(Philosophy/Poem): My Name Is Nod (About The Garden Of Eden)

My Name Is Nod

OF THE SEVERAL HUNDRED POEMS THAT I HAVE WRITTEN THROUGH THE YEARS THIS IS MY OWN PERSONAL FAVORITE.

This is a poem that is designed to make you think, to get you to maybe get the book of Genesis out for another look-see. Maybe, if you are not good at world geography you might want to dig into some maps of the known world of about 5,000 years or so ago. I hope that you enjoy it, quite a bit of research went into making this poem be accurate.

 

Do you know me

Listen, does not the wind whisper

Do not the mountains echo my name

How is it that you do not know me

Did not Moses lay out the path to my door

 

 

For two of your human generations

The Valley of The Garden of God

Was my western door

My Sister, Lake Urmia was fast a sleep

Within her no bounty ever found

The West Gate of God’s Garden she guarded

Now she is but salty ground

 

 

Did not my mountains rumble

And spew forth fire and rocks

How is it you can not find me

Can you not hear the ticking of the clock

 

 

Many of your years ago now one came to me

Spewed forth from the Garden of God

With a mark upon his head, he came unto me

So all my inhabitants would know

That whosoever dared to harm him

Would quickly also soon be dead

 

 

The Garden has now so long been gone

It’s land like mine is scorched

The Face of God once again I yearn to see

When the light shines and the Trumpet blasts

Will He with tearful voice echo my words to you

My Child, My Child, how is it you do not know me

(Philosophy Poem) The Lord’s Path To Walk

The Lord’s Path To Walk

 

If you walk with The Lord fear not the path you tread

Like the Perfect Doctor He always protects and saves

The wise do not have the wisdom of their own Creator

A sensible person clings to His laws as Divine Oracles

Guard yourself with His Light upon your feet and heart

 

Know what you will say before your words are formed

There is a time that all should stay quiet and to listen

Draw upon your G-d given wisdom when your speaking

The heart of the fool walks within the prints of a Dragon

If our friend mocks the path you walk he is indeed no friend

 

In the days of our life do we make one more important than others

Do we not all along with the Earth rotate around the same Sun

In The Lord’s wisdom each day and each season is appointed to us

We were all made of dust and to it we shall all surely return again

Follow The Lord’s path and His words for they are exalted and blessed

 

Do not give power over your Soul to anyone else for our Creator owns us

All of the Lords works is in pairs of two like a coin with two sides two faces

The wise listen and obey their Master’s voice but the fool walks in darkness

Excel in your daily walk with The Lord, put no undue strain upon your honor

We shall all receive our due inheritance from the life that we choose to walk

 

 

(Spiritual Poem) The Calling Up

THE CALLING UP

 

When the Seed blooms we are called

Eternal Souls assigned to a heartbeat

The Spirit to the flesh from the source

Heartbeat to the grave we live only once

Born to live among Man, Demond’s, Saints

 

No where for any of us to hide our face

All are either Evil, Good or some vacant

All live the Spiritual life we choose to live

Witches, Ghosts and Demons walk among us

Two deaths are assigned to the ignorant flesh

 

The Bride will call out to us but who will hear

Rumblings from Hell shakes beneath our feet

Even the dark heart cannot hide from The Light

The Calling Up, so few Saints will still be left alive

Hell gathers the foolish when The Groom takes His Bride

 

Christians/Jews Are Going To Love/Hate This

Christians/Jews Are Going To Love/Hate This

This letter to you today is my beliefs which I have garnered from my 50+ years of studying the Bible, mostly the King James Version. I have also studied other Versions as well plus such Books as makeup the Apocrypha. I am not a ‘know-it-all’ but I am always honest with you in anything that I write. Before I write letters to you I always pray for G-d’s guidance through His Holy Spirit and on Biblical Articles like this one I very much pray for His guidance.

 

I would like to start with the very beginning of the Bible, the Book of Genesis, Chapter #1. The first thing that people need to understand is that there were two Creations spoken of here, not one. First G-d created men and women and G-d told them to go and populate the Earth. This was from “Day #6” you can find this in Chapter#1 Verses 26, 27 and 28. ( written as 1: 26-28) Then there was day# 7 where G-d rested from all His work. If you are reading the Scripture right now did you notice that Adam nor Eve have been spoken of yet? Adam does not come to be until 2:7. There G-d created “a man” and the man “became a living Soul.” This was not said of the men and women that G-d created in Chapter #1. In Chapter 2:18 “And the Lord said (Obviously speaking to another Spiritual Being) “it is not good that the man should be alone, I will make him help that is fit for him.” G-d had not yet made Eve as she was not created until very late in Chapter 2 in Verse #22. Two different Creations of mankind, not just one. You see, Adam was a “special” Bloodline and Eve came from him, his rib. When I am speaking of two creations I am only speaking of two creations of man, not two creations of the planet or of the Galaxy. Folks, the first ‘Creation’ was of the Gentile people, Gentile simply refers to “not a Jew.”  Jesus Himself referred to us Gentiles as “people who before this time (the Resurrection) were not a people.)

 

Have you ever pondered the thought of what happened to Adam and Eve’s first child Cain after he killed his younger brother Abel? Folks please read 4:13-15. When G-d cast Cain out Cain went to the east of Eden into the land of Nod where he met his wife and they had children. I have a question for you, where did she come from? The only people on the Earth at that time was Cain and his Mom and Dad, correct? No, that is obviously incorrect! Please go back to Verse 13, 14 & 15 again please. Cain was driven out “from the face of the Earth.” Obviously “Earth” is not meant as “the planet” it simply meant as the ground/land in that area.

 

In Verse 14 Cain makes a statement to G-d “and it shall come to pass that everyone who finds me will kill me–question for you, every one of whom? The only people on the planet was himself and his Mom and Dad, correct?  No, not correct folks! Now, please look at verse #15: “and the Lord set a mark upon Cain so that any finding him would not kill him.” Whosoever whom, his Mom and Dad? Also, “lest any finding him/Cain,” any finding him, any of who?

 

After the death of Abel, Adam and Eve had a third son and they named him Seth. Then in the last Verse (#26) of Chapter #4 we are told that Seth later has a son. I have a question, who did he have the child with, his Mom? Simply folks, by the time of the ‘Creation’ of Adam and Eve there were hundreds of thousands or even a few million other people (Gentiles) on this rock we call Earth. But, ‘big but’ those people were not of the Royal Bloodline of Adam and Eve.

 

Folks if you or I are not of 100% of the “Royal Bloodline” then you and I are Gentiles! Personally I doubt if there are more than a few hundred of such people on the planet today. I would say that there probably aren’t any if it weren’t for the fact of the 144 thousand of Revelation. There are 12 “Tribes” of Israelites times 12,000 from each Tribe=144,000. This 144,000 are of males who had not been defiled by the woman, meaning virgins. We are told throughout the Scriptures that “Salvation is only of the Jew” in the Old Testament then after the Resurrection we Gentile were grafted into this Holy Family. Yet even in the Book of Revelation Jesus made it clear that “salvation is to the Jew first, then unto the Gentiles.”

 

(Scriptural Influenced Poem) Zechariah And The Lord’s Promise

Zechariah And The Lord’s Promise 

 

Soldiers awaken your blade against My enemies

Cut off the strength of he who dares to shun Me

Strike their Shepherd and his Demons will flee

I will turn My hand against those who curse Me

 

I will spread their blood upon the whole land

Two of three will die at My will saith the Lord

Those remaining I shall test them as with pure gold

Can a beast be refined into a man then into a Saint

 

Those who choose Me I will refine and test their purity

The Faithful will follow Me and will bare My Holy Name

I will answer those who through faith choose to follow Me

The Saints will follow after Me and I will be their G-d

(Philosophy/Poem): My Name Is Nod (About The Garden Of Eden)

OF THE SEVERAL HUNDRED POEMS THAT I HAVE WRITTEN THROUGH THE YEARS THIS IS MY OWN PERSONAL FAVORITE.

This is a poem that is designed to make you think, to get you to maybe get the book of Genesis out for another look-see. Maybe, if you are not good at world geography you might want to dig into some maps of the known world of about 5,000 years or so ago. I hope that you enjoy it, quite a bit of research went into making this poem be accurate.

 

Do you know me

Listen, does not the wind whisper

Do not the mountains echo my name

How is it that you do not know me

Did not Moses lay out the path to my door

 

 

For two of your human generations

The Valley of The Garden of God

Was my western door

My Sister, Lake Urmia was fast a sleep

Within her no bounty ever found

The West Gate of God’s Garden she guarded

Now she is but salty ground

 

 

Did not my mountains rumble

And spew forth fire and rocks

How is it you can not find me

Can you not hear the ticking of the clock

 

 

Many of your years ago now one came to me

Spewed forth from the Garden of God

With a mark upon his head, he came unto me

So all my inhabitants would know

That whosoever dared to harm him

Would quickly also soon be dead

 

 

The Garden has now so long been gone

It’s land like mine is scorched

The Face of God once again I yearn to see

When the light shines and the Trumpet blasts

Will He with tearful voice echo my words to you

My Child, My Child, how is it you do not know me

(Poem) Pass It On

PASS IT ON

 

We were all born and we all will die

Breath is slapped into us and out

A to Z this is upon all our heads

Do we prosper or do we starve

Was there light in our darkness

 

Born to slave for the rich man’s crumbs

All work, no life, no play yet we try

Our Children and theirs, do they no us

Choices we made killed our inner Soul

Life without being loved is not a life at all

 

Love in our old age is truly hard to fathom

Work till you drop is the true path of the poor

We rent a piece of G-d’s property, for a while

For we in deed own nothing in this life at all

Wisdom, knowledge, love is life so pass it on

 

(Poem) What Is In The Dark Of Night

What Is In The Dark Of Night 

 

Do we see darkness wherever we look

Is there no light left for to bless our eyes

Are there no clear nights the Stars to shine

Soon or Globe will no more pass by another

What shall our eye see beneath the cold clay

 

The early morning the city and farmer do sleep

Against sleep, we do open our eyes to see the day

High Noon draws, it’s time to eat the mornings catch

Over The Hill but gracefully, yet none of us have fallen

We notice our light is fading, thank G-d we had one at all

 

Can we see perfectly with our eyes while we’re still dreaming

Sometimes ones sight is clearer when we are in Rem deep sleep

When we see lights flashing in the dark in quilts do we bury our self

Laying down at night are we concerned the morning we shall not see

In the calmness of this night’s darkness will the Boogeyman come for thee

 

 

 

Truth: Is All That Matters

Truth: Is All That Matters

 

This statement, this title, probably confuses or even angers some folks I would imagine. After all, what matters to each of us is a personal thing isn’t it? I know I am painting this picture of life with a broad brush at the moment but as this letter to you goes forward I will try to narrow this ‘Truth’ concept down into a much more precise venue.

 

What things matter the most to you in your personal life, is it our Spouse, our children, our bank accounts? Personally I feel very blessed that I am where I am at, at this stage in my life. I have made many huge mistakes in my life, I have hurt a lot of people including people who are close to me.  Even though my health forced me to retire at the age of 56 my little family still have a roof over our head, enough food to eat and two old vehicles to drive us where we need to go (I personally do not drive anymore myself though). What have these things got to do with truth though you my rightfully ask? The answer is in the form of a question though, the question is, what matters the most to each of us, is it our family, or our home, something else?

 

How is it possible that you or I even exist? How is it possible that we have anything here in this life? Did we create the things that we have? Some my say yes, I built my house myself, I went to the woods and cut the trees down towed them to my land and did all the work myself including the plumbing and the electricity, so yes, I did it all myself and that is the truth. Some say that their family is the most important thing in their life and that they created their own children and they have DNA test results to prove it.  What about our bank accounts and our fleet of fancy cars, you worked very hard and long hours to obtain these luxury things so they are our pride and joy.

 

I have been focusing on material items so far because at least here in the U.S. it seems that the ‘truth’ has to do with our ego, our pride, our self-worth.  We tend to think that we ourselves are the rock our world is founded upon and we seldom seem to think about how any of these life miracles ever even became a possibility. We, are the center of our own universe, the world is round and it rotates around us. What is the real truth though? Did I really create this world that I live in? Our house, our two cars, our food, the jobs that I had to create the income during my lifetime, did I really create them, are they mine? My wife, my children and grandchildren, even this body that I have, the air that I breathe, are they mine? Do I own them, is my life, really my life? Did I create the ground, the dirt, the trees, the air we breathe? Am I the Creator of any of this, are you?

 

Everything that you or I have belongs to the one who is the actual Creator and the one who is the sustainer of all the things that make up who we are. All of our possessions, they are not ours, we are only renting them from the one who actually truly owns them and that is not you or me. All land, all money, all food, all shelter belongs to the true Creator of these things and the one who allows us to exist on His property. Some folks complain about giving back even 10% of our bounty to the one who actually owns even the air we breathe. The real ‘Truth’ is that we are allowed to exist because of the Grace of the one and only the true ‘Creator’. Folks, we all need to get our priorities straight, we must all face the fact that we are not the center of the Universe. When we die, if we die in ignorance to the facts about reality then we will face the Truth of what Scriptures call ‘The Second Death’. What is this? We all die once here in this physical body, then we will all face the reality of being cast away from our Creator forever. The ‘Second Death’ is this eternal separation from our Creator. Folks, this is truth whether we like it or hate it, this does not matter, it is still ‘The Truth’ we all will face.

(Theology Type Of Poem) What We See, But Also, What We Don’t See

What We See, But Also, What We Don’t See

 

We are all in the Womb, so what did we know and when

So, what did we see with our first memory, of anything

What did we know when we first remember seeing the Sun

How many folks have we seen through our heart, for a while

When did we each say, here I am, and remember that memory

 

There is always a time when we look right through our life, like a grind

We all walked past the Daily Hurdles life so kindly keep twirling at us

Did we notice and remember the people who slid in and out of our daily life

Stages of how you and I look now look in the memories of others cared about

Grades at every step, in deed we’re prodded and Rated, but what were we taught

 

Those around us who we know, how many of those folks don’t even recognize us

Yet how many wonderful people have we walked by because we didn’t see them

One side is irate cause the memories they see were far from being great ones

With Gray Hair we understand better what our senses of youth were blind to

When we understand that only by the Grace of G-d, have you or I, ever been