THE BADLANDS {Part 1} THE ONLY ROAD OUT
THE BADLANDS & THE ONLY ROAD OUT ¶ Looking back into that day when I was nothing more than a burned-out, debauched son of Adam, laying in a pool of my blood {Ez. 16:6} by the side of one of the many serpentine roads lacing the deeper more ill-tempered haunts of...
THE BADLANDS {Part 2} The HOLY SPIRIT
¶ In this Letter From Oven Yonder, I would like to take a revelatory gaze into the Heart of the Father & the Power of the Holy Spirit, The Baptism of the Holy Spirit, and His Refining Fire for these Last Days! So, "Save your theatrics, Sheath your sword, It...
A Tale of Two Crown Jewels {Part 1}
NOT ONE STONE SHALL BE LEFT UPON ANOTHER Who is this Friend that sticks closer than a brother? Who said, "Not one stone shall be left upon another"? Who, on the Third Day, said He would rise up and return? If one day is as a thousand years, HERE WE STAND ON THE...
A Tale of Two Crown Jewels {Part 2} Washington’s Angelic Visitation at Valley Forge
¶ From my little homestead here in the hills of Kentucky, in the Year of our Lord Two Thousand and Twenty-Four AD, I would like to tax these old eyes a bit by looking back 3000 years over the well-fortified walls of God's ancient Crown Jewel, Jerusalem, which, 3000...
A TALE OF TWO CROWN JEWELS {Part 3} THE THIRD PERIL
¶ There are but a few old-timers still alive today who are able to relay to the younger generations just how much this nation was, at one time, steeped in the Atmosphere of Eden, and the price that was paid to maintain that PEACE that did so sweetly ginger...
$NAKE OIL PEDDLER$ & PEPPERMINT PROPHET$
LIVIN' ON THE GOVER'MENT PLANTATION ¶ Now that the sun has finally set upon the year 2020 and that mahoosive bandwagon of Tall Tales, spun yarns, and fancy fables has disappeared into the setting sun carrying that great company of Snake Oil Peddlers known as the...
Comin’ Down the Mountain
THE SIDES OF THE NORTH ¶ How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of my Kinsman Redeemer, the Fetcher of My Soul, as He strides down the Sides of the North thru the flora and the fauna of His own creation, just to meet with me down here in the valley below....
The Godly Kind
KEEP YOUR HANDS UPON THE THROTTLE AND YOUR EYE UPON THE RAIL ¶ Now that we are aware of just how twisted, dangerously fatal, wickedly perverse, treacherously cruel, without mercy, in-your-face, violently insane, and fiercely engaging these invaders of our precious...
One Picture and a Thousand Words
{As you are now, so once was I, Till Providence began to play my hand. As I was back then, so shall you be the same, If you think yourself a Rake and a Ramblin Blade.} ¶ Of A Truth: It's ramping up and it's winding down. The final collision of good & evil is...
Gathering the Jewels of the Morning Dew (revisited)
TEN THOUSAND TIMES TEN THOUSAND DAILY COME AND GO, BUT MAN, HE CAN NOT GATHER ONE AND KEEP IT FOR HIS OWN
The Reminiscing’s of an Old Outlaw
BACK IN THE DAY ¶ That"Storm that Brewed on the Other Side of Me" was gone as was the spirit of addiction. Yes, the Black Swan had flown. My high-dollar concubines; whiskey, cocaine, and China white must have left town sometime during the night. They were gone. I...
Raising Cain
CAIN JUST WAS NOT ABEL Cain just was not Abel, He had a twisted bent, Through the windows of his soul Loomed a brooding discontent. He would not listen to the Lord, No! He had a storm to brew, He fooled around with darker things, He loved forbidden fruit....
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