No concessions
In origins debates, what don't we do?
Give evolutionists some wriggle room.
If we concede their basics could be true,
For credibility, that spells our doom.
For them, no miracles, no destiny,
And no design, no matter what they say.
Always belittling humanity
And all compulsory, in every way.
If they don't pause to justify all that,
But focus on their mundane trivia,
We'll focus on the rocks and magic hat,
And their control over our media.
For destiny, we won't concede an inch,
And no concessions to an island finch.
The Sights
What does the future hold? Choices.
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Cast and machined brass
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It all depends on what work is on, what we're reading, proofreading, plus an X-factor and some chaos theory tossed in the mix as well.
Henri
Toe test
Toes in the sand, how good is that? Awesome.
That mix of sunlight, water, sand,,, blue skies:
A magic slice of our space/time continuum,
All easy on the heart, the soul, the eyes.
The curvature of Earth appears, in blue,
Where H2O and sky have coalesced,
And then, to integrate that awesome view,
Toes in the sand, the scientific test.
Oh yes, we're blessed, that's all humanity.
A shame about the self-destructiveness.
But what's the bottom line with destiny?
It's freedom and pursuit of happiness.
A quick reminder with the sand and toes,
For lost humanity, we are our biggest foes.
4/2/2017
Common spin
When thought police mention anthropic eyes,
The multiverse, then question what we see,
Then tell us everything can self-arise,
They're targeting what makes humanity.
But curiosity, insatiable,
Cannot be stolen by the multiverse,
And common sense is still reliable,
Whatever standard spin they intersperse.
They'll hint our senses aren't reliable,
And always point to quantum fuzziness
As their main guide to what's reliable:
The grand illusion of true happiness.
Oh check the other options to explore.
Life's not a sad illusion, it's a door.
11/2/2017
Day six
The stage is set for all land animals,
And then the start of all humanity,
Mixing the programming, soil chemicals,
Complexity and creativity.
An understatement will be lurking there.
Oh contemplate that vision and soundtrack,
Meticulous, exceptional in care
In all that programming. Don't hold us back,
Oh yes, he'll contemplate his Universe,
Day six. The beauty and complexity
In programming assumed in sacred verse,
Beyond the dreams of all humanity.
Imagination is of no real benefit,
And language woefully inadequate.
16/2/2017
Deadly role
When TV shows assess humanity,
What merchandise will they be peddling?
They peddle fear, it won't be destiny,
And they will never leave us wondering.
They preach the rocks to men scenario,
And sell calamity and violence.
Ah yes, there'll be a sport or cooking show
For interludes from senseless violence.
But then, short break, they're into it again.
We're fairly confident about their role,
With snide remarks about our origin:
We're not alone, and God has lost control.
Are they an enemy,,, of lost humanity?
When put like that, a deadly certainty.
23/2/2017
The Future: Managing our stupidity.
This is our continuing project: The search for happiness, destiny and how to rescue souls. "CTU II Beyond the veil". Enjoy.
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Henri
Superior well
What qualities can make a Cosmos thus?
The laws, the particles, the energy?
The information and connectedness?
And if there's life, biodiversity?
A multiverse is void of all those skills,
With all those complications in each cell:
Criteria only intelligence fulfils.
It's just another universe as well.
Omnipotence would make life easier,
The skills and power unbelievable,
A God. Yes, nothing is superior,
Subliminal and trans-dimensional.
A multiverse or deity?
Just one possesses creativity.
28/2/2017
Business break
When media have played the racist card,
They peddle fear and yes, cringe-worthiness.
The bottom of the barrel? That's not hard.
They certainly won't stress connectedness
And never give humanity a break.
There'll always be those idiots out there,
The radicals, all giving us their take,
When cameras roll. So do they even care?
Maybe, but it's about must-see TV,
It's business right, they have to reel us in,
And there's one thing about stupidity,
It makes for good TV on a night in.
The racist card they play, tells us a lot.
Mostly, that media have lost the plot.
28/2/2017
Growing business
Ah yes, the breaking news, the grass is green
And our stupidity makes good TV,
With all our racism backing that scene.
That's deeply fallen, lost humanity.
Toss in calamity and violence,
That's sure to make the TV business grow.
Mix in the blind designer inference,
With its rock soup to men scenario,
And that's the prefect business recipe.
Who puts a plan like that in place? They do.
They'll take on every opportunity
To trash our destiny. That's nothing new.
We're lost humanity, we need a lift.
But media will set us more adrift.
28/2/2017
Deep look
Oh deeply fallen world, look to his scars,
And contemplate a veiled eternity.
Ignore the evolution repertoires,
They cannot give you future destiny.
Ignore a Universe from nothingness,
And monkeys as your ancient relatives.
There is a God and yes, true happiness,
We have his sacred verse, his narratives,
And have a Saviour for us crucified.
Yes, God is everywhere and he does care.
Ignore what thought police have all denied,
There is intelligence, look anywhere.
Yes, double check eternity with us.
His scars, for destiny and happiness.
1/3/2017
Solid TV
With absolute sincerity, straight face,
They'll say the Universe came from, no joke,
Something equivalent to outer space.
They're not concerned, whatever they invoke,
And use the orchestra to set the mood:
A cosmic cause beyond ridiculous.
There won't be any TV interlude,
Since rocks to people is continuous.
Straight face, full orchestra and confidence.
Yes, that's the way it's done with good TV.
Yes, they'll assume there's solid evidence.
Yes, empty space has made humanity.
Those TV scientists know everything.
Amazing what their evidence can bring.
1/3/2017
Built-in gem
When TV scientists come on, straight face,
They inadvertently can drop a gem.
When speaking of our solar system, space
And time, then 'clockwork' will be one of them.
They'll carry on about the randomness,
Inferring there's no cosmic handiwork,
Then drop the gem, unconsciously, oh yes,
The solar system functions like,,, clockwork,
And it's the same for all the Universe.
Yes, contemplate beyond the veil with me,
The spark for destiny and sacred verse,
And yes, don't hold us back, complexity.
Look out, that clockwork mechanism rocks.
To top that off, built-in atomic clocks.
1/3/2017
Tough call
If we discuss how media get tough,
Which group will then receive another hit?
It's fallen humans doing stupid stuff,
That's what we do, and fairly good at it.
Do we need those reminders every day?
Based on the programming, that would be yes.
The warm rock soup on every single day,
That side of TV is continuous.
It's cop and prison shows in programming,
And now, the science of stupidity.
When it's our destiny we're managing,
We don't need all those hints, repeatedly.
Yes, we need all the help that we can get
When destiny has called and there's a debt.
1/3/2017
Debt free
Oh contemplate the debt for destiny.
Whatever price it is, that's all been paid.
He paid all that from veiled eternity,
With every stripe, each angry nail and blade:
The precious price, from overwhelming love.
The one who graced us all, made every star,
Don't hold us back, all blessing from above.
Oh lost humanity, dwell on each scar,
Then dwell on destiny, it's paid in full.
For God so loved the World, he gave his Son.
The Father gave us what was Wonderful,
And yes, available to anyone.
That ball is in our court, yes, we have choice.
Oh lost humanity, follow his voice.
2/3/2017
Quick lift
Oh contemplate the fluffy clouds with me.
The equilibrium in atmosphere,
Mixing the blue, to grace that canopy.
It lifts the soul to contemplate down here:
The thought police and fortress to assail.
Our precious gem is set in outer space,
With atmosphere as one protective veil,
For life, and asteroids the Earth might face.
An other one's the Earth's magnetic field.
Yes, gravity to make us stick, down here,
Hi-tech electro and magnetic shield,
And then the fluffy clouds in atmosphere.
Look out! This fallen world still works okay.
A quick reminder on a cloudy day.
2/3/2017
Well placed
Oh contemplate that special place with us,
While we are managing stupidity,
Our own. The Earth, the cross, his swap, for us,
To place us on the path to destiny.
Life is a door, the Father's at the door,
His place, watching the place of sacrifice,
To balance overwhelming love with law,
Where deity has paid that precious price.
For thought police, that's plain stupidity,
For them, a special place does not exist.
Ignore how they are placed with destiny,
And yes, the place they give the quantum mist.
A cross, placed in the Earth, is now the place
Where veiled eternity joined time and space.
2/3/2017
Veiled touch
What can the trans-dimensional endow?
A veiled dimension could be touching us
To integrate the Universe somehow,
With all that hydrogen connectedness
And gravity now touching everything.
The thought police have theorised that too,
And set up complicated signalling,
To hunt anomalies for any clue.
But they tune up for something physical.
But there's a complication in all this:
What's physical, what's trans-dimensional?
Not easy for a cosmic synthesis.
Eternity, for us, is personal.
The multiverse, for them, is physical.
4/3/2017
Awesome options
Oh contemplate the instruments with me,
All the mundane and technological.
For some anomaly or frequency,
Can they detect the trans-dimensional?
Oh realize the cosmic veil is real,
So that detection won't be possible.
The instruments, no matter what our zeal,
Won't separate the plainly physical
From multiverse, no matter how we try.
Is that a glass-half-empty synthesis?
Maybe. But options count when asking why.
Oh yes. Why is our awesome cosmos thus?
A God or multiverse? The instruments?
We're fairly confident with common sense.
4/3/2017
Up side
Check out what deity has offered us.
A destiny and help with our time line.
A view of life, beyond miraculous,
Where liberty and justice intertwine,
And we are lucky beneficiaries.
Too difficult? Should we procrastinate?
Should we check with our Universities,
Since there's a deity to contemplate?
No, don't do that. That call? It's destiny.
Decision time is now, make no mistake.
Yes, place that bet with veiled eternity,
And make it personal, for your soul's sake.
Oh fallen, lost humanity, decide.
A waiting deity is on your side.
4/3/2017
Timely turn
Theory and practice may be poles apart,
When managing our own stupidity.
His DNA gives us our second start,
But we forget we're lost humanity.
We easily forget the promises,
We easily forget the lessons learned,
We're slow to take the hints with messages,
And often think salvation must be earned.
The habits of a lifetime will resist,
We're lost humanity, that's what we do.
So what will be the timely catalyst
To turn all that around and start anew?
When realizing we are not alone,
And cannot make those changes on our own.
5/3/2017
Kept touch
Remember now, my soul, he has your back.
A monster understatement there, relax.
Make sure your journey won't be set aback
By making up your personal, own facts,
And always keep in mind, his implements:
All his beatitudes in sacred verse.
Oh meditate on both his testaments,
Your introduction to his Universe.
Jump in, and get into that practicing.
The habits of a lifetime will resist,
But trust his Spirit's touch, in everything.
His Bible promises cannot be missed.
Look out, the promises, your back, all good.
The destiny, the stripes, the nails, the wood.
5/3/2017
Mystic tutorials
When we're discussing any origins,
And thought police reference calamity,
We see just how their evidence begins,
But it's not from some real inquiry.
Their minds are set, they've had tutorials,
Not on the scientific evidence,
But taken from their mystic articles.
Then that's passed off as their real evidence.
Oh yes, they'll toss a scientific gem in there,
To justify the spin and porky pies,
But we can see it's all about God's care,
With that calamity they itemize.
Is that a scientific view? Well no.
Religion drives that chance scenario.
4/3/2017
Own art
Oh contemplate cave art and arrow heads,
Awakening of human consciousness,
And fish evolving into quadrupeds.
Straight face, hushed tones, it's all mysterious,
And yes, makes for some riveting TV.
Rock soup evolved some slime, some DNA,
Some cells, and then some brain activity,
To contemplate another magic day.
All this, from just some arrow heads and art?
With just a hint of orchestra in there?
Those TV physicists make their own art,
With everything, evolving, everywhere.
Check out the trend in all those TV shows.
Less science in their grand scenarios.
5/3/2017
Solid glimpse
Imagination mixed with trivia,
Backed by the bluff, their scientific spin,
The face, the tones, choir and orchestra
And there we go, a rock soup origin.
Surprise, surprise, continuous TV.
Our media, primed up and in full swing,
With those distractions masking destiny,
And thought police, with sabres rattling.
Is there a glimpse of hope in all of this?
Oh yes. Just resurrect some common sense,
Check out the real designer synthesis,
And use some solid scientific evidence.
Our sciences study complexity,
To satisfy our curiosity.
5/3/2017
Obvious tell
What is that scientific enterprise
That looks at past and future destiny?
There won't be any need to analyse,
It's obvious, human discovery:
To check what's there, to tame the physical.
Can that be used to check if God exists?
Oh yes, it's common sense and logical,
But its been hijacked by the atheists.
Complexity can hint that God is there,
And oh, complexity, in every cell.
Ignore the atheists about God's care,
Religious science is alive and well.
Complexity and DNA tell us,
Design is absolutely obvious.
5/3/2017
Ageless
So who can join the scientific fields?
That would be absolutely anyone.
Ignore what all blind evolution yields,
Jump in and have some scientific fun.
The engineering and materials,
Magnetic fields and electricity,
Quantum entanglement and particles,
Pervasive physics and wild chemistry.
Based on experience, someone of any age,
Can dabble in the sciences, but oh,
Watch out, use inbuild common sense to gauge
Their blind designer, chance scenario.
The scientific fields are bottomless,
And yes, all tantalizingly mysterious.
5/3/2017
Easy check
Oh yes, the scientific fields? No end.
Biology and immunology,
Light speed to overcome, spacetime to bend,
And then invent another ology.
Superconductors at room temperatures,
Unknown addressing in our DNA,
And checking any tell-tale signatures.
With science, it's not any other day,
So yes, it's easy to stay positive.
But check for charlatans, for our soul's sake.
When managing our destiny, don't give
The evolutionists an even break.
The thought police don't check technology.
Their only interest is calamity.
5/3/2017
And the Angel of the LORD said to him,
"Why do you ask My name,
seeing it is wonderful?" Judges: 13.18
Recognizable
What of the major theme of sacred verse?
Humanity's rescue, it's Wonderful,
The start and final vanquish of the curse,
Beyond the realms of what's a miracle,
While multitasking to the Nth degree.
He'd visited before, veiled and mysterious,
Before he took on our humanity.
He'd be the one who'd give his life for us,
And even then, was plainly recognizable.
He is, the mystic Angel of the LORD,
So used his special name, yes, wonderful.
But now he wields the Holy Spirit's sword.
He paid the price, then gave us destiny.
The priceless gift, from veiled eternity.
5/3/2017
Wondrous grace
The Angel of the Lord made his appearances
At crucial times in sacred histories.
Each time, he spoke of hope and challenges:
The templates for believers' victories.
Do we know who he was? A wondrous yes.
The Way, the Truth, the Life, the only one.
The source of everlasting happiness,
A deity, who would be God the Son,
Who'd pay the precious price for destiny.
The one, Lord Jesus Christ. Oh whisper it,
A chosen name, from veiled eternity,
The Saviour of mankind, the perfect fit.
He'd give up dignity, to give us liberty.
He'd veil divinity, to grace humanity.
6/3/2017
For unto us a Child is born, unto us
a Son is given; ... And his name
will be called, Wonderful, Counsellor,
Mighty God, Everlasting Father,
The Prince of peace. Isaiah 9.6
Big promise
Oh contemplate The famous Bible verse.
Ignore suburban visitors with this,
He's Wonderful, he made the Universe,
And he is all we need for happiness.
If he's not God, then language fails, big time.
They'll say he is a god, then it's wordplay,
But double check, an 'a god' paradigm?
The twist. Be vigilant, yes every single day.
The thought police tell us, no God exists,
Then others faking Christianity,
Talking the talk, just like creationists.
Watch out, they rob our God of deity.
But language hasn't failed, incredible,
He's God, the promised Son, and Wonderful.
7/3/2017
Common steal
With destiny, what of the charlatans?
Oh yes, they have a common strategy,
Surprise, surprise, they target origins.
The thought police? Their singularity,
No God and blind designer paradigm.
The visitors? Faking our Christianity,
A god, and veiled angelic paradigm.
Both mandates fail a detailed scrutiny,
Both target sacred verse and Genesis,
Both use their wordplay, when convenient,
And both steal destiny and happiness.
Oh double check their spin, be vigilant.
Yes, contemplate both charlatans to see,
Their target, always, is veiled deity.
8/3/2017
Light touch
We have a mountain fortress to assail,
And we know now, it's not humanity,
But with an enemy, beyond the veil.
Not thought police, continuous TV,
Yelling abuse, always harassing us.
Not visitors, faking our Christianity,
But veiled ET. Beyond what's dangerous.
But we have Wonderful, veiled deity,
We have the sacred armour for that fight,
We have beatitudes, the implements,
And have his touch subliminal, the light:
His sacred text in his two testaments.
Look up, eyes on the prize, our destiny:
His touch, for us, restrains that enemy.
8/3/2017
Fateful lie
It's not by random, wild coincidence
That thought police and visitors harass.
We have his warnings in both testaments:
The Prince of darkness is harassing us,
And he will always taint God's credibility.
From Genesis to now, it's always there,
And asks bewildered, lost humanity,
"If God is out there, does he really care?"
Yes, not coincidence, that's from ET,
Whether a 'god' or 'no God' paradigm,
The doubts, the lies, the fateful trickery,
His wondrous word is on the line, each time.
ET will drop the hints, their only goal?
With destiny, we should be in control.
8/3/2017
Knowing grace
We have a very human tendency:
We think, with destiny, it must be earned.
But all that thinking comes from veiled ET,
And if forewarned, is easily discerned.
When ET's whispering about control,
The veiled intentions won't be hard to miss.
But deity has given us a different goal:
It's balancing our liberties with happiness,
It's mixing love and grace with sacrifice,
Thus imitating he who came to save.
Oh yes, he'd pay the most expensive price,
Even when knowing we would misbehave.
Yes, check deceptiveness from veiled ET.
Our God has shown his credibility.
9/3/2017
Organized concepts
Are our concepts of God stupidity,
If we think he is there and he does care?
To answer that, check out humanity:
Imagination, skill and care. Be fair.
Oh check the one who's contemplating now,
Who dreams of family and happiness.
Could God have organized all that somehow?
To any open mind, that could be yes.
For thought police, stupidity, big time.
For them, when obvious calamity abounds,
It's their no-god and rock soup paradigm,
No matter how ridiculous that sounds.
We recommend to put the brain in gear,
Because of creativity down here.
11/3/2017
Own place
Oh contemplate eternal mysteries.
For God, can past and present coalesce?
Can every time be everything he sees?
If God is God, we think a double yes.
Could each place be his omnipresent zone?
Oh yes. Does he know everything? Oh yes.
Could he do all of that, just on his own,
With no one's help, and all be effortless?
Another yes, he's God. He's everywhere,
In every time, he's trans-dimensional.
Could he do all of that, and also care?
Oh yes, he's family and personal.
He balances all that with liberty,
To grace us with eternal destiny.
12/3/2017
Dreamer
Imagine there's a veiled eternity,
A chance at destiny for everyone,
And then a complicated deity,
The Father, Holy Spirit and the Son.
Imagine there is future happiness,
Where that eternity commences here.
Imagine bringing only thankfulness,
The celebrations in the atmosphere.
Imagine when all that's reality,
With everybody helping everyone.
That could be standard Christianity:
The Father, by the Spirit, sent the Son.
Oh contemplate with us veiled deity.
One family, real dreams, real destiny.
12/3/2017
Thinking of John Lennon
Possible touch
Oh contemplate the trans-dimensional.
Yes, everyone believes that it is there.
Could it be spiritual, not physical,
Mixing the sunlight, water, dirt and air?
Could it touch everything, at every place?
Is it reality, and we're just passing by?
A realm, not outer space, but inner space,
A home eternal beings occupy?
That's possible, but not for thought police.
For them, chance and necessity create
The Universe, the clockwork masterpiece,
Then given us our chance to contemplate.
All those dimensions could give destiny.
But no, for thought police, that's all stupidity.
14/3/2017
Spin assumed
Oh contemplate chance and necessity.
Could those originate from nothingness,
And then a quantum singularity,
Like thought police are always telling us?
Necessity assumes the cosmic laws,
And chance assumes that everything is there.
Where is the impetus, transcendent cause,
To start the sunlight, water, dirt and air?
Ignore the posturing and confidence,
Their origin is spin and porky pies.
They never use established evidence,
When telling us, all things can self-arise.
Chance and necessity don't give insight
To magnetism, gravity and light.
14/3/2017
Checked view
Oh contemplate with us the natural.
Could veiled eternity be touching us?
Could everything be trans-dimensional,
So maybe everything's continuous?
Eternity could hold the natural,
That's what a veiled eternity can do.
So here we are, checking the credible,
And contemplating an eternal view.
Could rocks do that, or veiled eternity?
If natural is only physical,
Could it produce some brain activity,
To let us weigh the supernatural?
Oh check the mystic trans-dimensional,
To give perspective on the natural.
15/3/2017
Little extension
Oh check the origin of cosmic laws.
A little bit of déjà vu right there.
When speculating on a cosmic cause,
How come its influence is everywhere?
If veiled eternity is touching us,
At every place, down to the Nth degree,
It's possible that's why the laws are thus.
Oh yes, our physical reality
Could occupy the trans-dimensional,
Holding the secrets to our destiny.
Eternity could spark the natural,
As an extension of eternity.
Eternal laws? We think that could be true.
We think that's what eternity can do.
15/3/2017
TV discounts
When TV physicists keep telling us
Of destiny, all linked to cosmic laws,
The face, hushed tones and all mysterious,
Has that explained a magic, cosmic cause?
Well no, there's sacred mandates to fulfil.
What's with gazillion years to destiny,
And then the scientific rumour mill?
Ah yes, they've all discounted deity,
They know the Universe is self-contained,
And it's just heat death as our destiny.
Ignore the spin, whatever they've explained,
They're mixing truthiness with destiny.
Is that inspiring, in any way?
Just peddling oblivion? No way!
15/3/2017
Deep supplies
Oh keep in mind, always, their porky pies.
When TV physicists come on the box,
They'll never use the straight up, blatant lies.
They'll speak of destiny, atomic clocks,
Deep heat and time, the cosmic masterpiece,
And all its cosmological epochs,
But from their atheistic centrepiece:
Their singularity and hot wet rocks.
The operation of the cosmic laws,
Is mixed with speculation every time.
Oh yes, it's truthiness without a pause,
With their deep everything, blind paradigm.
A masterpiece is shown, and then the spin.
Oh yes, their porky pies supply their origin,
15/3/2017
Genetic showpiece
If scientists have played with DNA,
Or some epigenetic properties,
To change an organism is some way,
To then account for ancient mysteries,
Are they confirming rocks turned into men?
A certain yes, for all the thought police.
Genetic engineering once again
Elucidates their rocks to men showpiece.
But they assume that rocks gave DNA,
And then incredible diversity.
So double check, without delay,
When thought police highlight complexity.
Genetic instruments will always show
The limits all wet rocks can undergo.
15/3/2017
Genetic drift
Oh contemplate again two mysteries,
The spark for cosmic laws and DNA.
Our TV scientists spin both of these
On science shows, on every other day.
But they have zero evidence to say
A singularity can set the cosmic laws,
And chemicals evolved some DNA.
But they don't need a realistic cause,
They have their trivia and media.
There's zero vital evidence to sift,
Just cue the choir and the orchestra
And let our wild imagination drift.
But DNA speaks of complexity,
And cosmic laws speak of eternity.
15/3/2017
Soft prey
What do our children think of origins,
When they're off playing with their dinosaurs?
Do they check out how everything begins,
By postulating an eternal cause?
That's highly likely no. It's only play.
But watch the atheists and thought police.
All that imagination makes their day:
Toy icons from their rock soup centrepiece.
But there's no secret to their recipe:
Yes, get them early, and continuous,
With those distractions from their destiny.
They're calculating and they're dangerous.
Our children make soft targets every day,
And thought police will zone in on their prey.
15/3/2017
Dark icon
What of dark matter and dark energy?
Yes, fiddle factors always spring to mind.
Without a doubt, daunting complexity,
The cosmic masterpiece is what we find.
But check the TLA's they're using now,
Mixing the PhDs with CMB and GRB.
Always ignoring deity somehow,
Always their quantum singularity,
And always their compulsory deep time.
Rock soup's ignored by our cosmologists.
But we all know they're tinkering with time,
Another icon of the atheists.
So what do evolution skeptics do?
Enjoy the science but, to self, stay true.
16/3/2017
Skeptical count
Check out what evolutionists ignore.
To every skeptic, definitions count.
With life, we emphasize what came before.
Oh yes, in all the arguments they mount,
We want to know how rocks made DNA.
We know the evolution inference,
Blind, natural selection's interplay,
And know about deep time inheritance.
We're skeptical about the DNA,
Not with selection or inheritance.
So definitions count, in every way,
When sorting scientific evidence.
Yes, evolution is a fuzzy word,
But evolutionists are undeterred.
16/3/2017
Easy spot
Oh contemplate what seems like comedy.
An atheist rebuking atheists.
So maybe not where atheists should be,
But both rock solid on the quantum mists.
Look out, a topsy-turvy situation, right?
And yes, all adamant they're rational,
And yes, all focusing on truth and light.
But let's not get too over critical,
We could face something similar one day.
But let's just linger there, to take it in:
An unexpected origins foray,
The humour in the spot we find them in.
A quick reminder, life's not easy, right?
When we are bringing origins to light.
17/3/2017
One list
Oh contemplate the bucket list with us.
That list will let us know what we hold dear.
Oh yes, live on the edge, live dangerous,
Alive, somewhere beyond the stratosphere,
And put, as one, eternal destiny.
There are no guarantees. No safety net.
Not while we're managing stupidity.
Go radical, and make an honest bet
With veiled eternity, to start rebirth.
Oh yes, just pencil in that miracle:
Eternal destiny can start on Earth:
The Touch, subliminal and wonderful.
We recommend to make the list one size.
Just destiny. Oh yes, eyes on the prize.
17/3/2017
Lucky area
They say there's no such thing as gravity,
Just bending of spacetime, so simple, right?
Just overhaul the brain machinery,
And there we go, some relevant insight.
Yes, contemplate that from Australia.
When spacetime tells our body what to do,
It's good it's working in our area,
Since we're supposed to tell it what to do.
When managing our own stupidity,
That's classified as information overflow.
Yes, stuck down under, then no gravity?
We're lucky something's working down below.
Yes, relativity just gives and gives.
No gravity? Dwell on the positives.
18/3/2017
Iconic match
Oh contemplate hand-made connectedness.
The match between a complementary pair.
The threaded nuts for bolts are obvious,
But complementary pairs are everywhere.
Is every pair an icon of design?
Check out a pair against an arrowhead.
Are arrowheads an icon of design?
Oh yes. So what about a simple thread,
Or something else to make a perfect match?
The probability is more than high
That it's design, when opposites attach.
Matched pairs? Design? Oh yes, they qualify.
For ID folk, they'd stress that quality:
Matched pairs are specified complexity.
20/3/2017
Key quality
So what's the classic complementary pair?
It's difficult to go past lock and key
As that icon of classical hardware:
Whether hand-made or factory quality.
So what's that trait to make a key a key?
If we check out an electronic one,
We'll quickly realize that quality
Is in the information being spun.
Whether mundane or high technology,
Some information sets those qualities.
A key speaks of accessibility,
Or in restricting possibilities.
So could a lock and key signal design?
Oh yes, when possibilities align.
21/3/2017
Random icon
What makes an icon of complexity?
For thought police, it's randomness, each time,
Whether it's lifeforms or machinery.
They'll use their blind-designer paradigm,
But double check, it's always randomness,
And always multiversal cosmic interplay,
So always, by default, an un-connectedness,
No matter what the hype in what they say.
So in all that, what of humanity?
Oh yes, we're lucky beneficiaries.
They use our words for credibility
And maybe conjure up some niceties.
But watch, no matter what the inference,
Life's always based on blind coincidence.
23/3/2017
Covered match
If we now contemplate humanity,
What is the classic complementary pair?
Oh yes, a vital part of our anatomy,
And mostly covered by the clothes we wear.
And then the audio and visual.
Two eyes, for depth in what we see. Two ears,
For depth of audio, directional.
Two different pairs, in different spheres,
But both miss something if they work alone.
Yes, eyes and ears have some redundancy,
But family jewels are useless on their own,
Exactly like a lock without a key.
Redundancy? Perfect match pairs? Oh yes.
Both icons of design connectedness.
27/3/2017
Normal key
Check out the magic in immunity:
All set by complementary pairs somehow.
The ultimate in high complexity,
What planning and ideas can endow.
Check out the animations put on line.
In simulations set by programmers,
Somehow, some fancy molecules align,
Setting enables or inhibitors,
Exactly like our manufactured keys:
Each an address or some permission slip.
Oh yes, those wonderful complexities
Would normally highlight its workmanship.
All life's immunities signal design,
When matching, complementary pairs align.
23/3/2017
Real check
Yes, double check the evolutionists,
But not the ones who play with trivia.
Only the thought police and atheists.
To them, we're glorified bacteria,
To them, life's all about coincidence.
Oh yes, illusions seem to dominate,
Design has novelty significance,
And there's no deity to contemplate,
Except the straw one they can analyse.
Is that a picture of reality,
Where rocks and DNA can self-arise,
And we can contemplate our destiny?
Yes, check the evolution inference,
Against the scientific evidence.
24/3/2017
Confident bluff
Oh contemplate their singularity,
Ten to the minus forty seconds in.
Where microseconds are eternity,
In their iconic no-god origin.
Oh yes, a scientific certainty,
If confidence is what we're going by,
When our cosmologists come on TV.
That inference is scientific why?
A Universe appeared from nothingness,
And they apply some scientific laws?
Is skepticism logical? Oh yes,
If always told that nothing is their cause.
That cosmic dot is scientific spin.
It's always bluff, no scientific origin.
24/3/2017
Micro-big
Oh contemplate their times with us awhile,
Ten to the minus forty seconds in,
Taking one normal second as one mile.
Check out that micro-blink as we zoom in,
Imperial or metric on the go.
Ten to the minus forty seconds, right?
How big is that? In their scenario,
A Universe just pops into the light.
The thickness of a micro pencil line?
A monster line against that micro-blink,
Where nothingness and heat will intertwine?
Imperial or metric? Stop and think.
Inches or millimetres don't come close.
Their origin is always grandiose.
25/3/2017
Dotted origin
Check out convergent evolution spin.
If putting those two words up to the light,
We catch a glimpse of that twin origin.
Convergent, meaning no relation, right?
The opposite of common ancestry,
And evolution: Common ancestors?
Oh yes, some trouble in the family tree,
And all chock full of quirky characters,
But most from an adopted lineage.
Oh yes, they want the cake and icing too,
But we're quite grateful for that tutelage.
It tells us what their family tree can do.
Their tree only explains the trivia.
Its dotted lines don't make it hardier.
25/3/2017
Enough highlights
When thought police highlight complexities,
They use some mathematics for that view.
They won't be highlighting the locks and keys,
But they'll tell us what all of us should do.
They battle the illusion of design,
And so should we. It's only randomness,
Ignore how interlinking parts combine,
The maths removes all our subjectiveness,
And strengthens the objective point of view.
That way, we're thinking scientifically.
We call their bluff. That's what all skeptics do.
We're happy with our objectivity.
Some Shannon information sets their bluff,
But we think common sense will be enough.
26/3/2017
Known flip
What's Shannon information in all this?
It's flipping mathematics on its head,
To spin complexity as randomness,
Mixing with porky pies we've all been fed.
Check out a UPS for some insights.
When none of its addressing will be known,
And then, all its data production sites,
Whatever information has been sown,
It will be random when it's analysed.
So is a UPS complex? Oh yes.
Has anything in it been randomized?
A certain no. Design is obvious.
Yes, Shannon information lets us know,
There's much more information we can know.
28/3/2017
Bold view
When thought police tell us the multiverse
Is everywhere, eternal, big and bold,
What did it do to make our Universe?
It tweaked its laws, with everything controlled,
Ten to the minus something seconds in.
How is that done, when it's just physical?
Before our Universe's origin?
We think that too, it must be logical.
Something, somehow, set every cosmic law,
Before our Universe came into view.
Oh yes, to set the cosmological décor,
Exactly like a deity would do.
The multiverse would need a power source.
Like God? Oh yes, a bottomless resource.
25/3/2017
Mechanical substitute
When it's the multiverse we contemplate,
We know the physics of the physical.
It's not what thought police all speculate.
Its mechanisms are mechanical.
Toss in the infinite to clarify,
And we all know exactly how that ends:
Heat death. There's just no way to modify,
To give some other cosmic dividends.
Yes, if we contemplate the infinite,
The multiverse won't have that attribute.
But there's one thing that's fairly definite,
The multiverse is their God substitute.
They copycat our concepts every time,
To implement their no-god paradigm.
25/3/2017
Dwell time
Let's say a God dwells in eternity.
Let's say, somehow, he's visited the Earth.
Let's say he's interested in destiny,
And has the plans to implement rebirth.
What now, if that sounds somewhat credible?
Some gratitude would be appropriate.
What now, if we have sensed that miracle?
We'd do something, maybe immediate,
We wouldn't be the same if that sank in.
We'd realize at once we've all been blessed,
We'd contemplate our mystic origin,
And yes, we'd undertake a sacred quest.
Where do we start, if there's a Universe?
Fortuitously we have sacred verse.
26/3/2017
Vital view
Oh contemplate on certain mystery:
With God, our destiny and origins,
The plan has always been our liberty.
We could dwell on a multitude of sins,
But if we view the glass of life, half full,
Omnipotence is certain to prevail.
We could view all of life as wonderful,
Since deity exists beyond the veil.
We could believe that he is in control,
So had the rescue plans in place to save.
Oh soul, dwell on his chosen saving role,
Even when knowing we would misbehave.
Oh soul, focus on destiny, the prize.
Let deity your heart revitalize.
29/3/2017
Broken touch
Oh soul, your destiny just called, jump in
And make it absolutely personal.
Yes, God the Son has paid for every sin,
Oh whisper, yes Lord Jesus, Wonderful.
Ignore all those distractions passing by,
He is your all in all, your everything,
So realize there's just a mournful cry,
A broken heart and thankfulness to bring.
Oh let your failing knees touch solid ground,
Yes, Wonderful has taken on your sins.
Embrace his scars, and take a look around,
The place where now, eternity begins.
Yes, make it personal, eyes on the prize.
Look up, don't hesitate, don't compromise.
29/3/2017
Daring grasp
Oh soul, you know internal demons will arise,
If you decide to grasp your destiny.
But hold to Wonderful, eyes on the prize,
He's always had in mind your liberty.
You've been forewarned about a veiled ET,
So buckle up: a fortress to assail.
Don't dare to manage your stupidity,
But leave that all to him who will prevail.
He has your back, he knows your weaknesses,
And knows which buttons ET has to press.
Ignore the thought police on Genesis,
Eyes on the prize, eternal happiness.
Yes, eyes on him, who gave you destiny,
The Grand Designer, owner of eternity.
30/3/2017
Eternity or Multiverse
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