"To Everything There Is A Season"
To Everything, There IS a Season!
There is a time to mourn.  Then There is a time to Smile.
There is a Time To Weep and Fast.  Then There is a time to Feast And Rejoice.
There is a time to build up clutter in the house, and Time To Pick It All Up and make it new.
There is a time to write, and a time to be a wife.
There is time to Eat, and a Time To Diet.
There is a time to be angry, and a time to bless and kiss and giggle.
There is a time to be depressed, and a time to burst into bloom.
There is a time to write, and a time to read.
There is a time to paint, and a time to write.
There is a time to eat instant food, and a time to cook a big meal.
There is a time To Water Flowers, and a time to gather up winter's remnants.
There is a time to contract one's heart and a time to expand ones heart.
There is a time for every purpose under the sun.
There is a time for Greiving and Depression and Work, and a time to rejoice and revel.
Without darkness, could there be light?
Without Winter, Could there be summer?
And Thus, as i eel, reinvigorated, i attempt
To Expand my heart, my goals, my social life, my cooking, my cleaning, my beauty.
And, I will enjoy this time, knowing that,
 to everything there is a season.
In JEsus' Name,
Amen.

"Mortal Coil"
Oh, How HAppy Will Be The Day
That I Can LEave This Body Behind
Shake Off This Awful Mortal Coil
Let It Rot Into The Earth When I Die
It Is Not Who I Am
I am the wind in the trees
I am the light shining on the water
I am the stillness of a lake at eventide
I am the stars shining in the darkness
I am the wildflowers in adversity
And The Crocus in the Snow
I am so much more beautiful than this body
on the inside.  Oh Lord!  Hallelujah be the day
I can shake off this weary mortal coil.
I'm weary of it.  I am a spirit
not a body i feel my spirit
catch fire
when the wind blows my cheek
and rustles my long black hair
there isn't a mortal body beautiful enough
that could contain me
I am a spirit
I am a spirit
When I die, my spirit will be as it is, something
more beautiful than it was
made to appear in this life.
In JEsus' Name,
AMEN,

"He  Smiled"
Feeling Low, I was
Going About The Household Tasks
When All of a sudden, like
a buttrfly or a hummingbird, Theodore
Flitted up to me at a
runnin pace,---
Put his hands on my shouders, looked
me in the eyes, and
Smiled the biggest smile, with
joyful tearfilled eyes and said,
"Thank you.  Thank you for the
Wonderful Thanksgiving Meal,
and Happy Thanksgivving."
And He Gave Me A Kiss.
Then He Flitted Off, Leaving me
thinking as if i were surely
in a dream.  He Smiled.
My Theodore Smiled
For The
First
Time
In
So Long I Can't
Remember.
In Jesus' name, Amen.

"Sacred Rhuyme"
There is a lamb meek and mild
Gentily he humbly smiled
on me, his wife, this feasting day
and i, his wife did wish to stay
alive and soft and lovely and warm,
inside my JESUS's sacred Arms.
My Christ MArried ME, He Made ME His Wife,
I Would He Be With Me All My Life!
When I sleep, may he nuzzle me in body and spirit
For Family, i have christ, i'm in the arms of My JEsus
Jesus in my bed, Jesus in my heart,
JEsus Christ in my soul, and speaking in my heart!
Jesus My Savior Has MArried Me Today,
I Feast and Enjoy This Thanksgiving Day.
Although He is away Now, I Verilfy Hope
He Will Come To Me And Dwell With Me That i be not alone.
He is quiet, and loves my mate theodore Land,
My God and My Jesus, My Angels and Saints,
We all reside in thie holy little place
that i have made home, and they see my home fit
to join me, and dwell with me, in the Coziness of it.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING, 2014
Love, Caroline Sullivan Land

////The Moral of The Day Is This:
DON'T EVER TRY TO BE TOO KIND
BECAUSE IT WILL MAKE YOU GO INSANE
Amen.////

"The Lilies Of The Field: A Tragedy."
\We Now Answer The Phone
And a Cold Woman's Sterile Voice hisses
With the sharp tinge of inhumanity and evil,
essentially, after stating "This is a recordedd line, and"
I said, "Sorry, but this not a good time, thank you, bye"
And Hung Up.
All I verifly believe she was about to say something
--oh, along the lines of,
"No Good Deed
Goes Unpunished." and "If Want To Be
A Hero, We're calling to Commit You To The Insane Asylum
Or Worse;" and "You have no rights"
"And HOW DARE THE POOR
GIVE TO THE POOR" and
how it would be a charity, a charity---! To Be
Committed To Insane Asylum In Account Of
Our Poverty.
These are too-hard words, from a too-hard world.
I cannot hear them any more.  I know and Believe
That The Lord My God
Has Delivered ME
AND THEODORE
From The Hands Of The Medical Bastards
---Lord I just have this
CONVICTION IN HEART THAT I WILL
I WILL
NEVER
GO
TO
A
PLACE
LIKE
THAT
AGAIN
FOR
SO
LONG
As I
LIVE.  Father, let me keep my dignity
you gave me all my life, and if i must suffer
for thy sake, i beg thee let theodore and i freeze to death
on the side of a road
before having to go to a mental asylum
for our Poverty!  LORD!
DELIVER US!
Woe unto ye scribes and Pharisees.
THE LILIES OF THE FIELD JESUS CHRIST

And Now I Have Made A Parable in My Mind, about what has happened to me today:
A Poor Woman with a Very Generous Heart
Looked Out The Window Of Her Home, and Saw
That It Was Bitterly Cold, And That There Was No 
Meat To Eat At All, Nor Place To Lie The Head At Night.
She Was Then deeply Grieved, for although she herself
Was living in comfort off the charity of others, she knew
there are many who do not have wealthy families, and that,
if she had not her wealthy family's charity, then that
She and HEr Husband Would Freeze to death or starve, being
then homeless, were they not
provided for.  She Was deeply Greived to think
of the ones so like me, who have
nothing
this time of year, or any other time of year, and there isnt
any reason for their needs but God Almighty.  God Provides for her and her family, yet to other he is not provide.  And She Wept,
And, Seeing that there was ample good food to eat and it being
the holiday of Thanksgiving/ She Tried to invite
anyone in need or lonely or sick or poor or homeless or cold or hungry---
She tried to invite them into her home, where she lived
in comfort.  Then She Was Sore Grieved, For The 
Sudden Terror That She Too, Lived Off Of  Her Own Father's Charity
and had no money nor car nor job, only this warm home---
she wanted to weep, but found she couldn't.
The people mocked her and abased her
and she was made to feel ashamed
of her own poverty--- when she wanted nothing more than 
to share what had with the other hungry people.
For She knew what it felt like to be hungry, and lost, and homeless
and freezing to death.
She Was Ashamed Of Her Lack, Her Poverty, and She Was not Able To Give Much-- For She and HEr Husband were yet living off of another man's charity, and he didn't want them to share the food.
In JEsus Name, I am That Woman, Lord,
AMEN.

I may seem
like a tiny person
in a great big world
but i have
an important purpose
I Shine My Light
All Day Every Day
Day After Day
Like A Star I Burn.
What do I Do?
I am Good.
My Goodness Shines Light In Darkness
Amen.

As A Star Shines Through The Infinity Of Time
And Goes On Infinitely Even After The Star Itself Has Burnt Out
Its Light Shines On And Comes To You And Me---
---Thus!  Thus, Like a Burning Star,
Shines
A
Single
Good
Deed
in a weary world.  God is Tired
He is Worn Out.  A Good Deed
Is Worth More Than Any Number of
these Words of mine
That Go Without Saying.
These words go without saying.
They are truths
The Soul never Dies
The Universe may "die" but it will
simply
have
decomposed.  The energy
will live on eternally.  The Place Where
The Universe Stood
Is Sanctified and Holy.
And You Tell Me
That
There
Is Not
A God??????
There IS.
Amen.

Souls Are Fathomless
They Are Infinite
Each Person has a Divine Spark,
They Call it a Heart, A Soul
We Are Mortal Gods, everything alive
We are living things
We are mortal Gods
They can kill our bodies
The Universe is vaster than their Evil
Evil Can Never OverCome The Great Sea
That Is Space, That is God.  Man's Best-laid
plans are all coming to an end within 1-five billion years
and in 20 billion years the universe will have drifted infinitely far apart
even the universe dies
the universe has a soul
i think it's starlight and life
and all that starlight brings.  No, the best laid plans of men will never
change that the universe is mortal
it will be gone.
As are our bodies.
We can die.  All of us
living things
evach of us faces inevitable death
death the killer
and all we have is time.
The Soul Will Never Be Understood
The Soul Will Never We Decoded
The Soul Will never Die
The Body may Die, But as love is infinite
so is the soul.
Energy Never Dies.
Our Goodness
Will
Live
On.
As their evil
will live on.
I call that hell.
In Jesus NAme,
Amen.

"LEt US Go Down Together"
~To The Fallen~
By Caroline Sullivan Land

"To My Husband, Theodore Land"
Let us go down
Together!
Take this my shaken hand
and press it so close
to your heart, Love.  I see
merciless wars
and madness
ahead, and we are dying--
Lord!  Lord, Only but to suffer
To Let us go down
Together.  Ah Lord!
Ah Lord!  Life so brief is time
There never
was
a good time
to
say
good-bye.  Lord!
Lord, If thou art willing,
Suffer it to be so, that
if we should perish
that we should be taken
together!
In JEsus' name,
Amen.

//Forever--
Forever,  I am calling your name.
Losing you I-- I am
Losing
You.
//Go to Sleep, Young Master...
a delirium of the mind
has me frozen here
The Broke Broke
Heart
Forever I am calling your name.
Theodore!
We are not afraid to die
my husband and i, as long as
we are
together.

//I was reading
my teenage writings
and now
I wanr
so badly,
to cry.
I want to grab her (me then)
and cry, "Do you
know Nothing
of Pain
Yet?
You Knew not
Fear, you knew not
Pain, you know not
Selflessness or Humility--
You knew not
Poverty or
Hunger
or Mourning
Ot Old Age
Or Sadness
Or Ugliness
Nor any of the
Virtues
That I have gleaned
over a lifetime
of pain.//I may not be
as vlever
as i once was
--But My SOUL
runs wise
wise
still
and
deep
through all
of my suffering.
In JEsus' name,
Amen,

If I could
have, I would have
rold you
how the cherry blossoms wept
when you had Gone.
But I couldn'tm and now
a silence settles on all the land
like placing of Yon Burial Stone.
The blossoms were soft layers
of azure, pink and moonstone,
and wqould that i might paint one,
I would seek to attempt
not as thee seeth
but as I see
in a dream.

AMEN.

“The Floating World”: A Fairy Tale

By Caroline Sullivan Land

Once Upon A Time, There Was

A Princess.  She Was Born on the day

That The World War Was Won.  And The Antichrist

Was Defeated Forever, And God’s Chosen People

Were Released

From The Prison Where they had

Killed the children and old and sick people,

And they they had starved and died and been shot and killed

And lain in mass graves.  This War

Ended

The Day The Princess

Of This Story

Was Born.  And So, Naturally,

She Was A Very Special Princess.

She Was The Most Beautiful Girl In All The World.

She Grew Older In a Time of Peace and Feasting,

When Prosperity

Kept and Cradled Her in a Reverie of Childhood.  And So,

Kept Safe

Under this downy bosom

of time, she flourished in

Grace

And Song

And Ballet

And Music

And All Things.  She Was fair!

Oh, Marvelous fair!  And She Went To School

And everybody marveled at what a fair and lovely girl she was. But

She didn’t seem to notiuce.  Undimmed, she bloomed.

One Day, A Handsome Young Prince

Just A Bit Older Than Her

Saw Her

In A Crowd, and He feel

Madly

In love

With her.  Then She Came down the steps and closer

And closer

And closer

And, as it turned out, she was

His assigned blind date for the night!

Her mother was sitting with him.  She introduced them,

And they fell in love.  He took her

To the Valentine’s Dance

And She Wore

White Gloves and a ball gown, baby blue

To match her eyes.

They Eloped, and married.

The Princess was fifteen years old.

The Prince was Nineteen.

They eloped, and

The Lived Happily

Ever

After.  There Are Many

Stories

That The Prince and Princess Had After This,

But Surely Their Meeting

Was The Sweetest.  I Count It

A Victory To Those Who Died

In The World War,

And A Light

To Those Of Us Their Chilrden and

Grandchildren, who Would Face The

Evils Of The Future and See Science Grow into

A Terrible God.

II.

Forty Years After The Princess’s Birth,

I, Her Eldest Granddaughter,

Was Born.  It Took

Over forty hours

For my mother to give birth to me

And we both very nearly died

But when I was born,

It was a

Beautiful World.  My Parents

Were Students at College,

And They bought a brick

House on a quiet neighborhood streed in

A Backyard full of ancient

Oak Trees.  As a Child

I Would Lay On My Back

And Ponder the Sky

Through Those Canopies of Oak Leaves.

The Princess Had had Three Children.

I am the daughter of the Oldest Daughter,

 Who Was Very Brave and Wise.

The Middle Son Was Wild and Brave.

The Youngest Daughter Was  Quiet And Very Beautiful.

Anyways, I Grew Up.  The Princess

Bought A Castle On A Hill

When I Was A Baby

And As I Grew Older, A Village Grew Up

Around It.  By This Time

It is a City

And it is centered around

the Prince and Princess’s Castle

On The Hill.  Ever Beautiful, Ever Good,

Ever Gentle, Ever Loving, Ever Kind, They

Flourished and Their Village Prospered

And Grew Until They Were

A King And Queen, naturally,

And Their Town Was Duncan. 

Their Son and Daughters

 were Princes and Princesses

And Lived in comfort in a great enchanted

Forest Where they all built their homes.

After Me, My Grandmother the princess had

Eight Granddaughters and one Grandson

And They All Inherited Her Beauty

And Gentleness and Kindness

And—Well, all of the things

She was blessed with

By Her Birth.  And I

Would Protect Her.  I, The eldest Granddaughter,

Was The Wisest and, Though Fair,  I Was Not The Most Beautiful,

But An Angel Once Told Me

That I Was The Most Virtuous of her Granddaughters.

The Princess Grew Old, but her Beauty

Never dimmed.  Indeed, in her sixties she looked

Like a young girl!  I would protect her

All my life.  The evils of the world would never come

Between her and the evil world or me.  I Bore The Load

Of College, And I Came Home And Married

A Beautiful Prince eight years older than me and that much

Fairer than me, and wiser than me,

And even more virtuous than me.

We had a little flat in the village

A walk away from the castle

And we lived there for many years

Until it came time to have a child

And we were too poor.  How, then, to continue the

Family line, When my wicked Father Wright

Wouldn’t let me have children!  I knew a pill

That, if I didn’t take it, I could have a baby

With my husband.  But we didn’t dare, for we

Were so incredibly poor, and probably

Always would be.  The Princess my grandmother

Would Support us, buying us gifts, and taking me shopping each week

In  town, and over the years we filled the apartment

With luxuries.  Naturally, She Was As Kind To Me

As She Had Ever Been, and, being myself, I was naturally

Very Kind To Her As Well.  I Was Brave and Pretty, But Brilliant

And I had an ethical blade that could pierce

The deepest mysteries.  A gift from my grandmother

And grandfather.  This ethical Blade

Could Pierce Evil and Look Evil Dead into The

Eyes Of That

Evil, and It The Sense, It Was A Fierce And A Glorious

Thing To Behold.  I Had my goodness, that was for sure.

And she would need it, my grandmother, as she

Grew older I would protect her from everyone

That she ever spoke to or beheld

In my presence.  I would Draw my sword  and threaten

Anything

Or anyone

That offended my Grandmother. 

Now, We Only must defeat

My Wicked Father and have our Own Children

My Husband And I!

Then The Family Line Would Continue

And Our Wisdom And Vitrue and Beauty

And All Our Gifts, Would Be Inherited

By Our Children.

So Then, We Must Defeat MY Father.

The End…….for now……

"These Are Wonderful Times"
These are Wonderful Times
Full Of Magic
And Miracles
The World
Is At Peace
These are wonderful Times.

"The Unsung Songs"
The Other Songs Aren't There Because
It Wasn't Their Time
The World Isn't Ready For The Other Songs
They're Lost
But Not
Unsung
They're Sung.
They Went Up
To HEaven.
Amen.

"Hope"
Hope Is A Fluent Thing.
Not an Affluent thing, a Fluent thing.
PEnetrates all things, all languages,
an act of
kindness
never goes without shining
a light
in the world.
I looked up
at the stars
and i see
Hope
For Mankind
In Good Deeds
In Loneliness
And Poverty
And Despair
God loves those who
are meek and trodden-upon. He
Places
A Crown Of Gold
Around Their Heads
That Nobody
But The Angels
Can
See. So Dont Be Afraid.
God Will find ways for humanity.
Ways
That
 will
Lead Us
Guide Us
God Didn't Mean For Us To Be Immortal.
Even The Stars Die.
AMEN. ////