The Senstive Hearts
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I wanna To share my music with the community. I wanna to speak up for the Survivors of trauma and the disabled and those who had absuive parents to give people a voice.
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My Essay of support for the Russell Brand Team

My book of Essays Of Support For Russell

My Written Support For Russell and his Stay Free Team.

Poem 1. Returning to the Core Of yourself In the sacred Hours With the holy Lord as You Work hard Reporting the truth.

Recently The Grown Group of Broken sinners Men That I watch on my phone who Bravely Lay their Souls Out as the World watches Through the Incredible Wires of The connections Of Tech today. That Are Not Only Co Workers with the Preacher That Is blessed with a Gift of Humour and that Has Travelled To The Land Of Glitz And glamour But Also Members Of the Preaching Man that Is Devoted to speaking  Killing The box We watch Lies that they scream Everyday About Real Events But the Members Of The Preachers Team are His Crew In the Ministry of Preaching the Holy Word of the Son that was gifted to the world By the Father. The Lost Son That Found the holy Son And  the  man chasing the  holy Son Heart In the Fallen Land Of Preachers  country that Has lost the sense of home. And the Musical Follower of the Holy son and the  always Present Father all Sharing Their Wounds within them That they collected As They have Walked their Path Of Life As they share this Battle and Life Destroying Valley Of Gathering and Using the  False Band aids to The Always Screaming Wounds from within that demand To be Healed To Becoming The Prodigal Sons And Men Chasing The Only One True Answer to the
screaming  wounds within. The Lost Son that Found the Holy son and the always Loving and present father Recently Opened Up About People In his Close corner Of His World That They carried The  concern that He wasn't Ok. And  it Made  Him double think that Maybe He isn't. So He Spoke about  How He took His time in the Sacred Silence with the Holy Father And He Spoke about Returning To the Core Of yourself in The Sacred hours with the Holy Lord as you Work hard to Report the Truth. I could do with some More Time Returning to the Core Of Myself too. I Do Have My holy time  with my Hands Together As I Rise in the Morning Because My Sacred Time chatting with the Always Loving and Present Father That Created us All And gave us the Gift of a Breathe that Keeps us Alive is Vital for Me to Keep My Sacred Made Temple Free from the Slashing and lashing that the Holy son have already Gone Through  For me and all of Us.Returning to the Core Of yourself in the Sacred Hours with the Holy  Lord As you work Hard Reporting The Truth. I do Send holy Requests For the Preacher I Love and Highly Respect and the  Strong Battlers Of Support for the Preacher  As He Walks  Through The Rough and Heart crushing  Valley Of Losing His Four legged Companion And Trusty Best friend that was the closest To God's Unconditional Love  on Earth. Returning To the Core Of yourself in the Sacred Hours With the Holy as You Work hard to Report the Truth. It's sooo Beautiful to get a Viewer Of The Independent News show About Freedom and thinking Outside of the Box That the  powerful governments Demand That we watch done by the Broken Preacher and His Hard working Team A Beautiful Collection of Broken Sinners that Bravely  verbally Share Their Mistakes and Sins of the Past and the Lessons they learnt And How they  picked up Through their Broken Hearts From the floor as If they were  Mosaics That were dropped And even though they couldn't Be placed Back Together the Same way the Lords golden  Grace is the Spiritual glue That Places their Hearts and Them as people Back  Together.  I Do Pray that The Preacher I Love and His Hard working Team Do Find time To Keep Returning to the Core Of yourself and that the Holy son Can Grant you the Strength you need too  Keep searching your Souls and  discover the Sacred  lessons That  The Always Loving Father Wants you to Learn About yourselves And About him And the Wounds you Carry within. Returning to the Core Of yourself in the Sacred Hours with the Holy Lord As you work Hard to Reporting The Truth.

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My Essay about the Australian Government Arresting the Aussie Legend and Hero Ben Roberts Smith

Trying to scream Logic in a Storm of Far Left
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In today's Episode of Australia downfall

The wounded Australian Writer

Essay 3.  Aussie Veterans on X are asking if they Should return their Horror Earnt Medals in the Aftermath Of the Well Respected War Veteran Ben Roberts Smith Being arrested By Our government for Crimes  on the Battlefield that Our government Sent him too.

In today's Episode of Australia downfall. the darkest day In Australia Recent history Happened the  Far Left Spineless void Of  a Backbone Aussie government And Low IQ corrupt Aussie Prime Minster  Albo And the  Australia hating Polications along with the Hateful Lefty Side of The country  For Years conducted A Corrupt witch-hunt against the Well Respected   And Brave War Veteran Ben Roberts Smith And Today  the Aussie Government Arrested Ben Roberts Smith Cor war Crimes In the Middle East War That  the Coward Aussie government sent him to. if the Government Doesn't want Any ...

My poem about my High School Friend ending Our friendship

My book of poetry

My  Ehile diaries

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Poem 1. The  Profound Shock  that My Bestie can Throw The History of us In the trash due to Me having The Commonly known Not allowed thoughts above our country.

On the Day of a commonly globally Know. day for humour and the Dawn of a New Month That Contains The holy Month of the Lord And saviour of the Broken humans
Suffers physical Slashings And Lashings To his Temple And He faces a Person In his Inner Circle Betraying Him Judas. A Digital and Verbal Lashing to my Heart was sent to  my Bestie After the Day I was. Emotionally Broken I was Inwardly Feeling the Blue River Of grief On the Day That Marks  Eight Years since My Grandpa Was Called To the Sacred Home In the Sky. My Bestie Knew this. I was Under The Mental Illusion. I was Inwardly Put together but that Illusion Fell apart When I heard our drivers Forgein Tounge And my vocal Annoyance came To Light to Be heard By my Bestie. My Ehile Diaires. To my Heart Break my Bestie ...

My Church has a Woman Preaching During holy week Poem

My book Of Essays for Russell

My Church Diaries    

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Poem 5. I Do Wonder On holy Monday would The Son of The Father of Creation Of Earth and Humans Would have  Turned Tables   

Sub Title.  for Lent I gave Up My Church

For Lent I gave up My church because After  over Time I learnt how to Become Devoted To the  home Of my Faith I walked In as a Wounded Raw hearted Past abused song Bird looking for A Sacred Home To do Sacred home To do Some Inner Heart scared Surgery in the Hallowed Gothic Halls with My Lord And Saviour on The Cross and By opening up my soul and exposing the earth Dad wounds in the Gothic Halls so the grateful golden spirit can flow into bring some relief too these open wounds in me. My church Diaries. I do pray that it will remain to be a forever lasting tattoo in the Sphere Of my mind the soul to soul sunlight hours chat with the faithful church Staff member. After the phone mail sent him and to the Gothic Hallowed halls about the most ...

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