The Sum Of A Deed In Hell's Humanity

When the Red Sea's blow over-head,

you are now Long-Dead!

The Noise that will Counter the Moon-less Sky,

can be seen in the Men of Ayes,

you shall not be Dead but are not Alive!!

The Fruitless Bloom of the Spring in Winter,

is the Solstice on No-One, but Few!!

A Wretched End to No Begin,

is the bloodless marriage of just when.

A Continuum is What Will BE,

only Once in History.

For after that.....Destruction Rules,

as Creations Tool to Heal from Humanity.

An Endless Drool.

To Look back Once,

is Twice you see,

but Blind you are to that.

In Fact,

in that which argue's this mere thing,

is where you'll hear the words to sing..

"God Damn"
or
"Fuck That!!"

As ground is the wet bog that saturates the unfaithful sod,

so shall you be the Sponge to clean the Deed Owed to,

Mother Earth and her Prodigy.

This Pain, Its Knew!!

As an Independent begins to Stand,

fall not upon your ignorance to plan or plot.

Simple Presence,

 forces out of the Locked-Up Religious Minds of the time,

contemptuous actions for blatant pleasures.

Be not scarce,

hide not amongst your Peers,

for "It" states with a strong tongue,

"you shall be judged."

I rage for sake,

a healthy reaction to your mistake

by stealing my kids,

can't replace the Years you take.

Lied to friends,

who are they in the end?

Enablers to this alienation,

a Curse could not have been worse.

Loneliness is a new....

Begin!!

Inside of my hurt,

there is disdain,

there is pain,

 but there is no You!!

A small and favorable point of view to share,

because you knew and never cared.

The Truth Of Consequences

The Belief of Yesterday was in Tomorrow.

Speaking of your past can Foretell your Future.

To be in a place when friends become bait,

hit delete, not erase,

for it is only a Fool's mate that would call for your end.

Keep close the Liar.

Keep closer the Lie.

For in the Playing Field of endgame,

I declare Check-Mate.

Haul the Aim in upon the Fool,

that thought to make,

what was only a Fake move,

or a Blind Call.

A Loser's Game of,

"Know End."

King's Pen,!

INKED.

At Will

The Baying Moon gives up to soon

when she fly's across the Naked Sky!

I often Ask "Why" leave us for the sun?

The alarming nature of the raw appeal,

she burns from within.

Exploding in every sphere,

threatening all that is near

One Day will be her end,

simply another nuclear begin.

Just when,

Twelve-Twenty-One,

a day of....

"don't run!!"

and A Year of...

Begun.

The Swords Of Time Are Forged With Words Not Dine

The Turning of the Saturn Moon,

no resemblance to the Ocean's Blue.

Underneath the Blanketing Sun,

the Rising, Rogue, Waves to Sin!

As Mercury Moves,

And Pluto Rises,

it is the occasion of,

you have been found in.

To be Blind to Predicaments of  the Blowing Winds,

Hails only the Gale Forces that Sigh....

"it feels good to breath."

The Dark Interests that Produce: Matter,

Counts only in the Exist,

or the Pride of no Sun!!

A Cowardly Trouble to worry on.

It is not the Exactness of Measure,

but the Balance in the Hour-Glass,

that Products A Turning Tide.

The Flavor of Salt in the Kernel of Corn,

likens itself to the Grains of Sand counted-upon,

to Bank our Beaches and fill the bags,

to stop the flood of the Rivers from entering your Front Doors,

~

No Address Needed

~

A Surge in the Birth of another Planetary System,

for Life to Thrive,

is Met with Deaf Ears, Ignorance and Denial,

to assist Not Man,

but, this Universal Stand.

The Crow that Speaks but cannot Fly,

is a signal to Harvest the Truth that lies,

in the Honest Man,

the Heart of a Plan,

the Beauty of Humanity and People.

Grateful to be alive that realize,

it is Condemnation not Sin,

that takes so many lives.

Orion's Belt should give you cause,

to Ponder the Wonder of,

the Stars that Shine,

"just 'cause,"

They Can!!

Lucid Dreams And I Am A Seer of ....

Compassion moves to create what sums this dues.

Owed to the only Living Indigenous Human Beings,

belonging to Mother Earth or Nature's Turf!!

What have you done to the Ones that were?

I SEE!!

 I AM!!

A SAGE THAT YOU ARE NOT!!

...and definitely that which will only become,

the Curse of a given Tongue.

I dream of what YOU see above,

in a lucid and conscious manner,

 that should shame your tattered lives,

making you hang more than your head in this entanglement of dread.

My mind leaps in the Occipital Zone not yet known.

I grow myself in the daytime of my own home,

so I may be free to do quietly,

study on the Parietal lobe,
integrating sensory information,
for spatial navigation.

In the Strength of the Spirit World,

 a land with a Home,
I declare that Families live there.

 My flight is in the nights,
I sought only peace,
and have seen Engines of War,
a strange rapport.

  It is the Religions Masses which I am against,

 those that have destroyed and burned,

the truth of what I cannot simply know.

I must be an Incan Curse,

for this I did rehearse.

And now,

I AM IN THE BIT OF YOUR WORD.

 The very alcohol you gave as your liqueur,

 your drug, your destructive measure,

will deliver to me the Final Message for Eternity.

To balance the Treasures which you stole from the Human Being,

by the then intoxicating drug,

now easily bought at CVS,

I can begin.

I believe the Christian,
may have sinned,
in this,
such a strange and lurid end.

The Enhancement of Who's Name?

So shalt the Devil Himself come to claim his name.

Only to walk amongst the ungodly ones proclaiming the Anti Christ all along the way,

The Christian.

Satan Himself could not have been so forsaken by his Maker,

to become that which you so readily blame.

You have been fouled by unbelief and shame.

Christians in History declare their own end,

the Anti Christ and this His Begin?

I know with certainty and as the Sage,
 I will be a Seer for Change in this Age!!

For in no such fall from the Heaven Above was it more than you?
The Christian?
That is true too only the absurdity of any story?

Crushing the Human Being?
So that no one will know your the Christian's that never did see......anything at all?
All while just talking and standing tall?

....Compassion, Love, Generosity.

You, the Christian,
 were of the game of,
Survive or Die.

Making money,,, that must have been I?

A tooth for a tooth,

so to speak?

Lept we did,
 from the heights of our own sane,

to understand you are the intolerable and reason for our blame.

Shame on You,

the Christian should,

SHEW!

The Human Being and the Impending Sins,

are not ours.

The Christian that has been,

includes theses assumptions from when?

The Ending is OUR begin,

in this the only true,

Check Mate

~

PONY-UP
For I shall not lose.

Your unbelief towards your very own Maker,
is your self-doubt,
NOT MINE!

All this has been to me,
 is a callous reminder of,
the "Why" I fight!!

Not for my Number,
not for your Lord,
but for the Contempt that is not my fear,
but my Sword.

Entry into the next Millenia or Two,
counts itself out,
so very soon.

Lets respect that which you seem to know,
have regard to other beliefs and impact not yet known.

Post Script;

666 here, is 999 there.

 This would be the epitome of the last joke on the Christian's insistence,

 that it is a number that identify's their foe,

not the actions that might be counted so.

 A Christian Yoke,

 that I find to be no joke.

Creation Delivers Time, To Change!! Putting This Age Into Play

In isolation I have created an awareness,

for the Foundation of the Spiritual Growth of my Mind,

needed in order to find my voice so that I may speak!

Losses are so great,

suffered at such a great cost of Life:

I take pause to consider,

 my actions and thereupon the reactions of others.

 Messages of difference,

 have been dealt with the death of Civilizations,

 throughout the History of Man.

 So I must pay due respect to those not available to bare witness,

for they were killed for their beliefs,

and this is an atrocity that we must be accountable for.

Not being from any one place that I can see,

I dream of my home in the Stars,

a Paradise to Me.

This Planetary System, a Galaxy Record,

that has been so compassionate as to never ask for more,

to care for the life which it has so freely supported,

is now,

charging a fee.

In loss I have found my gain.

In pain I have remained upon this plane; I am.

Not to prosper in such a thought or action,

but so that I may recount every single thing that must be due,

for all that has been done to the beauty of what,

simply was here first.

To bring more than Solace into my life,

I continue to carry this message of sad declare into yours.

Long before Time must have begun,

it found it's end,

a simple, yet complex,

BEGIN!!

In this, The Continue,

a halting to the Time that Man has lost his Humanity,

to nothing more than his own Inhumanity towards his Home.

Appropriately he has been found,

and the Eleventh Hour is no longer a concern,

for the final hour did begin,

while you argued;

"There will be no end."

Afraid of what you See?

Scared of what may Be?

Listen to what you can,

'cause one day,

much to soon to say,

the Voice of Earth Herself won't boom.

Why? Oh, Why?

Don't you see what makes us cry.

The death, the life, the obliteration of Innocence for no Faith?

Mother Earth did state,

on this trip to this place so long ago on a given day,

"should they turn away, do not sway! Just give passage to the blind, they are not you."

As Human Beings, meant to be Humane,

I say,

"You are not, rather you are insane and idiocy has been your reign!"

A Legacy that shall be proclaimed by more than I in this Eternal Flight.

An important point in our Future has been dismissed,

by the Ignorance of it's warning from the Past,

but somehow these strange Prophecies still last,

in nearly everyone's Religious Mass.

A trying time to consider it's end,

all for change or is it Sin?

A Spiritual Awareness,

not a religious repair.

Should this coming Age,

 be met with resistance and not a Sage.

The fight will be as if you have fought the coming Tide,

the rising Sea, the Rogue Wave and the Ocean's grave.

In that simplicity, realize the complexity,

and see that you have lost the battle of what will be,

before it is, regardless of who's Shore is stricken first,

be December 21st.

This Change,

A Golden Reach,

to a Platinum View,

of all the amazing parts of each and every one of you.

A Timely Booking of Truth 

Johno, I love YOU!!

The Glaciers Slide Off The Polar Ice Cap Melt

Storming glacier icy melt,

the Polar Ice Cap leaving...Stilts.

Divine strength dust wane,

in this the Eve of our Changing Tides in Time.

Nature suffers such a strain,

as you show disdain for her existence,

 because of her inability to recover the damage that Humanity has done to this Earth.

God's lightning can't be heard.

Thundering of the Spirits Pride,

rain down a mighty shroud of Why?

Gold drops and platinum pours,

from heights I cannot see,

to warn us of the rising of the impending Seas.

An Oracle of stones in time,

a structure known to man,

makes a stand,

I see Stonehenge,

I wish to seek the wisdom of such Simple-Complexity,

just to ask,

"What are you meant to be, to Me?"

I don't need a hand.

 Look out!

 I am not what you know.

A Seer, A Sage, just coming of Age.

To witness Time Standing at the End,

 and watch as Change stands for it is The Begin.

In,

 "The Continue."

The only wisdom I could show,

is all written with pen in hand.

My Mind is busy with my plan.

Messages build this outrageous and ready flow.

The Sea side grace is all I face.

Storms of nature!

Hopeful tries,

just to let you realize,

Mother Earth does not want to die,

and really, neither do I,

a Polar Bears Cry!!

To Lauren

i

miss

my kid.

                      the hurt,

                            the peril!

this girl is filled with a dream of what was!!

                        Creation                                            deliver me,

from this pain                                        inside of Me!!

Tell me            all the     Why's of couldn't                                                           be,

                                                            set me free so that just maybe...

..... in eternity..

                         I will .....

                                          be ...

something other than

just me.

You Will Not Speak, but I'm A Tell!

Tell.........! That is......

..the way out of the prison,

 which lies in the future,

 of your own head,

 is unavoidable, you are dead.

You have read

 and begun

 to understand

 the Levity of Time.

Do not turn away, as if you can pretend,

 that you do not comprehend,

for without Belief,

without Faith,

a broader understanding,

 of Life,

is impossible and you will end without regard.

 Make a difference in your life,

or it will end with a deadly Design of Strife.

Loneliness!

 Embarrassment!

 A void,

 that will never be filled,

 will be your Die!!

It is what I SEE.

For You,
not Me.

A Twin Soul's Flame Fire's Inside ~ BREATHE ME IN MY FRIEND!!!!

I feel You in the Mind's Eye that Soars across the Fields of Time.

Where you are my Rhyme.

Our separation in these Lands of our Mother's hands,

Creation Herself,

 blessed us to be stealth in a Time of no wealth.

Separated to become Our whole,

my Twin Souls Call sings to what you stole,

my life.

Back-Away from this turbulent display

of violent repair to become what you would never dare,

the answer to Where?

I say, "Know."

Creation, 

our Mother,

split at the biggest explosion but never quit,

the birth of Two,

to Keep her,

as One,

in what cannot be a Begin,

for you have sinned in this....

... The Continue...

Our Begin!!

to state so plainly...,
the interest in,
your life, my friend.

..~..

Alive & Screaming.... ......

......run my friend, you are not foe.

Run for cover before I go,

they Peel-Away my Skin today.

Yet I am breathing and awake,
while they dig so deep,
with no remorse.

The "TOT Two Wars" are now Full Bore!

We fought so hard.

We never snored.

Did all you asked and so much more.

Yet in the End,

we were still a Sin.

I close my eyes to never know,

I open them to stop the show.

The pain inside you'll never see,

for all I did was ....

Survive this Seethe.

Not such a terrible lie?

A horrid truth becoming an unbelievably Myth,
all in the time it takes to just post this!!