Category: Journal

They Didn’t Try to Stop Me

The Crisis Unit:
Where Bibles are contraband,
mementos taken.

No more sentiments.
Fascist white coats grin widely
for law officers,

White coats drag me out,
lock me in concrete confines,
after law’s arms leave.

Abusive treatment,
hungry children forbidden
from having a snack.

They’re always watching,
locked down, yet I escape from
the gold God Helmet.

Become another,
broadcasts signals in my head,
my spirit rises.

I become lucid.
Yank off the gold God Helmet,
run back to my room.

-theothersid3

Anguish of Unborn Wisdom

There, my unborn self sits, quivering in agony. I was there before anything on that other realm of existence, which I couldn’t seem to snap to. I am lost and alone, scraping on the figurative, imprisoning brick walls of infinity to change that. What so-called [billionth year?] is it in the universe? Is there still time left?

Everything is going in circles ad infinitum. There is no answer… But there HAS to be!

I speak in words.

-theothersid3

The Two Witnesses

We are witnesses.
Darkest darkness, lightest light.
We have been and lived.

Demons scratch our backs,
gargling innocent blood
right next to our ears.

We received our wings;
Wisdom showed herself to us
and raptured again.

-theothersid3

Light’s Shadow

All potentials for evil doing are there. What shines very bright also casts very dark shadows.

I gave the key to light, not darkness. Darkness had quite a crack at me in Park Place in 2003-2004. I hold the key now after God hands me what I can handle. That key had the power to unlock very dark doors – and my demons tried to force my mind, hand, and spirit. I chose not to go there and that is the saving grace that led me here, free of the need for an exorcism.

The shadow’s potentials do exist. My demons try to twist me into the shadows. However, I am not my shadows. I simply cast them.

-theothersid3

Blind Spot

Veil of the unseen,
Veil of God, my instincts scream;
Veil was conceived blind.

Blind in numbed darkness,
Blind to all worlds imagined,
Blind spot is the key.

Key to comprehend
Key to my deity’s soul.
David’s Key unlocks.

Unlocks earth’s heaven,
Unlocks true sight in all worlds,
Unlocks God’s wisdom.

Wisdom sees through me.
Wisdom comforts, coddles me.
Wisdom shrinks the veil.

-theothersid3

God String Pulled

During those timeless moments of pulling the God string, borders ceased to be. Everything seemed to converge on one point. One. God. The foundation of our very existence. The same unseen now.

I see what our subconsciousness sees through the veil on the other side, then look behind me. There sits my empty vessel, writing pen to paper away all my problems without a soul to see in it. A computer bot could have written those words down on that paper, except it was my handwriting.

Our plane is the crest of every wavelength, the physical realm, the world of atoms. Our world is much, much deeper and more expansive than atoms.

-theothersid3