My contractor loves to renovate Of that there is no debate He mostly deals in carpentry But can manage all civil jobs pleasantly My contractor loves to renovate He's flexible with custom templates But He does have preferences And an entire book for references My contractor loves to renovate And though He's swamped, He never hesitates He'll take up just about any project He's never known to ever reject The best part about this guy Is that you don't have to be shy He won't condemn, not a hint of condescension And there's really no one capable of better comprehension I tell you the man's that good Yet, no need in advance to book He makes time and is always available He'll ensure you have His undivided attention If you let Him work His way And go with what He says Sure, everyone has a different set of aesthetics But His matching of patterns is just strategic I tell you solemnly, this contractor Has been in this business forever Even His father was a carpenter And He dabbled a bit attempting to be a Teacher This guy, He's perfection Folows things to precision But, of course you have a choice to employ Him Or decorate your home as per your own whims But, I'll tell you about the best part He does'nt really charge, from the start His services are absolutely free Although on that sometimes I disagree This contactor I'm telling you about Claims all things He can straighten out Do you know His name? He was, He is, and will forever be the same!
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Inhale Peace; Exhale Love. Joy will Follow! - RUELHA 
Glory to Him ❤️
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Glory to God!
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Lord the contractor set things right for us
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Amen, Amen, and Amen Geets!
Broken to bits, Melted in the hot furnace, poured into a Mold, Sculpted to shape, and being Chiseled and fine-tuned to Perfection!!!!
All a process, ain’t it? 😉
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Oh Dear Rue A Tower of Babel
By Story Surely Spreads Many
Languages Where Words of Love
Are Diffuse And Worshipped As Idol Many
Towers And Sadly The Energy For All Is
Lost Through Much Division
So How Will We Describe
A Tower of Love Come
What May
All the Obstacles
Life Brings That Blocks
Us From Building This Tower
of Energy Yes Love to Give And
Share With All Others Caring Freely
Force So Deeply Seeing God in Less than
A Grain of Sand That Holds Up A Mountain
of Human Love So Integral The Least to the
Greatest Love my FRiEnD Come What May
So How Shall We Name This Love For Typically
Humans Bond and Bind Over Words And Even Become
Tribal, Competitive, Hoarding, Greedy, And TaKinG From Others
To Insure THeiR Words/Tools Are the Idols For the Essence of Mutually
And Consensually Understood Reality As Reality Exists Now in Their
Tribal Views
For True Tribe
And Religion Are
One in Same As
Culture And Politics
And Even Philosophy too
my FRiEnD All Symbols and
Ideologies of Abstract Constructs
That Humans Create to Bond and
Bind Together As Human Social Animals
Hand in Hand As We Do Not Last as Any Other
Social Animal Will Not if Not For Cooperation Over
Competition As Altruism is the Gold Standard of Human
And Other Ape Love as Well As Our Bonobo Cousins Surely
Breathe in Inhaling
Peace Exhaling Love
For All Concerned With
Least Harm Yet of Course
Not Unlike Us if they Are Not
Invaded By Another Group That
Competes for Their Subsistence For Life…
Come What May Is a High Standard For LoVE iNDeed
It Does Take More Than Just Innate Instinct And Intuition
In Our Case For There Is No Escaping Fully Our Neo-Cortex
Evolved That Makes Ideologies and Symbols Come to Play
With Illusions of Past And Future We Create to Plan Our Way
Through Order
Out of Anarchy
of Chaos too my FRiEnD
Come What May Love Our Enemy
As Our Self, Our Neighbor And All
That is God DarK Thru LiGHT That’s
A Mighty Tall Tower to Build Within to
Give and Share And Care Freely For All
With Least Harm Indeed Turning the Other Cheek
to Slight Forgiving the Enemy And Loving Them the
Same As the Rest of All That is God Alpha Thru Omega
And So Much More Than Just Human Ideologies And Created
Abstract
Constructs
For Idols of
Essence of What
Reality We Co-Create
From Within Only Limited by the
Size of our Imagination and Creativity
We Make into Fruition Now Yes DarK Thru
LiGHT As Humans Do Bond Over Night And Day my
FRiEnD Pain Or Pleasure Ascetics or Aesthetics Really
With Human Being This is the Pit Fall of the Tower of Babel
And Sure The Tree of Knowledge All Collected Through Words
That Sadly Will Also Become the Tools We Create And Come to
Be Where All that’s
Left of God
is on a
6 Inch Screen
Or Perhaps A Soon
To Come MetaVerse
Through Virtual Reality
Even More So Where Are
We Going Sadly it Seems
The Same Place We’ve Been
The Tower of Babel Just Keeps
Spreading More Separation From the
Nature of God Within This Energy of Love
This Naked Gift of the Child Who Reaches out
to Mother’s Breast For the Nurture of Love Yet True
There Are Still Cat Pics Purring to See on a 6 Inch Screen
Yet How Do Replace the Smell, The Touch of the Newborn Child of Love
As The Child
Tastes the
Milk of Mother’s
Love it’s Not Evolved
To Stop THere to Be Uploaded
To A 6 Inch Screen For This Jesus
Baby of Love is still Looking For Attention
of Mother’s Love Come What May Till Death
Never Parts From Love
And We Really
Live Now
We Simply
Inhale Peace
Exhale Love For All
Naked Whole And Complete
Enough Just Love the Place
Within to Give and Share Indeed
The Place Where Jesus by Words
of the Gospel of Thomas Verse 37
That And Who Naked Gave The Power of God (Love) Back to
The People Within Erasing the Towers of Babel For Good mY FRiEnD
Sadly This is what the Catholic Church Erased And Truly Explains Fully
Why The Onward Christian Soldier Bully Boys Threatened Bodily Harm
if i Dared to Smile at the City Park or Halls of Middle Schools As This Kind
of Toxic Patriarchy
Takes the Love
Away in
Tribal Ways
From Every Child
That Divides LoVE iN Less
Than One Love For All mY
FRiEnD With No Fear oF A Naked
SMiLE of the Child From Birth to Actually
Living Life of Love Come What May Come What
May There is No Word For Love Yet The EYes of A Child
Connecting
to Mother’s Love
When That Love
Becomes All of
Existence in Faith
Hope Trust That
Is Love With No
Question As Belief As Faith’s Hope
Becomes Essence of Love For All…
Come What May Come May For Real Love Breathes
Without Any Clothes of Words or Other Tools We Otherwise
Become
Separated
From One
God of Love For All
With Least Harm of Course…
i Love This Song i play it Whenever
i Lose a Loved One Temporary or Longer
It Reminds me That The Greatest Gift is
The Fact We Have This Gift (GoD) to Love
At All
As Far as i Can/Will See Feel/Sense
For Real Without this Gift (God/Love)
i Only Live Dead
For Indeed i lived
66 Months
With Never A Real
Inhale of Peace and
Exhale of Love Indeed That’s
Hell From WHeRe i BREaTHE NoW
Come What May Come What May Come i Am Love Again…
And Which Character Do i play in ‘the Short Film Clip’, The Clown of Course…
No WHere to Be Found in the Ending Credits Yet Still Breathing A ChessHire Cat SMiLE..:)
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Halfway through, I figured out where you were going and backed up to read it again from the beginning. Cleverly done! J.
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Thank you J 🙂
I sure did have fun writing it too. 🙂
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