#writtenconsiderstions

[instruth]

EPISODE 2, SEASON 1.

“… Continuing John’s Perception of Sudden Brightness—singing the blues…”

The New Celestial Series Today…

——————————————————————

When The Church Bell Rings

Truth comes in an Instant—

Momentarily, glaringly Bright

Some see it, some do Not

Then—changes to a calm Blue

Most feel this wondrous Peace.

Like a church bell Ringing

From a distant Hill

All hear its Calling

Some hearts Stirring

Most continue Sleeping.

Till it becomes a Dream

Believe it or Not—

Let the Dream speak to You

If you do, then you’re Blessed

It’s a Dream Within A Dream.

Above the arc of the Rainbow

Blue birds sail the sky of Blue

Close your eyes—and Listen

Cup your ears so you will See

And recognize the face of Truth.

a premonition

underneath the deep blue sea

clearer than crystal

with distinct understanding

of the conception of truth.

©Johnny J P Lee

28 August 2025

HAIBUN Modified:

Gogyoshiren20 + Tanka 5-7-5-7-7

IMAGES—courtesy of Sanjogsonsand

[ginadope]

cold coasts

A creation unsung Merging with cold coasts This world with no teeth Barren and starved, only A coincidence away

Here I should break - sorrow is an oath A sin of certainty

-

This is the circle That infinity did not grace Craft yourself well - the sphinx blinks You are free

[rageinreverie]

raising a daughter

She is three, barefoot in the grass, spinning like the world cannot catch her.

She is all wild hair and dimpled hands, her voice loud with certainty. She does not ask for permission to exist. She does not yet know that society expects that of her.

She climbs too high, runs too fast, sings too loudly. She throws her head back when she laughs, unashamed of the space she takes up. She believes she is the moon, dragging the world in line with her gravitational pull.

And yet.

At bedtime, she holds her doll close and whispers, “She’s sad.” When her mother asks why, she shrugs. “She wants to be small.”

At the store, an old woman chuckles, “She is so beautiful!” The words mean nothing to her, but her mother’s stomach clenches. She wonders how many more times her daughter will be told that beauty is the most interesting thing about her.

At the park, she watches the boys play a game. She stands at the edge, bouncing on her toes, waiting for an invitation that never comes.

That night, she asks, “Am I pretty?” Her mother forces a smile. “You are smart, and kind, and strong.” But the question lingers between them, heavy with the weight of every woman who has ever asked it.

She is three, but she is already learning.

She is learning that when she says “No,” grown-ups sometimes laugh.

She is learning that people are softer when she smiles.

She is learning that she must say “Sorry” even when she does not know what for.

Her mother watches, afraid.

Afraid of how the world will shape her, how it will file down her edges, turn her wild laughter into polite smiles, make her believe her worth is something fragile, something given by others.

So she tells her daughter stories of brave girls and fearless women. She teaches her to climb higher, run faster, sing louder. She lets her say No and means it when she listens.

But she knows the world is waiting.

And some nights, after her daughter is asleep, she stares at the ceiling and wonders if she is strong enough to hold it back.

-rage in reverie

[instruth]

SILENCE

Silence in the morning mist;

A flickering of grass - a symphony;

Echoing a whiff of whispers;

Ripples of a humming stream

Glittering in the rising sun.

The breath of God sailing in the breeze,

Bringing greeting to a brand new morn

... And Man becomes a Living Soul

Silence and Stillness

Hand in hand, they walk

Pacing busily to set the stage

Be still and sleep, oh, busy head,

Let rest my soul amid the bliss

Of distant bells, swaying, chiming

The distinct melodies of Truth.

Ah! Truth is a double-edged sword;

Oh! I'm slain, knighted to serve the King

Mercy and Blame embrace and kiss;

Cherubs spread their wings and sing.

As the mist begins to clear

Soft wind spirals into my ears.

What I hear, I understand.

Now I know: All this turmoil ...

I could do something about it.

Oh, if only I would!

©Johnny J P Lee

16 October 2025

IMAGES—courtesy of JPLee / Unsplash last 3.

[instruth]

Good morning to all. Thank you for your constant support. The team of Celestial Series is taking a break in June. Series will resume in July 2026. Cheers and blessings 😊🙋🏼‍♂️❤️🙏

[instruth]

The New Celestial DARK NIGHT SERIES—

continues at the Hall of Eternal Present, where chairman John shares with the entire congregation: “Spiritual experiences

are not easy to explain but not impossible, low to comprehend but highly probable—it is entering a portal, lost at first, until one sees a pattern … I shall elaborate through this

Poem in Syntax (Designed Pattern) … … …“

FLAVORS IN HARMONY

Flavors in harmony are testimonies

For you & for me chain of economy

In mindful body to rid of daily agony

Tasty foodie to set taste buds free

Aromatic** *luring, as precious ivory

So terrific none can hold to memory

Fine ecstasy to a zenith into eternity

Wishful fantasy builds dream reality

Just for you & me united as in trinity

To meet our destiny no fear, no envy

🎶 🎼

Flavors in harmony 🎶

Times and ebony 🎼

By portals free 🎶

Buzzing bees 🎼

On scallops 🎶

Top gallops 🎼

Ponies mares 🎶

Lovers, to dare 🎼

Chirpy in blue sky 🎶

Harmony, you and I 🎼

🎶 🎶

——- 🎼 🎼

pleasure to express🎶 🎶

patterns twirling inside me 🎼

track the tortuous path🎶 🎶

begin from a crack in time 🎼

all linked to one another 🎶

——- 🎼 🎼

(End of episode … the Series continues …)

©Johnny J P Lee

29 May 2026

HAIBUN: Prose + Gogyoshiren + Tanka

IMAGES: Courtesy of Unsplash & J. P. Lee.

[instruth]

John speaking at the Hall of Eternal Present to a congregation: “Notably, that castles draw much attention to their revelations—beautiful, attractive, abundant in history & stories—some as masterpieces in designs and features, some become touristic, some haunting sightings such as the Tower of London, many are converted into lodging houses, distinguished hotels, B&B inns and/or cozy restaurants. Others are just left abandoned in ruins … … …

AN OLD ABANDONED CASTLE

I revisit the old castle

all in ruins and rubbles

windows stained glass shattered

my entire being torn and tattered

The blooming fields had vanished

Solemnly gone, done, over, finished

A land deserted on dry weary plains

no monuments memorials, no grains

all forgotten, lifelessness surmounts

wooden tombstones over the mounts.

A drifty walk down the mossy steps

with a sinking feeling of ill concepts

I see an endless horizon way afore

recalling the once grand peopled shore

All that bright cheering crowd is no more.

I stagger up the bare and naked slope

how I had witnessed the insects eloped

a green tapestry in dotted spots of white

in grazing activities so heartened to write

imbued with a captivating pleasantry

enchantment by the delicate tapestry

I look to the slant down at the far end

to my amazement, a grieving to lend

to read the memories of my playmates,

at the headstones with bereaved dates.

Beyond, a collapsed etched stone wall

repositioned and shifted to a slanted fall

a convenient trough with yellow flowers

in half blooms, sprouting somber offers

swaying in the wind, golden butterflies

in retarded pollination, little hope of sly

I lay on the ground looking to a blue sky

with emotions that bring tears to my eyes

It then dawns on me how small I really am

giants surround me no matter where I am.

(Episode ends … the Series continues …)

——-

For I have Nothing

I am Nothing without You

Glory be—set Free.

——-

©Johnny J P Lee

26 March 2026

HAIBUN: Gogyoshiren35 + Haiku 5-7-5

IMAGES: Courtesy of Unsplash & JP Lee.

[instruth]

The New Celestial DARK NIGHT SERIES—continues at the Hall of Eternal Present, where Chairman John speaks on the difference between Knowledge & Wisdom:

“Knowledge without Sharing, without Gaining Wisdom is a Darkness in itself. It is a Dead Intelligence when one really learns nothing at all, especially when a ‘learned’ person believes he has it all, and treads others underfoot—because he thinks he has a better ‘weapon’ against others who are mere unworthy fools … … …”

WHAT IS WISDOM?

Wisdom is the innate ability to apply knowledge, experience, and deep insight so as to enable sound decisions based on ethical judgments. It balances personal interests with the greater good, self-reflection with an emotional perspective, to navigate complex life situations.

Practical application of Wisdom is using experience to make good decisions in daily life … Theoretically, it is the deep understanding of the "why" or underlying causes … Morally or Philosophically, it is the ability to focus on compassion, self-regulation, and ethical choices. Culturally, it is often seen as a blend of "wit and virtue"—associated with sage-like behavior and the ability to enhance human welfare with humility.

Biblical Wisdom is the practical application of God’s truth to our life’s adversities or complexities. Unlike worldly intelligence, it begins with "the fear of the Lord"—Fear, as a deep reverence for God, that leads to moral integrity by sensitive humbleness. True Wisdom starts with acknowledging God as the source of all truth.

(End of episode … the Series continues …)

——-

Pure and Peace-Loving

Considerate, Submissive

Full of Compassion

A Relief by Good Fruit of

Love—Impartial and Total.

——

©Johnny J P Lee

08 May 2026

HAIBUN: Prose + Narratives + Tanka

IMAGES: Courtesy of Unsplash & J. P. Lee.