Untwist Twisted Mind
This Systems Engineered Excursion reflects on a deep truth: When the soul turns inward—away from God and toward self—its vision becomes distorted, and both thought and action follow that distortion. What unfolds is a progressive “twisting” of perception, love, and truth itself, as the mind begins to justify what separates it from its Creator. Yet even in this state, the call to repentance remains, for the One who is Truth also desires to restore what has been disordered.
Who or what twists twisted minds?
What is the material or force that succeeds in warping and bending,
That which was made to seek and know the Maker,
That which was designed to conform to the power of Truth?
What is the sticky yet slick substance that penetrates to the core of the soul?
Binding it to fabricated, intangible, or material things that rot and corrupt,
Not only factually in their own deteriorating substance,
But disintegrate and destabilize the beholder as well.
Twisted mind, twisted by material illusion, binding in the bonds of desire,
Turning into twisted attachment, while duplicitously betraying that bond,
By always blatantly and perpetually wanting something more.
Never twisted enough, continues to twist within the twists
Until the twisted twists backlash on each other into a knotted up mess.
Bent by the sight of things, warped by the lust of what appeals to it,
Though to those not twisted, not contorted, to those with clear vision
And broader sight, those inclinations are disordered, sick, pitiful, or perverted.
Twisted mind twists the soul which
Twists the heart into untwistable and unbendable stone.
O broken heart, whose cracks and shatters are petrified
Into unbreakable heart-wrenching painfully cold stone,
Never to be touched or penetrated except by the Master,
The Heart Maker, who has power over the Heart Breaker.
That Heart Breaker who lures all he can into a twisted spiral down,
With painted masks, earthly riches and false blisses.
Sick twisted mind, so desperately stuck on your twisted self,
Morphing all growth into contorted deformity turning inwards,
Devastatingly disfigured, you look upon yourself, proudly rating ten-star beauty.
But you forget, twisted mind, that you’re twisted. You see only your twisted view.
Dangerously, devilishly, twisting the meaning of love,
To accommodate your self love, twistingly labeling it “God’s love for you.”
If you’d only pry your twisted growth out of its vain captivation within yourself,
You would see how horrifying you look to those untwisted.
It’s time to untwist your twisted mind.
Untwist from your delusional way of seeing things.
Stop twisting away from carrying your load.
Stop twisting away from discomfort & inevitable suffering.
Stop walking a twisted path to avoid sacrifice.
God commands you to untwist, oh twisted mind.
Praise God for the gifts He bestows upon you to give to others.
Praise Him for the masterful work He has entrusted to you.
Praise Him for the mission He has ordained for you to fulfill.
Praise Almighty God for the trials & tribulations in your life.
Glory & praise to Him for your failures and seeming losses.
The greatest gifts He gives are often disguised as an earthly loss.
When He takes anything away or permits loss of loved ones, it isn’t coincidence.
O twisted mind, why can’t you untwist enough to see,
That what God takes away is designed to be a priceless & eternal benefit.
The Lord gives and the Lord takes away, Blessed be the Name of the Lord.
O twisted mind, you pray for evil and think you’re holy.
You pray for anything to twist you into a position of glory,
That position reserved for the Most High alone.
You mark yourself with the cross, yet cling to what His cross condemns.
You twist what is good to look like evil when it suits your twisted story.
And you twist what is evil into good when it fits your twisted ideas.
But most assuredly you always twist whatever you do into “right” or “okay” for you.
O twisted mind, do you really believe your own twisted lies?
O twisted mind, are you too affixed and ensnared in your twists to see
The twisted monster and deranged mess you have concocted?
And how you have twisted innocent lives with your sickness?
That infection of being stuck on you & paralyzed in your ways.
But don’t think, twisted mind, that you have won.
Those who stay clear of your twisted ways, stand back,
Jaw-dropped at the sad sight of your twisted mess.
Did you twist away your shame also, along with your brain?
O twisted mind of man, why do you persist to twist?
You receive a blessing and twist it into a curse
By simply somehow believing that you deserved it
Or earned it, or brought it about yourself.
Twisting it into poison to feed your pride.
Stop twisting reality around your twisted ego.
Stop bending truth to condone your twisted cravings.
Your twisted ideas of goodness are warped by self validation.
O twisted mind of man, why do you twist reality?
Why do you twist what is really a gift, kicking and screaming, refusing it
Because it came wrapped up, not your way, unwanted, hidden in a trial?
All have to suffer difficulties, and you increase the pain by trying to escape them.
Don’t you know that the test is ordained for all by God?
What is placed before you as a diamond studded stepping stone to freedom,
You make into your trip and fall hazard, compounding your heart of stone,
All because of your twisted mind, twisting your heart.
O twisted mind, endlessly twisting, taking any turn
To avoid the pains of growing out of its selfish center,
Senselessly bending out of control, all because it wants to control,
And all because it refuses the freedom offered by the One in control…
That freedom that can only be found in line with His commands,
Yet twisted mind remains controlled and twisted by fear within,
Fear of the shame of twisting against it’s own twisted ways.
Is anything more threatening or scary to the twisted mind,
Is anything more tormenting than having to admit that it is twisted?
It would rather endure all the twisted inner torture,
And belabor twisting truth into stories twisted around its twisted mind,
Trying to twist others’ minds to accept its twisted deviations.
O twisted mind, you will have to answer to the Maker of your mind,
The Keeper of Truth & Reality. He is NOT to be twisted,
NOT to be toyed with. HE IS TRUTH.
O twisted mind, where is your fear of the ALMIGHTY GOD?
Have you twisted so sickly and severely that you just can’t get it?
But that doesn’t mean that you won’t “get it” someday.
How could a fool twist until it’s too twisted late to untwist?
But reality is real. He is real. And if you messed with that
By twisting truth to suit your sick love for self,
You messed with Him, What a twisted shame,
Leaving a twisted mess that He has a place for in eternity.
Nothing does not glorify Him in the end, even the twisted knee will bend.
He has a special place for those who twisted against Him,
Those who wrote their stories “explaining away” what they twistedly decided…
Those lengthy twisted books trying to twist others into their own twisted mind.
Those twisted words, the labor of the twisted mind,
Account for the life story of the twisted mind,
Much worse than a signed legal document, but a story written in blood.
It drips bright red with the innocent blood of the Truth Crucified.
No one needs to read it… the talebearer’s hand is stained scarlet & incriminated.
Twisted mind, knowing deep inside it’s already twisted,
Twistedly tries to soothe its festering twisted mindset
By measuring itself next to other twisted minds,
And evaluates itself as straight, as it is blind and can’t bring itself to look
Beyond the dubious horizon of its corrosive and decomposing twists.
Twisted mind who twists anything to save its crooked face,
Chooses instead the greater humiliation of the inevitable final implosion…
The day when the truth is revealed, the victory over the lies.
O twisted mind, do you really think you can twist the Maker of your mind
Into the degenerate twistedness of your declining twisted mind?
And do you really think that you can keep the twisted mental mess
That you have made of your mind, confined to only messing with your mind?
No, not a chance, for your mind chooses your actions,
Do you not see how split you already are?
Saying one thing, believing another, always doing another twisted thing.
You continually beat down and kill that great gift of your conscience
How many webs have you twisted by now, twisted mind?
How much time of your life have you spent twisting into a ghastly mess?
You would have been better off simply wasting away.
How “skilled” has your backside become at spinning your twisted mess,
Trying to cover one twisted mess with another twisted wreck?
Do you not know that the One who is Truth reveals the truth?
With one thought, He commands: “The Time is Now.”
The Hand of God writes the truth, and the twisted mess collapses, falling into ruin.
Twisted & spreading disease of the spirit, idolizing position, power, or money,
Twisting & infecting the soul, splicing with passing things or graven images—
Always tearing away as they go by, twisting the twisted lover down further.
Degrading into decay, more contaminating than a radioactive fallout zone,
Rending again from the core of the twisted lover of the twisted mind,
Always shedding & shredding what is left of the twister of love, the user of love,
Mind twisted by disordered desire, duplicitously backstabbing what it clings to,
As nothing ever satisfies the twisted mind, it’s always reaching for more.
What is fused backwards into itself cannot see outside of its twisted self-fusion
Creating a twisted delusional vision that conveniently twists filth to be worth it.
Ravaging the heart, distorting the soul while recoiling away from what is good.
O heart grown cold, destabilized, deranged & twisted against your very self,
Reshaping & perverting love into a mirror of your own twisted desires,
Twisting it into “God’s will,” but no self-exaltation can usurp the position of God.
God. who is Love, Truth. & the Ultimate Sacrifice- no one can conquer Him.
O twisted soul let go. Hear the sweet love song of life lived in truth & freedom.
Why resist the path that frees you? Unlock your twisted mind from its own twisted cage.
Why try to flee from obstacles when it only makes your twisted suffering worse?
Grasp the purifying trials, as challenges and personal sacrifice are often the doorway to freedom flight.
Though the twisted prince of lies prowls, masking destruction in seduction,
Offering fleeting riches in exchange for eternal loss- your time is not over yet.
Stop. Loosen your grip on your twisted self, let go of what cannot save you.
Turn, then. This may be your last chance. While there is still time, turn.
Twist away from your twistedness – look at the new and peaceful horizon…
O twisted mind, do not despair – even now, grace is offered.
You are not as clever, successful or great as you think.
There is One much greater – You are not beyond the power of the Master.
The Maker of hearts, who alone can restore what selfish sin has warped.
Even after decades of twisted bondage, the twisted chains may be broken.
But you must choose to untwist, for truth cannot be bent to the will of man.
You so proudly twisted others to twist against those you twisted yourself against.
You skillfully pried enough information from those who trusted you,
Only to betray the innocent by twisting what they share into corrupt fables
And hoaxes spun to twist the vulnerable listener against the innocent.
You who divided others by convincing one that the other was betraying them,
Can you not contrive within yourself another twist… just a twist away
From your twisted sickness of twisting, even just for your own selfish sake?
Do you not have it in you to take one last twist as a last desperate effort?
Just admit you were wrong. You don’t have to hold on to a mask of perfection.
No one ever believed it anyway. You never fooled anyone other than yourself.
Why twist the truth when it is your chance at freedom & eternal glory?
Why twist the conscience that calls you back? You don’t have to defend yourself.
Untwist twisted mind of man… the time is now… just let go & untwist.
God is not mocked, nor reshaped by the twisted image of your twisted desires.
He sees all throughout all time, knows all – every thought, & He won’t be twisted.
The call to repent isn’t your enemy— it’s the echo of God’s mercy in your soul.
For the One who judges also can save— His power is greater than any twisting.
Return to the One Who formed you in truth, and longs to restore you in love.
Life is Peaceful when You Live in Truth.
© 2025 Angela Miely. All rights reserved.
Published by XSE Self Sculpt™, employing Independent Integration Systems Engineering principles to support human integrity, strength, and advancement.
For educational and self-development purposes only. Not intended as medical, therapeutic, or psychological treatment.