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October 2023

What It Means This Time

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What It Means This Time

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Pilate asked

We may infer

He didn’t mean it

That the Romans

Took the truth

As they found it

As they made it

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The modern person

Secular

Asking on occasion

Not waiting for an answer

Except the answer

As we need it for

Moment by moment

Justification

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Then to wash our hands

As if

That made a difference

For the truth

As we need it now

And pushed into a new form

As we need it

Later

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Behold your person

Who is your monarch

I have tortured

Beyond the law

And now the law

Is done

With this one

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Say this is enough

I want other things

To do

And now you thread

Insinuations

Through the crowd

They murmur

And then roar out for Barabbas

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Do you even know

Who that is

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Well

I will release them

To you

Wash my hands again

Let go Barabbas

And then Christ

To indicate

Your will with them

One to roam

One to execute

With others for

Barbaric companionship

On crosses

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What is in it

Water

There is salt

For exorcism

My excuse

Or it might as well

Be tears

For bitter clarity

Of what is real power

When they have it

When you

Have it

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John 19:5

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The Anchorite Paradigm

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The Anchorite Paradigm

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There is quiet

There is some noise

There is the right

Combination

Based on relative needs

And wants

So that the anchorites

Inside

Might thrive

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I’m not sure

I can tell

Because I’m not she

Or you

Preparing for retreat

Or the quiet

Time

In every day

For God and one

And later on

A few more

Maybe many

If there’s a meeting

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It has to be a merging

The world isn’t one thing

Or the other

Spirit

And flesh

Technology

Impulsive

Even pollution and clean air

Is the way we have things

Now

And for a while longer

Until something breaks

Like a good wave

And we have innovation

With tradition

And legacy

That’s in between

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Breathe for selah

In our inventing

Wait a second for approval

Then move on toward

Another

Better

Newer

Defensible

Amen

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Speaking Simply

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Speaking Simply

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Who holds the tap

On grace

Like backyard water

Miserly barmaster

Rain

For life

On hanging gardens

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Why

No one

Keeps grace tight

Or somehow

Unavailable

Do not let anyone

Inform you

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Grace is free

We need to say this

While the only one who holds it

Lets it go

To pour upon the Earth

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xxxxxOr faithful tears

With salvation

Near

And all we have to do is to touch

To hear

To take it in

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Let no one bill you

Teach you anything extreme

For expectation

God might like to use you

But will not

Should you ask for distance

Space

And time

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The vulnerable should come to God

The children

God appeals

It’s open

No money or affiliation

Must change hands

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The strong

Or strong supposed

May come to God as well

Those who like to lift things

Move things around

Or have them moved

Or who wish

In frustration

They

You

Were movers

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God will take

The complexity of plans

xxxxxGod can handle

And would handle for you

While you learn

The simple

And profound

And the merely simple

Like the love of God

Be love

For every person

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Love without measure

Meaning

Complete

For nothing

Everything

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Left Over

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Left Behind Over

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I used to wonder

How I got it

Wrong

How I was tricked

By devilish

Personae

And didn’t get to go

Above

Beyond

Wherever all the heavenly

Got to go

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I am on Earth

When it’s called tribulation

To be here

And to be here

I have to have my forehead

Marked

Be ready to pay

Bars of gold

For bread

And who knows

If any water

Anything is safe

While nothing is

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I wish it hadn’t come to this

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A savior

Styled by self

And people

Rises

A liar

Who looks

Oh

So

Well

In public

Yet drains us for itself

Ready to execute

The life from those

Returning

To the faith

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And me

Should I feel the blade

Of death on Earth

For heaven

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A heavenly force

Arrives

And all again is overthrown

This time for victory

Of belief

And real power

Manifest like matter

From creation

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It has hurt

It has been trying

Life

And death for faith was awful

Now it’s done

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And is it a dream

For sirens of

Earthly missiles

And a moment

To decide

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So

Decide

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