BLOOM

Have you read “All I Do” or “Yahweh“? Please do… This is the first instalment in my 316RUSH (316 posts posted at precisely 3:16pm) … Do enjoy… Click here to enjoy Aybee Omari’s Bloom Baby, Bloom Take all your sloppy love stories. Heap them … narrative upon narrative, tale after tale from Romeo and Juliet’s dangerous dalliance with death to the illicit affair under the duvet of dusk between David and Bathsheba Consider them in all their glory and grandeur See Casanova blaze bright like a Supernova hovering over damsels like a predator would eye his prey Watch in wonder as the dashing prince smashes through beam and board just to win the fairest one’s heart Take all of these Your fairy tales, your bedtime stories stories of a princess awakened by a kiss or missing shoes used as GPS in a romantic quest Pile them up till they reach the navel of the sky or better still till they

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Touch

For Damilare Babalola… I woke up empty today. Engulfed by my desires and seemingly insurmountable needs I have somehow lost sight of what it means to be alive. My struggle is endless. Each day drags me relentlessly to the house of my tormentor. With his steely gaze on my back he begins to flog me without flinching or remorse. But there is hope… Soon I will leave this job. Soon I will build my house. Soon I will become a source of joy and no longer the harbinger of sadness. Soon … because this morning I will touch the hem of His robe. I will place my withering fingers on the fringes of his shawl and I know I will be made whole. “And his disciples said unto him (brusquely, almost with sarcasm), thou seest the multitude thronging thee, and sayest thou, Who touched me?” – Mark 5:31 WHAT A QUESTION! You cannot ignore the audacity of such. Look at

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There is no God

Dedicated to all the wise ones out there… There is no God. They believe that blind, unintelligent forces of nature through the haphazard chaos of genetic mutations and the process of natural selection, produced the multitudinous myriads of majestic creatures that inhabit the earth. Click to read The Traveler and The Road Can a proton feel guilt? Will a neutron spread itself and sorrow over the death of a loved one? Yet atheists believe that from a tiny speck of inorganic, self-created matter, human consciousness and moral sensitivity evolved. Can they not see the utter ludicrousness in this pattern of thinking? Can you see it? Will you go to that rock poised gallantly on the roadside and begin a conversation with it? Surely the words of King David are bankable when he said “the fool has said in his heart there is no god”. “Well as president of the Universal Guild of Fools we are coming out boldly to declare

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5 Inches

Written on: 22nd of August 2013 Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow A lamb for the slaughter so that all would know That Yahweh yearns for his prodigal sons to return home Mary had a little lamb whose bleat was a Lion’s roar Sweeping through the vale of death and hell A light to tear the darkness and the evil that surrounds but Jesus said to them, “I have shown you many good works from the Father. For which of these do you stone me?” “We are not stoning you for any good work,” they replied, “but for blasphemy, because you, a mere man, claim to be God” – John Zebedee Can you see the children playing in the streets? Can you? Quickly… come fast… Can you see that one with the wild smile? He is in the center, with a zit on his face? Yes? You can! good… That is Him… If telling about

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Clothed

HAVE YOU READ MY BOOK? COOKIES WITH CHRIST! CLICK THE LINK http://goo.gl/OyMvAm Enjoy the piece… It blows my mind that we who were once puny worms in the devil’s trophy case have been translated majestically to the place of dominion where our garish rags of self-righteousness are torn away and we are clothed with the righteousness COMMENTARY ON PSALM 132:9 and ISAIAH 51:6 Lift up your eyes to the heavens, look at the earth beneath; the heavens will vanish like smoke, the earth will wear out like a garment and its inhabitants die like flies. But my salvation will last forever, my righteousness will never fail. There are fabrics in heaven. Unlike the earthly attires which are susceptible to rot, wear and tear, these garments have eternal value. They are sewn from the blood of the lamb. These are the fabrics of faith, love and hope. They are the ones that Christ weaved on the cross at Calvary. God makes bold

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