We all have moments of weakness; But that’s all they are, moments: it’s only when you make it through you realize how strong you really are & where your strength comes from. This is my…

Despair
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Rain drops water the dreams in my head they grant their strength before hope is dead; what fed passion in a moment of weakness has been sealed for rations; in this emergency I plead for the winds of change to fan my soul to flames, pains in mind, deposits of heart issues, my issues might befuddle a few, but only if you knew the weight of just one shoe, so before you judge this man ask yourself what carried you out of the place you once claimed to stand. I feel the sorrow of a stars dwindling light: But still I fight, I guess there’s no quit in me after all, just a hidden confidence that I WILL NOT FALL. So I call upon the power of a Fathers love to lift me up above this suffering sucking the will to still carry on.
I awake from night terrors screaming “HOW LONG” this Agony must have an end so I spend countless amounts of energy just remaining me- up beat parading a smile spirits’ high hope stretching further then a mile, I count the tear drops I wish to shed, I pray that this night my dreams would have peace from my dread….

I grew up in Seattle next to Lake Washington; “The Lake” as we called it, even to this day, provided many childhood adventures growing up; A lot memories are stored there so I wrote this poem to… I guess to say thank you to that special place in the history of me & many of the people who shared that place with me as kids. This is…

I want to go back
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

I want to go back. Back to the place where my childhood is buried: back where my memories rest in peace. I want to go to the place where my peaceful thoughts where conceived; I want to go back to where I traveled through the vortex of laughter; where I was caught up to a place where only the imagination mattered. O, how I miss that place- the sand in my hand: the sound of the waves lapping against the shore. I miss the sound of the breeze & the rustle of the trees. I miss the Sunday afternoons where we would ride our bikes till we saw twilights moon. I miss watching the sunlight dance a waltz atop the waters tranquil surface. That place… That place was my refuge: my midnight prayer closet- so many thoughts I shared with the stars in the chill of night, our conversations where endless. The smooth roar of traffic on I-90 plays a soft lullaby while I flip through memories of childhood faces, friends & loved ones who have been long separated from eyes capture, some have fallen asleep lying still, at peace; some have gone on to make places of their own. So today I would like to say thank you to that place; the guardian of my childhood memories: the watchman over my most sacred thoughts: the caretaker of my spoken dreams. Maybe one day I will return to once again gaze at your treasured scene’s; until we meet again I just wanted to say thank you to my childhood friend….

Sometimes the path we’re on leaves questions on where it shall lead use but yet we put one foot in front of the other; unable to quiet the screaming desire of the soul, our minds eager to see the end of our destiny press our footsteps forward. This is…

FOOTSTEPS’ QUEST
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Brown eye’s open letting sun ray’s soak in, a pause in mournings moment, reflection of wants and desires aspire to higher dreams, soul sings from the abyss with-in where hope screams for Faiths’ washing. While walking Footsteps’ hold conversation with pavement asking details of the path their destined to travel; But no answer comes so Footsteps’ run, searching for answers demanded from a Mind driven to define time; till time falls into twilight & moon beams fill eye sight & despite all this FootSteps’ still persist. Constantly seeking to grasp the answer to Minds’ question. No resting! Mind speaks, “even if there’s mountain peaks we must traverse you will find the answer to this riddle & verse.” So Footsteps’ trudge on seeking for the answer to Minds’ inquisitive song; fearing to be wrong Footsteps’ remain diligent to Paths’ free-written script, no delay as Stars begin their majestic display Footsteps’ refusing to turn away; then mourning begins & again it illuminates the way. With a new day Mind brings same question to Footsteps’… Where do my dreams lay? Footsteps’ finally give their defining answer to Mind today they say: “wait patently & trust in the path that was given. You continue to listen to Soul, we’ll continue to walk this path until our dreams unfold….”

Let Hope drive you to what you strongly desire: Let Hope be the fuel burning inside you urging you to continue to put one foot in front of the other: Let Hope transport you to a place you held reserved in your imagination: Let hope drive you to grasp your success! This is…

Driven by Hope
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Driven to live life through Christ ’till my promise land is well in hand my hope is never abandon or discarded in that of random thought, so focused now is my vision driven by hope manifested, kingdom live’n gives value to every breath given, dreams born distinguished, classified as high-stakes for the completion of them I’m driven to do what ever it takes, the salvation of generations after me is at stake. Keep in eye sight the prize, the place where I thrive & grow that the light I hold may show; So I speak with confidence & wipe the shroud from my eye’s so I can catch an honest glimpse at what lyes ahead. When dreams are seen thoughts are mastered vision is captured, then in hand will lye my possession that possessed my mind a God sent inheritance claimed as mine. So divine is this reality it took strength beyond the man in me to apprehend what dwelt beyond captivity. Hope drives me forward to a dimension where I’m liven as Gods extension seeing new beginnings hope giving drive, heart beats alive, now watch me progress to where I increase letting hope drive me to eternal peace….

I wrote this as an idea I would add to my Pepsi Refresh Project Profile but I had trouble entering it on time so it’s my hope to talk to a PR Representative from Pepsi about making this an Idea for an add campaign. If there is anyone from PEPSI’s Marketing or PR Department that would like to talk about that idea please contact me by leaving a comment on my blog; Thanks for reading & I hope you enjoy…

Common Thirst

By Edward Taylor III

We’re all under one great sky;

We all drink from the same fountain of life.

Our lives are intermingled like the wind & the trees,

Intertwined like the flowers & the bees;

Each in their own way supporting one another-

As we find ways to lend a hand to our sisters & brothers in need,

As we open our hearts to their petition,

We discover that we’re all reaching for the same goal;

To grasp a moment of love:

To open the refreshing sentiment of laughter:

To drink in the beautiful flow of life!

This is what we’re all thirsting for….

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

LIMITLESS

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….