Prayer Going Into 2013

“This, then, is how you should pray:
“‘Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name,  your kingdom come, your will be done,
    on earth as it is in heaven.   Give us today our daily bread.   And forgive us our debts,
    as we also have forgiven our debtors.   And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one....for thine is the kingdom  the power, and the glory forever and forever, Amen

Heavenly Father,


Today is a new day, one we never seen before, and one we will never see again. We bless you as we come humbly upon the day that is a crossover to another year in time. We have no idea what is in store for us, but we bring our cares to you...to place them at your feet. As we step to your throne, we ask for forgiveness for our transgressions, omissions, iniquities, and sins that keeps this prayer from going all the way to you. In the name of Jesus we humble out hearts, our nerves, and our earthly resistance because we know that only your will will be done either way. We can submit to it, or become a result of it.

Thank you for this year, how you've been with us, pursued us, protected us, spared us, wooed us, healed us, chastised us, directed and comforted us up to this point. We see no reason to rest in your leading us the rest of the way. What you started in us, please Lord, finish it. What you see in us, let us see; not how we see us...because we only see lack, and feel lack. If the big picture were blown up in front of us every day, I wonder would it make us run to you more often. If we could see the danger you keep us from, on the highways, in the grocery stores, in our neighborhoods, even in our own minds, and the way you gently nudge us to the safety of the day....would we love you more? I pray we learn to. I pray we make it a point to thank you more, to ask for guidance more, and to believe in ourselves like you believe in us. We are all living beneath our privilege. Just like you chose your disciples randomly, we are chosen randomly because what each of us are gifted with can help the other. We ask for our irons to be sharpened, first by you, and then as we open up and share with each other, and that the glory, the praise, and the blessing be counted to your kingdom.

It becomes so easy when you take the wheel, when you know what we need, and we say, "fix it Jesus" and when we say it, you know how we need what we need to put where we need it to bring us joy like never before, like no other man or woman can give. We ask for things, but it is so beautiful when we let you bless us with what you see fit, for then we can be happy doing your will, living in your light, and getting every need in our life met right. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Teach us to be grateful. Teach us to love one another...simply because if you are in us, you are love...and we are love. Be with us, Lord...we've gotten used to looking around and feeling you, and looking for you....even when we do that which displeases you, like a child we come back and ask for forgiveness because it is a privilege. We never have to be separated, and I'm glad that door is not what's going to keep us from you. if we lose our bid to be with you, it's our own fault. Not of alienation, because you said whosoever comes to you,you will in no ways cast out.

Thank you for the door that only has a handle on our side...for you stand, knocking endlessly...unconditionally, and eternally. Now that's some love. Would that we could love each other like this. But you know us, and we are a work in progress, Lord, and so we are here...another morning, the last morning of another year......saying thank you, and walk with us into this day...and into 2013.

These blessings we ask in your name, and in 'total praise' to you, Amen

Key In.....Key Out

I need to tell you how I really feel...

maybe you'll listen to this:

key in...key out

thank you for dummying me out
a different kind of communication, I'm sure
resembling a sort of celebration...brand
trying to understand
....just who got who's back
and hand
how trying to understand everything
is forgiving everything
........
or, is it?

Tuesday....weather partly cloudy
don't forget them umbrellas though....cause it's gonna rain
rain...raining on my head from life's ceiling
to some.....called Heaven's healing
wind echoing sentiments back and forth
like a hug that was meant
But Sunday and Monday...
where were you
" Every relationship between two individuals
or two groups will be characterized by the ratio of secrecy
that is involved in it. "
Georg Simmel


Neither of us can get it right
some days there is light
and some days light is hidden
from our shifty eyes
Sometimes, foolishly, I let my heart hold the pen
and let it decide
and I just go for the ride
Today I woke up
I was healthy
I was happy
I was warm
and I was loved
'and it all came from above'
(I take none of this for granted)
and I said I got to do this thing right
Sometimes the wrong choices
bring us around to the right places
even though we flow with egg on our face
and it absolutely sucks to realize
you rejected other people
for that one person
that wasted your time

Now...I'm just like my key....
maybe now you will see

key in...key out






jakuper (10/27/12)

GO TO HELL

"what seek ye?"

"Repent therefore of this thy wickedness, and pray God,
if perhaps the thought of thine heart may be forgiven thee."
Acts 8:22

Recreant pages ripped,
tricky tempers torn,
devious plots crumbled
just like dreams mumbled...and fumbled
Pieces of King James quotes to keep the heart afloat
yet none of them helped because you kept saying
'not yet, I got time'
I can stop this whirlwind
on a dime,
on time,
in time"

This life..it's mine.....
'not yet, I got time'
I'm doing just fine
One of these days I will stop
on a dime'....
but instead of being empowered by small changes
and seeking answers within
I was becoming an audience of one
a sucker trying to lick my own sin

"Be of good cheer, for I have overcome the world"

When He said, "My grace is sufficient for thee,
for my strength is made perfect when you become weak"
why did you laugh in religious quander
refusing to put your ego and pride asunder
You didn't have to bathe in seared centered silliness
using a washcloth of contemptible unwillingness,
spiritualizing instead of sanctifying
for when insecurity turned evil
there was no denying
competing against self
proved bad for your unjustified health

" Therefore, there is now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus,
who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit"

Infestered you were in double talk
not walking the walk
when you are given the chalk
....daily
to avoid deceitful cowardly detours
saying, 'not yet, I got time'
I can stop this whirlwind
on a dime,
on time,
in time"

When those plans are thwarted
and you...still refusing to turn loose
that guileful party 'you' started
that leaves the ....... brokenhearted,
apologies are spread like Blue Bonnet margarine
making a mockery of a messy slick scene
Here you go again...crying
'I can stop this whirlwind
on a dime,
on time,
in time'

'Can I have a little more time?'
Knock, knock, knock, it's for you
'Please don't tell me my life is through'
There's no more time
to do what you had all your life
and so many chances to do
'But I'm sorry, and I love you'
Your reward for disregarding the benefits of obedience
humility, mercy, time, and grace
is to never to see
your Saviors face
In your life...you had a ball
Now bow for your last curtain call
With you so many others fail
to believe the final date with unheeded advice
is.......GO TO HELL!







jakuper(10/23/12)

Flamboyant Confession

In rapt obsession,
and flamboyant confession
in fevered veneration
she used me
...
she used what I had,
she used what I did to her to stoke her sensual fireplace
using dusky scourges of willing hands
and willing tongue
to repeatedly plunge plunge plunge
deep deep deeper
tingling inside
as everything inside me
went haywire
and I was so sure
I wanted to keep her

" Where perception is,
there also are pain and pleasure,
and where these are,
there, of necessity,
is desire. "


Facing her
between brunet thighs
and feverishly escalated sighs
with that crooked cocky grin
as my tongue played fetch,
I hungered greedily to catch...
that flavor again
for my parch
was just as strong
as that arch she had going on,
rounds going higher
and higher
cresting to a almost satiated rise
of that loud throb
[boo boom boo boom boom boom boomboom]
of her aphoristic knob
Ears shreiking,
defenses weakening
as liquid pain gasps to profanities leaking,
embrace politeness in mili-seconds intervals
wanting to say...it was a slip,
it was she
just being freed from the bondage
of a unusually academic crepuscular grip

Sure you got flipped,
sure those were my locs you gripped
while your fleshly fountain dripped
Now let them walls hear
another avalanche of metaphoric chills
that make me run for the hills
then....when you can,
breathe a sigh of relief
....
tell self how you were just treated
like a theif
drifting back and forth across the back alleys
of leaf and limb
while yells and wails
from seduced finger trails
crippled your inner fights

Deep deep deep
inside the tissues of your silken ears
and against the pursuasion
of your supercilious pompous peers
and stirred by the slave that never stopped to fight
I applaud you giving it up to me
because certainly
that was my pussy last night!










jakuper
(10/23/12)

Dream Your Life

Dream your life.
Write your life.
Live your life.
Live your dreams.
Love your dreams.
Give homage to the her in you.
Give honor to the purr in you
that separates the little girl in you
from the woman in you
Need yourself more than anyone else
Feed yourself all you need
feed yourself the age old creed--
maternal instincts from Mother Nature
begin with the faith of a little mustard seed
Ascend as she ascends.
Defend what she defends
and offend anything or anyone
that seeks to ground you
once your destiny has found you.
For it was the fruit of your mother's wound
that found you
and the rise from your Father's tomb
that crowned you
Princess of the Air
how I love seeing you flying up there
floating on vesicular clouds
that 'will' take you there
No more a victim
catching temporary anecdotes
lingering under yesterday's bed,
you are the remnants of a table of final adopts
of love and joy and peace
so precisely spread

Iron sharpens iron...
" when you seek beauty
in all people and in all things
you will not only find it--
you will become it "
No more will you be the tail
....
but the head!







jakuper(10/15/12)

Happy Monday!!

Let's start the week off putting a smile on someone's face. Fill one out, for anyone, even for yourself.....

Dear ______

I _____ you. You have an amazing______. You make me _______ when you __________. You should _______. Someday I will ______. You + me =________. You remind me of a __________ I once _______. When you _____, I cannot stop _____________.

If I saw you now I'd __________. Remember that time we _______? I would

_______ just for you. Sometimes i just want to__________ you because ____________. I wish ____________ forever and ever. If I could sing you any song it would be _________.

We could __________ under the stars. Ohh how I want to ____________.

Weekend Approaching

It does my heart good to still be able to say happy Friday, and I pray all of us have a safe, fun filled, and peaceful weekend doing whatever makes you the most happiest...

Care to share your weekend plans...or you just wanna let it unfold and surprise you....lol

From Within

I've got one more word for you:

"At a distance you only see my Light ,
come closer and know that I am You."
~Rumi



You and I...we are the same
we are the free flow of love,
a vital tool for miracles long overdue,
not coveting that which is not ours
but being as little children
matching and mastering aging agendas
of the consequences we sow

In this season of beauty and change
let the real Choice Maker mingle in with the fringes,
let the situational ethics of love 'not' write us out of reality
because we have come into this soiled world
to experience ever and ever
more deeply...
our divine courage,
freedom
and light
Not one person we know,
or have known
doesn't deserve our love and affection
We owe them that
and so much more
being that we are a reflection of the Light
that shines so fiercely within


Sure there has been traditions that have helped us
and hurt us,
we've had experiences that have made us
and broken us,
and all we can really say
we're on our way
There are no easy days saved
for rainy tomorrows
For faith and hope
get to be more than a token of appreciation
when we give love permission
to subdue us
into it's humble submission.

In meditation, call love to you
as I call it unto me
Oh, it will set us free
It's that irrevocable calling
that is not new to us
because it is true to us
as it's connecting us

from the within







jakuper(9/28/12)

Naked, Quizzical Me

I AM NAKED.

Naked

and

afraid

of my own freedom

Naked when I begin to move

from my fixated place

that I am exposed

Understanding life?

Afraid I don't.

Not all of it, anyway.

But, more than I used to.

My inhibitions keep my training wings

too heavy to fly

So I sit..grounded,

always still learning,

amidst pastel flowers filled with dew

Waiting for the sun

to shine down on me.

Naked to so many fractional ideas

and half-appeals.

No real understanding

No in depth 'let me explain' this to you

so you'll know.

Afraid when I hear the 'real deal',

I will not want to accept it

I am naked to my fears

Nothing really liberates me anymore

Afraid my eyes deceive me

Afraid no one will believe me

when I tell them what I really see.

Afraid my ears ain't clean....

and I need to oil 'this machine'

Listening to stuff.

Good stuff and bad stuff.

Don't know what it rightly means.

Are they just voices,

or choices

that aaaalll whisper

something different.

Some do.

Some don't.

Some will.

Some won't.

(laughing)

Now how am I supposed to know

which way to go..

when there are three signs

right here in front of me.

My past.

My present.

My future.

The most I can say at any one time

is that I am on the move.

I don't have what I think I need

to get me where I'm going..

but I'm going.

I'm going, yall...

Do I have what I need?

Nope. lol

Sometimes, though, you have to go on faith.

And what is faith?

The substance of things hoped for

and the evidence

of things not seen.

If I am propelled to go forward,

I have to trust

that whatever I need will be there.

I look up when I say that..

reminding Dad that

'I hear ya"

If you believe like I believe

grab a hold of this tether

 

and come on go with me.

jakuper(repost)

Rest In Peace, "John Coffey" Michael Clarke Duncan

" Nobody could have played that role better than Mr. Duncan.  he made me believe in agape love just a little bit more.  He made me see life through the eyes of one greater than us, who spend more time tearing down than building up.

 I loved the spirit of this character in a way I cannot explain "

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

LOS ANGELES - Michael Clarke Duncan was one big, irresistible jumble of contradictions.

His presence was formidable, even intimidating: The former bodyguard had a muscular, 6-foot-4 frame, but it was topped by the brightest of megawatt smiles.

His gravelly baritone was well-suited to everything from animated films to action spectacles, but no matter the role, a warmth and a sweetness was always evident underneath.

The prolific character actor, whose dozens of movies included an Oscar-nominated performance as a death row inmate in "The Green Mile" and box office hits including "Armageddon," ''Planet of the Apes" and "Kung Fu Panda," died Monday at age 54. And although he only turned to acting in his 30s, it's clear from the outpouring of prayers and remembrances he received across the Hollywood and sports worlds that his gentle-giant persona made him much-loved during that relatively brief time.

Duncan died at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, where he was being treated for a heart attack, said his fiancée, reality TV personality Rev. Omarosa Manigault, in a statement released by publicist Joy Fehily.

Duncan "suffered a myocardial infarction on July 13 and never fully recovered," the statement said. "Manigault is grateful for all of your prayers and asks for privacy at this time. Celebrations of his life, both private and public, will be announced at a later date."

Tom Hanks, star of 1999's "The Green Mile" — the film that earned a then-little-known Duncan a supporting-actor nomination at the Academy Awards — said he was "terribly saddened at the loss of Big Mike. He was the treasure we all discovered on the set of 'The Green Mile.' He was magic. He was a big love of man and his passing leaves us stunned."

"I will miss my friend, Michael Clarke Duncan," comedian and talk-show host Steve Harvey said on Twitter. "What an incredible soldier in God's Plan." Other sad and shocked reactions came from a diverse field that included Dallas Mavericks owner Mark Cuban, actresses Alexa Vega, Niecy Nash and Olivia Munn, and former boxing champion Lennox Lewis.

In the spring of 2012, Duncan had appeared in a video for PETA, the animal rights organization, in which he spoke of how much better he felt since becoming a vegetarian three years earlier.

"I cleared out my refrigerator, about $5,000 worth of meat," he said. "I'm a lot healthier than I was when I was eating meat."

Duncan had a handful of minor roles before "The Green Mile" brought him accolades and fame. The 1999 film, based on the Stephen King novel of the same name, starred Hanks as a corrections officer at a penitentiary in the 1930s. Duncan played John Coffey, a convicted murderer with a surprisingly gentle demeanor and extraordinary healing powers.

Duncan's performance caught on with critics and moviegoers and he quickly became a favorite in Hollywood, appearing in several films a year. He owed some of his good fortune to Bruce Willis, who recommended Duncan for "The Green Mile" after the two appeared together in "Armageddon." Duncan would work with Willis again in "Breakfast of Champions," ''The Whole Nine Yards" and "Sin City."

His industrial-sized build was suited for everything from superhero films ("Daredevil") to comedy ("Talladega Nights," ''School for Scoundrels"). He could have made a career out of his voice work alone, with appearances in several animated and family movies, including, "Kung Fu Panda," ''Racing Stripes" and "Brother Bear." Among Duncan's television credits were "The Apprentice," ''Two and a Half Men," ''The Suite Life of Zack and Cody" and a new series, "The Finder."

Born in Chicago in 1957, Duncan was raised by a single mother whose resistance to his playing football led to his deciding he wanted to become an actor. But when his mother became ill, he dropped out of college, Alcorn State University, and worked as a ditch digger and bouncer to support her. By his mid-20s, he was in Los Angeles, where he looked for acting parts and became a bodyguard for Will Smith, Jamie Foxx and other stars. The murder of rapper Notorious B.I.G., for whom Duncan had been hired to protect before switching assignments, led him to quit his job and pursue acting full-time.

Early film and television credits, when he was usually cast as a bodyguard or bouncer, included "Bulworth," ''A Night at the Roxbury" and "The Players Club."

Summer Love (A Repost)

In the spring of love
I would sing of love
I wrote an ode to love
said it was safe to love
even said ok to love
I looked for love
I even booked a love
first class flight for love
supposed to be gone
over night for love
hopefully
for the rest of my life for love
but I ran from love
after I took a stand for love
cuz I didn't understand the love
too many demands for love
I threw my hands up at love
then I found out
what they told me about love
it wasnt love at all
it was me...
I lost my summer love
Becuz I didnt trust the love
I always fussed with love
I cussed with love
and love cussed me back
Love promised me
a big comeback
Another chance at love
a peaceful love
a new lease on love
a place to love
another taste of love
a time to love
I know....
you get what you ask for
But was it a crime to love
...it wasn't my love
but I stole the love
I told the love
that I'd be there for love
and I stayed for love
while I still prayed for love
my own love
I layed with love
I played with love
every night with love
our own place to love
our time and space to love
it was supposed to be love
it looked like love
smelled like love
tasted like love
time wasted like it was love
but...
it left a bitter taste
in my mouth
becuz it was someone else's love
now, Im mad at love
Im sad at love
lonely for love
I turned my back on love
cuz I lost track of love
and in my lack of love
is a hate for love

damn,
I hate to wait for love!
I become irate for love
It's too late for love
when you think that love
will be on time for love
It never does.
I made a date for love
I even set a plate for love
I set my watch for love
making sure I wont be late for love
gonna be on time for love
this time, my love
why did I say that...
It's getting late my love
where is my love
my summer love
...love is late again

I think the fall
is the best time for love

 

jakuper(7/14/06)

In My Lifetime

Even if you never believe,
I desire to see stars
twinkling in your eyes again

I have a strong longing
to walk out into the fresh morning air
and hear your gentle voice speaking again
and feel you laughing again
as I listen attentively,
smiling deep within
You have been hiding away,
like a hermet... wasting away for far too long
Your soul is growing dirth
when it should be growing strong,
waiting for
and demanding that perfect happiness
to come along

I pray you find it,
claim it,
treasure it,
and bask un-anxiously in the pleasure of it
in my lifetime

I pray the latch fall from your cage of fear
with a force that makes you can't help
but be buoyant again,
love sprightly again
and create beautiful music, nightly, again,
May the Springs freshest rain
plummet from the skies
baptizing thee in patience,
understanding,
peace,
and harmony
May the chains on your guarded heart
loosen
I bequest you be granted permission to love
and, for once, be the stronger --
the seeker
.....
and not the weaker

May you, with the authority of a poet
court candy-coated kisses
and permit them to adorn your skin
with the fever
of a brand new Spring
....
because that's when everything's growing again!


Even your fingertips
that have scratched your head in wonder
might they no longer disturb your sleep,
but allow new growth to be the balm
that calms
and the psalms you scribe
be the promises that you keep
.....
in my lifetime

Might the first feelings of infatuation never leave you
and all throughout your love
breathe through you
a new beginning
because it's due you
Let the passion that lurks under covers
be like bubbles in seltzer water
pop, pop, popping again
because I never want you to be lonely again
......
No, not in my lifetime


And....while the angels prepare a place for thee
in that beautiful heavenly dynasty
I hope you never regret stopping here
and taking the time to know
this world needed you,
this world wanted you
You made so many people smile
and happy
and fulfilled
You made them believe in something
......
your presence healed

I am honored
I am moved
I am tickled...lol
to share even a little space with you
to run this race with you
and even to come face to face with you

in my lifetime







jakuper(10/10/)

Forecast...Rain

----------------------------------------------------

Forecast...Rain

....rain rolled in fast while we were taking in the groceries from the car. The last few bags got soaked, and so did we.  Once inside, we put the bags on the table, and went to the windows to watch the downpour.  We loved watching the rain.  There was something so intimate in being quiet, and listening to the patter of raindrops over the Earth.
To me, it's like God's encore on His handiwork for us being fed, and nourished.
It is up to us if we think it is a nuisance, or a blessing.

I snuggled in closer to him, as we leaned on the rails of the patio, looking out over the horizon, and smelling the freshness of the moment.
I slipped my hand under the back of his shirt, and began gently massaging his back,
trying in some small way to relax him from the challenges of the day.
He liked that.  He just smiled....and sighed.
He said nothing, he didn't have to, and I didn't either.  There is always so much in his smile, and that soft 'Mmmmm'   It sends cringes of electricity all through me.

The aroma of the wind blowing fresh raindrops down to the Earth is so soothing to me. Coupled with good music, and being in a secluded place, with the one you desire most in the world. you could say, at that moment, I had it all.  The rain served as the music.
Nothing was more important right then.
Just that we were together, we were safe, and we were at the only place 'we' wanted to be. That was enough for me.
He reached over, and kissed me on the cheek.  You would have thought he gave me a million dollars, by the smile on my face.  Jagged fingernails carved sensual graffiti up and down the side of my face as his skin warmed my skin.  He knew what it was doing to me, and he knew he was turning me on.  Taking my arm that was under his shirt, I pulled him to me, looked into those dark, longing brown eyes, and kissed him.
Our tongues eased into each others mouth, as softly as the rain poured down over the Earth.  As the Earth exhaled, so did we.
Slow.  Soaking.  Sensual kisses....one by one.
He let my hands move over his torso, as a pianist strokes keys that make music that makes the ears tingle with adore and delight.
Delightful to me, his touch.  Insightful for me, is his desire.  Because it was mine to fulfill. I was his audience, and he, mine.  We loved rescuing each other.  We knew each ether's bodies and what they needed, and when.  We often became lost in each others song.  No words.  Just Mother Nature's music, playing until our immediate desires ebbed.

A flawless performance...every time.

An encore....and another one....as the rain covered the Earth....
and we covered each others body....with our own.

All Of Me

All Of Me



to know this life
and the thrill of chasing the cool touch of it
on fingertips....
dangling and applying it's balm
to barren lips
lips that hold my heart
within it's touch
trust you?
trust you..like I trust my reflection?
are you for real?
do you realize that once broken...
my life will never the same


Come....come and talk to me
Listen....While I perform for you
While I talk to your spirit..with my spirit
through the waves of raw emotion
while my smile tells you how I really feel

Watch closely...
for my glow just may let my secrets show
Then my words will become a poem...
a scribe of which every movement
every question,
every answer,
and every sigh...is a word.
Clusters of words
I've wanted to say to you.
Words you have already heard
but not like I say them

Watch closely
as I twirl my body across the room to you
My body sways into shy dents
I curtsy at your feet.
I no longer try to hide any emotion
........moving slowly
with the rhythm of what you give me to hear
Do I act like I've waited a long time
for those thousand words of love
stored up
for a thousand rainy days
meant to be spent unwrapping
in a thousand different ways

Yet, I want you to feel who I am, today.

It is not flirtatious
that we met...
It is destiny we have yet to fulfill.

Our eyes to actually meet...

Moving around your body
so gracefully,
as if I know it
like I know my own.
You feel the fire of my emotions
by the complex contours
my torso takes.

I would move the heavens
to be with you
if I thought
that's what it would take.

If just one smile
could reach you...
and explain the depths
of my want.
Then you would see

You would feel me.

I want you to feel me.
Feel every thing about me,.
Feel who we could be
together
It wouldn't be a single sway...
but a dance

Our dance.

Woman,
don't you know...
You are the heartbeat,
you are the flame
you are the song
that I hum
I could dance for you
all the day long

I canto to you daily
in a voice that only belongs to passion,
a rhythm that only writes songs for love
...that longs....for you to hear

to hear me
to see me
to know me
I wait..for you to show me
all of you






jakuper(6/18/12)

Stuck in Gravity





"Have you journeyed to the springs of the sea or walked in the recesses of the deep? Have the gates of death been shown to you? Have you seen the gates of the shadow of death? Have you comprehended the vast expanses of the earth? Tell me, if you know all this. What is the way to the abode of light? And where does darkness reside?" Job 38:16-19




Spinning
Spinning
Spinning
drunk
on cloud writing
Righting my own wrong
Singing my own song
so reality can't make me
and what's not real can't destroy me
Watching vanity
pour
pour
pour down on me
while insanity hypes me
I don't know nothing
Stuck in waves of unsolvable conundrums
existing
inside of me
Where can I hide
Where can truth be loosed?

Catch me,
fetch me,
.......find me
floating free
transformed by my aura's molecular strategy
wasting into and fro
in the land of beginning again

Stop this crazy thing
I want to be divulged of this thinking

Blinded,
hypnotized,
criticized by limits
by imaginary sand blocking my distance
A mirage they call it
land.....nearby
but the force of it celestial
should I?
should I?
should I....
once again
tap into this hunger?

Miscellaneous waves
rocking me
The pressure,
the hardness,
the inflexibility of not knowing
if I'm sober or not
What determines it?
Who can know me....

except the One who made me





jakuper(6/8/12)

Hard Saying Goodbye

It's easy to meet good people.....


All you have to do is open your mind and your heart to life lived as a journey, and not a struggle. I know each one of us can tell of a different struggle that has helped form who we are, where we are, and where we are headed...from here.  Life has been good for the most part, we can all concede...because we are still here
 
We have pressed on through these years in spite of setbacks, accomplishments, pain, joy, a sense of belonging in each others lives, and the changes that have kept us in touch..in spite of.  While others have come and gone, lost their way back, or gave up, we remained..until the end.  We are still here.....enjoying new experiences day after day.  I don't know about you...but that means something to me
 
We do so much and give so much to others at times when we don't realize it, at times when it's just what the Doctor ordered, and at times when we didn't know that somebody understood what we couldn't explain...in Poetry, comment, or our own version of reality as we perceive it.  Whether we accept it or not, we all have God's love, power, provision and peace covering our lives.
 
You may think your efforts and sacrifice go unnoticed, on my part, but they never will.  I pray your faith in me and your enjoyment of my postings, my comments, and our connection will be rewarded in a way I can't possibly repay you.  There is no monetary accounting of the smiles, the warm feelings, the virtual high fives I send when I "get you', when you 'school me', and when we are "right there" more times than I can count.  It is through sharing my spirit, which is free to travel the world and embrace each one of you in your unique essence, with like spirits, and even learning from diverse spirits that I am still learning about life.  And like someone told me a long time ago...."anything that don't grow, ain't nothing to it".  It is here I have to reluctantly concede to Multiply for wanting to branch out into other areas. 

It's so hard to say goodbye.....

Although....I don't like saying goodbye, I will just say...see ya later.  I hope to connect in the next meeting place designed to bring us more in contact with our strengths in unity rather than our weaknesses in diversity.
 
Continue living your life the best way YOU know how.  Thank you for every moment spent in your presence.  Your presence has been my 'present'.  And, even though I don't say it, I hope in a general sense, I proved that I love you, and you, and you...and you and you....and the rest of you all too.     I pray each of your lives is about to take a positive turn and I look forward to seeing you...around....
 




Love, Peace, Friendship, Joy, and Safety to you all,

Joyce A, Cooper [aka jakuper]

Moving Forward

~May every step you take today be a step forward ~

Autumn......FIAF #99

 

spirits up....sleeves rolled up
walking out into the crisp morning breeze

a brand new Autumn on the way

 just thinking of falling leaves engulfs mind
as Sunshine has it's own fun
as days grow sententious
on the lawn of all I've done
and got to do

clutching shifts of season
like it's my lifeline






jak(7/30/12)

Message From The Little People

Who says little people don't run the show.  lol 

Anyways, I just want to send out a big ole Happy weekend to each of you from lil ole me. 

Wishing you joy, peace, safety, and good things as much as you can stand.....:)

Daily OM (for Aquarius)

uly 25, 2012
Expressing Passion
Aquarius Daily Horoscope

You may feel like expressing yourself and want to engage in stimulating conversations today. You might also be in the mood to seek spiritual or philosophical teachings for inspiration. These desires could be the result of a need to stir up passion in your life. If your routine has seemed humdrum for some time, you could be ready for a little excitement and inspiration. While there are many avenues for fulfilling your passion that may be calling you, consider taking a few moments today to think about what you really want so you can make room for the pursuits that are reflective of your true desires. Getting together with people who share similar interests could fulfill your need for stimulating conversations.

When we follow our passions and engage in activities that inspire us, we add depth and richness to our life. While we might not always make time on a daily basis for what inspires us, we can benefit from occasionally focusing on the pursuits that make us passionate. When our lives being to feel stagnant and routine, we can fuel our personal fire by seeking inspirational stimulation. Activities that add excitement to our lives can lift our spirits and make us feel lighthearted and joyful. By expressing yourself and doing what makes you feel passionate today, you can receive an infusion of joy, inspiration, and excitement in your life.

* This was right on time for me...:)  What say ye......?

Empurpling Love....a MIC write #89

...
In the words of a long-standing romantic
....
as if life itself depends on the amount of time
I'm wanting to share with you,
I ask...do you even have a clue
how I cling suppliant-ly
violaciously
defiantly
reliant-ly
even giant-ly
to my want of you

Having taken all the lessons in,
mixing and matching all the places I've been
and based on my ratio of loss and win
I realize, baby.
I
am
all
in.

I l-o-v-e wanting you
With every ounce of passion left in me
Desire seeks to rend me
and I'm holding on to this moment
because everything about you....sends me
I don't even want to be free
You hear me?

I love 'clinging' to thoughts
of you and me
dichipering the adding,
multiplying,
and dividing
bringing conclusion to the equal
 of whatever
this
will
be.

 Excitement got me raising my hand to glory,
stomping my feet against the floor
not standing, not moving
waiting to write the next chapter
to our story
You got me grooving to my own heartbeat
ta-doon, ta-dum, ta ddaaa
ta-da
ta-doon, ta-dum, ta ddaaa
ta - da
exhale
inhale
ta-doon, ta-dum, ta ddaaa
I can't help it
I I I just can't stop
It's like purple ice melting from the house we building
just because we wondered
and plundered
what we could make,
and if we dared not...to put this love asunder
Brrrrrrr

"I got chills
they're multiplying
cause the power you're supplying
it's electrifying"



"There are those who fear - and even loathe - the concept of Oneness, because they imagine it means uniformity, conformity and a destruction of all that makes us unique. This is because they misunderstand the meaning of Oneness.

When people who understand Oneness talk of it, metaphorically they are referring to it as the orchestra to which the instruments and players all belong"



Would you could feel all this love
melting
down on you
em-purpling you
clutching at images of you
dissolving
evaporating
merging
thawing
fusing
into something we can both
be using
instead of screaming about
because somebody
been abusing
Let's make our emotional apparel
be songs sang like any season flowery carols
Sewn on
with buttons of respect, love
sensuality, nurturing, patience
drive, honor, communication
admiration
and every single day expectation
of what is left
until we reach
the bottom of the barrel

Believe in me!
Believe in me!
Believe in me!
Take a chance on me.
Make my day.
I want to be with you
I want to be
all you want love to be





Yes, I hear the tires screeching
warnings to be careful for nothing,
especially in love
Still these feelings keep calling me,
and while I'm hoping not to be
the sacrifice
for the last person's mistakes,
I want to be the light
that comes at the end of your night
when your plight is done
and the dawn begins to come

Only one thing I fear
.....
I just don't want to open my eyes
and find out
I squeezed the life out of love
until it resulted
in ablating love
out of my life









jakuper(7/23/12)

Subliminally

Excuse me....
If you don't mind(mind, mind, mind!!)

can you help me(come here, will you)find
the zipper(ripping clothes off) that closes me up?
Inside this silence is a really big show(party party) going on
(remember the last time?) don't lose your concentration
I must win(whenever you want)

I'm ready...








jak(7/15/12)

Hopeless Love....A SP Write

You held on when I let go

" not because I been so faithful,
not because I been so good
you always been there for me...to provide my every need
you were there when I was lonely,
you were there in all my pain
guiding my footsteps..being a shelter from the rain
and it was you who made my life complete
you are to me my everything..
and that is why I sing...

Love, I love you
because you cared for me
......
I couldn't imagine
if you weren't there

You made me love
love
love
being emotionally submissive
sentimentally permissive
unlocked
un-muted
unshackled
in caring
marrying...any idea
I wanted to work
because you were working on it
with me

You were right
I give in too easily
I think each time...this is it
I love being caught up
in rare observations of daydreams unfolding
before optimistic eyes
and hardened hearts un-decide,
begging for another start
eve before the next un-hazy sunrise
Only love could have told me
about daydreams and fluffy unfinished clouds,
secret trails of pixel bunnies,
scratchy shadows against streetlights,
the real stories behind 'beefing' butterflies,
sand figure doodles of long lost lovers
sharing afternoon meals,
making random deals
and how it all appealed to me

Ask my heart how sweet it really is
roaming haplessly through photo shop rejects
of roses turned from tiel green
to old oak tree yellow

I'm just old fashioned I guess
I believe when you fall into it
you never get up
Something deep inside the warped sounds of late night jazz
is a voice not to be denied
saying don't you dare give up,
don't turn nothing loose
If you just fade away
you will never get to see
what life and love really has to say
Just keep on letting your rock-like heartbeat be synthesizer
to music in the air that makes the true colors of good love, good love
bleed like the waters of life crashing down on passion's sea
Let long suffering be the avenger
of bliss's mistaken identity
and forgiveness be the blade of emulation
that cuts the doldrums away
and makes Joy...of that inexpressible joy
make anybody believe
that love still has many, many wonders un-foreseen

Memories are what breathing is made of
collecting them
protecting them
but never ever neglecting them
cause if you do
you can never be the Hero
rivaled in imaginations' forest of nightmares
being a keeper
and a reaper
.....and winning
just because you dared

When love is all you need
it is the only blind prelusion you need

to succeed









jakuper(7/13/12)

I Know You....a MIC #57

* To my son, Erik






















Eyes opening slowly
hoping it was only a dream
awakened by fantasy of an all too familiar scene
waters streaming down mornings walls,
as reality appears.....fiction falls
 quickly reminding me that destiny has no happy ending
it's what you make it
it's what you make it

...it's what I make it

Yawning...attempting to asunder the plunder
of mike jones thundering
under the bedsheets of contagion
as knuckles crack in mid-air
then digits descend to erase teardrops made
from the battle between angels and demons raging
deep deep within...saying
"I remember you,
I know you,
...and you know me too"
There is no secret place in here
I need you to know that I know
how frustration
and agitation
 hovers over your intergalactic atmosphere
and how the human eye witnesses the never-ending stories that nightly appear
of you
as you are.....a fighter knocked down
but keep getting back up,
of you as a survivor
reaching for a way out
snatching whatever cover
that catches your grasp
and no matter how far away success is
it knows you gonna ask

What time is it?


Life is not a sprint, its a marathon - it requires a long term and total commitment. You get to weather the ups and downs, and a willingness to stick with it REGARDLESS!

I only wanted to see you soaking up the Sun
through tersely tangled lips that told of trips you used to make
but now you return merely for sentimental sake
Believe me...I wanted you to win

I wanted you to find a whole new point of view
a cosmic fairytale in the making
as you ran up and down life's court
faking out the enemy
winning.....game after game
gazing up at that sunny Summer sky
shooting hoops and hopes like a champ
waiting to come outside
and play one more game
even if it's played
in the rain


It's time to play again









jakuper (7/10/12)

Petals Strewn.....A FIAF Write #94

Broken hearts can mend....

I keep telling myself

This accumulation
of surrender
is my refusal to admit
your presence
in my life.

Our love was transcendental.

For me to deny those feelings now,
when I'm close as I will come to us reconciling,
would be like

a death sentence

of
these
petals

carelessly

strewn

Paradox of Mind........A Sacred Songspace Write

.......I know---my greatest weakness is not telling you I love you
when I want to tell you I love you every hour....
knowing tomorrow is not promised

The curious paradox is that when I accept myself just as I am, then I can change.
(Carl Rogers)


in the middle of not looking,
in came you
asking where do we sit
this time around
Watching Nature hand down it's greatest asset
which keeps everything alive
From the heavens down through the sky
we are given
what keeps us living
The last time we had the perfect seat
it was under that tree...
and over that underground sea
Today....my heart don't know whether to stop
or beat as I wait for you
to take your seat


The of it all
that is still fresh in my recall
is still calling me
though my immediate past wants to stall me,
being it was very much exciting
and inviting to me
But, something deep deep inside of me
just knew it couldn't rain forever

So one day, in the sunshine's shade
my peace was made
with reality
Why did I have to learn
there’s no such thing as a stranger
and that danger
amid the shadows in the middle of not knowing what I really saw
only proved the foundation I was looking for
was not in the third drawer....
it resided right here in me

Most situations prove temporary in pursuit;
launched fully
and dutiful service rendered,
only scorched the essence of tomorrows promises
back ...to me
I proudly step to the plate
trusting God to justify my fate
If it isn't for me
then He will set me free
as I fulfill my promise
that which I cannot guarantee
that I will love you
unconditionally

into eternity








jakuper(6/26/12)

Mental.....FIAF #93

"All the motive needed is inside this masquerade party....."

Officers surrounded and cuffed her, reading her her rights.  One suggested she be taken to the mental hospital for evaluation, and held under watch, fearing she'd do something to herself.  Led away, looking back at Willie, and his wife laying on the floor....
she shrieked.....


BITCH!!!

I'm Done..........FIAF # 92

I'm out...I'm done doing the past.
because that's just what our relationship is now, "the past".
You didn't interrupt it
We met....we formed a bond,
and yes that bond was broken
I broke it first, then you tore it all apart
so we even.  

And Hell,

I WON'T APOLOGIZE FOR IT AGAIN, EITHER!!

After The Rain...a MIC Write #56

“May you have the hindsight to know where you've been,
The foresight to know where you are going,
And the insight to know when you have gone too far”



Would it matter if I told you
you're my bridge across troubled waters,
you're my sunshine after a long soaking rain,
or that your words caress me
where my deepest longing lies
....like a rug...your ambiance covers me
I can't let that go
...even though
you've never felt those things
I know
they are just lines
I can't sell to anyone anymore

For you... it's no longer a distant option
but for me it will always be a dream I held close
That state of regret personified
is what eats at me the most
I took the waiting
like flowers hungering for water
Famished...they withered
and just.....died

Sadness echoing across the miles
like the futile washing of cold waves
running hopelessly back to shore
Whispers spoken into ears
that just don't want to hear the rejection no more

I cannot forget you

I cannot express the surprise
of tides turning
when things didn't work out
A part of me will always remain
with you,
just as a part of you will always be
a tangible part my reality
In life
and in love,
hindsight is still 20/20 ....
even if I'm still blind

I could no more renounce your presence
than I can denounce the feelings I held at bay 
When I think of where you are
and where I am ..... I wish you wouldn't have went away
I ask myself
would I do it all again
and I answer ......

Yes!

 

jak(6/12)

For Lesson....or.....For Love?........A SP Challenge

" for as he thinks in his heart, so is he" (Proverbs 23:7)


Not yet proven, to me, is how the heart doesn't choose it's feelings
but how it is sooooo helplessly becomes engulfed in them
and.....why the hearts eyes are so blinded
by the fireworks stirring within
as said heart is caught up
in said wishings to see its a'more
once...twice...again and again

More than colorfully lit rays strumming about you,
more than candid heart symphonies exploding can out you,
and mostly....how accentuating the varlet auras plotting shamelessly to gain us
claims us....sometimes too soon
That desire wraps one so neatly within it's essence
so much so....that when one finally lies in slumbers crescent,
it's will cocoons you...
and swoons you
eager to learn from....and of you,
discerning as to how you so easily,
in their eyes.... take the moon
and the sun....with you
and swim freely
through visions
in your private night skies surprises

Never think that every move you make
doesn't berate night thinking it could but rob you
of the rest of that day
even if it allows both of you
to steal what little energy
and synergy
that remains
in the hours of that day


Without even knowing.
when you're gone,
you requisition time
as much as you acquisition it
How difficult to notice what surrounds you
what drives you.....what thrives and surprises you
about your valiant stand
as opposed to what knives you
leaving very little of you left
caught in the greys, browns, and greens
of when you 'were' around how right it seemed
and how and where love once created
now is merely a saturated sponge
lunging helplessly to the bottom of a dimly shadowed
endless sea

For right now, though,
you swim freely to and fro
as the light sanctions words that slip
from cautious lips
and no regrets bubble
in an alien world borne of trouble
and sigh
as our emotions touch down in this tree
symbolized as an a-musing talisman
sent to collaborate the ambiance
caught
between me
and thee






jakuper(5/29/12)

Faith.....FIAF #90

To truly understand your heart,
your mind,
and your spirit
and how they muscle together in unison
......
sometimes for you,
and then how one may ignore you,
look not at what you've already achieved
look inside to what your soul still believes,
what you mind can conceive,
and what you still have time to do

Ting-Ting...a CRC Write #80

Listening to the rapture
in your voice
ringing,
singing over my being
like the ting-ting
of toast for celebrating sunset
amid small talk about the day,
recapping how it slowly
piddled
away
What ever is crying inside of me
waits impatiently
while routine sings
and stings
slow and swankily
in futile attempt
to un-kemp
what my body really has to say
Not doing a good job, am I
 of scheming
as my seat warms
sweat forms
and I squirm
upon the learn
that you noticed
that I
got something to say

Excited nervousness 'grabs' me
as your eyes not only stab me,
They de-scab me
blabbing how you're tired of waiting, too
for the next phase
in the night sultry haze
Talking, long felt pauses cause a jolt
as you approach my space
offering a light kiss to my face
My grace now being intricately interrogated
by the alma-gated sensation
of passion arresting my intents
My cover
is spent
I have no idea where it went
One minute I was fighting desire
and the next
I'm blinded by this...this fire

 Please listen carefully
and try to hear
  what I'm not saying
but what I'd like to say


You are my Mystical Storm

In the distance
I hear thunder rolling
I hear the rain forming a pour
as I picture us lying back on my bed, quietly
A raven...sitting outside my window
in a voice...it speaks to me
as the rain starts....showers,
turning into downpour
The thunder becoming louder
and I'm so drawn
to your aura, watching you
with a curious eye
doing what you do
You un-apologetically slice
my restraint in two

It takes what little willpower left
not to speak as the storm is raging outside
and....while the fire within
dares my sensual plans to begin
It is overtaking me
You are overtaking me
What are you doing to me?
This is a subject we need to broach
I say no
Self says YES
I say no
Self says YESSS
no
YESS
no
Yess


Soon enough
my resilience weakens
I say yes
I will
Yess
I want to
Yes
I walk over to you
and kiss you
Eyes closed...lightning flashes,
lighting up the room
I see your eyes light up
and
you speak to me..

" Do not fear me
I bring revelation to you
Your fear is of your inner self
I will give you courage
to experience your awakening
The dark means anything but evil
It is the doorway to answers
behind the unknown
Never go beyond
what you are prepared for
You're ready for me
I came to you
because you are ready "

Amidst the thunder the lightning
and pouring rain
show me how to love again
I don't want to be rushed.
I am your canvas
You are the brush
Paint strokes of pleasure
on every inch of me.
Create a work of art
studying me
at every angle

breathe life into me
in the darkness







jakuper(5/25/12)

Cloudy Days

It's always the little things in life that matter,
and so it is with the little journeys we face day to day

Life is like....lying on the ground with my back to the sky
with my head lifted up....lost.... into the clouds


' just dreaming '



Just watching the clouds go by

...being grateful for everything...


It is a rare opportunity to look into the heavens
and see what Heaven must see
when it is looking down here

....

at me



I watch as the clouds pick up different formations
The winds shift,
and they form random shapes,
and sizes
And....it feels like they're reading my mind
writing stories
...
logging my flight


The images create waves of hope inside my spirit


Sometimes, I feel as lonely as the clouds,
wandering aimlessly,
nonchalantly
like I don't know where I'm going,
like my life is lost

My mind gets confused....like my life.... in a haze of gloom
as I look back over all the places where I've been
and I think of the mistakes I made
and I'm not sure of my course
I continue to watch the clouds move around up there
noticing how they dance to their own flow
and the sky...how they really dress up
when it comes closer to sunset

Then....all of a sudden....out of nowhere

The clouds change form,
my thoughts change
A cool breeze dances above me,
wispy and frisky,
smiling,
and friendly
as laughter flows through my mind
like rivers of warm rain

and I feel like I can make it again

It felt like somewhere up there
the clouds were finding some direction for me

The journey of a thousand miles
must begin with a single step.


The clouds
.....
once gazed upon just by the dreamers
and those who study them
now form a partial rainbow
as layers of iridescent clouds seem to follow me

they have a plan for me
a journey..........back to me

In their excitement--
the clouds could not hold their good news any longer

The sun bursts out
.....
and God smiles at me again
I could hear my spirit being admonished
to go and give it your best shot,
and trust God

to take care of the rest
on cloudy days
like these







jakuper(5/19/12)R