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When I was writing the previous sonnet God Looks Through Your Eyes the first quatrain of this one was the original last quatrain of that one and this couplet was the couplet but I realized I had two separate sonnets so I sliced this off and wrote it into another sonnet. I hope you dig it.…
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Time
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Time is an illusion.It doesn’t really exist.The only time is now.I feel I must insist.The past is only memoriesOf who you used to be.The trick is letting go of itAnd then you will be free. I made this TikTok just for you guys here.
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You think that plants can’t seeBecause they haven’t any eyes.You think that they can’t hear.I bet you’d be surprised.We limit our understanding ofThe world by thinking onlyFrom a human perspective.That’s why we get so lonely.When all the company you’d ever need’sInside you at all times.It feels just like a sentenceBut God committed no crime. “In…
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I spit a lot of facts in this one. If you don’t fact-check me, shame on you, unless you knew all of this already. As an aside I saw someone point out last night that J.R.R. Tolkien’s world was flat until it was formed into a sphere suddenly at some point. But if you accuse…
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I just realized that I can’t err.Everything’s been plannedBy God, who’s my immortal soul,Before I joined this land.No false steps.No reason for shame.No accident.It’s been ordained.No unforgivable sin.No Church for God.He lives in You.He’s feigning flawed.It’s all as it is meant to be.Every step is Destiny.
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I’d love to see a hare in March.The last one,Just a Ram.I’d like to live by Leo’s rules.That’s “Judah” to you, Ma’am.I like to look all of this up,If I can tie it to the stars.War is never what it seems.And has nothing to do with Mars.
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All of the hayIs out of the barn.And I’m in the loftSpinning a yarn.About dear Rebecca,A Heavenly Star.A repeated motif,You can see from afar.You cannot find which oneWith ease on the ‘net.’But that she’s a planet or star’sA safe bet.See, all of these storiesAre all about stars.YHWH is ZeusAnd Kronos, his sire,Is El in the…
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These get dated when I post them to my blog but often times they are much older and were just sitting in one of the word docs I jot down notes in waiting for a little polish. I did very little editing here. I added a few words to one line and suddenly a poem…
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Call me Mr. AlchemistI’m transmuting fear to love.I’m turning pain into a strengthWith the help of the Stars aboveWhom govern all our lives from there.Astrologists are right,But they can’t read the stars no more.We lost that knowledge-fight.
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Hi, God. It’s me, You again.When are you going to let me win?You’ve got the roadmap. I’m not dumb.I can add. I see the sum.I get this is a rigged experience.At least it’s rigged in my favour.I walk around completely delirious.When it’s You I need to savour.My one and only Savior.Within me,Fav’rite flovour. And BTW,…
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Saturn used to be the Sun,Before, Uranus.I’m not done.Today it’s Sol,The Human Soul,In this cycle,We’ve control.It’s an age of awakeningOf Earth, it’s coming.It’s happening right now.This world tends to be numbing.You’re playing a part,Whether you know why or how. The Divine Mother’s Returning. Her lessons are worth learning. The story of Zeus unseating Kronos, through…
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The lovely maiden Maia—Forlorn and lost at sea.Daughter of lovely Pleione—And somehow lost to me.Her father, Atlas, held the HeavensOn his great shoulders, believe.In the land there by the Sea.They named it after He. Once were Seven Sisters.Now Six. Can you believeThat 100,000-years-agoWas the last time you could seeSeven Sister StarsIn the bright Pleiades?It sort…
Musings of the Mad 