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Appearance of Evil II

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Many people perceive darkness to be nothingness
But I dont.
I search the heavens, I search the earth
And everything in-between
I am a poet prophet
Who hunts for God’s heart
I am eternal, yet I know in part
A storm of words, service and curiosity
Hid in Christ to die a zillion times in one death

You may never find me save my words
Yet the ABBA knows all of us
He who spoke “day and they”, night and knights kneel even when I think “Jesus”
Did you try it and it failed you?
Have men not died according to their ways?
Has the sun ever not risen? Is the oxygen used up?
How many years could maintain, evil people saying vain things?
Wake em up in the morning, keep em safe until they touch things
Good people being foolish, but your mercy is altruistic
That is God ab initio
Script Writer of the Scriptures
Yah is I AM
THE LORD is ABBA
All that He does is good
We are His expunge of evil
The lesson is Do As You’re Told
That’s what my Jesus called Love
“But people who are cowardly, unfaithful, detestable, murderers, sexually immoral, sorcerers, idolaters, and all liars will find themselves in the lake that burns with fire and sulfur.

This is the second death.”
As it written
So must it be

Godzniel
©2026

Enough Said

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Long way from the first—uncomfortable tennis
Never duck a smash—millisecond prayers
Emotions are just weather—we have martyrical ancestors
Life tests us—but He gave us teachers and pastors
I learned to spot prophets and to recognize apostles
Long way from the first—now I can make salt too

The Bible is a multiyear calendar and love letter
I invite every eye to the pages of the One Pater
Racing verses to the future
Changing translations, I’m an every word eater
Jesus is The Lord—skip the other options
Scouring sermons and apocrypha for grace applications
The day the Lord has made? We rejoice in all our rations
Hyenas may abound, but The Lord sent enough Lions

I phoenix from the Word—my retaliation is evangelical
Sharper than surgical—redeeming this Chronicle
It’s funny though
Looking back I see the subtitles to some acts too
And my repentance cost God a lot, Boo
It’s why I’d rather die than renounce this gospel
What is man anyway?—except when that man is a son of God too

Professionally me—30+ years experience
Still a child of God—kukutata when I speak in tongues
Yeah I dodge stress—when I fight, it’s to stay rested
The Lord reigns—and this needs to be more celebrated
But for His mercy, who would not have wasted?
Seasons when I’m shaken, but then I am reminded
Jesus is alive, tomorrow will be bested

Jesus is alive, Tomorrow will be bested
Long way from the first—now I know to stay dead
Now I see the Lord—the most highly seated
Jesus is alive, Amen is enough said

Godzniel
©2026

Pivot Station

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God to the Man
Holy the hands
Heavenly broadcast
Bless the expanse
Son
Help souls flee the entrap
Meant for the more than a lap

Chains hit the ground—God’s love was the plan
and
God’s is the order and height
Inbuilt grace seasons the sub
stance
Will of the father
Be Saved or deleted and stolen from time and chance
Seas
Swim to the name and chant
Eat
Break ye the bread and pass
Eat
Drink ye the blood and bathe
Eat
Say to the mountain
Bless me

God to the man
All for the land—ugh!
Freaky escapes
Such high stakes—ugh!
God is too good
And there’s much more to be understood
Creation awaits and eternity is unto the fabric of food
True food made of the Word of God
Now Hiring
Now Hiring
We’re seeking Sons of God
Someone to take

God to the man
God to the land
God to the couch and God to the TV
God to the start of every man’s story
God to the air and God to the busy—easy, if a man hasn’t clung to money
God to the clung and to the ones set-free
God to the life and death of things
God to the man and to the scenes

God to the man
Do you read me?
God to the man
Do you read me?

Godzniel
©2026

He meets it

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I have heard it said that what is yours will come to you.
I cannot deny that this in itself is true.
But I have also noticed
That life sends us many topics,
And it is those within our scope of imagination
That we can articulate for catalog and application.

Yes, life sends us many topics,
And those we choose to fold our wings above
Do sit amongst the congregation of our choices.
As I have heard it said, doing nothing is a choice too.
How much more, doing something?

In thinking about this, I also noticed
That we get answers when we pray, but we do not all pray religiously
For the repetition of that miraculous answer.
Some wait till a storm is behind them to learn to pray,
But God still answers with wonder.
So why should I wait till an avalanche is upon me?

I will wake up each morning, and renew my worship.
Oh Lord, please give me the finer things in life.
I do not ask as one who deserves it. Lord, still You decide.
But I know that it is nothing for You
To steer me home to You
Whilst in bespoke adventure, opulence, and serendipity,
Because, Lord, You are good to me.

But this all often clashes with my ideas of piety
And quiet trust in God—
The not-asking, but trusting in His design to divulge.
And so I sense that exploiting this, my heavenly bank account,
Will turn me prodigal.

I need,
And He meets it.
Because what else is the Holy Spirit?

Saint Breathing, Tenth Form: Prayer Flames

I can pray in my understanding
And I can pray in the Spirit
And whatever the need is
He will guide my hands to victories
He, The Lord
He meets my fear with his Love
He meets my pain with his Joy
He meets my hurt with his touch
And He meets me wherever I call

I have heard it said, that the fear of the Lord is the beginning of Wisdom.

Godzniel
©2026

Goodnews business

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Back too Back to writing
Antidifficulting
When I’m underground, that’s the Gospel Terra biting
Sing it to the youth, let them see the love of Christ. Hmmm

Sorry but the business is the good news
Sold it in media files, prayers and worn shoes

But don’t worry it’s unlimited
Jerry said
What God cannot do does not exist
What he said
What God cannot do never reared it’s head
Never was it read

Come and eat the Life
Distribute it to the poor and rich
There’ll be a delete and The Lord has an extended invite
Please write
To the churches of eyes, ears and “these days”
The “which ways” The Lord says
I won’t wait forever
And you are mine forever

So choose my safety over those with more forever than you
If I haven’t been saving you, where would your pride be or do?
Any who
Come home before you can’t cry anymore
Before the monsters after the flood begin their culling
And the firmament is rolled away
And horror robs you of your children
And your wealth
And your kin
And your neighbor
And your voice

Godzniel
©2026

The Lord is still my shepherd

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Lost art of the aimless rant
I’ve done for the audience like I’m vased when I plant
Defaced of my plans but I’m here
The Lord is still my shepherd
And I am scarce want for it all is stimulus for some more prayer

And I learned to hide to jubilate
And run through Anthony village
If I am hid in Christ
I can be absent and have not lost
Still be not lost
Tell me where I’ll be lost at

Godzniel
©2026

Reserved

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Nowadays I ricochet at Jays and K before I take an L
I’ve been tricked into the rat race trying to spin a tale
And if I could only fail correctly then my role would sell
All the while, the indecisive boat half-rows with any current seen
Cloaked Fear, but rebranded as hunt for currency
God is set, go and tell them all to come and eat

Lines in the sand don’t decide where the wind blows
I met a woman with really painful elbows
It didn’t take me long to wish her much worse
And to realise that God is Lord of Luck and Laws

Find me promises to anticipate
Find me his moments and I am sated
Find me in his path, complaining that it isn’t going the way it’s going for those off the path
Find me jumping when God is faithful for the twenty thousandth time
And God is still surprising.

How is it that a future reserved for me?
Recreated my past, causing me to know before I knew?
To not be yet I was
To die while still alive
Yet, check and see that God is still reserved
Letting time play out our freedom versus his recurring announcement
God is asking…

Who…?

Godzniel
©2026

R & D

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Ash ticks blew blue announcements
Custom notifications
Kuchiyose no Prayer
Ich bin glucklich und teuer
I’ve been waiting upon ya
Lord how long shall we linger?
Don’t ask questions I answered
When you have your own answers

Half obedience is danger
Send a heavenly Witcher
Shege stacks to repentance
Wisdom really is meekness

Godzniel
©2026