http://slow.writerscafe.org/exoteric The original writings of author S. Michael Long en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776074804 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Random http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/1213639/ Random commentary http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/1213630/ Open http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/1213627/ the ahh yes I've won without the fight withouth the gun god yes I've spun without the heart without the fun god give me grace to see them as this really is not my battle over loss not my battle over this no fight to fight worth speaking no dwell to empathise over my purpose is his purpose and my gif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/1092090/ All the f*****s cry for cockall the Christians cry for truthwould you envy me to see the things I seeand declare your lies as proofevery w***e cries for just one morethen a second yet a thirdevery land dweller wants for favorwishes wings to fly with birdevery consequence lends to circumstanceevery u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/1088907/ Ceasar, Kaiser or Czar http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/1012429/ War Is A PromiseA promise to destroyNever is the samenever however is war disguised in shamelick the bloody foot of your visitorbecause there is no water near bycalm his desires for currency, equalitypayments are always rendered in "why"all circumstances every circumstancewill eventually equate to f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/1012411/ We create our wallsto defend our heartswe make new onesa device to set us apartwe destroy some of themto let in a fewi say don't destroy anythose you let in are not youmake new ones around those whom you adorebuild bridges to allow entry between the hours of warthen burn them to keep those you love .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/1002086/ "Unto everything they give us, return it unto them seven fold." -regrettably answered. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/999597/ blew on the pollen that fell on my fistconjuring up passages to make this thing existgiving it purpose within the bounds of true measureadding to its existence and allowing it pleasureseeing it spawn and grow within the groundnever listening much, never hearing a soundwatching it take over.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/997987/ Is it, Brothers and Sisters IN Christ, OR Brothers And Sisters OF Christ? HUGE DIFFERENCE (: http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/997973/ I think i covered everyone here.. let me know if i missed anyone (: http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/997929/ A beauty in its misery,should be left behinda misery in its beautyholds a similar mindabove all and below nothingthe ground we walk on always movingthe speak we spokerolling to become untwinedthat chance we tooknevermindwhat is is what waswhat will be shall bewhat remains is nothing lessthan truth a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/996864/ the gap that lies between a writer, and a reader, is something akin to smuggling drugs across boarders that require an airplane to get to the final destination.. It requires a riddle from a good writer, and a depth of understanding from a good reader.. Courage from both.. and that hair raising purpo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/995352/ its something.. i dont know what it is.. but its something.. tell me what this is about.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/995336/ Make and Create MORE God's As To HIDE from the REAL GOD.Create things Grander Than Things Unseen Spit In the Face Of CreationBow Down Before All Men Who Offer Help. Claim Them As GOD. Destroy All Of God's Commandments In Your Heart, As He Is UNSEENUse Filth And Any Vile Language, Where Others S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/994283/ Stubborn, foolish, only his mirror shows eyes of a wise man alike. pistol gripped, brass cased, lead tipped, trigger finger slipped that night. and now all is alright. even flowing, ever slight. fake pretending fraud polite. He is the Jesus to his own church home plight http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/992613/ We vote, we ask, but do we really ever see truth?You and I,both I and youthink we hold measurebut what we hold is a sqrewWe have become the "fixers" For the fixed still winwe cannot change what we have allowedthus no longer can we claim faultThose Fallow, Those FewOwn me As much As THEY OW.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/992609/ They Will Come.They will all come in drovesasking for reason, from the things they've disclosed. Asking for peace in the circumstance they have offeredAsking for me.. as if to beg or to barter.I tell you this.. this much I KNOW.This thing is finished, this thing will never growI gave .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/991905/ Exegesis, some will sayIs the understanding of EverythingIn a certain wayInterpolation, some insist is finding the missing informationbetween the points others missI am here to tell youI HAVE seen both sidesdividing weights and measuresIn my life's intent to remove that divideto make this thing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/991858/ show me a mans friends, and i will tell you his future. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/991830/ every single choice we makebecomes a reflectiona reflection of our strugglesin this day right now.. so if you see struggle..meet your makerif you find solace in illusionfind the truth in your takerif you are left in completeand awful mess astrayyou will live to face the same.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/987416/ Too many maximums and minimumsdefinitions of a clausea contrite way of putting itwe are all men without lawsso we say more and we cry muchjust to let it all hang outgovernment is our god right nowand we all agree without doubtthey make new laws and refine old onesjust so we all can agreebut the one .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/985714/ Born of the bloodline "CAIN" of a similar story you have read..no different.. THE SAME.One becomes the leaderOne becomes the fallOne was a fatherOne lost it allbut what if..what you know to be truethe one that was the winner oncegave away his virtueto see it from both sidesto see it from true m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/985675/ you are a writer,we all know.you have nothing to loseas you attempt to growill give you reviewsand you will probably love themas i reviewed it you deservewe are not kin or cousini wish you keep writingso i can know moreyou will want to walk away...when you find im a writers cafe w***e! -s  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/983317/ OH! Prophesy and wonder why,Why all of your wishes always dieWhy all of your trust IS BUSTWhy all of your enemieshold their thrust,why their rocketsNEVER FAILwhy all of your familyfalls apart emotions WAILWhy your god of truth questions youwhy your bright red prophecy turns .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/983271/ Your tangled god!how did yours get this way?Mine is unchanged,and never leaving His ways.You're still cashing checksThat he refuses to pay.Mine stands here AngryWaiting for the day.Oh keep on claiming graceand forgiveness as your bankThe day the world fell over,and your trust was wiped out blan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/983261/ Jesus, can you hear me?i think youre sitting therejesus do you listen?jesus do you care?jesus i dont questionwhat you want and what you needjesus now i know the truththere are no men left without some form of greedjesus i stand lonely jesus can you hear?jesus i keep askingjesus dont you hearjes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/981800/ he asked me "what is sanctified" And i said without doubtSanctified is purposefrom within and proof withoutsanctified is deityheld up holy in his namesanctified is the trust of godliving righteously without blamesanctified is truth withoutand truth within true measuresanctified i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/981792/ Touch Me; Trynever ask me whywhy you loseand why you failwhy i alone sent your ship to sailwhy i alone can cast away your fearwhy i alone will allow you to draw nearwhy i alone did decide your fatethere is no jurisprudencebetween civil matters where both can relateoh justice draw me quickeroh justic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/981787/ bless me father for i have sinnedI conjure up things god endedto begin againjust because he ends somethingdoesnt mean it has run its coursei dont waste my time with failure and i hold no currency in divorce.planets rotate while the galaxy movesthere is no record head spinning in a grooveeverything w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/980734/ what is seen,the shimmer greenthe country sidefrom where weve beennot often lost in skyscraped glosswe see the same, from 10,000 feet againno more no lessjust patchworked messrising higher in the cloudsto hear the voices of the loudup there high upon the spherethe minds and voices so ever-clearwe dr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/979041/ short story/work in progress, a story like confessional or apology.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/977650/ By now, He knows he is the fool,He tried to win, he tried to rulebut the simple lesson in our walk is truewhen a man walks upright, you cannot breakwhen a man eats glory,he cannot fakewhen a man walks awayand divides his stakethat man that punished he is the fool that breaks.And WILL be broken... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/974755/ Yeshua Hamashiach, Adonai, Elohim, Melech Ha Olam translated from hebrew: "Jesus The Messiah, Lord, God, King Of The Universe" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/974739/ Work in progress, this is a theses, (a short one) about the struggles in my personal life, and the realizations of truth within the lies. Kind of a Ten Commandments to dealing with day to day issues.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/973618/ There is NO happenstance only circumstancewhen the judgement comes to callThere is no deity between you and mewhen our problems hit the wallfold your laundryget the phonewatch your brotherHome Alonepick up quickermake the bedcall your fatherbake the breadeat the dinnerphone a friendcount y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/973594/ writing with a mirrornever works too well for mei touch on nerves and endless veinsthe pains and splinters we don't want you to seethose tiny flaws within ourselves hidden with a three way kissone for you and one for methe other gone amissso splendid in your deity high up in the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/973592/ Ahh Yes, you prune your own vineand just in time! while you cut yours you also cut mine. No thanks are needed, you did all the worknow i just simmer in the prelude, of your now third birthto watch it unfold, to see it unravelthe consequence of thievesin your foul and unholy battledetermined by .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/972658/ My brother is a dumb-assHe has done this all before!My brother is not my keeperMy brother just wants moreMy brother hates my sisterbecause she got what she wantshe called her names like ugly,b***h, w***e, and cunthe said these things while she was sickand when she needed him the mostmy brother .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/971272/ a compounded subjective emotionthe derivative of a function from which i cannot define a quotienta missing clue, a missing facta juxtaposition that i can never take backa rule and a measurean ever-flowa tide of genuine reasonthe ever-knowa missed misconceptionthe perception of flawthe failed hand in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/969837/ candles illumination brought meon this decanters night returning pain and sicknesswith my swallowing mightdrain refrain repeat then stop again.all the while in ever increasing guileI spit at the w***e, not a woman but a child..the enmity of the devil spit again in his right handsee to God thats judg.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/968237/ 4 blue xanax, a quart of patrone now im just waiting to see which devil hits me firstwhich one will hit me harder? Probably neither.. this day in age it takes a lot more than a few weak tranqs and a large bottle of slow creeping booze to eliminate the beast from any man, any man worth his salt i mea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/968178/ of all controls i am your weakness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/967739/ My writing, it kills meYou would never understandI scrape from a barrelThat does have its endi conjure up thingsthat i have seen beforei use it to forge wickednessi use it for scorei manage this sicknessfrom the well that i drawthis sickness unparalleled unspoken untaught..i grab at the last dropi s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/966913/ callous severed handscraped indifferent, jaw demandbroken demiseconsequence with colored liesman repose!for the snake always knowsloose lipped mannersuses words untaught lizard skinned lizardsown the truth.. why not? juice filled hustlerswalk the streets never knownunder aged girlswalk the beat full.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/966907/ Opium for pleasureOpium for painOpium for healingOpium for saneOpium for dealingOpium just so i can say its nameOpium for feelingOpium for blameOpium for blessingOpium for peaceOpium for cryingOpium in teasOpium AnywhereAny way i can get itOpium to drown it outTo deal with life or forget itNo need f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/966781/ The bullshit god,reigns down supremeon everything i knowthat bullshit god,continues and hindersme to growthe bullshit godlives in the influence of my peersbut that bullshit god does not know i have watched him in fearthat bullshit god, has something to watchthat bullshit god is NOTHING less notthat .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/965900/ We are not Generation X,WE should be generation next,but we are dropping the ballassuming wise will save us from the fallthere is something all of us are missingwe are missing the point,im not the guy to destroy the powers that bei am only the person who can understand and seei see what is happening.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/965746/ We cannot awaken the scales of justice with truth, for she intends to be true...we can only uncover the covered eyes of justice with failure to see the truth. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/exoteric/964533/