dfroza

[dfroza]

all i have to do is present a book

(of friendship)

and allow it to be read and listened to

its seed will do the befriending

all in patient time

it is not a dream about cars, but rather the inner workings (the “engine” of the heart & spirit)

the 7th track on the 2008 album The Stars are All New Songs Vol. 1 by Jakob Bro

Reconstructing A Dream

making A True honest “connection”

your dear heart will be known at some point.

(by clearly allowing it to be)

i must be found in the (Waiting)

[dfroza]

mid-70s sound

the 6th instrumental track on the 1975 album Bright Size Life by Pat Metheny

Unquity Road

writing to connect in thought (an inaudible conversation of, words)

is like the wordless sound of instrumental music since the music “speaks” to the heart even in the absence of words being articulated through a voice

the heart is the starting point (the conception place) of speech (an instrumental womb)

And so the written word is of significance, taken inside, just as words that are chosen to become sound carry deep significance as well

(it truly matters what we believe and speak, and what we choose to listen to)

the written lyrics of a song or psalm are as the silent music of instrumental poetry

[dfroza]

something so simple, as crossing paths… yet “profound” in significance

A set of poetic memories typewritten on november 21 of ‘21

A dream of writing poetry to find and befriend someone

(sometime)

[dfroza]

the constant “anxiety” i face is the preoccupation of thought in writing to get it all down

(to see clear)

in True illumination.

Happy world “hello” day!

[dfroza]

One must fight for a dream by being brave enough to “believe…”

in its True nature.

not everyone wants to “engage” in pure silence

to carry an inner conversation with another heart & spirit

(there is a book that invites into it)

it is even written in the stars

an inaudible “calling” and the dream i am following

[dfroza]

the book had to become a dream

(the dream had to become a book)

[dfroza]

A photographic memory from november 21 in History beginning with a foggy day at my dad’s house in ‘12 followed by a deep [blue] sky along with snow and ice in ‘14 and then a snowy view from milwaukee, wisconsin where i went on a roadtrip with my cousin rodney and friends brian and josh in Cosmonaut

along with a poetic memory from this day in 2010

E. surround me with your sound

if i’m alright please don’t tell me i’m wrong just show me that you love me and play me your favorite song i want to hear it through my window open free to the seven sea breeze where i’m trying to remain as still as i can as i wave to you with two broken wings

five horizons wide on each side feather pens of poetry lost in flight through the sunlit hourglass of each day until the stars burn up my words at night shooting and then fading gently across the well worn sky silent tears making their way down the cheeks below these lonely evergreen eyes

and then surprised by morning as it wakes me up to the sound of a musical kiss and a blank page of inspiration to write all over and underneath the surface skin feelings again i don’t want to be in a place that doesn’t smile, my dearest friend i don’t want to fall into something not surrounded by angel’s wings

(november 21, ‘10) dfroza

[dfroza]

have you seen my words sent out from a Lighthouse at the shoreline

(of these eyes)

seeking to connect with the horizon of yours in a kind reply?

through every night that comes i’ll be faithful to tend to the same (inner) Light sent out to reach you from where i am

writing in instrumental thought

(this is the stillness and the calling of the night sky…)

fighting through the noise of this world to reach safe harbour in your (inner room) in the very place where we first meet

(in the dream of crossing paths)

the 3rd track from the 2021 album Harbour by Daniel Herskedal

The Lighthouse on the Horizon

greetings to you from here in the (Waiting)

with every page written so carefully as to touch your heart in a gentle way

(this is how a glass of wine must be offered, with care this way)

have you noticed the way i “speak” to you?

[dfroza]

Always hopeful…

[dfroza]

Thursday, november 21

395 days (56 weeks and 3 days) since orientation day at Pridgeon & Clay, inc. on October 22 of ‘18

A mirroring (395 days) of the number 593 (read in reverse) that was on the Oklahoma license plate [TYD 593] of the Chevy Lumina i drove to work at Love envelopes, inc. in Tulsa from december 7 of ‘04 to january 27 of ‘06 that totaled a period of 59 weeks and 3 days

and the letters TYD make me think of the word Tide, like the laundry soap or having to do with the moon and the sea

with a view here of a pair of parts PC72527 (a palindrome number) that were returned (6 boxes) for rewashing which was done during 3rd shift (over 2,000 parts) using the washer located at transfer press #328

and the total timeframe of work at P&C from October 22 to november 21 mirrors the closing verse of the Bible which speaks of grace being illuminated, in the book of Revelation, Chapter 22:21

“May the grace of the Lord Yeshua be with all!”

“The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen.”

(Complete Jewish Bible / New King James Version)

also, this timeframe equals 1 year and 30 days as a mirroring of the alphabetic number 130 of each of the phrases “the bitter end” and “the blank slate” that reminds me of this poetic memory from the book of my thought-life:

the writing of instrumental poetry to me is how i dream of connecting with the beautiful mystery of someone’s thought-life, within the heart of another who reads and is befriended by a kind seed of written words...

(my heart, my thought-life, my spirit)

to begin a conversation in silence that turns the page to face the sound of the same, gently spoken (to be... known, in heart & body)

[dfroza]

tonight on TV ‘Mr. Holland’s Opus’ from ‘96 is playing about a man teaching music appreciation to others in the midst of dealing with all the pressures of real life

i’ve seen this movie many years ago with my former wife Kara

we need things like music to inspire the journey here, to be sure. not that anything created by people is ever to be admired to the point of worship since the heart owes its sole allegiance to Love alone. but we can appreciate the things people do, the things people create.

[dfroza]

you see,

fiction is a world that some can go to escape the ultimate Reality of things

and it can turn the mind away from the craziness of the world, at least for a moment of time.

even though fictional stories can inspire in a good way, although some potentially do the opposite. people can get lost in fiction by giving most of their time and attention and heart to it. a lot of it plays out on screens with the overwhelming amount of content being shared in Today’s world. and so we should be careful in choosing what to partake in by guarding the heart.

but we do have to see this is a world where so many lies are told. deception actually was the root cause of the destruction of the world and the curse that befell earth, introducing the sentence of death. and ever since lies have turned people away from the truth of our Creator who made earth and the heavens, the eternal One who has promised to make all things new.

but some don’t want to stand for truth since it does take bravery to do so. so many things in the world oppose it.

but even so, the stars still shine in the night sky… and we don’t worship them, but we are inspired by the beauty and wonder of our Creator and heavenly Father

[dfroza]

to illuminate truth is the significance of life on earth.

this world (as we know it) will only exist for a short period of time.

we’re only strangers passing through and our hope is a place called “Home”

(for those of us who belong to Light)

there is a place prepared for us

and there will also be a complete renewal of earth

in A grand end of time.

[dfroza]

A link to my personal reading of the Scriptures

for the 21st of november 2024 with a paired chapter from each Testament (the First & the New Covenant) of the Bible

[The Book of Luke, Chapter 16 • The Book of 1st Samuel, Chapter 28]

along with Today’s reading from the ancient books of Proverbs and Psalms with Proverbs 21 and Psalm 21 coinciding with the day of the month, accompanied by Psalm 61 for the 61st day of Astronomical Autumn, and Psalm 26 for day 326 of the year (with the consummate book of 150 Psalms in its 3rd revolution this year)

A post by John Parsons:

It's been difficult time over the last few years, and I appreciate your prayers. There have been family problems as I’ve told you before. My kids need your prayers. I have been waiting for the LORD through sleepless nights, the banality of gray days, punctuated by pain, sighs of heartsick hope, fearful whisperings, and loneliness. It sometimes feels like the "samsara" of the desert, a place of exile. There is no place I want to go anymore... I walk with a limp, friends. The sages say that our father Isaac went blind because the angel's tears fell into his eyes as he lay bound upon the altar... I wonder if he might have later asked himself what use is there to see any more of this world? But (surprisingly) God used his blindness to allow the blessing to be given to Jacob, after all.

Some wounds are incurable in this present life... I have felt swallowed up in grief and inexplicable sorrow from days before I knew my right hand from my left. Shame has been a constant companion; melancholy my muse. I cannot outrun myself. "Cursed be the day wherein I was born!" exclaimed both Job and Jeremiah (Job 3:3; Jer. 20:14). "If this is how you are going to treat me, please go ahead and kill me -- if I have found favor in your eyes -- and do not let me face my own ruin" said Moses (Num. 11:15). Elijah likewise prayed that he might die: "I have had enough, Lord," he said. "Take my life; I am no better than my ancestors" (1 Kings 19:4).

Of course personal suffering in this life is common enough, and no one is immune to it, though it is especially poignant, I think, to souls that seek God's presence and love above all things, for these people are bound to be misfits in this world of vanity and conceit. Soren Kierkegaard is such an example, and he once wrote: “What is a poet? An unhappy man who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music.... And people flock around the poet and say: 'Sing again soon' - that is, 'May new sufferings torment your soul but your lips be fashioned as before, for the cry would only frighten us, but the music, that is blissful.”

Jewish philosopher Martin Buber spoke of the loneliness that results from Modern society, which he called an "It-world" that is marked by the prevalence of "I–It" rather than "I–Thou" relationships. The realm of the "institution" objectifies or "thingifies" people, and this bureaucratic "system" creates a sense of existential angst. Trapped in the "It-world," people begin to feel that life is meaningless, as they are numbered among the "faceless crowd" and are enthralled in a Kafkaesque prison of loneliness... The way out for Buber - and this is surely right - is to be in a life-transforming relationship with God, the ultimate "I-Thou" connection that will sustain our way despite the hardness of the "It-world."

Our Lord said: "Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness..." (Matt. 5:6). Yes, blessed are those who suffer such desperate need, who know inner emptiness, who are not made numb to the ache, and who cry from the heart for deliverance. Blessed are those who are in dread over themselves, who fall as one dead before the Divine Presence, who know they are undone, ruined, and dying for life... The great danger, spiritually speaking, is to become complacent, untouched by poverty of heart, to be lulled asleep, lost within a dream, made comatose, living-yet-dead. The gift of faith first reveals our own lostness and then imparts courage to live with ourselves despite ourselves as we seek God’s healing and life...

“Blessed art Thou, LORD our God, who never leaves nor forsakes us, and who draws us close through hunger and thirst.” Amen. We are truly blessed when we ache with heartfelt longing for the Divine Presence... This is not some form of masochistic spirituality. Feeling content, unconcerned, satisfied, numb, etc., may be a sign of a dreadful condition of heart. “You, God, are my God, earnestly I seek you; I thirst for you, my whole being longs for you, in a dry and parched land where there is no water” (Psalm 63:1).

Well I didn't intend to make this a long post, so I will close for now. I hope I didn't come across as being full of self-pity, friends. I know we all struggle and hurt at times. But please remember me in prayers, for I truly need them. And I pray that Hebrew for Christians will not be an "I-it" relationship for you, but one that helps you draw closer to the LORD and the "I-Thou" blessing of knowing him better. Amen.

[ Hebrew for Christians ]

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Psalm 42:2 reading:

https://hebrew4christians.com/Blessings/Blessing_Cards/psalm42-2-jjp.mp3

Hebrew page:

https://hebrew4christians.com/Blessings/Blessing_Cards/psalm42-2-lesson.pdf

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from Today’s email by Israel365

Today’s message (Days of Praise) from the Institute for Creation Research

[dfroza]

do you have a reborn heart?

i have to offer words to the heart, treating them like gold, precious, rare, illuminating (the inner room)

[dfroza]

i have to find someone new to write to

who will “receive” these words into (the inner room) of the heart

these thoughts sent out to “connect”

this is the seeking… (from my instrumental womb)

someone who will commune with me in this sacred (inner space)

[dfroza]

people have to learn to turn the page

from their past (tense) fears

this is the point of rebirth (inside, Anew)

having no fear of this passing world by belonging to a heavenly world.

(Abiding, enduring)

could you find yourself beginning (Anew)?