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I have some new posts at Musical Dreams and Angelic Dreams that you should check out if interested.  I have a lot on my plate but will hopefully be back to writing poetry within this year. I appreciate all my readers and hope that you all will enjoy the other two ‘connected’ blogs as well. Posts on Muscial Dreams is more of a daily life blog and reveals some insight into what I have been handling; along with my nerdy insights to topics I am interested in.  Angelic Dreams is where I like to post my short stories.  I am currently gathering information for a religious post on Musical Dreams.

Thank you all for reading and hope to see you ‘here’ soon.

Thanks,

Jana

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Pray for Syria.


Syria Human Rights Investigator Manages to Enter Syria

Russia says Syria downing of Turkey jet not ‘provocation’

“What we have here is a FAILURE to COMMUNICATE” -Guns N Roses

Now I will break their yoke from your neck and tear your shackles away. Nahum 1:3

Psalm 144

Praise be to the LORD my ROCK
who trains my hands for war,
my fingers for battle.
He is my loving GOD and my
fortress,
my stronghold and my deliverer,
my SHIELD, in whom I take refuge,
who subdues peoples under me.

O LORD, what is man that you care
for him,
the son of man that you think of him?
Man is like a breath;
his days are like a fleeting shadow.

Part your heavens, O LORD, and COME DOWN;
touch the mountains, so that they smoke.
Send forth lightning and scatter,
the enemies;
SHOOT YOUR ARROWS and rout them.
Reach down your hand from on high;
deliver me and rescue me
from the mighty waters,
from the hands of foreigners
whose mouths are full of lies;
whose right hands are deceitful.

I will sing a NEW SONG to you,
O GOD;
on the ten stringed lyre I will
make music to you,
to the ONE who gives VICTORY to
kings,
who delivers his servant David
from the deadly sword.

Deliver me and rescue me
from the hands of foreigners
whose mouths are full of lies,
whose right hands are deceitful.

Then our sons in their youth
will be like well nurtured plants,
and our daughters will be like pillars
carved to adorn a palace.
Our barns will be filled
with every kind of provision.
Our sheep will increase by
thousands,
by tens of thousands in our fields;
our oxen will draw heavy loads.
There will be no breaching of walls,
no going into captivity,
no cry of distress in our streets.

Blessed are the people of whom this
is true;
blessed are the people whose GOD
is the LORD.

In Jesus’ name we pray.
AMEN.

Angelic Dreams

The priestess seeing game over everywhere was unnecessary. It was impossible for the game to be over for she had never played a game. She only lived. The minds of fools angered her. They receive a gift only to play games; only to bite the hand of the gift giver. She could feel her anger spiraling out and had to make it stop. It was getting harder and harder to tame the wild beast of her anger. She did not know how much longer she could hold it in, but she was holding on tight. The whole lot of them were ungrateful imps. She wondered what day it became okay to hurt people. As far as she could tell, as far as she knew, that behavior was never acceptable. And now the world suffered for it. Her heart suffered for it. How was she supposed to fix this?

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Angelic Dreams

It was going to be a long night.The world had changed dramatically and he was being chased by a monster. Life kept throwing him strange curveballs. His mind could not rationalize any of it. He did not even want to try.  As he raced down the altered road, he wondered if anyone would hear his scream.  A fall would not likely kill him, but pain was guaranteed.  The chase seemed to last forever, the end he could not see, he paused a moment to catch his breath, but heard the thing close behind him.

Emanuel Locksley glanced over his shoulder. The thing was getting closer by the second. He had been chased since sunset.  He was approaching a big rock that might serve as a good hiding spot. He had a stitch in his side and was running out of breath quickly. He knew he would have to rest soon or collapse from…

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