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brazil 2009

Beyond the Battlefield

We killed them, every single one
We took them out before the fight begun
They want equality, we want freedom
But now the rules are made
As you can see we’ve won!


In victory we seized, for the right we all desire
And it only took a bullet from my gun to fire
We strategized from day till night but did not grow tire
For our eyes were focused on that which we knew was much higher


Now we can return home in peace and harmony
My heart is overcome with glee
For my family I can’t wait to see!


With a song in my heart and a newness in my feet
I spin around, unprepared for what my eyes now meet.
I try to look away but my heart won’t let go
There’s sorrow in her eyes and it only seems to grow


Kneeled on the ground by a soon-to-be mother
Is covered in blood, the baby’s heroic father


But this cannot be, not that which my eyes now see
For just a moment ago, that was the enemy!


I turn around ashamed and in utter disbelief
This was my victory, my heart should feel relief.
I’ll forget the moment, indeed that’s what I do
But as I try to leave the scene, I find my feet won’t move.


I lay down my guns and to them I come near
She, now a single mom, is gripped with fear
I cannot comfort her as we have a speech barrier
But we share this in common; my eyes now hold a tear.


Sitting side by side in the bloody stained red field
I come face to face with the father I just killed


But then I experience something I never thought I’d feel
Weeping together as one,
We have moved beyond the battlefield


And in desperation, maybe all vain
I give her a hug and try to ease her pain


I get up even slower then when I first came
And leave with a good-bye
Knowing life will never be the same again.



-December 2008

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(summer, 2007)

Language and the Super-Natural

How limited is language! To be eloquent in every language known to man, to even have the ability to unify them and pick words and phrases as you chose from each language, to create a masterful and powerful speech, would still fall drastically short in attempts to describe the super-natural. Experience of the super-natural is so unique and foreign, so far outside from everything we know, that no compilation of words could remotely touch on the subject in due fairness. The super-natural is so far beyond our understanding and common experiences, that one must encounter the super-natural to interpret the stories about it. And yet, even then, the descriptions do not give it the justice it deserves.

Relatively speaking, few are actually exposed to the super-natural. When they are, their experiences are vast and diverse, that many of them do not correspond. And there are others who encounter the super-natural and fail to do anything with it, and lose the experience all together.

You say, [Keity], what do you mean by ‘the super-natural,’ for you have left that broad and open for interpretation. For the sake of this analysis, I define the super-natural to be an experience with God which is outside of that which we experience in the corporeal world; that which holds no comparison to what one experiences with other humans or other life experiences. Such an experience is difficult to define, as it is entirely outside of our realm, outside of our laws of nature.

Some moments entirely defy our laws, such as when one experiences physical healing through prayer, when demons are cast out, when prophetic words are spoken, and when the language of the Angles is spoken. Others experiences are completely internal and happen one-on-one, between you and God. Like when a person prays in the privacy of their room, calls out to God and encounters Him so powerfully and profoundly, that they are left only to weep and cry out.

Such a powerful experience is outside of everything else we know, entirely incomparable and unique. It is awesome and amazing, and impossible to fully describe.

-December 2008

brazil 2007