Common Thirst
By Edward Taylor III
Month: January 2012
We make New Year resolutions at the beginning of every year( well some of us do) I don’t normally participate myself but I felt that this year requires a lot of focus, drive, & down right honesty( especially with myself); This is…
Resolution 2012
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III
2012… What ever you make of it make it stick, in the moment of hesitation make a decision quick, make every day count in the amount it maximizes everything your about. No time for doubt, 365 days to get your dream out of mind the production of thought developed in time. It’s time for your vision’s to become what you confessed from tongues tip, this is the year I will give myself wholly to it. I will speak until this year becomes the year they manifest. This is the year where everything will become clear: The year where my hearts hunger will be fulfilled. This year much fruit my dream garden will yield. No more time will I waste; I will face the truth of myself no matter how bitter the taste. This year I will shed the weights of fear & the bondage of being a spiritual introvert, holding everything in until nothing works, denying my hope the right to give birth. ENOUGH OF THIS time to convert my “wish list” to a “to do list”. God forbid ‘2012’ that at the end of you I still find myself hesitant to respond to my desires’ call… Three Hundred & Sixty Five days Lord… let me not forsake them all….
There is a reality found in Christ that’s beyond sickness, pain, & suffering; a reality thats been restored to those whose faith can reach its open doors. This is…
Alternate Reality
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III
Walk’n high, altitude level sky, my eyes on the prize, next level dominion walk’n with Kingdom kinfolk real live’n. Is this really reality? I take a breath to let it sink in, think’n back to where the world turned in the trap of lack wondering aimlessly leaving wilderness tracks the past casting a shameful shadow. But now full is my expectation brought to my doorstep hope delivered by a Raven. No cave in to the pressure’s to quit, I pressed on Until in my place I sit. Imagine a world with no pain or tears that fall like the rains of a hurricane: no thoughts of unbelief to attack at faith filled speech: No knowledge of lost loved ones for they’ve been found resting in the arms of a doves Son. No need for greed when your strolling streets paved with Gold & the walls are layered with jewels you once desired to hold: No more sickness in the presence of the King No past no future every-days the present, are you listening as the songs of freedom ring? We sing the song of the redeemed; restored back to Gods original intent before the poisonous words of a serpent ripped reality from Gods first Man leaving all of the world prisoner to the lie; But I spied the land of utopia & brought back enough proof to spark hope in ya, but only if you believe that Man was made to stand upright dwelling in light, not bowed down on knees, people of God believe you’ve been granted a life existing as Kings…
Illumination: An intellectual or spiritual enlightenment. Also called illuminance, intensity of illumination. The intensity of light falling at a given place on a lighted surface. This is…
Illumination
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III
Altered motions by words spoke’n direction becoming clearer as I focus in on the platform seen in a dream like image in mirror craven to grasp life, to it I would hold more dearer. I figured time would work the kinks out of this cobblestone road I travel until the layer is smoother then a coat of minks as the mysteries of my quest unravel. I ransom time cause I’m Still into steal’n moments back until truth becomes the foundation of facts. Loaded stacks of faith built mountains erupting promise like fountains spilling the willing favor of God, though odd it would seem the King would name me in the company of the redeemed so I sing with a joyful voice, feeling privileged that my salvation wasn’t my choice to make, for my mind was unstable as an earthquake.
But God!
Shook away all that was fake leaving only that which is to be received: The longing to believe the love I never knew to need the love that would drive a God King to bleed a love that would shine the light upon my ever diminishing eve….
There is a Kingdom we who believe have access to: But until we realize it we must continue to press towards the prize attained in Christ by Grace through Faith we set our gaze upon the mark. This is…
Kingdom Gazing
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III
Gazing at a past fading away like image in glass at last reality has come; future movements in the work that is done. Already formed when the foundations of nations where the essence of mere thought, God spoke heavenly decisions mans thoughts wrapped in divine visions. Future behold! The coming of the present; Kingdom Son creations groaning for thy kingdom to come. Groaning for the Son to dispel the vanity & bring forth the sun in the glory of your majesty: Let it rise to guide man out of darkness perceiving a greater light by the preceding word of faith, no stumbling blocks on the road of grace, where the sinful history has been erased. Stay on pace & live in every breath you take knowing this: That the trails that come can never shake faith or obscure your vision from Gods Kingdom Gates….
Thou madest him a little lower than the angels; thou crownedst him with glory and honour, and didst set him over the works of thy hands: (Hebrews 2:7 KJV)
KING & PREIST
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III
I walk Pathways claimed as my own, doors open to fields of grace. I roam through dimensions via divine visions returning with revelation vital to missions success. Mastery is required to function in this realm the immature tend to loss control & fail. A well done my faithful Son is why I strive to enter into my rest where the rest of my time I speak & all in my sphere fall in line. The attention of a King I bring as I survey my domain painting different pictures that remain in frame, everything in order, casting out all messengers of doubt. Jealously guarding thoughts more closer then the gold of Fort Knox. Before heart issues spout out of mouth I ingraft the Word that has restored my soul whole. Behold! Hands hold freedom in its purist form separated from the mindset of a captive, now released is the soul & spirit of a King & Priest….
I’ve gone through what I’ve gone through, I go through the things I go through; Good or bad, joyful or painful I still press forward towards my promises, my hopes, my dreams. As I see them draw nearer even in the midst of seeming despair I comfort my soul with a simple statement…
Why Cry
by Edward Limitless Taylor III
Why cry the tears of pain when the rain of the just reign In justice; Rejoice! I scream to the being in the mirror this image of me seen clearer now that this figure has changed with the exchange of darkness for light. Picture made perfect by Gods voice scripted then quoted, with power it flowed in soul tearing apart the old, resurrecting the dead it fed spirit, lifting me up shedding the weights of grave clothes that clothed a man trapped in a dark shelter. Free! Now I mount up spreading wings as an eagle I fly above the shadow of me in past, I pass from death to life…, & I ain’t shed one doubtful tear yet….
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