For many years I was asleep, living my life in a state of non-existent, doing all the things that ordinary people, unbelievers, do on a daily basis. But when I awaken [ by the Holy Spirit ] my life changed drastically. Though my eyes were open, I did not see [I was spiritually discerned]. They…
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VENTING TO KEEP THE FIRE BURNING: Mikey St. John
I was colder than ice, stiff like steel. Some might even say, “Stiff like a coachman,” and the heat I am desperately craving just wouldn’t do. But this is just the beginning, and enthusiasm is excessively appropriate. And that heat is not surrendering, fighting the cold like a wrestler to the end, with every intensity,…
PLACE OF CONSCIOUSNESS: Mikey St. John
Having evolved by the grace of God to a place of consciousness where truth has ways of reaching unlimited dimensions and lies a place of darkness: limited in every magnitude, distorted without rhythms, and noises that resonate with daunting distractions, I feel the rhythms as they find me. My energy recognizes others, and I know…
GRAVITY: Mikey St. John
If life gets a hold on you, twisting you out of shape in the process, eventually dragging you down that rugged, steeped hill, where the bottom seems so far away, please do not give up. Gravity may not be kind, but we put our trust and hope on the living God of mercy and grace…
DAYLIGHT’S DAWN: Mikey St. John
Among the cheerful and blissfully happy, the wolves still haunt relentlessly. When darkness comes, night falls, still beautiful, with shades of nothing, only to remember everything I could not see. But the glare of dawn carries prospects of light, hopefulness, a new vibrant attitude, inspirations prelude in the young and innocent, whom have not yet…
HOSTILE INHIBITION: Mikey St. John
The hostility some encourage, violates human existence, far exceeds what would be deemed appropriate, and inhibits what God intended. Live and let live: simple, isn’t it? But that’s too simple for some to follow. Rather than encourage symbioses — they tend to prefer complications, the difficulties they often would challenge themselves to encourage. The approach…
JIGGLED WITH BALLOONS OF AIR: Mikey St. John
I curled up like a ball, twisting and turning as I became tight like a roll of twine rapped into quiet submission. And there I was in a peculiar disposition. And like a compressed spring, I waited patiently. The quietness was so loud, extended far beyond my hearing range, before entering my mind again into…
REMEMBERING LOVE – WHEN LOVE WAS JOYFUL, AND NOTHING ELSE MATTERS: Mikey St. John
Remembering love — that hopeful, joyful, precious love, thoughtful and sweet, the way it was, godly, gentle, caring, patient, kind, unselfish, honest, loyal, when its light shined so brightly, and darkness vanished. Everyday seemed like yesterday, and yesterday seemed like today. Just beautiful and sweet and no one could tell the difference, because it always…
NUTRITION CONSCIOUS, BUT WORDS ARE POWERFUL TOO: Mikey St. John
I’m nutrition conscious; it’s what I do. But words are powerful too. So, every so often, time would allow me some quietness, as words hustle their way into my mind, searching for a revelation. But what I couldn’t deny is what follows. And trying to understand the manifestation always seems to result in a joyful…
EMBRACING YOUR GIFT: Mikey St. John
Everyone has blessings. Some can explore, seeking adventures, while others seek truth; some dangle in the wind with the triumph of concurring the unknown; some are exquisite craftsmen; some sing melodic songs of music that soothe souls and make hearts dance like shimmering gold; some can ruffle the feathers on a bird or the hair…
TEARS FROM MANY COLORS: Mikey St. John
Rivers of tears flowing everywhere; every drop designated a reason. Tears from many colors; no discriminating here; joy and pain hanging on to every last drop […] We’re humans, one people, multiple colors ascribed on our backs. The choice was not for us to make, but we’re happy, most of the time. And at times…
ALL WE HAVE IS TIME, LIMITED: Mikey St. John
All we’ve is time, limited time, that bullied its way into our lives, leaving us with tainted souls that beg for rainy days, and bitterness that lingers in our mouths. But there’s nothing better than the taste of sweet memories which I relish on a quiet afternoon, or on a lonely, cold night. And should…
SCARLET IN THE SKY: Mikey St. John
I saw scarlet in the sky and I knew you were there. I thought of your playful heart, joyful spirit, and soft, sweet touch. When birds chirped sweet melodies I looked for you as my heart wallowed in joy. When streams flowed with such gracefulness, I thought of you with peace and heaven on my…
BEING RIGHT AT WHAT COST: Mikey St. John
Sometimes peace can win wars if we give it a chance. War can harden hearts and blind eyes. The LORD can bring clarity to souls that seek his divine wisdom. Let my God prevail in the midst of darkness. I am not right about many things and realized that it’s not so much about being…
VOICES: Mikey St. John
Let your voices be heard wide and far. Let them not be silenced by the timid, wicked souls who are afraid to witness truth — unpretentious cowardices, fools who hide behind transparent walls — thick with insecurities, boosting tongues that can’t stop, with an eagerness for attention at the expense of someone else’s downfall. As…
THE PARADISE: Mikey St. John
We are living in a paradise, though not our best life yet. But we’re doing everything possible to destroy it. Every little bit hurts, and it does not matter if we choose to acknowledge that or not. If we continue to tarnish it, chipping away the precious things at every chance we get, eventually that…
WALKING ZOMBIES: Mikey St. John
Whosoever trangresseth and abideth not in the doctrine of Christ, hath not God. He that abideth in the doctrine of Christ, he hath both the Father and Son (2 John 1:9 KJV). If there come any unto you, and bring not this doctrine, receive him not in your house, neither bid him God speed: for…
PART OF THAT PUZZLE THAT NOURISHES THE SOUL by Mikey St. John
While some of us look for love, part of that puzzle that nourishes the soul, the possibility to exploit it will never die. Just as we thirst for water, more so on a hot sunny day where even one drop feels like a touch of heaven, so too is love. The allure of beautiful women,…
MADNESS: Mikey St. John
We are really great at rewriting history, and right now the bad parts are winning by a wide margin… It was just about 10 pm on that Friday night when this horrid news came rushing in, and erupted like a volcano, in front off me, brazen, totally disregarding my state of mind at that moment,…
GREY by Mikey St. John
Grey, obscurity, darkness, confusion… they embody doubt, unbelief, unrighteousness, unrest, death, insecurities thick like sludge. There is nothing positive about them, and living in them is a sure way to self-destruct. But the revelation of clarity is not blatantly evident. And seeking it, more than likely, will take us to either end of the spectrum,…
THE HEALING: Mikey St. John
When one of us is wounded, we are all wounded. If you don’t feel hurt and pain for your brother — check yourself. We don’t celebrate the fall, failure, or demised of anyone. As a matter of fact, it is sad, very sad, always sad at my camp. It is never mine to celebrate, nor…
REDEFINING AND REDISCOVERING THE ESSENCE OF HUMAN’S SOULS: Mikey St. John
I’m optimistic, seeking the best in humanity, certainly not intoxicated in my beliefs that there’s more to life than what meets the eyes. Don’t get me wrong; it’s a constant struggle redefining and rediscovering the essence of humans’ souls, latently awaiting their turn to shine, knowing that there’s inherit goodness in all of us. But…
THE GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY FOR GROWTH: Mikey St. John
Growth is knowing that what is at this point right now was never before but also knowing that it was meant to be. And that it is satisfying and complete, no matter what. Being satisfied while understanding that acceptance is the prelude to growth is key; imbedded in it is the possibility of what could…
A ONE-SIDED AND FLUSTERED WORLD: Mikey St. John
Open thy mouth for the dumb in the cause of all such as are appointed to destruction (Proverbs 31:8 KJV). In a one-sided and flustered world, consisting of a privileged few, arrogant many, and an abundance of racist and prejudicial human beings, life is a constant reminder of the pretentious world we live in. Our…
ESSENCE OF MY SOUL: Mikey St. John
If you know my name and don’t know the essence of my soul — why do you judge me? To treasure the unknown, just like an angry lion, only perpetuates the uncertainty so much more. But to place judgement with limited facts is like shooting in the dark with one eye close — aimlessly hoping…
ONCE THERE WAS A TIME WHEN PEOPLE COULD LIE ABOUT THEIR AGE: Mikey St. John
Once there was a time, not so long ago, when people could lie about their age, at will. One would think that’s great; but upon further re-examination it’s actually terrible. To not be acknowledged, to have no records of existence — to born — to live — to die without record is by far the…
COLORFUL PSYCHOLOGY: Mikey St. John
Humble yourselves in the sight of the Lord, and he will lift you up. Speak not evil one of another, brethren. He that speaketh evil of his brother, and judgeth his brother, speaketh evil of the law: but if thou judge the law, thou art not a doer of the law, but a judge (James…
ACCEPT WHAT LIFE GIVES YOU AND GROW: Mikey St. John
When we accept what lives gives us, only then we can make changes if needed. Life is not about reacting foolishly at every turn. But rather, it is about being thankful and appreciative with what’s given and embracing it as an opportunity for growth — beyond saturation — to a malleable place without limitations. At…
SYNCHRONICITY: Mikey St. John
As I grew older, cause and effect seem to live harmoniously, much more frequently — a disturbing realization that needs to be fixed in a disorderly, corrupted world. And while, most would rather hate than love, yet expect to be loved more than hated; begs the question, why do we as humans think that our…
RIVERS OF TEARS: Mikey St. John
Let us not be despaired in a world that’s constantly trying to consume our souls. If we stay steadfast, we’ll rise to a place, so high, that heaven will beacon our calls. Agonizing over so many things because we’re craving answers we can’t find will only prove futile. But don’t be discourage, answers are always…
EVERYONE HAS A STORY: Mikey St. John
Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unaware (Hebrews 13:2 KJV). Everyone has a story that needs to be told, for freeing of one’s soul. And should we not find it important enough and listen, for whatever reason — someday we may wonder what that story was. In our busy…
CRAFTED IN THE SMELL OF ROSES: Mikey St. John
You’ve gained the right to everything delightful. You’re remarkable, and I know that I can grow accustomed to your wonderfulness, crafted in the smell of roses blossoming on a sunny day, entangled in the warmth of awesomeness, revealing glorious woman with qualities surpassing everything beautiful. You’re delicious, soft and tender like silk, and my heart…
THOUGHT IS NOT ABSOLUTE BY ANY DEFINITION: Mikey St. John
They say, “It’s the thought that counts.” Tell that to the few good men dying on the battlefield for our freedom, hungry deserted children, mothers who refuse to cry because they’ve exhausted all their tears, without change, and those who would give up everything just to see the smiles on our faces. Thought can define…
THE ACCEPTABLE PROFILE: Mikey St. John
A world without judgements, that would be nice. I guess there’s nothing wrong with dreaming. But that can never be in our lifetime, throwing that possibility away — in a hurry — like a plague. To hell with tolerance, respect for indifference, and injustice; who cares? Even those who consider the aforementioned their way of…
VILE DISTRACTION: Mikey St. John
Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen; I will be exalted in the earth (Psalm 46:10). A CHAOTIC MIND CANNOT PLEASE GOD. Silence is more deafening for many of us and seldom appreciated. We are more obliged to welcome distractions, in a flash, without even give them…
A GENTLE TOUCH: Mikey St. John
A gentle touch says more than a thousand words. A sweet embrace travels far, healing the soul as the human spirit becomes alive. A radiant smile is more refreshing than a brisk morning breeze. And should we cherish each other, this too is a blessing from God; there’s so much to gain from it. Being…
BASKING IN OUR OWN GLORY: Mikey St. John
Those who came before us, what changes have they made for the sake of mankind? And what changes are we going to make for those to follow? So, I wonder; have you given it any thought? What would your legacy be in this complex, perplexed, often mystique, mysterious, but wonderful, wonderful world we call home?…
CIRCLE OF LIFE: Mikey St. John
Be kind to everyone who comes before you and thoughtful in your approach. If you believe that life’s journey is filled with purposeful yet perplexed experiences, obstacles, hills and valleys — call it what you want. As truthful as that may be, life’s journey is a circle that must be completed no matter how you…
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