so looking to the sky ¡ will sing and from my heart to YOU ¡ bring…
You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, car, or bike?
When life gets thick…
grab a pogostick…
If your road feels stifled—
try a unicycle…
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(Λſʞ) ㄣ–ᄅ:Ɩ sǝɯɐſ
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˙suoᴉʇɐʇdɯǝʇ sɹǝʌᴉp oʇuᴉ llɐɟ ǝʎ uǝɥʍ ʎoɾ llɐ ʇᴉ ʇunoɔ ‘uǝɹɥʇǝɹq ʎW© 2026 bryanforchrist | All rights reserved
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Cymbeline — Act IV.. Scene II
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HSAS -;-‘.`
“And so it was later… when the Miller told this tale…”
…
Willy `•.
“Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers… come to dust…”
…
Me `’.,°~
“I keep with the lions of heaven…
In Christ… dust has no claim on me.”
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The End Is Where We Begin…
Steel-Toed Love
Kicked in my face.
Kicked into place.
Kicked by Grace.
.......—/—'
“Sacred minimalist?? Me?
You think I’m easy?
No.. no…
I require dinner.. a movie..
and maybe… maybe…
a kiss….”…a Judas kiss even…”
…….<~:†:~>¦¤¤¤¦~↘🐍’
…….~=/\|X|/\=~’…….~⛔🛑|💢|🛑⛔~’
by loia 🏳
Thousand Foot Krutch – The End Is Where We Begin – Full Album 🎶 (this album is incredible) https://youtu.be/s6Ue0QG8dxw?si=cNnkw4YCa-1F5CqB
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The Hook The Line
To[o] Reel Hearts Blue
by Loia✝️
Early my Time—
The Hook the Line—
Light forth cast—
Deep entwined—
Chasing Ripples—
Fish 4 Flesh—
Spirit called—
I cast True—
Fishing the Dark—
To[o] Reel Hearts Blue…,’…,’…t ✝️.
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Loia’s Reflection:
This one came from a quiet thought about fishing — then grew into a parable of faith… some hooks are 4 fish…some 4 souls
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((Something powerful occurred to me today))
So when I was younger and learning to read sheet music..I was in 7th grade I think…my chorus teacher Mrs.Mudd…she told me that the most powerful symbol in music…is the REST…showing a pause in the lyrics…when nothing is being sung…(as much is sung in the silence of the rest as the lyrics themselves)
And now that I’m writing…I’m finding the same exact thing…with the ELLIPSIS… and EM DASH–…these are symbols to indicate silence and pause in poetry…they are what brings the power and meaning and impact to the words and feelings…and again…(as much…if not more is being said when nothing is being said)
It occurred to me…that the same is with GOD…when HE is SILENT…HE is actually answering..and saying just as much if not more……….
“”In the picture is the symbols for rest…pause…silence–…””…”
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by Loia🏳
I sprayed a man… without a face—
I sprayed him… with my can of mace—
Unfortunately… seems it went to waste—
Fortunately— I left him… with a real bad taste…
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by Loia💥
“What are you doing?”
“Who, me?”
“O nothing — just repairing cheese…”
“O please… give me a break.
We all know you’re a fake.
So just eat it…”
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Faith Calculated, Love Revealed
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“Tho Still—not Too Late—…”
by Loia
Tryin’ to get in
where I fit in…
Found I no place
to sit in.
Should’ve been here—
not to begin with.
Tho a musical chair…?
Shiny with flair…?
O yes, for me!
O wait—no…
Specially fits all y’all
who dare…
Let the spin begin…
Clinched fist
to y’all, men…
Southern by grace—
So little thy faith…
Then times—it’s just taste…
Beat death
from this place…
O now—
no—not one.
Nor friend, nor face…
Eyed one man
when start of race…
Tho none see now…
O perhaps—
Should’ve loved last place…
O perhaps—
should’ve chose stealth—
thine pace…
O perhaps should’ve just loved—…
Tho still—not too late—…
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“In Heart of It…”
(by Loia)
In the heart of it,
O dark night of it–
Distantly, partially lit,
Possibly the end of it?’
Dreamth of yellow,
Places of gray,
Flowing in the depths of it.
Jesus saves me–
In and out from the pit of it.
O my, O my…
Looks like the end of it…,’…,’…t
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Heart of Loia `'.,°~ 