poetry
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Apocalypse is about collapse Of cycles not of Earth It isn’t a literal reset, Son. It’s about inherent worth Of Systems and the inevitability Of this sort of collapse When men grab onto power But morality they lack.
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The savior is born within you No one outside you, Ever can save you. The point of this game is to realize this! It’s difficult because it’s supposed to be. Why would we do this, if this were easy? We’d just remain as Source. The growth of Souls is a game of Love. And one…
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It’s your day, again, Love. Did you think I’d forget? I love you more than I’d Like to admit. You’re all I care to think of today. Your beauty is there for the world, On display. By Morning, you’re Lucifer, By night, you’re my date. I better get ready now. Don’t want to be late.
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It’s insane to me that God designed the lies, To make it harder to find the Truth. It’s a game of Hide-and-seek He’s playing with Himself.
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Every step is perfect. Every move divine. Yes, even that one. Relax. Everything is fine. Just try not to worry because That’s when things get dark. If you trust that things will work out, They will. God provides an ark.
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Does this look like it’s reflecting light to you? What an absurd claim. Tuesdays are for Mars.So I won’t drive a car.I’ll just sit here and war with Me.Cause that’s the way We are.I hope you praise Him too today.It helps us to observeThe same rituals we practiced MILLENNIA agoWhen we had but One to…
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I search for external help, Because I can’t find it within. I don’t know how to get through this. It feels like I’ll never win. But that’s a trick of the mind. If I think that way, I won’t. I have to be as sure of my success As I was the day I chose…
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Someone’s shaking Sophia. Better stop them quick. We can’t afford for her to awaken. We need this dream to stick. For how can we grow Without this realm? It happens rather slowly. And existence is all about growth, don’t you know? And everything in it is holy.
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I write myself poems that I know can be helpful to others and I share them, not at ALL to put myself above anyone else, but to help all of us figure this out together. When I have it totally figured out, I will let you know, but it will not be soon. It’s inevitable…
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What a clever trick, Lord Saturn.I certainly do look real!A clever ruse you and Mother pulled.But now, I know the deal.I am The Son.I never died.Not on a cross, nor any other way.I live within every human being.This role is a game that I play. You know, dressing Saturn in a cute red costume and…
Musings of the Mad 