We all are more then what we appear to be. Deep in the mind lies a path to the imagination where anything is possible; a place where one can discover an inner strength and peace; a place where change occures while outwardly everything remains untouched. This is…

Nothing has changed, but everything has changed…
by LIMITLESS

By reasons of the flow of life

Life has taken every opportunity

Passed it to me and asked what will it be

Freedom from the false image or
slavery

To me to be a King is the destiny

Signs of my destination when

Creation response to me see with new

Eye’s clear vision clouds break their

Cover of light night brightens full-moon

Raises hearts dreams start

The Imagination becomes gateways to-

New decisions of possibilities

Deja vu’ moments the residue of time travel

When eye’s open and vision unravels

Becoming more sure force core of soul

To hold faith interactions with heavens

Gates nothing has changed in the

Seconds of consciousness but

Everything has changed drenched in

The depths of revelation I’m changed

When I beheld the image in mirror as

The fog of hypocrisy and force fed

Perspectives cleared I found the

Perfect picture of Me a King stretching

Angel wings flaming white taking flight

Up into the out-stretches of eternity….

Deliverance from the power and penalty of sin; redemption. This is…

Salvation…!
By LIMITLESS

This is a place where the real exist, in the dimension of fellowship. Catch a tight grip-hold of the one who’s foot prints layer streets with gold. Too potent is the potentate, the Holy one, King victorious, the more then one; In him dwelt the God head bodily.

In the beginning three spoke from one essence audibly all said,”Let,” then light illuminated waste, formed Earths foundations, and gave life it’s taste.

Breath…,

Breathing…,

Breath…,

Breathing animation into creation, the impossible way, he paved them by thought from throne. By Wisdom God foreordained time and gave it its course. It was preordained that The Word came to walk the planet ’till he founded Eden where he formed and fashioned Man.

The Word breathed in him knowing that sin would soon be seen in Man-
Adam, one, plus woman forged a son from a seed that would yield a limitless harvest.

How awesome is the Inexhaustible mercy of the throne keeper. The Father, Son, and Spirit had a plan that included a great feature in future the Son would come to purge sin from Man bringing a flesh reliant law to an end by Word in skin.

The Son would do once that which never would be needed again, salvation from sin. Redirecting the hope in his chosen giving motion once again to clay animation, life after spiritual death…,

Revelation….

His written word gives the visual, his breath is left residually replenishing life’s true meaning, obedience over sacrifice.

One lamb shed innocent blood to transfer life. He slit ties to corruption by way of a…, spiritual blade, now we lay in the life and breath that Christ gave when he defined the phrase, “I am saved….”

Longing- strong, persistent desire or craving, especially for something unattainable or distant. This is…

Longing Too Touch
By LIMITLESS

A longing so great it penetrates every fiber of my being seeing my love from a glass house, yet still I press against this longing to touch the love I once held in a perfect embrace; longing to taste our dreams together,

Reaching you through the passion of a letter, gathering together the strength to grasp my tomorrow pulling it into the Now, giving the impossible the reasons how, my faith will draw my desire- a flaming blue fire; we glide clear sapphire skies we fly in my dreams,

The freedom brings me closer to the one I call lover, no other I wait for; only one can bring this dream too truth, reaching you through iron bars and steel doors when each tear hits floor.

One more prayer to voice bringing breath & life, I wife still fight for what’s mine knowing what’s said will be done in time, I speak it’s time.

Now minds-eye vision brings truth commanding a ceases fire to division now with precision my words hit their target, I spoke it, sign & sealed the date, creation marked it;

Judgement given to release the innocent out of prison forcing doors open, fresh air free lungs soak in and with one motion we walkout the word my dreams have spoken, close when we embrace in perfection;

Husband, wife, love in the moment that will never end satisfying the longing to touch love again and again, sweet is this victory dance as eye’s connect in sync with the joining of hands, thankful for one more chance having passed through the transition of one becoming two, back too one we stand united in mind spirit and soul man, woman…, whole;

Made pure in position lusting in the grace that was given, thankful that we stayed driven like Christ to the cross our love has risen above this passing storm now we rest in the calm dwelling in passion reborn. Renewing the vows sworn diving into the abyss of each kiss relishing in the touch that was missed….

At times we find ourselves caught in a place between commitment and forfeit; those moments are when you have to dig the deepest to find the strength to keep fighting on, to give it one…

Last Shot
By LIMITLESS

One shot lost before I had time to let my tears reload feeling like I got sold a no win ticket feeling stuck in my place like a widget is true love a gimmick or will it show for what it is something worth holding on to besides a house full of kids where’s my home the place my peace can freely roam I guess I missed the caution signs was I really walking that blind was loneliness the cloud in my mind I thought she was sent to be an Angel to rescue me not to be the source of frustration waxen old wearing down my patience feeling the place in my heart’s growing vacant still waiting for my bride to uncover the real trying hard to disregard what I feel starving my inner desires to do what I will and kill all the grief in my life… Let me load up one more shot to sling breath at doubt when it shows up keeping my eye on the promise until I grow up I hope to reach it before all hell blows up in one aggressive out burst I’m through carrying the stresses God take this weight that presses the pressures seem overwhelming ignorant kind words aren’t helping what is it worth merely excepting that this is what it is time to reboot the program ‘Successful’ or wrap love in grave close for it’s burial….

Conclusion- a final statement or end to a matter. This is…

Conclusion
By LIMITLESS

Can’t wait till I see my seal broken open treasures soak in motion coasting through my avenue few get to view life from highest like this brightness brings spice to this quit nice with this abnormal crisis flipped now it’s righteousness might with this power position portion when I listen to heavens rhythms my vision gets driven mission focused success minded I shed’d my past fast on the gas future heading direction blessing nesting on my throne resting haven strived for this poured blood sweat and soul for this white robes shine in this righteousness right fit I was made to carry the weight of the glory of my King God Jesus I sing praises to him Christ made it with-in formed and fashioned by a trial of fire conformed to a faith perspective from the lowest to the highest crown by his GRACE through faith MERCY I’ve been found lost no more sorrow is no more stopped the tragic tears that fell from blind eye’s that now behold Life Christ anointed thankful to be a Son appointed too the abundant life of TRUTH….

This is a journey of realization; realizing that God has shown himself faithful and true even though we may not always see his goodness, his favor, & his mercy: it’s almost as if we’ve become drunk on the thought that we have total control over every aspect of our lives- even the unforeseen situations that are obviously beyond our control and influence, this is a poem of those trapped in such a state. This is…

Trust Drunk
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

It’s simple to think that we have absolute control over the days and the ways they unfold,

We hold tight to the graphic thoughts of taking each step according to our own direction, giving correction when things go sideways, not realizing our sight is like rats in a maze;

Be amazed on how in the beginning of each day sun-eye’s rise wide open to all things made new,

True steps taken when one realeases from hand the insecurities fears, darkness,& shadows;

These like bee’s seek the aroma of selfish addiction, control freakin think’n all should follow like lost ships too light flash,

Beckoning the blind to find deep pits to fall in calling them the cauldron of ignorants, running solo counting on self conjured mojo;

Stop, freeze please take photo for this posing idol fitting in a self framed ideal, boasting the tittle of “know it all” yet can’t find rest in nights stress,

No one close to confide in, each devil you name friend, no one close none can come in too invade this mentality “me against the world”- fallacy,

Crying, “how could this be the real me,” sighs when mirror replies with a wink, “just me and I kid care for a drink of distrust?”

Built walls of iron bars no one in no feelings out safe from harm withering carelessly though wrong;

You may say,”I trust the almighty,” yet your heart hides its true intent feeling sour from feasting on bitterness, soul too bruised and thrashed from harsh words repeating, “you’ll never be more than trash”

Broken self left shattered edges aimed at anyone approaching, letting daggers fly like bullets from gun until all fell two, one.

Left next to none dimming eye lies seeing shadows flee from sunrising lighting path to freely believe; now come to the realizing through all time God…

He has been the source keeping heart beating even feeding starved soul: He awoke spirit provided life to flow: He paved the way of escaping the dungeon of disfunction;

It was his Son that was hung, then spilt blood rushed, in the end faith won when one became sober in mind realizing all this time, I AM is the LORD God-‘Trustworthy’….

When your purpose pushes you beyond the point of no return, leaving you face to face with your greatest fears, feeling that at any moment your defining triumph will appear hear your inner voice screaming from with-in, YOU’VE GOT TO…

MAKE IT
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Every step taken registers as earth shaken

No fake’n this passion is lit ready to lift energy beams to next level scenes

Expectation screams desire turns into hunger which turns into greed

Selfish for what’s mine no longer waste’n precious time each step leaves caution behind

Out of breath dream killers left shut-up twisted up by their own words sent to bind

No place remains for distractions to find I’ve got only one mission

That’s to make life changing decisions in line with God sent visions

Each step eating away at my pathway gaining ground until my promise is found

No mayday or bailout I’m on purpose so the option to fail is cast-out

I stay in route moving from a stagnant oasis to a flash flood

Shouts pour out when the weight of this press try’s to convert into stress

Surging dreams to the forefront of my mind reminding me why

I’m on this mission giving my all ditching the temptation to fall

It’s these words ghost written on my wall

Words my driven spirit observes when they call saying,

“Come on Man of God don’t give in don’t quit reject the pain when your muscles burn & your lungs scream for rest you’ve got to give it all you’ve got cause Champion is your title & lot let these words resound like a hammer pounding steel rushing like lightning striking the ground let it be sealed these prophetic words revealed;”

“MAN OF GOD YOU’VE GOT TO MAKE IT….”

Who knew

Who knew
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Who knew that the kindness of a butterfly would pollinate a rose that would bloom becoming pleasing to one man’s eye.

Who knew that through the pain an eagle would glide above the hurricane finding peace from the stinging rain.

Who knew that two hearts would form a new beginning from their two ends two hearts become lovers birthed out of the trials of their faith these two hearts find an embrace.

Who knew that the feud kindled by their haters and debaters fueled from their actions would strengthen their attraction.

Who knew when two hearts become one the darkness that covered would be rebuked by the blinding light of their love exuding protruding from two hearts become one.

Who knew how few would be excluded or how many where included baring witness to vows up held despite the plait to end all they sacrificed to fight for they’re two hearts become one they stand upheld by the strength obtained from heavens Son these two hearts become one.

Who knew that these two hearts would agree to be joined on task treasuring the present valuing the past planting seeds for the future reaping a harvest that would last.

Who knew two hearts could do what’s been done with eye’s looking forward guided by Gods Son who knew that years later these two hearts still remain young for these two hearts are become one…

The tragedies that plague our world tend to spark the unification of Families, peace Communities, & Countries to fight against the entities that pray on the vulnerable. It only takes the collective thoughts of one person to change the world they see- which in turn has an impact on so many others, some for the better & some for their own destructive greed- don’t be the later: But rather let us all make an effort in our own way to become as a whole a company of World Changers. This is…

Morning Sunrise
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Awakened conscience eye’s open to the world around this morning seems strange the wind breaths a degree of change stretching to apply paint to frame picture a world where people feel the pain of their equal human beings respecting each life made sweeter then the ripest peach a world where children reflect the wisdom of their teach preached on soap boxes become outposts for truth a world where greed is disregarded more focus directed towards good works started imagine a world where no evil hails a world where love is pure and honest each man extending a helping hand to brake the barrier of division with the impact of a sledgehammer incision a world where there are no strangers the only funerals arranged are to bury anger next to hatred a world where the dreams of your neighbor are as crucial as your own significant as flesh to bone a world where true peace is found beyond ones home imagine a world where social status lines are erased and each man runs at his own pace a world where joyful tears wet faces no more pain burning from the flame of the insane…. Awakened conscience eye’s open to the world that is your own… How will you imagine it’s sunrise…?

Communication or lack thereof is one of the major causes of marriages failing. There should be no secrets between husband and wife but most of the time its the lack of trust and maturity that cause the birth of that silent killer; uncover the things that need to be said if you deem it important and let the significant other hear the complaint and concern of the one they vowed to love & cherish. I hope you take this into thought the next time your asked the question…

Can We Talk?!
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Angelic sunlight seen when you’re in eye sight but the light is dimming as you walk away tears in eye’s from hurts hidden works giving no reward you’re found sitting in the shadows with the look of boredom your vocal sword swings curses wounds need nurses touch much going unsaid feeling as If there’s a stranger with me in bed communication dead frustrated
vision-gates turning red fed up with this arrangement where’s the love we found when our intimacy was in infancy form what happened to the love born is your heart scorned has my soul been mourned remember together we sworn in the courts of heaven no other we vowed to let in yet temptation seems to have crept in but no worries for no desire for sin dwells in mind just the thoughts trying to find the silver lining in all this grey areas still covered silent insults our eye’s mutter screaming hearts seeking for light in the dark fumbling over words unsaid prayers fly like flares brightening like lightning flashes quick sparks of hope sprouts then savagely choked “why didn’t you hear my cries!?” now my situation is exposed to spies weaving webs of entrapment they laugh when the sound of tear drops hit ground “WHERE IS THE PURGING OF MY HURTING” the desire for peace is why my heart still beats for you now will you just talk too me or will you just continue smothering everything I am I showed you myself I exposed to you all my treasures so why is that no longer enough why are your lips cold to the touch as if life has lost its taste for love & happiness I can’t believe we’re back to this unspoken emotions murdered by silence….