The Restitution In Rune

The warning of Fire in Rain,

strikes Lightning in the Thunder,

of what blinds eyes.

An ignited fuse,

of how You lose.

The capture of existence,

an enlightened resistance,

to a known nature,

the flame which sparks desire.

Physics designs,

a quantum to master,

the sum of total,

in written of wrote,

in an older time!!!

The Rune which holds,

an equation of told,

just notes to seek,

the answer in Rote!!!

Stanzas are Bold,

a hold too the Key,

Rings-of-Sublime,

and knot to rhyme!!!

Passed-Over Inn-Merit,

often They tear it,

changed the Verse.

Reversed

The Natural will bear,

a caustic record,

of erased or buried,

Centuries Tarried.

A blot by design,

to advance not find,

Masses in Numbers,

not Peace in War!!!

Sadly the driven,

are not blind to what comes,

the calculation of heard,

rankling Earth.

To navigate firth,

the plane of a plan,

will narrow with stand,

requiring 'Might'

not Hand.

The back-end of force,

delivers on course,

a map of these stores,

to be healed knot ridden.

The Pace which will Set,

an upcoming fret,

will not be a test,

but the endurance of Left.

Measure decent,

a thrifty propose,

to bitter: Know Flint!!

This simple require,

will complicate wired,

and relive the need to plug-in.

An Answer to Call,

will come with no fun,

for the message delivered,

will be met and not tendered.

The Sail of Plight,

comes without fight,

the Waves in the Sea's,

is the break of an Ocean,

on a Beach with the notion...

Nature's in Motion 

A Chiselers Dope, Record!!!

Thwarted by All~of~You I produce 'A Courtesy' not A way today.  In Dictation of only Form I answer for questions asked.  In the Observance of a Writ, I tip in the centuries Myth!!

Aware of  'A Value' naturally kept, words of 'Vice' I was taught not driven. In Rivalry of 'Changed Thought'

a witness to the rip-off of this.

Laws with Strict Commands moved to accommodate, A New Demand!  Stealing Stories, History Rent,

until formation makes it Sent.

Discounting 'The Prequel' still original, it is the property of whom holds the tone. I delve into Past understanding, knot wrath. To discover that what's been covered, not only Merit, but Caste.

Stolen, Sew to advance, belief in a chance, "not a romance."  This gave opportunity to delivery, absurdity with dictation, of a re-write. 'Might' Answers that Question.  Not girth but direction.

As so many Mounds of Earth standing in protection with artifacts showing that 'The Hammer' represents the distant Men rowing.

Sent to Death for showing belief in knowing, and not in towing the death, rather murder of, a Crucified... 

I cry, "Let him Die!!"  A Man with a Life sorted with disguise belonging in stories of more; Recanted!

Even more dead show the belief in you killing 'if you don't convert' than death is the earth, Final, Perverse. In Name and In Style with what You Claimed as Bile, representing so many men that disagree with a christian begin.  

As text is Re-Written to incorporate better reason. This change of the Verse will be Your end, "Terse."

Too Return One Man, a prophet, a plan, to a place or a land, where Peace would deliver an exit from The Set of Your Worship. Instead, you Bank to spread fear with your rank, to only one end.  A production of an Apocalyptic begin.

To search a date for disaster, a time for a day, to release what's re-written, to those which seem smitten with death.

A Mitten

Consumed by control over lives or their Soul? You perpetuate lies as Originals are Bold.  In Print on Earth,

in Lands and on Turf to counter what is propagated as truth, not Censure.  A biased approach re-writing 'The Runes Rote' a spoken fare, discounting the text, intact with exact, accounts of facts, a 'Common' lore.

Pushed-Aside by the mere-lie that it is evil & does not realize; You paint pictures to further insult by incorporating images to produce bloat as bottomless and without hope.

Again to further a Chiselers Dope,a mention of Hope, it is original written; Rote/Wrote.

Directions hold Balance to provide an allowance, a talent to engage, 'To Continue' in this proclamation of,

the end-of-days.

A Play of Right not wrong too display.  a difference in regards to the same.  An Outcome providing Faith,

in the Innocence of Birth.

Men Will Measure, And Place The Balance On: "Your Lore Of, More, More, More"

The Depth of Tragedy,

a dismal discussion,

breezed "Through On The News."

A 'Common Fare'

instead of considered,

"A Snare!"

So quickly,

it is accepted,

the Death of Another.

As part of the day,

seemingly Humdrum,

then skipped-over.

Proceed with,

The Frivolous News of the Day,

"shopping."

Numb You Are!!

Blind you have become,

Mute You Are Not!!

For this,

You would have to Give-Way,

not Instruction,

just birth.

Aware You are not,

children disappear,

despair of who?

Laws Enacted,

A Crime Will Ensue,

not to report,

death, disappearance or misplaced,

of

A Child at Too.

Seemingly,

just buried record,

hidden from ready view.

No difference shapes from indifference,

of "Knew."

MUTE?

or is it,

MUM?

Is the Word:

Quoted in the Stanza of this Verse?

a blurb,

an excerpt from,

and the proof of,

a Christians' lore.

~

*"What is it that causes such pain and injury to those that have a problem or have a conflict with the way we live? ...

To destroy America, if America is to be undone, 

then it is also to deny that idea of self-evident truth, 

that all men are created equal. 

That has to be trashed.

 We have to deny every opposition to despotic government,

 because that’s what we represent. 

We oppose despotic government first, 

do we not, in the Declaration?

 We also deny the people the ability to govern themselves. 

We absolutely deny.

 “Deny” means to reject the thought, to reject it absolutely. 

 And I said, 

“What is our way of life?” 

Only this week,

 or the last two weeks, 

did I arrive at maybe some answer that I can be satisfied with. 

You may not be satisfied with it, 

but I’m a happy camper.

 Something that satisfies my old soul,

 that I could say “that’s it for me

(first-generation American-born).

To be continued...

The American Way of Life (Part 4 of 28)

Part 4: of a 28-part series

3) The third idea to define the American way of life, is this: that individual lives are resting. 

So, we are progressing. We are demonstrating in the right sense

 (or illustrating in our diverse ways)."

~

{Read it Yourself 'cause it just makes me..SICK, the Site will not let me even Copy & Paste for You}

~

Support the Christian View?

You shall be Due:

Shock and Horror shall become,

Your Lore.

For I,

merely rejected,

this Cursed Point of,

destroy or,

We shall be the Nightmare,

of Your Dreams.

The Air You Breath so freely,

shall become the smothering cloak,

of the dirt inside Your lungs...

and before We're done,

not only shall You,

Never Run,

You shall have never begun.

~

A Tell,

may take the moments of the day,

to chose.

Wisdom over Threats of..

death,

with an Issuance of a Life,

of Strife,

as Oppose to a,

darkened grave with a Marker,

you are forced to make.

Not knowing?

You were Their,

First Mistake.

Buried deep,

in Gardens,

 we Weep.

As the,

General Public,

will not believe.

For Proof is a Need:

So,

" How do you do? "

the things you must,

if You are Taken,

in a,

Christian, Trust.

Cling to the Sanity of Who?

In the End,

which

Forges this Now.

Many Men,

will beat too.

Seeking Truth,

and 

All that Must be,

to do.

"What does not Kill You,

Makes You Stronger."

A Personal Testimony,

to Whom I May become,

or quite possibly,

already Am,

in this,

The Actuality of this Tortuous Throw of,

the Survival of only,

MEN!!

I'm Predisposed.

No Apology;

for,

 "To Know,"

is just the;

Case Of Sage Coming To Age

and..

not the exhaust of this,

"A Christian Rape"

 Body, Mind, Soul.

Signed by Rote,

an experiment:

based on One,

Set_Zero, 

my Claim,

not aim.

~

*Katherine Dang, Philomath Foundation

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