Better to have one handful with quietness than two handfuls with hard work and chasing the wind.
— Ecclesiastes 4:6
Hello, everyone!
This is me about to end this end this long-term project and conclude this mighty work of God.
I’m clearly stating my intentions so it forces me to follow through, since I don’t want to lie about my heart or strive for nothing.
This website mostly hosts the songs God gave me to help me preach the gospel of salvation. That’s the message God gave us to help us understand the love he’s shown to us in Jesus Christ.
I’ve been a minister of the gospel for a while now, and preaching since the age of five, but I don’t think I’ve been all that effective. Probably because of how I am, since I seem crude and gross and don’t seem to have all that many real friends.
I have a couple songs to offer that I haven’t yet recorded, so I’ll try to get those finished up real soon.
If you want to own my songs, they’re yours.
My church has first dibs on the copyright, but they have not accepted anything I’ve offered yet (except for two pieces of graphic design work, which they published years ago).
My other formal contributions (words and music) have, as yet, all been turned down.
If anybody wants to have the copyright to anything I’ve made, just say so, and it’s yours. Ask for it by emailing me at this address: 221211mail@gmail.com.
This applies to all the songs I’ve posted here and on YouTube, as well as all my writings found at 221211.org.
Do something with them. Don’t just hold onto them. Otherwise, they will delete themselves if my websites expire from their prepaid hosting plans.
If this offer doesn’t go somewhere, then my next options (ranked) are to:
- Offer everything I’ve produced to the Roman Catholic Church, since they hold onto things of God forever
- Offer everything I’ve produced to the Internet Archive, because the Grateful Dead did that, and they’re my favorite band
- Label everything I’ve produced as “Public Domain” (Creative Commons), because AI content scrapers might know the best way to make God’s truth digestible to current human thinking
Those are the three middle options. The best and worst are already established. Those options are/were:
- If my church accepts and stands behind my work and words, and uses them to help proclaim the gospel in some way
- If everything just self-deletes and I don’t write for God again in this lifetime
I don’t think status quo on earth is what is best for us, but God gave his authority to someone else, and not to me. People seem content with how things are on earth right now, so who am I to disagree?
I hold nothing in my hands. I gave it all to God already.
Read and hear of all my former life. What remains is only what you see in how I live the rest.
All of this is written context for my being, my explainer. Without it, I am just some weird, strange man who thinks God speaks to me. My name is Josh, but I saw someone it write down as “Doofus.” Were they right?
I know I am not that good a singer. Maybe people think I thought I was. Maybe they don’t want to egg me on. Maybe that’s why nothing’s ever worked. Maybe they do not want me to feel humiliated.
I thought if I put enough songs and words out there, folks would see the will of God in them. Maybe people think I thought that I could be a star, and want to save me the embarrassment of finding out I’m not one.
When I was five or six, my parents told me not to ever write another song. I guess it was annoying. I obeyed for roughly 20 years and then I started writing more songs anyway.
By that time, I was doing so much wrong, I didn’t think it mattered. Maybe I’m supposed to still obey.
New thought: Maybe my songs and words are not that good. Somebody told me they could make them better if they added their own spin. Maybe I need the help. I’ll take it!
But I’m confessing openly: I believe my songs and words are mostly very good. Maybe I am wrong. This is me admitting it up front, in case I am. So if I am a real doofus, I am also one who’s arrogant.
I don’t know any other way to learn than ask, and I’ve asked everyone I know. I’m branching out, since I don’t have an answer I can work with, and I need one.
Maybe folks are worried they might validate my vanity or narcissism. Some have told me they do not want me to “get a big head.” As they’ve explained overtly, that’s why they do not say something positive when I’m asking for their feedback.
No problem there. I won’t. I have received the message loud and clear. I’m humbled. Fair enough?
Now I want to focus on the content. These songs and all my other words were all inspired by God. If nobody receives them, let’s agree to all delete them. When I’m reborn, I’ll try again. My current life is scheduled to expire in 2070-2071, when I am 94.
That’s all I have to say on this.
God’s people chose a different leader than the one God chose.
Don’t call me Lord, Liar, or Lunatic. Just Lover or Loser. Maybe both.
Maybe I’m not needed here. It’s fine if that’s the case. I did my work. I’m not in charge of anything, and I don’t want to be. I am here for real love. I can make my own if it comes down to that.
Real love, to me, comes not with retribution. Vengeance is what I call Very Evil. I reject the people’s king. I serve the LORD. I’d rather languish in defeat than triumph in the land of wickedness.
I am giving you my everything. You can have it all. You can even take away my right to make a living, I’d rather die in poverty and peace than live in striving and contention for the recognition of a people who call wickedness the righteousness of God.
I am finished working for no payment. Now I’ll work for free. If you like my songs and music, take and use them for deliverance. I’ll keep writing more. If no one does, then I’ll just serve myself and take whatever comes my way.
I did this work because I work for God. I don’t work for human people, but I do my best to carry out their wishes.
If I had my choice, I’d be a ghost. My body resonates with pain. Thank God my pain has been diminished, since he sent someone he loves to heal me.
I choose to serve my healer’s human will. I choose to worship God and do his perfect will. My spirit man is all I need to carry out those plans. My spirit serves the flesh’s needs and loves the LORD who dwells within his people.
If you want to own the copyright to re-record or republish my works, then let’s make it official: email me at 221211mail@gmail.com. I’ll give it to you free of charge. It’s yours.
I’ll stay signed in there for a while to see if anybody wants to keep my work. If not, it’s fine. I can just live whatever normal human life purports to be, then die on time, and I won’t care (once I am dead) if no one ever gave me credit here on earth. To me, that doesn’t even matter now.
I would never harm myself in any way, nor try to check out early, but I’ll gladly fly away when it is time to. So I don’t try too hard to stay alive. I do whatever.
In case you’re curious, it’s YES: I’m disappointed in the outcome of my work right now. Not a problem though. I’m sure I’ve disappointed everybody else already. My life looks like a mess. Maybe I look like I have not that much to offer.
In case your question is if this is me being a passive-aggressive whiny little baby, then it’s NO. My stance is actively dismissive of the way that people do things here on earth. My complaints are true to how I think. I really feel this way. This might be unbecoming of a saint. I’m a sinner saved by grace.
I do things my own way. I am who I am. If that’s not wanted here, I’ll run the clock out on my own and then I’ll rest.
I’ve already faced the worst of man’s opinions and I’m still alive, so I’m not worried how this comes across, even if my favorite people think I’m petty, selfish, childish, or evil. I’ve done all my work, and I know God is satisfied.
I hope somebody wants to keep this going. If not, then maybe it was never called for. I don’t know how else I can find out than by asking in this way. That’s why I am trying this. To learn what’s next for me.
I won’t respond to empty offers, nor will I reject a valid offer.
If things should change, and people do accept my work, it still won’t make me truly happy. This is still only my work. All I really care about for me is being present with my friends and living how I want to live (aside from serving God, which is what those two add up to).
My words and songs are only products of my life. They are not the source. But I still hope they’re helpful to someone.
The spirit of man
is not my Man
That’s Mammon
My Man is the LORD
Like a Road 