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Mighty Warrior

He charges on a stead dressed in gold His armor glistens in the sun Mighty Warrior is He My Lord is above all I learned of a loving God early in life but a God or wrath and thunder terrified … Continue reading

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Bugle Call

Click on this MP3 file to hear the morning reveille bugle call. The MP3 for Taps, played at night is below the poem. Reveille ********************************************** The bugle sounds each morning and night marking the commencing and passing of the day. … Continue reading

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Power

Power, dominion, enslavement So you want power, do you? No problem! I can give you more than you can ever imagine. All will be yours to command as you please. Countries around the world will jump at the chance to … Continue reading

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Choose to be Happy

Black cat bad omen, witches friend, hex gentle purrs, she snuggles near furry ball of love superstitions deleted How influenced we are by our culture accepting without question criticized if we do question. Are we our thoughts churning negative fears … Continue reading

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Golden Dog

He watches me, holds my gaze for long periods of time, transmitting from the astral. I feel engulfed as I merge with him, becoming one with him, yet still retaining my essence. Animals are our guides. How foolish we are … Continue reading

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Honey of Life

Gratitude is the honey of life. Sip its nectar every day. Even the poorest of the poor can enjoy the stars. Gratitude is the honey of life. Shift your perspective to behold the glory of God. Every breath you take … Continue reading

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Spiral Lesson–The Voice of God

I hear the voice of God in the silence of the floresta. With whispers of wind, God calls my name. In silence, I go within opening to Source. Pulse of my blood coursing through my veins marks my life here … Continue reading

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