Religious poems

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The only light was on a grave.

I searched the soul of a body dead;

My link to heaven

where young women said:

You can bring light where there`s darkness,

we can`t do that here

where light`s everywhere.


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The only times I'm pure

is when I press my two halves together

and cry while I emerge to the sky


and when I laugh so hard

I think I shall die.


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I am drowning in my own tears,

dried out without You near,

bathing with me in the Great ocean.


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I am a slave

of the skin I try to save


That God suddenly

can tear away.


How can I in heaven be?

The skin joins the scenery.


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I kneel down

and close my eyes.

Look for His face.

It melts into mine


As through

a mirror; His eyes

I see myself,

the lies.


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I want to make a lovely

light of death;

A stripe of darkness

in a mausoleum,


changes in the colours

I roam

to closest my body

in storm.


I regret in the horizon

of humbleness;

The changes of clothes;

My death row.


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I feel so green by the thought of you, God,

even though I am out of the woods now.


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God is soft and sensitive as a tongue.

Hard and sharp as teeth.


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If you want to be saint-like, be humble!

Then you will be open to the highs and lows,

the outer and inner in perfect balance, like a cross.

No longer full of yourself.

Pride is in the way, but you don't have to crush it.

You can melt it away with My love.


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God has said seek and you shall find.

Some people dig for dirt. They will surely find it

because the world is full of it. Others seek diamonds.

Both are real, but dirt can't reflect the light of truth.


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If you neglect love

when communicating with another

you make them feel inferior.


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If you aren't prepared to serve the Lord

you aren't fit for heaven.


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Jesus said to me:

Suffering is for the sake of wisdom.

Love honours you that way.


Listen to the voice inside you whispering;

Let yourself out there in the woods

where I can be found in all living.


Let yourself out there where you belong,

in My heart, where I very slowly will nourish you.

I have eternity to feed you spoon for spoon.

Cold little you I will take into my great warm heart.

I miss you.


Jesus continues:

I wander from house to house

I can't find an opening.

The strictly forbidden rumour about mankind

is the secret of my soul:

You reflect me. You see me as nobody else does.


Let's talk for a while about suffering.

Have you all forgot its purpose?

Have you forgot the frame it is for My love?


How can I love someone who is content? Tell me!

I love you and I will wander here for eternity

​until I have collected everybody

into my heart. Know that!​


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Nothing at earth is great. No mountain,

but the love between Gods creatures.

When experiencing love all seems great.


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We are all created, but not all yet born,

like a seed in the dirt that almost suffocate

before the shell cracks.

When the plant rise above the earth,

feel the air and see the sun

it is born into heaven.


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Love each other!

And know God to know how!

That's all life is about.


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May these regretful tears

soften me so much

I am never harsh again.


My fears of man is gone.

God fill the void with love

so I don't get too bold.


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The greatness of Gods love

is unfathomable to me

so He's pouring drops of honey.


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The reason why I don't feel valuable is

I don't value what is valuable.


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I'm walking towards God,

but the Wailing wall is blocking the way.


When my ass-end is removed, however

I will melt into Him who backs me up.


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My womb is full of love-seed.

It's you and Me, God says.


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When God dwelt

He cut through the bible with a knife of gold

through all the pages and further down

into the flesh of my throat.

It bled a lot, but I came alive.


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Death awaits


A skeleton stands in my belly

and hammers the last nails in my coffin.

I beg him: Can't it wait now that I want to live?


But, no! The coffin must be ready

to catch me when I fall

and send me into flames

where what I have against people

will drip off me like tar.


Later the coffin will soar into heaven

and hopefully no more dislikes is left then.


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I entreated God:

I lack respect for people!

Then Jesus bowed down and showed it to me;

Respect and honour for my suffering

in a fragment of light I now can feel

and show everybody.


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Behind my broken heart

= a terracotta vase

grows a pink lily.


Only petals can feel

snow crystals melt

and dribble into the receptacle.


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I let love out of the cage when you prayed

where it hit your divine love

and sprang up where you prayed to.


I followed along to the tree of unity

where a nightingale sang:

A selfless servant isn't better than a needy beggar.

Everyone is an angel in the light.


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God exists.

That is obvious, but even though most people don't believe it,

they still expect to see the most sublime from others,

so I must prove it through every action.


God exists

even though one shouldn't expect the slightest sign of it

when most people live in ego-hell.


People will complain as long as you are not perfect

and if you became perfect they would complain enviously.


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The crucified one sank down

to the bottom of the ocean

in the shape of a cross

and etched into a soft, red star.


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You say you don't believe in a God, invisible.

Only infants are so attached to the breast and the milk

they don't see to who it belongs.


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Everything is from God,

but usually I'm too low-browed to see it.


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Languishing


I spent time creeping in.

It takes time hauling myself out again with my arms

while the legs are hanging back in the mud.


I don't see light in the end. The darkness is beige.

I'm not raised by the hair anymore. That's ripped off.

Light is only the knuckles where the mud is smeared off

on my journey down here.


When will the sun show up again

and dry me up so I can brush this mud off me?


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Love is so patience it can only be in infinity

and it is so great it can only fit into endlessness.


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The tear enlarge the letters in the Word.


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Jesus: I don't care about your flaws. I care about you!

You come to me, getting rid of one thing after the other in your way.

You are not going to hell or back to earth again somewhere,

you are coming to the warmth I wrap around you.

In the light I see you exemplary.


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Trapped


There is no place to go

so I give up my life to God

and by that I am lifted

until the Lord stands right above me.


In the moment of expectation

time stands still before He reveals a light.


I stick my tentacles into it

and in the very same glimpse

I slip into the life in the body,

but now to my core.


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I crawl through a hose of pain and come to see

God flushes through it to the ocean

while Jesus runs before me.


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Awakening




I'm the spirit above the water

and it reacts to what I shed light upon.


I'm on watch while the mind and body are sleeping

and I awaken them by incorporating the faculties of the soul

that creeps with see-through arms underneath the ribs

so the heart shaped soul get a grip by the chest.


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Exorcism




They lay their hands on me.

Water drizzle down in mine.

One has put his cold ones on my temples.

Within them blood vessels burst into air

and the sizzling blood turns out in his hands

to be the struggles of the flesh only.


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A misdeed is the expression

of a lack of something divine.


When I no longer wish anything for myself

misdeeds leaves me.


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You don't have to hide what is the matter or let it hinder you.

There is only one way; The one between you and God.

Surely God then wants to help clear the way between you.


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Green trees keels over

the wet soil of the woods

around a grassy hole

with a golden light at the bottom.


I want to crawl down and see.

God sits down there

with a sharp smile and a flame

handing gold bars over to me.


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My faith in God in the darkness

illuminated the body of Christ

so Jesus teared off a whole leg, happily

and let it descend to me.


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When I dive deep down to a tangle

and ask God to untie it

heavenly creatures comb it out

with a single streak.


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God didn't want

me to think on my own

so He dragged me down

so low I no longer could.


As a fallen He knew

I would cling to Him

and as blank as it made me

I received easily

the answers He gave.


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Of course I'm twisted.

How can I stand straight on my own two feet

when I got no support?


There are several types of crutches.

I'm not steady with or without them


so let me fall and leave me there

God can give me the foundational truth.


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I slide down the path of blood.

A stream after Jesus and His followers.


The more martyrs the easier and faster it goes

for others to follow.


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If the love from humans didn't fail

I may never have yearned for the divine.


So I should stop complaining

about others shortcomings.

The Absolute has me.


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I found You.

Hearkened to Your heartbeats.

You beat me down with hammer blows.

Your big heart crushed my outer heart

and won me.


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Our Father!

Where did you learn to Father us?

Mother earth taught me,

who kindly showed me in her.


She lives and breathes Me

so I can direct the souls in her.


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God came into my body.

I felt His life and saw the golden light

flowing in the mirror of my heart.


My father's face looked down in it.

He appeared to be as playful as me.


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Your will is like a calm ocean of light,

irresistibly soft, unlike ours

that demands futile toil.


As long as I cling to the world I strain myself

because God on the other side tries to loosen me,

suck this dust to Himself.


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The tears come from sensing You.

They shed like my skin,

run down off me.


You mark every tear on my cheek

as a mirror

for Your light and face.


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I weep to cleanse me with tears

so the soot from the purgatory washes away

and I can see the sun shine in the mirror again.


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I came to You naked, chalky-white in the dark.

You folded me into Your black cape

and carried me close to Your chest up to the light;

Your mighty Kingdom.


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When God is dismissed like the root

and the protecting leaves of the cauliflower

what remains is a cabbage head.


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My red labia minora,

is bathing in the ocean.


They are the roots

of the flower in my chest.


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I died, but didn't run to heaven like I thought I would,

but fell silent in the dark alone,

afraid of condemnation from those in the light.


An angel came and lifted me up and carried me

through the midst of a church floor in heaven

to female servants of God, of which some where nuns.


My shortages were invisible here.

They were left as nothingness in the darkness at earth.

Here was neither a trace of condemnation.


They worked in unity, not by duty,

but by the joy of performing God's will.


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Jesus bowed down in the ocean

with a thorn crown on his head

and swiped through the deepest abyss.


When he arose from the enlightened sea

each thorn on the crown held a pearl.


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You attract everything you fear

because God wants you to overcome it.


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If Gods light doesn't shine on you

it shines on the other side; Within,

because like the sun it always shines.


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God told me:

Be a daughter of gold

and spin your heart around Me!


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A rose grows slowly inside me.

It unfolds with the sound of blueberries

between my teeth

and the juice dribbles into His mouth

that laps up its good bye eternally.


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Judgement is struck down

by prayer.


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When God wants to detach me He pulls me hard.

It has an harrowing effect on me,

but only before I'm caught up by blissfulness.


I don't need any support on the outside.

I can dance freely on my given path.

The path in You, God, who sustains me.


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You shall love the Lord with all your heart,

soul, mind and strength, we are told,

but God wants me to love Him with the flesh also.

God is the most intelligent lover.


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Tribulation breaks me out of prison.


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Nothing's the matter.

It's God that has a hold on me.

He has dragged me out far-reaching

to make me able to see beyond the tangible.


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The nature of the mind is light

in its foundation.


When thoughts are acknowledged

they dissolve

like black written words crumble away

on white paper.


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The butterflies wants to say good night.


Gods wants me back in His corset

and lull me into His sleep

which is the death of me.


I want you back, son of God,

who punctured, dismembered

and broke me out of the prison

with loose screws.


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I can raise you up from My home down here.

Look down in the grave. I lie there in hiding somewhere,

turning stones until you come.


We will scurry together to gems and gold.

Wear jewellery around the neck

until we find peace in the outline of it

and bleach every colour to white.


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Some people say there can't be a God

because a God wouldn't allow evil

to cause people to suffer


but because God doesn't accept evil

He throw light on it

so we become aware and can stop it.


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He doesn't regard my weaknesses as a part of me,

but something I need to deal with and overcome.


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Everything is unveiled as divine

in a spiritual perspective.


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We must suffer at earth

even though we are created in Gods image

because we are not yet born.


As the spiritual qualities grows

we are born into heaven.


The reason while people feel

that earth is not their home is because it's true.

It is the home of the body only.


The birth canal has the same channel of light

people see when their soul leaves the body.


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The divine light is for everybody.

As human beings our duty is

to overcome our resistance against it

so we become receptive to its influence.


When the amount of light from heaven increases

the resistance towards it increases simultaneously

because the light pushes the darkness aside

so it compresses more and more.


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The grass is green and has flowers on

and the sky is low.

I want to go to the end of the world

where there is only sky.


There people has cheerful legs, deep minds

and encircle their hearts with aquamarine.


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I'm a drop on my way to the ocean.

As long as fear doesn't freeze me to one place

I'm running by the power of the wind.


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A natural human is sour,

but with added heavenly fruit

they become good and sweet.


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A cumin leaf

buzzed down to me

and spun heaven together

with my inner nerve.


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God lives through me.

Death cease to exist

when God is more for me

than I am against Him.


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The narrow path is named humbleness.

Human encounters requires empathy

to not lose track


and with the sword of truth

we must cleave through the content of the mind,

receive wisdom in contemplation


because we are either on the lit path

or on one of the dark sides.


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I was laid waste in a dark grave.

At the same place as my dad.

He was high, aroused by praise.

I was low, weeping the soil wet.


The light is spine erect.

We must stand with faith, hope and mettle

to show the light we then can receive

and claim Gods cause.


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The door that reveals the light

is the darkness.


Remember to pray.

You are the door

that opens up more easily

anointed with blessed oil.


If you burn down the door

you become one with the light.

The body is just a frame

that stabilises the forces

that long for it.


Open the door

or the forces will sweep you off the floor

because they haste to the light for recognition,

but need your participation.


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The heavenly beings

who answers my questions to God

do not care if I thank them or not.

They get just as excited about the answers as me.


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Sorry and thanks are magical words

like two bells on the same string.


A string to heaven where an angel choir sings

each time the bell rings.
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A fly that flew to my foot

carried a message from heaven

on its wings.


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She is a child of the night

where she hears the bird sing

in the lucid peace.


She sing in the day

with clear voice

peace into her soul.


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I didn't know I was upset

before I flew up to the ceiling

while my body was sleeping.


To be able to land again

I had to express my hidden anger

so I smashed a dresser and swore.


Then I slowly sank down to the floor

and never slipped out of my body again.


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How can love come forth

when the life force that paves the way for it

are hindered by shame?


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When I was completely bare

vulnerable, like a baby

overwhelmed and scared,

all water flowed off from me,

but as soon as the old disappeared

new water came to uphold me.

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If you give up understanding life
how can you find meaning in it?

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We are created, but not yet born.
Like a seed in the dirt that almost suffocate
before it cracks
into a plant that can rise above the earth,
feel the air and see the sun.

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I can be fully enlightened now, if I want to.
God is prepared to send down as much light as I want,
but I hang back in fear of the darkness that comes with it.

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Nothing at earth is great, no mountain,
but the love between created beings.
When experiencing this love, everything seems great.

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It's all up to God,
but it is we who decide what will happen.
We are constantly served.

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There is really nothing to be achieved here.
You're not here to do something great,
but to get to know the great divine.

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Do not think you have the answer already.
No matter how similar a situation looks
as one you have experienced before, it is different
so be humble and keep your mind open.
You will get the answer when you need it only.

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My poetry had stalled
when I altered by a logarithm
that sent me to heaven like a magic spell
and poured down words like rain.

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If you're not prepared
to serve the Lord
you are not fit for heaven.

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I feel so green by the thought of you, God,
even though I am out of the woods now.

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I will keep on going from knot to knot
and beg God to join my exploration,
and then express the outright explanation.

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To return to God
is to show the butt to the world
and be born into heaven, head first.

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See all the light that falls down in storm.
The young girls fingers run through it all.

I can't measure Your threshold,
but I can bear it.
It is light as snowflakes.

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What distinguishes a saint from the average Joe
is how much they love God.

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Mary came to me and said: All mothers are one.
We all suffer when our child is treated unjustly.

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Therese from Lisieux found a quick way to God
when the elevator was invented.
I get quickly clean in the washing machine.

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I asked God to help me not get upset so easily.
Then a wind came with a spirit within
who said I ought not to care about pettiness
because that doesn't belong to the souls.

I can get upset when I don't get my petty way too,
but I'm not created to focus on my will,
but to love people as a whole.

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God is you and me
and His favourite is everybody
so surely He will supply
all our needs.

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If I compare myself with God
I'm nothing.
If I connect with God
I'm everything.

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She wanders like ash in water
and cry out for her Saviour.

Many has wondered what it means to be a Christian.
She is a holly in the thicket.
An angel only seen in glints in mens' eyes.

She didn't ingest bushes and pines,
but those who didn't know the way
when the night came
she ate as foliage.

No one knew the way
so she was only in the woods.

Up from the moors came pine trees 

to point out the clouds for her

with sharp needles.

The clouds consuming her
she consumed in the spinal marrow.
Didn't know anything else. Didn't think.
Just let her self be led by a wind stronger than herself.

Her body was almost gone.
The wind had taken over it
and she was naked as a vibrating leaf.

Under her hair a thread of light connected her to God
and in the hour of transformation
she showered the others with the water from heaven.

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If I only love the supreme
my love has no gravity.

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The door is the darkness that reveals the light.
Remember to pray because you are the door
that opens more easily anointed with blessed oil.

If you burn the door down you will be one with the light.
The body is just the frame that stabilises the powers
that wants to come to it.

If you don't open the door yourself
they will rush you off your feet.
They want to reach the light
to be reflected and acknowledged,
but needs your participation.

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It is judgement day.
Those closest to me
are my judges.
Not God, nor Jesus,
but my family members
enumerates everything
I have done which upset them
since I was born
and concludes
I am evil.

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Jesus has condemned me because I have condemned many,
but God is with me so it's a blessing really
while He is holding me down and shows me how terrible I have been.

In my despair I feel lucky because I think He believes there is hope for me
by showing me all this
and as close as He is now He shows me the way to bliss easily.

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God warns us about sin and hell
time and time again
because He really doesn't want to see us suffer.

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God doesn't send people to hell.
People descend by the gravity of their guilt.

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Those who resist God say
they don't take orders from anyone,
but God don't command us He gave free will.
He is guiding and His will is the same as ours,
if they only knew themselves.

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Just hours after the baptism
where I sank down in heavenly water,
the sun in heaven shone at me
and the angels were watching happily
while I was crying scared of drowning
I descended once more
through a channel by my left eye
to the desert under the earth
where it was dark and serene,
no one to see or hear
but God who whispered behind my left ear
while He showed me how everything is one
and how it all begun.

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God said to me:
Flirting is not ok.
Approach peoples hearts,
not their appetites.

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Mary said to me:
Every mother is one.
We all suffer when our child
is treated unfairly.

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When I feel Thee my tears shed
and glide down with my skin.

You shine a light on the tears on my cheek.
In each of them I see Your face.

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I am a candle God ignites
and melts by the fire,
but when I blend in,
am in the wind,
or feel dejected and bend my neck
the flame is quenched.

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Ocean waves swept under my skin
and seeped out of my eyes.
We all feel the same water.

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I was just wondering if angel wings
are symbolic or literal things
when an angel flew into my room towards me
and wrapped his large pink wings around my body.
It was love inside them only.

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I felt shut out from God
so I asked Him what to do about it.

The following night while deep asleep
I woke up to a light within
and saw these words
on a strip of paper descend:
CLEAR THE WAY FOR ME IN YOU

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The world moves so slowly
it will vanish quickly.

It peaks like a steeple,
but is worth nothing.

Pierces my body bottom up
through my throat

and leaves a silver metal kippah
floating above my head.

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The pain of feeling worthless
deepens my desire to serve Thee,
but if Your mercy didn't reach me
I would remain broken and useless.

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I am an outcast
so how can I come close to anyone?
I have no standpoint, just hover between heads.

Only God knows me then, profoundly.
He is stirring up something I don't dare to express
that could have brought me back in.

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After he made love to me
I saw a light and Jesus
stood with open arms
with love so sweet;
White nectar dripping down to me
accompanied by tears so clear
below.

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There is only Gods will
and everything goes according to His plan.

Even though we are the choice makers
His divine light penetrates all creation
and we will submit to it sooner or later.

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All fears combined
can not withstand the face of God.

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God knows it is tough for us to endure this world
where the warmth and light emanating from the sun
doesn't hold the wisdom and love as above.
That is why He will recompense us to a great extent
when we finally are untied from this placement.

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Unbelievers

You may ask why some never see the light in this lifetime.
Some seeds may have been planted deep in the ground
or under a big rock it takes time to grow around.

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We develop spiritually like a seed with a desire
to reach through the soil to the air, warmth and light
because we suffer from lack of freedom, love and wisdom
by feeling trapped, like dead or in need of answers.

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God gives me hell at earth
to purify me for heaven.

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Only people discriminate.
The sun of God shines 

on every creature just the same.

Only the amount we receive differs,
not His share of love
and the amount we seize is up to us.

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It's only God and me.

Everything else is distractions
and clues at the same time
of what God has in store for us,
but I'm detached from all that now.
God and me is all I can see.

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I invited God to be with me
and expressed to Him my worry.

He sank His big head into mine
and spoke with His tongue in my mouth
so His words became mine and convinced me
and my worry disappeared completely.

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Jesus must have stood behind the vision

of my dad looking deeply interested in me
unlike in reality

because when the vision turned back in
Jesus came forth

and fled behind it swiftly.

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God grants us our daily bread
so we have the divine power
to perform satisfying good deeds.

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God created us to know Him
so we would partake in His divine qualities
and share them in wonderful deeds.

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After experiencing God
the world no longer matters
and if you ever were self occupied
you pop out and leave the space open
to let Gods love and wisdom through
because God is too amazing
to care about an illusion of your home
and an illusion of you.

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God takes utmost pity
on unbelievers who suffer
because faith in Him
could have made it easier
for them to endure the pain.

Life is not painless for people of faith.
Faith just makes life easier to endure.

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To reach the smallest
the greatest Being
sends a path of light
for them to walk on.

I am a small i
and the dot above it is love.
I reach out for it
until we are one;
A number one can count on

and we become enlarged to an I.
God speaks in capital letters.

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The fire burning in my chest
is light on the other side
where I can enter
when I am completely purified
from this world.

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I didn't come to the world to work,
but to adapt to the divine.

If I work out what's celestial
balance is attained.

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The dawning place

I didn't have to hold myself up.
When I lost grip
I sank down to a serene desert;

The dawning place
the source ascends
and surrounds everybody.

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You pin me to the wall
and I creep under the threshold
into the rooms behind it

because you see me
and I want to see with your eyes
what I put the wall up against;
The oppression I wriggled out of
and screamed away

so I can repose
with a spiritual power within,
coming in unimpeded
and uniting us in a sparkling darkness,
in the arms reaching far around me.

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When I feel You
my tears shed
and my skin too.

You illumine them
with grace.
In each tear
I see Your face.

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The red glow
from Gods fire
in the hair.

The spark through
the pores of the skin
from the bonfire.

The light
in the eyes
shines in the mirror.

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Purification

Purifying water from God
runs under the skin
along high tension lines
which gives electric currents
to throw me over with.

This way these channels are opened:
Sentences without words
and tracks of occurrences
which are crushed in the wound as salt.

Then the water brings the grain
in streams to the eye
that stings only on the inside.

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When I received the power of the holy ghost

I walked up the mountain with my dad,
but then he walked away from me
and disappeared over the top.

I saw I was naken under my coat
and wondered if I should keep it open
or not. It was windy.

Then the holy ghost came behind me
and fastened the buttons down to my sex organ
where I felt his hand.

He lifted up the coat at the back
and entered me
and for every thrust I was filled with energy.

Before he climaxed I stopped the dream,
afraid I couldn't incorporate
more energy

and was relieved the next morning
I had escaped it
and wasn't highly aroused in reality.

I sat my feet down on the floor
and all the energy came back in my body!
I didn't know what to do. What misery!

I let the body choose.
It pushed the opening of my vagina down
until it touched the ground
and the earth absorbed the energy,

but I'm not saying it never came back to me.


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Hell and the demons who stirred up hate
to nourish the flames 

burns out when there is nothing left to burn.

There will be no trace left of it
when God blows the ashes into infinity.

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How do I follow Your will, God, constantly?
God: Are you willing to sacrifice your life for humanity?
Suddenly I saw virgin Mary when Joseph came in
and said they had to leave behind everything
to bring Jesus into safety.

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When snow queen turned to God
He melted her frozen heart.
The water ran through her veins
and soon she cried them out.

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Questions you ask God is like arrows you shoot.
The more precise the phrasing, the straighter it flies.
The more riveted it is, the better the head will hit.
The stronger your desire to know the answer is,
the more power the arrow has to hit it.

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​Lucifer has lead me from heaven down

and given me a towel to protect my head with

from dangers I couldn't see.

I trusted him, that I needed it

because in its shadow

I couldn't see reality.

Then I got in real danger.

Lucifer continued to weave on it.

The towel just got bigger and bigger.

When I asked God for light

I could look down on the fabric threads.

Each question I asked Him tore the towel apart.