Chasing


Daddy I supernaturally see

You chasing your daughter effortlessly

after she rejects your reflective protection.

It takes my breath away that you love her

through all her sinful and minuscule decay’s

of this pain in vain yesterday 

with no fun in the sun by the lies that 

make her stake in fake shake & break her inside.

your daughter cannot ignore she’s unseen

by the man she willingly landed in quicksand.

your daughter cannot ignore that she isn’t adored.

your daughter has to face this public disgrace.

your daughter has to see she settled badly.

your daughter has to comprehend her legal

isn’t regal or ideal and a space of pretend.

your daughter cannot overcompensate 

this man will always hesitate and evacuate.

her wedding rings will always sting and

she cannot joyfully sing on that stage 

because she paused the cause of a pitfall

that’s designed to align her by divinely 

and supernaturally giving her all in this call

to conquer the conformities of societal rituals.

her cultural bondage is competition & jealousy.

those blinding hostages silenced God 

in replace to never address her oppressed 

empty with this broken martial marriage

which she sees is a chaotic savage.

your daughter is hurt you didn’t fix her sin.

your daughter thought you’ll ordain this game

she dangerously played with her life as a wife.

biblically wisdom is a she but she flees

from this supernatural see to be in her scene.

biblically the women that match her mindset

is an offset to reset her intellect by reflecting

that God never ordained Vashti, Leah, or Hagar.

so your daughter ignores Your Biblical Oath

to grow cold, old, and unwillingly sleepwalk 

as the choking example of what not to do.

Daddy I supernaturally see

You chasing your daughter effortlessly

after she rejects your reflective protection.

It takes my breath away that you love her

through all her sinful and minuscule decay’s

of this pain in vain yesterday 

with no fun in the sun by the lies that 

make her stake in fake shake & break her inside.

your daughter is publicly seen as the wrong hue.

your daughter is too through but you still want her.

your daughter doesn’t want you, just her ruse.

it’s no use because the man she landed 

in quicksand with, is changing and looking above.

as your Chosen we are broken but you love us

through our sinful combusts and distrusts 

so we can see that biblically our blueprint 

is an imprint of how much you are for us God.

despite your daughter privately saying no

to you God, and yes to her sinking facade,

you still want her and love her when she 

can’t even see she doesn’t love herself.

Daddy I supernaturally see

You chasing your daughter effortlessly

after she rejects your reflective protection.

It takes my breath away that you love her

through all her sinful and minuscule decay’s

of this pain in vain yesterday 

with no fun in the sun by the lies that 

make her stake in fake shake & break her inside.

Love is patient and kind not a rewind of time.

The days of yesterday’s are sorrows with no

hope of tomorrow and darkness with no light.

your daughter’s pride in her lies misguided 

her insides where she walked into a strife life.

it doesn’t hurt your daughter enough yet

to give up and welcome your out but it will.

As God’s creation in His perfect image 

we are called to rise above in love to want higher.

As God’s creation in His perfect image 

we are called to see what makes us flee blindly.

As God’s creation in His perfect image 

we are called to be better together as humanity.

As God’s creation as His perfect image

God designed marriage to be a ministry not popularity.

God put Eve as Adam’s rib because their marriage

had a purpose for God’s kingdom.

Only God arranged marriages are ordained.

Mankind cannot ordain or arrange a marriage.

That’s what your daughter did and it shows.

Over time we as mankind cannot hide our lies.

God always exposes the hearts of humanity 

no matter what we say or do: 

truth is biblical. 

truth is supernatural.

truth is ordained.

Every knee shall bow and flee from the enemy.

It’s in the Bible: our blueprint is our oxygen.

The Bible is the only way to breathe into Today.

The Bible is the only way to ease into peace

that surpasses all tangible understanding.

God’s peace is biblical & supernatural.

God’s love is biblical & supernatural.

God’s ordained marriages are all biblical & supernatural.

You have your daughter God.

your daughter will open her eyes in her strife life

when she’s ready for Your Peace and to be set free.

Thank you Holy Spirit.

Thank you King Jesus.

Thank you Constant One.

The Holy Trinity is key to being set free.

Love your fighter, lighter, and daughter.

overwhelmed

when I don’t know what to do

I always turn to You for my walkthrough God.

You are the only hue that’s true breakthroughs.

she who is me decided to be set free biblically.

she who is me and I, laid down all lies & pride.

when she’s overwhelmed,

she binge eats or drifts to sleep.

she had no food & Jojo* was used

to break the chain of her ruse

as Jojo refused for her to be weak in sleep.

she’s cheap and doesn’t want to leap.

she’s the her in God’s Stir:

he + He + her is going to occur.

she don’t know what to say 

to what God keeps displaying 

in His Supernatural Timing Way.

she’s not okay with this arrange,

because it’s tangibly strange & 

looks so insane to her overwhelmed brain.

God is saying the impossible is sea parted.

she created an expectation 

to reject that promised biblical dedication.

when she scribed 

the painful lines in Unpopular

this vision was no longer spectacular.

It’s easier for her to believe 

and receive they’re not to be supernaturally.

But God is saying only He holds this key.

& the he God says is for me in His Stir,

is awakened, transformed & reborn. 

according to God who’s loud in this ground.

she doesn’t know how to grow with this flow.

she thought he didn’t want three strands ever.

she thought he’d always want that quicksand,

that’s full of lies that makes that stake of fake 

suffocate biblical truth, and walk drunken aloof.

Unpopular was a mental switch of no use,

all she saw and felt made her heart melt.

the he God says is for she who is me 

intentionally sleepwalked for so long 

in the slums of his sinning tailspins, 

with the woman he flees in misery of

that two strand marital quicksand delivery.

he thought he had all the answers in his plans.

she’s foolish to rise above in love 

when his love was his ways and displays.

God is loud in sounds of this promise ground. 

he said to me: eleventh month/twenty-thirteen.

she doesn’t believe or receive that dream.

that dream became a nightmare, because 

he was always aware of the she he’s meant 

to be in the land of Kingdom Math: 3 Strands. 

so why does this have to be after the woman

he decided to flee in misery with?

because he sees it isn’t worth the hurt & dirt.

she feels like a default of looking back salt.

she kept going and fighting for growing.

she was determined to be unsalted:

and walk the talk as salt of the Earth.

she was determined to have her pain 

of his selfishness be a deliverance gain

& platform for daughters to never settle 

and swallow a hallow foul 

in the sexual bow & allow disrespectful 

by neglectful treatment like the woman 

who was desperate to be in this man’s 

space, even if treatment was in a disgrace 

of the lane of shame disdain quicksand.

this woman didn’t focus on the foundation 

that’s now creating so much pain in vain.

at the time in this woman’s mind: his contest

was the only way for this man to be okay 

with this woman in his space. this woman’s 

mission was an aggressive decision to be his.

two years later, the woman isn’t walking the

talking of the self-created incision envisioned.

he doesn’t celebrate this woman organically.

he didn’t support this woman’s family charity.

he didn’t display the intentionally in the way

this woman wanted. this woman is forgotten.

the legality of this two strand irregularity,

doesn’t change this is a strange barbarity.

this woman has the title of missus, yet the 

display from this man is brother to little sister.

this man never switched to husband.

this man doesn’t see this woman as his wife.

there’s a loud dark cloud over this marital land.

only God has the solution to this dilution.

she doesn’t want to hear about this lair.

she’s over there and away from this decay.

she’s overwhelmed by this supernatural realm.

God is the loudest when she’s drowning

out this supernatural connection in reflection. 

for her protection, she sets to be aggressive in 

the shielding of God’s Business for deliverance.

she’s overwhelmed her dreams are currently 

coming to past when she dismissed them.

she was fooled by the woman’s tangible tools.

she’s over this storyline of drunken foolishness. 

she’s over her focused scribing rhymes.

she wants a new assignment in lyrical times.

she wants a new focus from this ungodly locus.

she’s okay with singleness as her display.

she sees it’s safe and she won’t get hurt again.

she doesn’t want a repeat of that retreat in defeat.

she can’t afford to be hurt by this man’s dirt.

there’s no worth in slums of sinning tailspins.

he doesn’t want to be what he’s called to be,

according to she who is me obediently. 

Unpopular isn’t for everyone. 

Purpose isn’t for everyone.

Deliverance isn’t for everyone.

Three strands isn’t for everyone.

Obedience isn’t for everyone.

The road less traveled isn’t for everyone.

so she received his message, because

actions are louder than words that occurred. 

she’s overwhelmed by God’s Stir equaling 

he + He + her: His Promise coming to pass.

God saying he’s changed is overwhelming.

God saying he’s coming is overwhelming.

she’s fighting to stay afloat after losing 

the world’s perspective of everything.

she’s staying in the layers of prayers 

about being unemployed and in a shelter.

she’s staying hopeful about these interviews.

she’s excited about completion of these classes.

so this God stuff about this man isn’t good timing.

she doesn’t like this describing. 

It doesn’t fit her stir, but God’s Stir equals

he + He + her, which is the Kingdom Math.

she thought she wanted this two years ago.

walking through all her hidden pains, she

sees she wasn’t biblically ready for this man.

God answered her prayers of breaking chains, 

generational curses & securing her purity. 

she sees she’s free from generational toxicities:

alcoholism 

incest

divorce 

suicide 

bankruptcy 

abusive relationships

young death

drug addiction/overdosing 

living out parent’s destinies instead of God’s

self-harm

depression 

marital affairs 

children out of wedlock 

fornication 

& premarital sex.

she couldn’t bring any of this to Olive & April or 

Samuel & JJ her twins God showed her or 

any of her other children God will bless her with.

she couldn’t be that selfish to bleed in weeds.

she has a genealogy to protect & be set free.

so when God is showing her this man is the key

she doesn’t know how to receive and believe.

she’s overwhelmed but she’s open to being free.

God will show her this biblical possibility,

because she’s ready to take this leap faithfully

to finally achieve His Stir: he + He + her.

*names changed for privacy purposes. #TeamProPrivacy 

shocked

she who is me biblically: 

she’s not interested in clocking 

a storyline of the rewind in time.

God renewed her mind to find 

that her why was to say goodbye to lies.

The reason for this season was to 

pause the cause of treasons & demons.

she was determined to have what’s biblical math.

she was determined to walkthrough the

generational curses breakthroughs to be

released from chains in vain to gain 

freedom from facades of those playing god.

she deterred the ungodly stirs for her ribcage.

she deterred the ungodly stirs for her children.

her Kingdom Path was biblical math: three strands.

he + He + her will always be God’s Stir.

she is the her in God’s Stir that will occur.

she’s lyrical 

she’s cynical

she’s rhythmical 

she’s whimsical 

she’s physical 

she’s pivotal

she’s quizzical  

she’s visual 

she’s traditional

she’s transitional 

she’s seductive 

she’s sexual 

she’s disruptive 

she’s protective 

she’s a lighter 

she’s a fighter 

she’s a biblical provider 

she’s a shaker 

she’s a maker

she’s a creator

she’s erotical 

she’s sophistical 

she’s statistical

she’s untypical 

she’s nutritional 

she’s analytical 

she’s unpredictable 

she’s irreplaceable 

she’s indispensable 

she’s egotistical 

she’s his rib

she’s open to the leverage of godly wreckage. 

she’s shocked that the mockery 

of his hissed two strand robbery is quandary.

she’s shocked he’s intuitively open to her

who is me in this Stir of three strands biblically. 

she had an expectation he was dedicated 

to the two strand ungodly quicksand forever,

and never be biblically better together with me

who is the she in he + He + her in God’s Stir.

she’s shocked he now wants their three strands.

she’s shocked he wants a second chance.

she’s shocked he’s done with no fun in the sun.

she’s shocked he wants more & is letting go

to grow and biblically know me who is her.

she rhymes and scribes by the describes 

of the lines hiding inside by what made her die:

wrong weed seeds that bleed in broken need.

two strands quicksand that’s manmade lemonade.

& hidden treasons and demons for selfish reasons.

but God is bigger than facades who called 

all to conquer our pitfalls to give our all. 

she will do this all over again if it means he

will biblically see faithfully in this lion’s den.

she’s aggressively faithful for his freedom.

she’s committed to the layers of prayers

that lead to the fruitfulness of aware, which

is the switch from the witch of fear in dark lairs.

his forced marital status was a dark lair that

he had to see was the key to being set free

faithfully & biblically from all his chains in vain.

she who is me just wants him free already.

she who is me wants him released from this beast.

she who is me yearns for him to be released

from this ungodly yeast in this sinning tailspin.

the contest was designed to align his mind

from his sinning facades of playing god, to 

the only virtue that’s true: the Light of Christ.

his two strand quicksand marriage will never

have a baby carriage. that’s an ungodly savage.

the woman used in his ruse refused God.

the woman used in his ruse is shocked.

the woman used in his ruse is greeneye.

greeneye is a type of small fish like a dish 

in the deep blue sea of biblically being free

for the he God will always say is me.

the woman used in his ruse followed the wrong

throng in those sexual bows to allow the place

that’s filled with disgrace and sinful tastes.

the woman in his ruse is shocked the rings sting.

the woman in his ruse is shocked her title 

is still a denial not a delay in this projected decay.

the woman in his ruse is shocked all is no use.

the woman in his ruse choose to lose in sin,

which is dark with no spark in slums & tailspins.

the woman in his ruse wanted her mother’s

storyline in a rewind of time blind in the mind.

the woman in his ruse is shocked it’s a lose 

in this two year aggressive possessive quest.

how you find them is how you lose them

is a saying in the woman’s membrane where

she currently wears the gear of insane.

at least that’s how she feels from her failing reel

with this man in her two strand quicksand 

that God always had a biblically freeing plan.

the woman in his ruse cannot stop it’s over.

the woman in his ruse knew all would be true. 

the woman in his ruse knows she’s barren.

the woman in his ruse knows God defuses

all the quicksand plans she has for this man.

the woman in his ruse is the reason this man

sees he wants to be biblically free & released.

the woman in his ruse was used to pull out

all the weeds that made this man bleed in 

broken token bondages as a choking hostage.

His Begotten was never forgotten, and covered

all this man’s blunders in this ungodly thunder.

legally is not always biblically, which this hissed 

dissed poisonous kiss was supposed to be 

according to the woman in his ruse.

But God used the tunnel vision for incisions 

biblically to set this man completely free.

the woman can’t beat the retreat of God 

with her unethical and ungodly facades:

from this church full of no worth hurt & dirt.

from this woman in his ruse legally & biblically.

from the circle of squares that sleepwalk blindly. 

But God used the demons and treasons 

the woman in his ruse made the reasons 

for this determined season, to biblically

set this man completely free faithfully.

life is real not ideal. this woman walks in ideal.

ideally this woman in his ruse was supposed

to turn into the ordained arrange, because 

of how far this woman in his ruse got.

the woman in his ruse is shocked missus

is no use, and didn’t change what God claims.

the woman in his ruse will never be God’s Three

with this man she rushed into a legalized stance.

the woman in his ruse will never have romance,

just combusted weeds that bleed in broke need

that just feeds ungodly blindly in misery.

the woman in his ruse refuses to submit 

that this legal hit it and quit it is not godly legit.

blindsiding this man was the greatest quicksand

that this woman in his ruse now stands.

she who is me in God’s Stir: he + He + her

was determined to walkthrough the

generational curses breakthroughs to be

released from chains in vain, to gain 

freedom from facades of those playing god.

she deterred the ungodly stirs for her ribcage.

she deterred the ungodly stirs for her children.

her Kingdom Path was biblical math: three strands.

he + He + her will always be God’s Stir.

she is the her in God’s Stir that will occur.

she’s lyrical 

she’s cynical

she’s rhythmical 

she’s whimsical 

she’s physical 

she’s pivotal

she’s quizzical  

she’s visual 

she’s traditional

she’s transitional 

she’s seductive 

she’s sexual 

she’s disruptive 

she’s protective 

she’s a lighter 

she’s a fighter 

she’s a biblical provider 

she’s a shaker 

she’s a maker

she’s a creator

she’s erotical 

she’s sophistical 

she’s statistical

she’s untypical 

she’s nutritional 

she’s analytical 

she’s unpredictable 

she’s irreplaceable 

she’s indispensable 

she’s egotistical 

she’s his rib

she’s open to the leverage of godly wreckage. 

she’s shocked that the mockery 

of his hissed two strand robbery is quandary.

this woman had no boundaries just snobbery

in the robbery of her now public dirty laundry.

this woman was nonchalantly sinful in the

dismal decay of disobey promontory delays.

this woman thought she’d never get caught.

this woman thought missus was enough.

this woman thought the article was enough.

this woman thought swallowing secrets was

the keeper of being a legal missus creeper.

this woman thought the wrong bow allowed 

the chance at having this man she stands 

in quicksand of two strands & God not covering

the thunder of this woman’s disobeying ways.

it is the blunder of her blinding dismaying stage.

biblically wisdom is a she.

biblically wisdom is covering.

biblically wisdom sets His Called Free Completely.

this woman didn’t want freedom.

this woman wanted demons & treasons.

this woman didn’t want the dark sparked.

this woman wanted facades to play god.

this woman wanted a certain look in this book.

this woman wanted to be the crooked hook.

this woman didn’t want to be shocked & shook.

what this woman used is being her undone.

this woman is shocked she got caught.

he + He + her is God’s Stir not hers.

It’s in the Bible: God has the final say in decay’s.

No one is bigger than the Maker who’s Creator.

God’s Will will always be done

on earth as it is in heaven.

God is always on time during rewinds of the mind.

This too shall pass because ungodly never lasts.

God is above all motions of emotions

such as the rocked of shocked. 

God is never shocked as the author of all

pitfalls we are called to conquer in the Light

to shine brightly to fight for Jesus Christ.

Thank you Holy Spirit.

Thank you Immanuel.

Thank you King.

Love your lighter, fighter, and daughter.  

math

this was about the truth. 

this was about Jojo’s* forgiveness. 

this was about her ribcage’s deliverance. 

this was about Jojo letting go. 

this was about Jojo leaping in the unknown. 

this was about she who is me letting go. 

this was about she who is me forgiving 

the he God says is for me completely.

this was about accepting God’s Voice above 

the current facades human’s choice of god in

the slums of sinning tailspins with no wins.

this was about the he God says is for me

seeing that he doesn’t know all in this pitfall.

this was about Jojo accepting the neglecting. 

this was anointing and appointing in joining 

these ribcages and their ribs God Way’s,

despite the fight of the night in fleshly distress.

this was about she who is me understanding 

the land of grace upon grace is necessary 

for God’s Chosen to be set free biblically.

this was about the she who is me choosing 

to lose boldly not coldly in the layers of prayers.

she who is me is mad about this testimony. 

she who is me is done speaking to everybody. 

she is who is me wants to stop talking to

all sleepwalking choking facade god cowards. 

she who is me is over the colder popularity. 

she who is me is tried of everybody that

secretly wants the mixed drinks that stink. 

she who is me wants to cut everyone off

except for Jojo her bestie that’s the realist

and a few others that’s true and beautiful.

Jojo the bestie that never left her side. 

Jojo the bestie that was her eyes when blind. 

Jojo the bestie that was time when rewind 

was the mindfulness in her hinderances. 

she who is me justified all pain in vain.

she who is me made her he tangibility 

to be not real because it feels like 

everybody wants that outcome. 

it feels like everybody wants ungodly.

supernaturally he’s a conundrum that

swings and heals my stinging pendulum.

she who is me just wants to say flip it

find another man that I can be in quicksand

too, because that’s the hue he fine tuned to.

she who is me thinks that sinking isn’t bad.

everybody else wants lukewarm and not reborn

everybody else wants mutiny and scrutiny

she who is me is really tired of everybody.

she who is me wants to be Old Testament 

where I can cut off everybody & move on.

cutting everybody off is safe for my heart.

Jojo the bestie says New Testament is

grace upon grace and forgiveness for the 

deliverance of human’s hinderances. 

human’s that she who is me doesn’t want 

in her space, but this is God’s Pace & Race.

she who is me thinks God does the most.

she who is me feels like the only follower

in her final bow to allow the Leader: Holy Ghost.

this was about the truth. 

this was about Jojo’s* forgiveness. 

this was about her ribcage’s deliverance. 

this was about Jojo letting go. 

this was about Jojo leaping in the unknown. 

this was about she who is me letting go. 

this was about she who is me forgiving 

the he God says is for me completely.

this was about accepting God’s Voice above 

the current facades human’s choice of god in

the slums of sinning tailspins with no wins.

she who is me is walking through all the feels.

she who is me is walking through all the reels.

she who is me is gauging from the staging.

she who is me didn’t want to receive I was 

rejecting everything about beautiful bamboo.

she who is me doesn’t know how to receive 

beautiful bamboo after everything.

the feels are surreal and it’s hard to focus

on the vantage point of unseen when reality

became the lane of barbaric irregularity.

it was easy to believe beautiful bamboo before.

she who is me is petrified of his past lies.

beautiful bamboo’s past lies magnified 

a fleshly messy manticore public show.

she who is me saw that rallied community.

she who is me was blessed to be released 

from the beast of that routine and scene.

she who is me is tired of walking this story.

she who is me is tired of being God’s Glory.

she who is me feels people are freed at the

expense of painful journeys for all to see by me.

she who is me scribes the lines from inside.

she who is me wants nothing to do with lies.

she who is me is so afraid of getting hurt.

she who is me would rather be wrong, but

I see that I’m aligned by Prophetic Design.

she who is me doesn’t know how to let go 

of the he that God keeps saying is now free.

how can that be? he wanted money not me.

where’s the pay off for all this obedience?

me is the she that has to be correct in this.

she who is me made him black and white.

black and white are the grey’s in delays.

black and white are the tangible dismays.

he has to be black + white to equal grey’s.

she who is me didn’t want to know

the connection was being objected & rejected.

she who is me has to protect my heart 

it’s in the Bible to protect this space.

she who is me was open before and my face

fell straight to my pillow in the gear of tears. 

she who is me cannot see this supernaturally 

in the area after all this time and painful pitfalls.

that’s not black plus white, which equals grey. 

grey is tangible and reachable. 

reachable is simplistic for being teachable.

supernatural is the underestimated realm 

of limitless colors & there’s no simple math.

God & beautiful bamboo always has me 

walking through the melodies of my emotions.

I don’t want to be in tuned with this hue of truth

because I want to be aloof to the biblical proof.

he’s not simple math. I can’t figure him out.

he’s not an algorithm I can conceptualize.

I do not like there’s no math to solve.

I do not want to let go of math, but

I see I have to, so I let go of numbers.

numbers are the covers in thunder blunders.

the only math she who is me will choose to see

is he + He + her equals God’s Stir & Strands.

that’s the only math she who is me needs.

this was about the truth. 

this was about Jojo’s* forgiveness. 

this was about her ribcage’s deliverance. 

this was about Jojo letting go. 

this was about Jojo leaping in the unknown. 

this was about she who is me letting go. 

this was about she who is me forgiving 

the he God says is for me completely.

this was about accepting God’s Voice above 

the current facades human’s choice of god in

the slums of sinning tailspins with no wins.

I am ready for my ribcage God’s Way.

Jojo is ready for her ribcage God’s Way.

these ribcages are ready God’s Way. 

so Holy Spirit move and let Your Way be done.

Thank you King.

Love your lighter, fighter, and daughter.

*names changed for privacy purposes. #TeamProPrivacy 

Idolatry

greeneye is on a repeat with her demise. 

greeneye believes she’s bigger in defeat.

greeneye played her role with the man

she now stands with in her marital quicksand.

greeneye turned his ‘not interested’ to missus. 

greeneye chased the man in her quicksand

by playing her role until he grew vulnerable.

greeneye is aggressive in her message quests.

she wanted this man she’s now in quicksand.

greeneye golden opportunity arrived, and 

she hooked and booked him during his contest.

seasons changed, people changed, her name

she idolized changed, but she is the same.

greeneye demise believes her cocky lies.

greeneye demise is confident in the moves

she’s mastered and truly in tuned to.

greeneye demise has false hope, because of

her scope to switch the gear off his fears:

sister to brother with this man during his lonely

to missus, lovers, and other by marital phony.

before the fifth night of this past week it’s 

been months before greeneye hit the sheets.

greeneye demise finally got laid so she’s paid

in her raid to continue to be with this man in

quicksand as marital cheap lemonade, so that

her ugly backwards hat of lying pride continue.

greeneye demise is a prideful grind of faux

cries that hide inside by blinding misguides.

greeneye demise hasn’t changed her moves.

she’s now this man’s legal missus in winces.

she thinks she has to position all conditions.

Biblically love is three strands, and edifying.

there’s nothing edifying about this marriage.

greeneye demise legally snagged her idol.

In 2015 God said to her: you won’t get far.

greeneye demise dismissed the Creator.

In 2015 God said to her: this won’t end well.

greeneye demise dismissed the Creator.

greeneye demise doesn’t realize she’s on time.

greeneye demise doesn’t care to be aware 

that God has a plan for this marital quicksand.

the contest in 2015 was her position condition.

according to greeneye demise: she’s writing

this storyline her way in decay’s of yesterday. 

But Only God Has The Final Say:

“Who is he that saith, 

and it cometh to pass, 

when the Lord commandeth it not?”

‭‭Lamentations‬ ‭3:37‬ ‭KJV‬‬

what’s allowed in greeneye’s final bow.

God allows all that will end His Chosen pitfalls.

greeneye demise pitfall is idolatry. everyone

except for God, greeneye demise worships.

greeneye savage marriage is not three strands.

greeneye thinks she runs this, because she 

believes she is the reason she’s legal lover to 

the brother that doesn’t love her biblically.

greeneye doesn’t care about biblical love.

greeneye wants her facades to play god.

greeneye wants to worship her idols in idolatry.

this savage marriage is an idol.

the current: get pregnant by him is an idol.

singing on a stage is an idol.

her current last name is an idol.

the woman’s pregnancy is an idol.

greeneye wants pregnancy too.

popularity is an idol.

status is an idol.

this man in her two strand marriage is an idol.

greeneye demise would rather die than lose

her idol in her savage marriage of two strands.

greeneye demise limited God in her facade.

greeneye changed her place in this man’s

space from sister to brother to missus & other.

greeneye is cocky and believes she’s god,

because she’s now married to a man

she stands in two strands quicksand with that

told her he wasn’t interested, as she repeated

defeat in the marital New York Times article.

greeneye demise sounded shock to be married

as she went on and on about having no hope

with this man she now stands in quicksand.

even her family agreed and chimed in

there was no hope for greeneye and this man.

this man said he was impressed not in love.

this man didn’t express biblical love.

Biblically love is found bound from Above.

Biblically what God has for you is very clear.

God is a God of transparency and protection.

That article reads worldly not biblically. 

Three strands is not worldly it’s biblical.

A biblical husband loves his biblical wife 

like Jesus loves the church. (Ephesians 5)

A biblical wife protects her virtue and wisdom.

Biblically wisdom is a she like Proverbs 31.

greeneye had premarital sex and lived with him.

a Proverbs 31 woman is a biblical woman

that takes time to prepare for the role of wife.

sex before marriage, rushing a wedding &

and engagement leaves no room for prepping.

greeneye never prepared for the role of wife.

that’s why greeneye walks the same lane

even though her title and named changed.

there’s no growth in greeneye, just choking.

evoking & provoking messy distressed flesh.

having sex recently gave her release so

there’s some ease in this displease picture.

greeneye convinced herself a baby is the

answer to all the problems in her marriage.

a baby carriage will make them stick together.

everyone around greeneye is pregnant, so

it’s the new wave to crave and behave in.

a baby doesn’t have her solution, God does.

clinging to this woman in the hopes of also

being pregnant is worldly not biblical.

greeneye in her core is worldly, coldly & phony.

greeneye demise plays her role with everybody.

according to greeneye playing her role got

her current title and status change, but that

was actually God. Biblically Samson married

a woman everyone told him not to for

the greater good. Samson was obedient

in the evils of disobedience around him.

God had a plan for the slums of sinful spins.

God had a plan to destroy that wickedness.

God destroyed the evils with Samson 

in Judges 16 by his absurd obedience.

The same way God has a plan with greeneye.

God will always have the final say in all days.

Biblically only three strands are unbreakable.

“Two are better than one; 

because they have a good reward 

for their labour. For if they fall, 

the one will lift up his fellow: 

but woe to him that is alone 

when he falleth; for he hath 

not another to help him up. 

Again, if two lie together, 

then they have heat: 

but how can one be warm alone? 

And if one prevail against him, 

two shall withstand him; 

and a threefold cord 

is not quickly broken.”

‭‭Ecclesiastes‬ ‭4:9-12‬ ‭KJV‬‬

All evils and idols crumble. It’s in the Bible.

Idolatry is not of God. It’s an evil facade.

Thank you Constant One.

Love your lighter, fighter, and daughter. 

deseems

wife of strife in night life is deeply bothered 

she’ll never have to work herself, 

or position herself to be with her ribcage, 

the way wife of strife in night life

positioned to be seen by “the target husband.”

wife brings out the worse in target husband.

their seven year “itch” has a deep stench.

greeneye demise is deeply troubled 

that swallowing her ribcage’s feces 

didn’t remove her from his heart.

greeneye demise is deeply bothered 

that what the moves did made her ribcage 

want her more & and break free biblically.

biblically wisdom and women are she’s.

after her rededication to Christ the night 

of 4.4.14 she decided to study faithfully.

she meet greeneye demise’s parents

and they loved her, which made greeneye

jealous with envy competitively & fleshly.

greeneye demise made the switch to 

make her ribcage “the target husband” 

& started this storm of transform in reborn.

the moment greeneye demise made the grave

mistake in the fake to settle, greeneye demise

became the called filler in her ribcage’s life.

her ribcage was always called to a “filler.”

if greeneye demise had self worth then 

this wouldn’t hurt so much, because greeneye

would have known to listen and walk away.

greeneye demise is deeply bothered 

that doing it wrong, and in flesh wasn’t helpful.

greeneye demise is shaken this was harmful. 

greeneye is deeply bothered that this hiss

made things worse now than before this show.

this started on this mental switch 

determination to make her ribcage:

“the target husband.” greeneye felt owed.

greeneye demise was tired of hearing no.

greeneye demise was tired of not yet.

greeneye demise was tired of not for you.

greeneye was filled with jealous and envy.

greeneye, a family of small fish in the sea.

settling is small, toxic, and unhealthy to be.

greeneye and this demise is hurt in no worth.

greeneye and this demise is crushed by pride.

greeneye and this demise rushed by lies inside.

greeneye and this demise is embarrassed 

that her harassment is not an advancement.

greeneye and this demise is a disenchantment.

it deseems that greeneye is a broken stream

not a dream as foreseen in this arrangement.

deseems means seems to be for this season.

a season God used for his edifying reasons.

there was no team theme or scene in this ream.

greeneye and this demise is shredded dread.

greeneye demise is deeply bothered 

that a rushed wedding, a marriage license, 

a high rise, a New York Times article,

and a community that wants him only, 

did not make this stake of fake real 

or sealed the deal of their cheap thrills wheel. 

greeneye demise was always a filler 

until her ribcage woke up from this hiccup. 

greeneye demise is deeply bothered 

there was lost more than gain.

greeneye demise is deeply bothered 

her pain was all in vain, & nothing remained 

for the sustaining in the rain. just an explosion

of hidden secrets in greetings and meetings.

this decision gained nothing, the gauging

and staging was supposed to wage 

“this target husband.” in a cage on display 

for all the world to see and be in envy 

when the world avoided this appointed 

two strands quicksand savage marriage.

God decides like Eve for Adam.

God decides like Esther for king.

God decides like Sarai for Abram. 

God decides like Rachel for Jacob. 

God decides like Ruth for Boaz.

Ruth’s womb opened after her biblical releasing

and freedom for her ordained union as a future 

descendant of Light of Jesus Christ.

God decides what woman and man join as one.

No matter want humans execute,

God decides Above lies, like greeneye.

God removed Vashti 

God sent away Haggai 

Leah was never what Leah wanted to be.

Leah was called to be unseen, due to settling.

like greeneye and this demise of plight.

Settling is a scale that is pale and ale to fail.

Settling will never be ordained or blessed.

Settling will always be a fleshly ungodly mess.

God decides what His Daughter’s possess.

Biblically wisdom and women are she.

she decides to emulate wisdom in the Kingdom

God is the Maker and Creator that’s greater.

Thank you King Jesus for the Cross of Calvary.

Thank you King Jesus for the Light of Might.

Thank you King of Kings and Lord of Lord’s

Love your lighter, fighter and daughter.

Selah.

glasshouse

she doesn’t get the peace

that makes her breathe with ease.

when her surroundings is shattering glass.

she used to dwell inside a glasshouse 

quiet as a mouse: ready and steady 

leaning on self not the God of Wealth.

her ‘prosperity’ is a mockery in the 

destructive construction of her savage

crooked steps, as a mistake of fake 

in her breaking law of average marriage.

she came to that building with no godly wings

on a mission and sole permission to snag

the lag of unaware pants in a man of status.

her original eye candy target was in worship.

he shut her down, causing her to frown 

so she moved on to a man in Atlanta. 

she flew back and forth putting in her time

to position her condition to marriage 

but that man ended things because of God 

shining light on the dark of her sparked facade.

word around that building with no godly wings

knew she could sing but she leads to stings. 

she quickly got: hit it and quit it misfit image.

in the winter of two thousand fourteen 

her eyes fixed on a new prize that saw her lies.

the no’s that man gave her wasn’t enough. 

she messaged him on social media: her please

to be the she that he sees as godly in pleas.

he stuck with his decision to say no to her show

so she moved onto the man that got kicked out 

there were rumors, but gossip isn’t of God.

time will expose the erode of her facades 

like now in her unavoidable exposure to allow

her final bow from the hallow swallow 

foul decision of her self inflicted incision 

to chase in the deface in her two strand

quicksand marriage that everyone avoids.

she stands on a rage of caged wages on the stage

singing in the distress of the messy flesh. 

she doesn’t get the peace

that makes her breathe with ease.

when her surroundings is shattering glass.

she used to dwell inside a glasshouse 

quiet as a mouse: ready and steady 

leaning on self not the God of Wealth.

the worship team isn’t covered by the Spirit 

of the Creator who is far greater as the Maker.

not everyone on that stage connects to God

like her who’s being exposed to the darkness 

that intentionally shadows her moves 

in the slips of her now immobile hips. 

she is no longer stronger in hiccups 

because God paused the cause of her pitfall. 

her hidden glasshouse is on full display 

from the decay’s of her yesterday’s and 

her sorrows of no tomorrow’s: the last jar.

her trance to make those believe she’s Holy. 

she’s lonely in her phony darkness of ugly. 

the man she snagged in her savage marriage 

after four months last year is in stillness gear.

she’s in great fear because the Light of Christ

is shining bright on all that’s wrong inside. 

singing in flesh is causing distressed messes.

our gifts are designed to be aligned to the

leadership of the Holy Spirit. when we walk

in the sleepwalk of our flesh, gifts are messes.

like this woman as a married worship singer.

the slums in her sins are ringing stingers.

being a black tee leader is supposed to bring

souls as potential believers not flesh achievers.

she’s always stationed in the corner as a loner.

she’s a default leader due to the hue of 

her untrue two strand savage marriage.

leaders are biblically called to set others free

not make confused in fused ruses fleeing blindly.

she doesn’t get the peace

that makes her breathe with ease.

when her surroundings is shattering glass.

she used to dwell inside a glasshouse 

quiet as a mouse: ready and steady 

leaning on self not the God of Wealth.

she’s constantly wearing the cloak of invisibility 

unintentionally, but she’s called to be unseen. 

no one celebrates her as her missus title. 

no one remembers she’s legally bound 

by the slums of her sinful pounds to this man.

this man was desired and liked before 

her paws and claws hooked his sexual flaw. 

this man is barely pictured, but she’s unseen.

her chase for popularity in the barbarity 

by her black tee is an idol like that man.

this man landed in her quicksand due 

to his bondage that held him hostage:

combusted lust that’s now radiated rust.

he drunkenly sleepwalked bamboozled 

in this chalked savage marriage. 

her glasshouse is a mouse that trapped him in 

the disobedient spat of her lying magnified sins.

misguided by her divided pride uncontrollably 

in her combusted lust of distrusted rust.

humans are ashes to ashes and dust to dust. 

the Creator who is far greater is the Maker

who allows all if the pitfall is giving our all.

she sang for a sermon last night with strife.

hiding inside but her cold old is exposed.

she’s been in her own sinful looped troop.  

she thought she outsmarted Constant One. 

the same message last night was said

in the eleventh month of twenty-fifteen

where she uncontrollably fanned herself

out of the biblical conviction to correction. 

same space, same message, different pastor.

changing her last name didn’t change 

the arrange in her estranged legal season

as a biblical reason on who the Maker is.

God is a patient God. Every knee bows.

she doesn’t get the peace

that makes her breathe with ease.

when her surroundings is shattering glass.

she used to dwell inside a glasshouse 

quiet as a mouse: ready and steady 

leaning on self not the God of Wealth.

she thought she bought, and fought the title

of missus to be biblically covered after her

ungodly blinders and blunders in no Holy sun.

the wrong way will never be okay or ordained. 

wedding rings don’t guarantee God’s Wings.

queen Vashti was biblically dissolved from

her title that wasn’t made for her, and 

the woman that was called to be queen 

stepped in the role, and restoration occurred. 

her name was queen Esther not Vashti.

Vashti wasn’t made for the role that God 

removed her from biblically. she still served 

her purpose to show the king what he needs

is greater than what he actually wants. 

that’s what this woman showed to the man

she landed in her two strand quicksand 

sexually unsatisfied savage marriage. 

Leah marrying Jacob didn’t stop Rachel 

from birthing the ordained Joseph. 

Hagar giving birth to Ishmael didn’t stop

Issac from being the ordained Chosen heir.

this woman marrying the man she did

doesn’t make her the ordained Chosen. 

those that moved before her were removed too. 

it’s in the Bible. Vashti was removed.

Leah wasn’t the woman Jacob loved.

Haggai was a concubine sent away.

Ishmael was blessed not Chosen like Isaac.

Only God not humans ordain God’s Name.

she thought she outsmarted everyone 

including her husband. when everyone 

outsmarted her and played their roles. 

she’s in the dark of what others see faithfully.

God allows her scales to prevail for prophecy. 

her glasshouse is being shattered effortlessly. 

she cannot do anything about this foul.

married or not her knees will allow the bow

that allows God to step in and win 

for biblical unity & for all humanity to see

to be set free as God’s Called Community.

her glasshouse shattered completely. 

she needs to flee godly and Holy

to breathe with ease and no longer 

be stronger in the misery of the weak enemy. 

Thank you Holy Spirit.

Thank you King.

Love your lighter and daughter. 

religion

she made him her religion. 

his status and pockets are her intuition. 

a blueprint and fine print 

as her shackles in her self-made channel.

her mother snatched her father 

and created a life she fought 

and thought she caught with 

the man she made her religion.

she grew up in constant competition. 

she competes with the beats of her heat. 

she thinks and sinks in her drinks.

she thought she had to become her mother.

she thought she bought and fought

for her missus title from sister to lover

but he doesn’t love her, he loves other. 

the church community didn’t change 

the arrangement in this ungodly estrangement. 

God was never the center of her agenda. 

she sees he doesn’t believe or need 

the life of strife she feeds in her weeds. 

the church community is a mutiny

of an divided nation in stipulations. 

playing god in facades are self-sabotages.

only God holds the key faithfully

that leads a man and his rib in three strands. 

she’s not three strands in this savage marriage.

she’s quicksand and neglect in acceptance. 

getting people involved isn’t changing 

this man’s mind to no longer find 

that she’s kind or not really a rewind of time.

she’s unbiblical in her lackadaisical mystery

& this man is determined to be biblical history.

she’s embarrassed that two years investment 

caused this man discontentment, resentment 

and reassessment to biblically be set free 

and legally dissolve this marital amendment. 

she made this man her reality and idol.

this man was supposed to be her supply 

from all her lies that made her die inside. 

this man is her religion. 

this man is her habitual ritual. 

this man is her cultural and societal routine. 

this man is supposed to be what she needs.

she doesn’t want to surrender to authority 

of the Holy Trinity and Benediction of Divinity.

she doesn’t want to accept what’s neglected.

she doesn’t want to see godly or Holy.

she doesn’t respect biblical anteriority.

time was supposed to make him hers

not evolve and confirm God’s Stir:

he + He + her is Kingdom Math and Path.

she’s not apart of his prosperity. 

she’s a key to set him free from irregularity 

and the barbarity of popularity ungodly. 

she didn’t want to see she’s the sixth dip

from the hiccups of in and out of worldly trips. 

she doesn’t want to see making him a religion

made him desire the fire of Jesus Christ in life.

she didn’t want to see her flesh is a mess

that made him know it’s time to go in God.

she doesn’t want to see her competition 

is an indication he needs godly liberation. 

she doesn’t want to see her wrong ways

are enough decay’s of yesterday’s.

she doesn’t want to see her sorrow

of no tomorrow was his last tornado. 

it hurts enough in these flesh handcuffs.

doing it wrong with her stirred 

the desire for Biblical Higher as a Lighter.

she doesn’t want to see her ungodly is the key

to setting him free faithfully and biblically. 

she doesn’t want to see being ungodly 

is the final mockery in this loveless robbery.

she doesn’t want to see she’s not his need.

she doesn’t want to see she’s a weed.

she doesn’t want to see she’s broken feeds.

she doesn’t want to see she lost to the Cross.

she doesn’t want to see God is in this. 

she doesn’t want to see this is deliberate. 

she doesn’t want to see she wants misery. 

she wants the flee with the enemy blindly. 

she wanted him to sink in wicked winks 

to never rethink taking clouded drinks. 

she doesn’t want him to be better without her.

she doesn’t want to see she was never to be

the key to God’s Stir for his he + He + her.

she made him her religion.

his status and pockets are her intuition. 

a blueprint and fine print 

as her shackles in her self-made channel.

she needs a relationship not a religion.

she’s embarrassed that two years investment 

caused this man discontentment, resentment 

and reassessment to biblically be set free 

and legally dissolve this marital amendment. 

she made this man her reality and idol.

this man was supposed to be her supply 

from all her lies that made her die inside. 

this man is her religion. 

this man is her habitual ritual. 

this man is her cultural and societal routine. 

this man is supposed to be what she needs.

she doesn’t want to surrender to authority 

of the Holy Trinity and Benediction of Divinity.

she doesn’t want to accept what’s neglected.

she doesn’t want to see godly or Holy.

she doesn’t respect biblical anteriority.

time was supposed to make him hers

not evolve and confirm God’s Stir

he + He + her is Kingdom Math and Path.

every knee shall allow the final bow 

of God’s Biblical Handcraft & Edified Cast.

marriage is a ministry not immoral wickedly. 

she doesn’t want to see she findeth not he.

she doesn’t want to see she sowed 

a cancelled show now it’s time to go 

and stop being cheap in this ungodly reap.

she made him her religion. 

his status and pockets are her intuition. 

a blueprint and fine print 

as her shackles in her self-made channel.

turn the tube & be in tuned with God not a ruse.

self-abuse in this fuse is no use.

she’s no longer stronger in this hissed diss &

wrong throng marriage that’s a savage song.

being his missus didn’t remove the stings

in her rushed premarital sexual wedding rings. 

she’s still Vashti not Esther.

she’s still Hagar not Sarai.

she’s still Leah not Rachel.

God decides who’s ordain not a church building 

that lost the cost of the Cross and His Wings

for the popularity in the barbarity of irregularity.

she needs a relationship not a religion.

Only He God Almighty is her key to being free.

a religion will never be better 

or make her feel together than a relationship

in the Light of Jesus Christ who sparks 

the dark and all that’s not right inside.

God is the only way in the Obey of Today.

Thank you King.

Love your lighter and daughter.

erotic

it’s been three point four years 

since she’s seen her sexual gear

was an active wear through fear.

sexually was never filled erotically.

the moment she laid eyes 

on her three strand prize 

she lost her mind, finding 

her feet running in retreat.

the missing puzzle was complete.

her beautiful bamboo was true.

but she had no clue what to do.

she knew she couldn’t move in her 

old sexual grooves with beautiful bamboo.

she knew she was still new to biblical truth.

she didn’t know how to grow godly & erotically.

bleeding both desires seemed like fired wires

of the wrong lane and ungodly shame in vain.

she came too far to repeat that defeat.

but her beautiful bamboo was true and new.

new scares her, and scars her wrecking heart.

her King that makes her soul sing 

showed her ready rings with beautiful bamboo.

her King that makes her soul sing

showed her he had to walk through

a breakthrough journey where he’ll feel lonely.

his current matrimony was a forced phony.

her King that makes her soul sing 

showed her this storm will make him reborn.

she was trying to block greeneye demise 

and all her lies to be in place of this disgrace.

but her King that makes her soul sing 

blocked her to tuck her under His Safe Wings.

she knew she always wanted beautiful bamboo.

she saw her sexual match and all that comes 

with his bounding sounds of pounding rounds.

intricately she sees he is her sexual complete.

erotically + biblically is the key he feeds.

erotically + biblically is the key she needs.

erotically + biblically is what she sees

will only be with this beautiful bamboo freely.

there’s no fear with beautiful bamboo.

just untamed, unshared, and unashamed urges.

she knew her & beautiful bamboo need purges.

she needed security in God’s purity.

he needed security in God’s purity.

she felt she had to make a choice:

godly or erotically to be set free biblically.

she said no to erotically for godly faithfully

to be redesign from ungodly confine inclusion 

to her alignment full throttle godly conclusion.

she said yes on the fourth month of the fourth

day in two thousand fourteen, so no more

backsliding hiding to dying lying pride inside.

she thought erotically was ungodly 

but her King who makes her soul sing 

has her scribing her erotic appetite in the Light.

every man that entered her 

was an unsatisfied & ungodly stir.

one look at beautiful bamboo she was hooked.

she knew he was everything she ever needed.

but she didn’t know how to be godly seeded.

she suspected that he too didn’t have a clue.

she didn’t know what to do for these two.

she thought she had to surrender erotically.

it’s year three point four in her sexual purity 

and her erotic desires intensified for bamboo,

who God says is her three strand prize,

regardless if her eyes see lies in secret pride.

she always knew her erotic hue was true.

she always had a high sexual appetite, but 

was convinced she’d forever wince unsatisfied,

until her eyes landed on her three strands man

in the eleventh month of the year two thousand 

thirteen. she saw she would be erotically free 

with this man God says is her three strands

as His Promise on His Path to Kingdom Math.

he + He + her equals God’s Stir and Craft. 

she tosses and turns at night. there’s plight 

with her growing burning unsatisfied appetite. 

she doesn’t want to be 

a bridge of humanistic comprehension 

in this erotic suspended dimension.

her King calls the shots, and

she still hasn’t forgotten. this is not quicksand.

it’s year three point four and

erotically + biblically is still her core,

that only beautiful bamboo can enter this door.

the moment she laid eyes 

on her three strand prize 

she lost her mind, finding 

her feet running in retreat.

the missing puzzle was complete.

her beautiful bamboo was true.

but she had no clue what to do.

she knew she couldn’t move in her 

old sexual grooves with beautiful bamboo.

she knew she was still new to biblical truth.

she didn’t know how to grow godly & erotically.

bleeding both desires seemed like fired wires

of the wrong lane, and ungodly shame in vain.

she came too far to repeat that defeat.

time didn’t change this supernatural arrange.

time made this strange desire higher.

only her King is her Light to what’s not right 

hiding behind prideful lies that die inside.

her beautiful bamboo is not a lie but true.

erotically + biblically is still her core reproof.

she must continue to cling to her King 

for biblical clearance and deliverance, 

so she can run in defeat retreat and meet

his feet for he is beautiful bamboo 

that will always be true.

God’s Perfect Timing is truest alignment.

she continues her virtues prayerfully

of biblical assignments faithfully & maturely.

as a saint she’ll wait, because he’s worth it.

they’ll always be blue times two: 

erotically + biblically with God as the key. 

Tenir le bambou

Je t’aime aimer vos côtes bleu

Thank you King.

Love your daughter. 

greeneye

the building with no godly wings

cannot remove the grove of 

the stings in the two souls’ wedding rings.

the coaching and poaching approaching 

in this misfit hit and quit it legalized lie

is not the godly caught that greeneye 

and her trying demise fought and bought.

all was loss when her clothes fell off

in her hallow swallow from the wrong bow

when she dropped on her knees 

with broken need that now makes her bleed.

Sexually intimate in the growing deficient door 

as her missus title that now makes her stake 

in fake break, and shake her to feel on trial.

the outward display of these two as a team

is a deluded themed dream, which no one 

believes or receives, especially what’s seen.

they look like two souls that grew cold

robotically and chaotically from combusted lust

of a four month sexual secret sequence 

to publicly married in an extreme weakness.

greeneye demise isn’t interested in freedom.

greeneye demise wants demons and treasons.

greeneye demise wants her lies to hide inside.

greeneye demise wants this mister to flee

absently and blindly in misery with the enemy.

greeneye demise wants this mister to talk

the sleepwalk chalk from her clyster prism

in this Garden of Eden away from Jesus.

Jesus is a reality check that greeneye demise

insufficient funds that needs to be a refund.

Jesus is a reality check that greeneye demise

sexually swung and stung this mister’s tongue

to speak in a weak response when he was lost.

Jesus is a reality check that greeneye demise

attacked during lonely vulnerability to be 

his only company, and make him sexually horny.

sex was the leverage with drinking sinking 

thinking beverages that greeneye demise tried 

to use as a ruse to hide behind her lies inside.

sex clouds the loud sound in the voice of God.

sex allows the hallow swallow of sinfulness.

sinfulness is what greeneye demise positioned 

her condition to transform and conform her 

place of now disgrace to be originally 

‘I can tell when a man wants me. 

And he didn’t want me.’ to

‘a quick fast track to dating’ missus.

a prestigious article cannot take away truth.

Love is found bound from Above. (James 1:17)

The book of Genesis show men with intention

not sexually settling for marital attention.

Adam was put sleep and Eve was made.

Jacob worked fourteen years for Rachel.

Sarah not Haggai is the mother of faith.

God ordains not humans or sexual activities.

Jesus is a reality check that greeneye demise

lied to hide her movements weren’t of God.

the enemy lies, and rushes with manipulations 

by sinful stipulations like sexual drinking.

Charity waits, and charity cannot be rushed

after four months of secret sexual flesh.

What’s done in the dark is always sparked

by the Light of Jesus Christ (Luke 12:3)

Jesus is a reality check that greeneye demise

can no longer hide what’s not right inside.

Jesus dying on the Cross of Calvary 

over two thousand years ago was to show

that only Jesus can make or break a stake.

Only Jesus decides what’s right by His Light

not the lies or eyes of greeneye demise

or even the crowds to community mutiny 

in the building with no godly wings. 

Jesus is Lord not sexual knees to a floor, 

or coaching from poaching approaching.

Biblically wisdom is a she. 

Biblically is from God not the messes 

of flesh god mirage facade sabotages.

The Cross of Calvary is biblically how 

all souls can be set free faithfully.

Otherwise the demise 

and lies like greeneye

will continue to be empty 

in misery with the enemy blindly 

struggling in the rumbling tumbles of troubles.

“That at the name of Jesus every knee should 

bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, 

and things under the earth;”

‭‭Philippians‬ ‭2:10‬ ‭KJV‬‬