fraud by mail, the ignorance of dismantle, and donkeys - rabid from eating pizza by the gate...

so grateful for accommodations to disconnect - i.e. unfollow option! more often it seems i'm submitting to refrain rather than destroy relationships. so much ignorance. i never imagined i would wake up in the tattered and torn terrain that has become my America. the sad part is the narrow minded view of so many friends/family. i simply cannot understand how they refuse to see the corruption and manipulation. so obvious - the very hand of satan directing soldiers of chaos and anarchy. i have to wonder, if they had their rathers, who would they have play the part? i imagine the same world with different leading actors and shudder.
for now prayer, i feel, is the only viable recourse. until November arrives and brings some resolution, i will continue to push forward. America can be great again. as soon as the wall is complete and the rabid donkeys are confined .

all lives matter

the realization that our time is quickly dissipating
forces us to acknowledge the inevitability of our own mortality...

how do we disallow previous insurrections
from encroaching upon our passage to (forgiveness) freedom?
surely,
there must be reparation -
penance paid for our crime of disbelief?
how else could we feel justified in receiving -
so gracious -
the reward?

perhaps the answer is not concealed in riddles.

what if the cure for our iniquities is found in simple affirmation -
not bound by rituals or potions prescribed by impetuous apothecaries -
false prophets wearing masks of absolution to camouflage their deceit?
imagine the supposition of choice -
Matthew's Jesus on the mountain,
or one that walks with Luke among the broken and bereaved.
i must say either would be welcome in my sanctuary.
to sit in audience with the author of creation -
share space and time with he who knew my name before a single word was said.

to listen with fascination -
to the proclamation of promise from beatitudes of grace...