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I am a Natural Born United States Citizen with NO allegiance or citizenship to any nation but my own. I am a born-again Protestant Christian. In the past I have posted vigorous and well sourced proofs that The United States is betrayed Constitutionally regarding select individuals and organizations, and in failing to enforce the Natural Born Citizen clause of the US Constitution regarding the US Presidency. I am removing all political posts because America has abandoned the rule of Law to an outward shell substance and formation that is left in place. I am leaving my religious writings and a few other works as my primary because in the coming Tribulation, only the religious things I have researched and shared will really matter. There will be a few other posts I will leave up, but the rest I unpublished for reference and possible later use. I apologize for the fundamental changes that some will miss. I am going through a Spiritual purging process as a partial series of counter actions to much tribulation I personally am now going through, which is the reason for the changes to whittle down to a mostly religious format. Thank you for understanding.

Thank you for coming.
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In the Year of our LORD Jesus Christ
2025

Friday, November 27, 2009

Poetry: A moment in time: prettier than a picture (by Brianroy)

There are waters flowing, as the clouds roll by --
on a sunny afternoon:

over a babbling brook, while green fields are gently swaying,
as the wind makes them to swoon.

The trees at the field's edge gently clap their hands,
while the birds in them sing sweet songs.

How gentle the earth...the sky..the view...
who can tell us there is wrong?

A deer walks gingerly across the grass,
and a family of rabbits hop along, following behind.

And under an acorn tree, squirrels eagerly gather their nuts;
and acrobaticly enjoy their happy little find.

How sweet the air, how lovely so;
how blessed is the appeal!

How freely is this for thee, how lovely so;
at no cost is G-D's gift, the beholding of Creation's zeal.

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