My prior visions
of light on the other side
glimpse the next kingdom.
Where rubber meets road,
where the Earth meets heaven’s veil,
they merge, become same.
The lowly despised,
given trimmings of gristle,
as “leaders” eat loin.
Empty promises,
false assurance is no more:
God pierces the veil.
Our roles are reversed;
those who powered man’s machines
stand tall in the end.
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We look up, around;
privileged righteous stand upon
our backs, crushing us.
Their authority
is self-proclaimed or granted
artificially.
God’s authority
turns self-righteous lives into
ash, feeding fresh life.
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Seed of Satan’s Pride:
we’re justified alone by
faith in Jesus Christ.
Christ holds a key to
salvation; Paul stakes his claim –
faith’s the only way.Â
Satan intends us
as crazed fanatics – lacking
a human heart.Â
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Religion’s riddles
are demonic, all creeds of
The Great Deceiver.
Your religious hearts,
pale with disease and meal worms,
call all ours rancid.
Our spiritual hearts
beat bright red, shine hot within:
cauterize the rot.
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The storm around us
envelopes, swallows us whole:
wind, lightning, thunder.
The wind-driven rain
levels our house; we wander
through the Raven’s Eye.
There, in the storm’s eye,
clear skies surround us, as we
follow God’s Third Eye.
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Traversing all planes,
the Omniriver of God
courses through space-time.
Where my mind taps in,
the non-physical transcends
cosmic horizons.
Conscious potentials –
causally disconnected;
Darkness not revealed.
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Where Mad Hatter dreams,
the sharpest minds become blunt;
here, I cross over.
Between light and dark
lies lucid experience:
demons, Diety.
Both ravage my flesh,
state of living death; lost here,
in the asylum?
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A voice on our earth,
that comes from the universe:
Must be heard, observed
Universe’ center:
summet of complexity,
consciousness emerged
Earth’s spirits pierce the
veil to hear in every sense:
universe’s voice.
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Sometimes, I feel stuck in my problems. It is as though I have been tasked to eat a whole elephant. How does one eat a whole elephant?
I go to my journal or talk to trustworthy people about the elephant. I talk about specific problems I am facing, and get them written down. If I cannot write/talk about my issues, or put a finger on any of them, drawing an abstract picture in color about my feelings can help bridge that gap.
When I am stuck or paralyzed, I find there are many things floating around in my mind-heart that are causing issues. I write each one down and end up with a list of smaller pieces to work on.
After dividing the elephant, I conquer it in small portions at a time. I develop habits that lead to the life I want to live. Otherwise, the elephant will remain whole – and I shall stay stuck in my problems indefinitely.
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photo credit: The British Library British Library digitised image from page 215 of “The Land of the Lion; or, Adventures among the wild animals of Africa. With … illustrations” via photopin (license)
Let us say there is a world that contains only a man, an apple, and the means to study the apple. This man studies the apple and learns everything about it: the components, molecules, atoms, chemistry, subatomic components, etc. Eventually, he reaches a point where he stumbles across the mysterious foundations of the universe in his studies of the apple. This begs the question: where did the apple come from? Where did he come from?
Everywhere we focus, distractions aside, we eventually circle back to questions such as these.
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