Category Archives: 1997

STRONG WRITINGS

I sent some strong writings out.

Sunset from my back yard
The writings speak for themselves

I guess I am still getting judged, tried and hung, but for me, I have realized, I still have walls up, and for the writings, to be completed. I need to go back in time and write. I refuse to do that, no matter what. The writings speak for themselves, and “The Spirit of Truth,” is manifested through all the pain of my personal isolation, etc., the peephole peeped itself.

    I am still not ashamed of how blunt I have been, but I am not pushing it. I think I am at a medium and my mind and circumstances, has finally caught up with itself, and I am being productive. May 23, 1997, Wendy Yvette Greenwell

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NO SPECIFICS

There are no specifics!

Lightning
It is the Spirit that is everyone’s and is waiting to be let free

Yes, there is another, what was suppose to be union, bites the dust,  and another. Oh, such pain, torment, the whole of the union is broken. So in essence, everything that was, was a lie, was a role, was a daily degeneration to destruction and how many lives are affected.

    Who are the ones that care? Who are the ones that can not do one more thing about it, of the whole in any realm? 

    It is someone else’s game to pain, not mine anymore. The wheel within the wheel. No one understands. Ho Ho Ho. It feels right; it is not I that wrote alone, it is the Spirit, that is everyone’s and is waiting to be let free. Spirit to Spirit to Spirit. Wendy Yvette Greenwell August 28, 1997

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ANSWERS IN INTERGRADE LEVELS

The fourth Dimension must be passed.

Sunset at Arroyo City
Where Dwells Thou Heaven or Hell?

Earthly eternal sleep; from, spirit form, possibly. I have no idea; I can’t go there. Oh well, I never said, I was educated. Never to a potential:

    Where was the cause of intro-imagination? Came from the innermost depths of hell, dwelling in every crack and crevice, inside my breastplate. Where dwells thou heaven or hell? Been in emotional bondage, the inescapable repeated cycle of abuse, others alcoholism, and all the maladies.

    I would instead say the abominations all concentrated in one big inclusive pile of dung, 1997. I am weak, but I am strong, getting stronger. Thank You, Lord, it was I, and I am grateful, this I must keep before You and I. Wendy Yvette Greenwell October 6, 1997

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LAST FIGHT



I woke up this morning,

I used to take a lot of photo's of the same Moon, each different. Or maybe repeat.
A Destiny to Fulfill A Path

with a sensitivity that I had forgotten. With memories that were’ thrown away and feelings, I thought I did not possess. Still waking up out of the “Last Fight,” my losses lay there waiting.

    The hidden secrets of my abandonment. I am ready after one year, and seven months to write about the ending cycle of an evasive past, that was, and is a destiny to fulfill a path.

    For the regenerative powers, that is only through, the Love of Christ, to the absolute truth of our existence.

    Millions of families have suffered, are suffering, emotional, mental, physical, spiritual abuse. A chartered course, and the cycle is almost impossible to stop.

    Who can save us? Who can stop the fear, the worries, the anxiety? Who can free us, from the horrid realities, of the negative side of doom? Who can put an end to it? Who will put an end to it? July 22, 1997, Wendy Yvette Greenwell

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RECALL



I recall stating,

Clouds and Moon
Through the veil of darkness, to the inner light and perseverance

“I am going to rise above the mundane perceptions of life,” into a higher level of consciousness.

Only to get chewed down in the reality of my true self:

    Woman that fought hard for some vision of hope, for everyone concerned; but I was not ready for a challenge, that had scattered me abroad, once again. In six short weeks, I have obliterated myself into some fragmented person and past rules yet.

“In Presence of Spirit,” is a foundation, in which I need to walk through, and enlighten the brightness,

that Jesus Christ reveals, in the secret mysteries. That can be achieved for all. Through the veil of darkness, to the inner light and perseverance, that comes from trusting, Christ’s gifts entirely.

    My losses are upfront in my mind, right now. I feel that writing about the ending cycle and what caused my ruins, should be executed in the draft. (I did not do that) Meaningless memories for everyone but me because through all the floating of my existence.

I accomplished a ritual cleansing in which I have to re-cleanse through the unveiling of, “In Presence of Spirit,

so my life can have meaning, once again. The ending cycle of the degeneration of our souls, to the absolute truth; which lies through Jesus Christ Life, Ministry, Teachings, Death, Resurrection to Life Eternal, In Spirit, Through Spirit, Roundabout Spirit.

In the faith, that comes from The Love, Life, The Ministry,

Teachings, Death, Resurrection to Life Eternal; In Spirit, Through Spirit,  Roundabout Spirit. In the hope of The Glorious Promises, that was’ set.

In which Moses was blessed to the writings

of the statutes, commandments, The writings on the wall in Daniel. The sufferings of Job. The misinterpretation of life from centuries ago.

    To fulfill in the designated time. The fulfillment from misconception to the truth, that God was always giving us round about. July 19, 1997, Wendy Yvette Greenwell Amen

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