-So what is this what is this image what do you spend your whole day doing what are you building what are you making up you put blood and sweat over this what is its purpose…...

-Its too soon to tell.

...The Highest Residency is worshipped...

We know God in 3

He is...

Put me on stage

Put me on stage and I am home

Put me on the platform and I have found, re-discovered my long lost parts which laid dormant in me

Put me on stage and I m in my element

Put me on stage and something else takes over an indescribable God force(for lack of wording)

Put me on stage and the whole crowd will respond whether with accollades or with amazement yet I guarantee a deep reaction

Put me on stage and I find my home a home where even God agrees I should live there

A home similar to a kind of activity where you know nothing you are doing is wrong and your conscious approves aswell and so you do with absolute abandon

Put me on stage and my whole body is in an experience that no-one can take from me

I become alive and full of nuclear sparks, atomic erruptions of sound going off with each note sung.. that enable any note any chord any song to come out

Put me on stage and heaven will look down to enquire what are the earthlings doing down there

Put me on stage and God Himself will want part of the action I promise by heaven and earth He will

Put me on stage and I sing and dance and perform. Stage my natural habitat.

The stage

Put me there and its my absolute exhale.

I’m alive onstage all else fades all the existence of things and matter disappear

Then its me the stage the music and then God whose jealousy has made sure that all my exertions on stage are directed to Him n those He wants ministered to

Yet its not about Him now its about the stage and my transcendental experiences I have when there .

And …oh !, my here He comes again(I search why the stage has such hold) and oops! Here He comes again the reason for the stage so no matter if I (try) kick Him out He is the reason for the stage and here I am again back to Him to hand Him what He gave to me

I can’t exclude Him…. so its God the music the stage then me in God in the stage
Salvation is a piece of work.

Their.

Their cry their cause found their existences most craved expression their last breathe whimper their loves true interpretation their true selves their out of the world unearthly heaven sent experiences their great exploits their melody their harmony their hearts tune and their identification their longevity their feed their aim their constant eject from the lip their center their mantra their complete know their outbursts their depths in the times of plenty and of praise and times of lament and their out cry their great shout their words their sayings their speech their nights hour comfort their link to the greater their total surrender their known path to the sane their utterance their open mouth gush their strength to a grand procession their completeness their abide their hope their hold their resolution their resolve their wake up greeting their steadfast attachment their return after coloring outside lines their lighthouse their welcome their unity their eyes setting their life stance their greatest laughter their journeys and it chronicles their starting point their great hide their intense pleasure their dominant force their joys their find their unshakable foot placement their weak spots compacted and combated their brilliance their absolute poetry their offerings their likings their place of residency their place of abide their tinkle their best moments defined their delight their answers their way out their kindling and ever rising brimming and strength filled songs their great meetings their abilities their open mouth confession their laudatory their ecstasial bliss their youth their old age their lives their reliance their total abandon in the One of themselves their careless care in His Care… their One
even

their persecutions their sufferings
Yet I muse because when you don’t persecute them they praise and when you do they praise even louder.

and they find such, in their confidence their absolute trust their treasure the thing they possess and hold most dear is summed up in 1 word

JESUS

jump in...

Jump in don’t hesitate ask no question sit make yourself at home let your hair down do what you would do in the secret place you call home come let your feet rest on my coffee table take my words ask questions take my statements challenge and make known to me your doubts and skepticism don’t be alarmed I am most welcome to laugh with you listen to you and hear you don’t be taken aback don’t be shy just simply be let it all just come to me and let me tell you when you are out of bounds don’t stress let me be the one to tell you that is not to be said or done go on tell me your stories share with me your pains let me know what your mysteries are let me know what you have lost and what you just discovered talk to me let me know what you treasure about yourself where you want to be tell me about the world you live in what’s going on in it what happening in your scene let me know share with me the darkest part of you that makes you realize you are in need of a Savoir share with me a part of you that even scares you and makes you wonder just how far is too far go into detail abandon yourself to me let me be the very thing your existence craves let me be The Father you lost and now has found you and wants you back don’t be stressed about the faults and mistakes you will make in my company let me worry about that you just give me you give me your heart your mind your soul your life and whatever you desire to give talk to me tell me what you think of Me and I will tell you what I think of you let me know what you most want in all the world I don’t want a lot I just want you. So where do you want to start…..
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So what do you make of that?...lol…welcome Home.

Writer: is in Aplaces.

i live here yet i am hardly here!

I live here yet I am really not here

Living amongst the stars

Making decisions based on high expectations

Constructing the scene of my faithed future

Immortalizing what has not been brought into existence yet

I play with big ideas and mess around with bigger than me day dreams I wake up in

places angels constantly live in and frequent

I am here and yet I am hardly ever here

My residence my abide my home is amongst Guardians and watchers of The Throne

My place of head rest is under Ancient of days white as snow robe

The place I frequent is the heart of Savior King this is me I escape in the place

of Invisible elements and unseen beings and spirits I sit in a place of royal

welcome and unreasonable graces….This is the place you are taken to when you ask
Jesus to come into your life and take it and use it for His purposes when you say “I receive You Jesus”

A place of great Hide and Escape

A place of Angel dwellings!

I live here yet I am never here

The most anticipated Script of all....My life