Month: April 2023

War-Lords

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These are Spring Flowers in my Container Garden

War-Lords

Three Great World Religions-

Many Followers feuding and killing

throughout long traumatized Ages

of still evident, Primitive Man,

still feuding and killing,

still claiming or blaming all

this Insanity as Love for God,

even Losses as Acts of God.

Long ago and even now…

Many sought a War-Lord Messiah

to Save them from Slavery,

those Obedient, Faithful,

‘Destined’ to Rule the World-

those Best and Chosen Few

(Right Religion, especially Right Genes too!)

Many sought a Revelation Judgment Day,

an Army of Angels, a War-Lord Saviour

(though a Prince of Peace- being

a Contradiction to say the least!)

returning in Glory to Rule Earth –

subduing Opposition, here again

to gather the Obedient Elect-those Few

Worthy, God-Fearing Faithful- to Save them

from Apocalypse Horrors-

to bring them (willingly without Loved Ones)

to a Gated, Gold and Harp Heaven,

sending the rest to ‘Everlasting Hell’

of Tortures and Torments

(that’s some God of Compassion!).

Many sought a War-Lord Prophet,

a Militant Leader of Faithful, Obedient,

those ‘Fight to the Death’ Believers

in a Holy War for Earth and Above

(Paradise with Sensual Pleasures too-

For Men Only, a Harem of Beauties!)

Three Great World Religions-

Many Followers feuding and killing-

all in the Names of their Faith,

‘paying for their tickets’ to versions

of an After Death State of Happiness,

forgetting God as Pure Love and Compassion-

Not At War With Life In Any Way.

We are such a young Species-

even now, so Many, sadly, unhappily, see

through Filtered Distortions and Views,

the Nature of God, the Nature of Life,

the Nature and Power of True Love.

God is Peace and Joy and Love.

April 7, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Good Friday

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Resting Seagull and Sunlight Through Clouds

Good Friday

I thank Jesus and all the World Saviours,

all the famous and unknown Messengers

of God’s Love- unconditional, pure Love,

everywhere here, not just ‘above’.

All over the Earth, the Message is ‘Love’.

Ours is a very, very young Species

easily misguided into Violent Ways

even now in Technological Days,

feeding on Violent Entertainments

barely beyond those of ‘Roman Power’ Days

and all those before them, Violent Ways.

I, too, watch the ‘Murder Mysteries’,

the ‘Who Dun Its’, the Stories of Conflicts,

Entertainments of Facts or Fictions

searching Knowledge and Understandings

of Human Nature and varied World Views.

I’ve been on Both Sides of Arguments, Debates,

over many a subject, wrestling tough Questions,

asserting whatever my current ‘Truths’

with those also holding ‘Rigid or Flexible Truths’.

I was born a welcomed March Baby

under the Astrological Sign, Aries, the Ram

and though often ‘headstrong’- the Ram,

I am most often the passive, shy Ewe

feeding humbly on Spiritual Connections

and exploring Creative Pastimes too.

I’ve learned to question ‘What’s Truth?’…

What’s ‘Right’? and What’s ‘Wrong’? in this World

usually ‘Belongs’ to the ‘Mighty’, the ‘Strong’.

I’ve learned that ‘Truths’ can Change ‘on a dime’

through Misunderstandings or Wisdoms Evolving,

through Circumstances or Consequences

Felt, Experienced, Understood through Time.

‘Good Fridays’ are Reminders of Power Abused,

of Soul Missions Misunderstood, Confusions

Creating Conflicts, Selfless Love as Compassion,

Cruelty and Violence Never Love’s Answer.

I’m just a humble Flower in God’s Garden

with no Status, no binding to a Religion,

no Abilities or Ambitions ‘to Lead’,

just a Soul Passing Through this World

and Loving All Life just being me.,

Loving Life Itself in you and me.

April 7, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Three Simple Abstract Mosaics

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This is the last in my series of three abstract acrylic mosaics with no subject planned or attended but it turned out to have three crosses in the composition, perhaps synchronized as a post before Good Friday though also unplanned. I find abstract art often speaks to my layered consciousness.
This is the second of my abstract acrylic mosaics made from some of my ‘recycled’ paintings. I didn’t aim for perfection in cutting mosaic pieces, some of which are little abstract paintings in themselves.
This is the first of my abstract acrylic mosaics previously posted a few weeks ago. Again, I made no attempt at ‘machine perfection’ here and it was all composed as a spontaneous abstraction. If there’s a message, it could be ‘I’m enjoying the Process and having Fun.’ 😁💕✨

Life Is An Adventure

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Reading and viewing other contributors to this site, I am sometimes inspired to dig out old poems among my papers. It’s a challenge when one can’t remember the titles. 😂🤣
This is definitely a ‘rustic cabin’ and it is a picture of a much younger me taken in the late 1970s or early 1980s when I was in my late twenties, early thirties. My husband was the portrait photographer.

Tracks Through Time

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A bit wrinkled like me but I came across my old poem done on Wordperfect years ago when looking in my papers for another one I’ll share, inspired by a wonderful post I saw this morning. Several people have also posted tracks in snow these last few weeks so I thought I’d share this different ‘take’ on ‘tracks’.