Mind matters ... contradiction
Mark 7:6
6 He said to them, “Isaiah prophesied correctly about you hypocrites, as it is written:
‘This people honors me with their lips,
but their heart is far from me.
Mind matters … contradiction
I need time to prepare
To absorb things of the past
I search deep in the future
In the place I left behind
I recognize the snares
Those are approaching fast
As they’re of my own making
Produced in my very mind
Like ductwork in my house
My inside seems like fiber
That collects dust and moisture
The be formed into a cake
Offensive to friend and spouse
Almost like a viper
As my tongue relentlessly
Offends for “Heaven’s Sake”
Locked up for my own protection
In an armor made by God
Can’t move in any direction
You can believe it or not
Useless hanging around
Making clanging noises
Hanging from the inside out
Confused by most all voices
Jan Wienen
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