Message

You Can Turn Your Mess into a Message

You can turn your mess

into a message

You can do your best

sharing advice

 

You can turn your mess

into a message

Put it to the test

That would be nice

 

Sharing what you learn

can be impressive

Sharing your concern

Being progressive

 

Everywhere you turn

So much is out there

Everything you learn

helps you prepare

 

You can turn your mess

into a message

You can do your best

sharing advice

 

You can turn your mess

into a message

Put it to the test

That would be nice

 

We've all been there

We all can share

Just be aware

 

You can turn your mess

into a message 

You can do your best

sharing advice

 

You can turn your mess

into a message

Put it to the test

That would be nice

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

just wrote these lyrics

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Message First For Messenger


Message First For Messenger

 

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The poems we write

are according to

the Course In Miracles

reminders we need....

"the message is first

for the messenger".

We teach what

we must learn

-saiom shriver-

 

 

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Yidhra The Witch

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Dreams

Yidhra she came,

When I was insane.

Witch of the Old Ones,

Knowing the powers beyond.

 

She came for me

So the Old Ones can be free.

Preparing me

As a vessel for Thee.

 

The Druids tried to conceal me

In cloaks of pure red silk

But Yidhra could see through

And she did find me.

 

Only to bring one message:

The Old Ones will return...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A dream I had about the Cthulhu Mythos Deity Yidhra.

Yidhra The Witch

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Poetry

Yidhra The Witch 

 

Yidhra she came,

When I was insane.

Witch of the Old Ones,

Knowing the powers beyond.

 

She came for me

So the Old Ones can be free.

Preparing me

As a vessel for Thee.

 

The Druids tried to conceal me

In cloaks of pure red silk

But Yidhra could see through

And she did find me.

 

Only to bring one message:

The Old Ones will return...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A poem about the Cthulhu Mythos Goddess Yidhra (a dream I had).

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Ignorance

Fallen soldiers pushed white  bolders to get ahead. Not knowing that the snow they blowin would get them dead. Every night a street light would show'em the way, instead they doin a hundred down the devils highway. Fallen soldiers pushed white  bolders to get ahead. Not knowing that the snow they blowin would get them dead.  Pistol packin and cofidence lackin blind to the truth .no matter who you are or what you do, there is always an option to choose. They say the path less traveled is always the hardest. Well most of the time that's the path that gets you the farthest.

Kel 

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