many ways, and I admire the abilities of others out there.

 This notation is just to remind myself that in a short while I'll take a break from writing and focus on producing artworks.  I cannot do either for too long without missing the other.  If only I had skill and ability in either medium, then I would be content to express myself on a much higher level. I am listed here as a hobbyist, which is where I'm really at.  This is only a part time, recreational endeavor, which eases my mind of some of the rigors of my other chores.

In a style I will term "Paraciticism", I have been experimenting with multiple artworks and mediums feeding off one another and being enhanced through digital manipulation. It's been quite interesting to see what diversity of means and methods can produce from a multiplicity of mediums.  So I'll be refining some of these outsider, experimental type attempts into something that I hope will merit it being posted on this site. 

push it back

smash it down
take its crown,
and drown it
the sound of it
calling your name
making you insane


sitting on the fence
eyeing you,
spying you,
and tying you
to the instant mortality
of the intended fatality


every song you sung,
every taste-bud
on your tongue
every lymph node,
zip-code,
everything you own
is the debt you owe
to the amount of life
the quantity of strife


juggling
struggling
to amass
a few more grains
to your hour-glass
to make it last
until you 
breathe your last
it went so fast


the time
the time
it didn't forget you
it didn't let you
it will get you
 

mama mama

lama sabacthani?


let the woman decide
to stop my cry
to make me die
to suck me dry
to rape me
to scrape me
and take me
a helpless baby
sacred 
naked
without shoes on my feet
now just body parts
dumped in the street


mama mama
lama sabacthani?


when they told you to
let the woman decide
they stole my coat
they made a mental note
that since I can't vote
my life isn't mine
there's no conviction
for the crime
i'm not worth a dime
i'm just a piece of slime
born out of time


mama mama
lama sabacthani?


who am i?
i'm a fetus
a baby
a child
a person like you
i'm your father
your mother
your brother
your sister
your son
your daughter
how about a cup of cold water
before i bow down to the slaughter?


mama mama
lama sabacthani?


when they said to
let the woman decide
they paved the way
and gave the ok
and changed the minds
of millions of mothers
to murder future mothers
and unknown others
you're nine eleven
not 70x7
you're 666
to me


mama mama
lama sabachthani?


am i to blamed
because
i don't have a name?
i can't elect 
select you
protect you
and infect you
with the presidency
a residency
in the white house
your light house
it's lights out
it's a blood house 
for me


mama mama

lama sabacthani?


my blood cries out
it didn't dry out
gone are my chances
romances
dances
and the answers
of peace and good will
for every man
woman and child
gone are my family 
and friends
a life to live
a reason to smile
or go the extra mile
i'm just poured out
like
blood in the nile

never go in the way of destruction,
corruption,
an eruption of eternal separation
an elation denied,
no one to hear your cry,
no one to dry your eyes,
no water for your tongue,
where every song you sung
is drowned in misery
it's a rotisserie
of regret and madness,
badness,
an awareness
of the chances,
trances,
illicit romances

your world in a cup
blown up
your wounds sewn up,
but now opened up
to reveal
what you couldn't conceal

even the least of it,
the feast of it
carousing,
lounging,
drowning in adultery
you thought you won the lottery

eating,
meeting,
cheating,
to satisfy your craving,
slaving
and saving
for the day of judgement
and the final bell
you're thrown into hell,
where the fire that burns
eats your soul
like a buttered roll

upset...setup
down-set...rise-up
sunrise...some prize
on your face
light the path
right the math

calculate the steps
one less...one more
one shore
in the distance
once more
you feel life's edges
you're getting closer 
to the end

who will show you the way?
who will tow you away?
will you stay another day?
will you play 
will you say 
where am I anyway?

dollar in
dollar out
now you're in
then without
who said salvation?
just another vacation
monday, tuesday
judgement day
in the middle of the week
Today is March 17, 2017
The sun is shining through the window
I am shining through my window
we meet each other
we seat each other down
to the glimmer of existence
the east is far from the west
but at the end of the day
the sun will get there
and I will still be here
wondering how I got left behind
how I cannot find 
the light of day
the right of way 
the night to play
what will it mean to you anyway
when you return tomorrow
will you hide behind the passing clouds
or return to paradise
and the beauty of the rainbow
will you know
that I sat beneath
a billion passing rays
like a gaze from heaven
even the days are begging 
and blazing in the center of the earth
is the heart 
and the sun the head  
which the tears of oceans shed
I thought that it was all for me
I thought that it was only my heart
and not the dirt
I thought that I was 
the salt of the earth

deviantID

reallynotartbutitry
Philip Guele
Artist | Hobbyist | Varied
United States
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PatchworkLynx Featured By Owner Apr 4, 2017   Writer
I see so much potential and good content in your poems! Keep writing!
(and your paintings have fascinating use of colors) ^.^
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reallynotartbutitry Featured By Owner Apr 4, 2017  New Deviant Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for your encouraging comments...Actually, I would like to take much more risk with my writing, but I've been hesitant.
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PatchworkLynx Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2017   Writer
Try not to hesitate or worry about its quality before you've written the thing! Like any other craft, writing just takes practice and a lot of experimentation <3
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SolarWindWolf Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2017  New Deviant Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the Watch! I really appreciate it! ^_^
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claudio51 Featured By Owner Mar 13, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks a lot for the watch! You're welcome to the World of the Spheres!
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SootheNoo1959 Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you so much for the watch! I really appreciate your support! :happybounce: :hug:
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3wyl Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
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Kuoppa Featured By Owner Edited Mar 10, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
 With so many paintings of human faces... I would like to ask, what is the meaning/importance of a human face for you?
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