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Once was heard a tremendous mystical creation of song made firm. Thrashed was ‘one’ out of a darkness of distance of great pangs of waiting. The ‘one’, being moved in awareness, was hastily incensed of great abounding sorrows while burst-ed clear ever so quickly into the abyss of grand bright light.
 

‚ÄėOne‚Äô was made rested upon sojourn of daydream; to grasp, and to contemplate the essential understandings of gross weepings of unknown tears as witnessed gone past ages of continuous drifting. Stirred was ‚Äėone‚Äô of mind to heart and placed upon pedestal of matter from whence ‚Äėone‚Äô had once wandered to wonder astray in countless exasperated suffrage of moments in life and death: A spiraling repetition through valleys of sorrowful angst.
 

 
Seen by the ‘one’ is deserving need for settlement, dominion, and hunger for dearth of peace to gain foothold from out of long shadowy vengeance and deceit borne of embattled keeping of charge. Severe are the scars of knowing formed from hardened disguise of misapprehension. ‘One’ did recognize the desperate need for shattering of icy masks of nothingness of place where still an old seed blossoms among showy roses of sweetened pretense and stench of false bearing where thrones of manipulative drama are clothed in judgmental disposition!

 
Restless is desire for comfort of saddened laurels to rest upon the elemental core, for be it not still, but to the contrary, as witnessed is disease of ignorance residing in seemed effigy of imitators of good reeking of false recognition and favor shared among deceptive de-sender‚Äôs. A myriad forgiveness follows in manner of unsaid misunderstood pain as love reigns barely at the surface lacking of luster of former poetic nature. And so left to hypocrisy are the ‚Äėones‚Äô called by name to the darkness‚ÄĒ‚Äėones‚Äô made adept through display of secreted shamed grace of face‚ÄĒthe way to lighted path to self-redemption.
 

 
Dignity and honor are the crowns of forbearance forced hidden within cumbersome folds of physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual torment to unreasonable fear, where suffered are sub-sequential heinous diseases of depression caused of vulgarities of unending intentional dismay. Suffered, are the many to anxieties wrath of un-peaceable treason and corrupt negated misunderstanding. Torturous yet curable cancers are suffered by millions in silent loneliness! Suggestive and affected mental obsessions latched to numbness of hearts swayed in imbalance of global epidemic of hate! Abominable are the forces of abandonment of the places called Holy; places of un-kept stewardship! Rendered to oblivion is consciousness: An imprisoned to conformity of blatant seditious intention of false mark to fate where destiny is chained to a purgatory of imagination’s ruin!
 

 
All who stand knowingly willingly in lawlessness are guilty of non-permissions designed to incense ‘one’ away from progressive perfection. Guilty are they of the watcher’s eye as charged to cause of great losses to intention, creativity, and production gifted in precise arrangement of devotion. Guilty of relentless self-ish abandonment of moral arrow. Guilty of unreasonable near annihilation of instinctive education in the laws of Earth‚Äôs seasons of balanced perfectible plan. Guilty of shameless taking of life’s liberties, place, and passage to joy! Guilty of blatant thievery of the crown of worth born attired upon clean hearts of destiny. Guilty of the offense of lure of proposal to self-condemnation and failure wrought by purposeful scaring of blood oaths!
 

 
Sorely abused are the dictum s of humanity’s laws prevalent to “Love thy fellows as thyself”, as was instituted to all things of matters of disciplines. Life stands still unequaled by the hands of human malevolence. It must be the benevolent heart‚ÄĒthe ‘one’ who brings forth all things to perfectible fingerprint of plan. All are born part of connection to ‘the one’; messengers brought forth from within a grand thought. All are held high of expectation, and to no other expectation, to change wrongs to rights!¬†¬©

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Life continues the bearing of scars of cruelty and enslavement in suffrage of ultimate battle against possessors of un-ruly appetite of power in name of untrue synchronicity, until acknowledged will be the ‘self’ to solace: A destiny of unmasked standing in place where thoughts are turned toward the higher frequencies of intention and experience within the truths of universal wisdoms.
 

 
Doubt not the¬†mindful¬†‘voice’ of choice! It is ‘the one’ with our own.‚ÄĒit is real‚ÄĒcalling ‘ones’¬†by name to initiate a change of heart’s remembrance¬†to moments of instinctive innocence of pure untouched¬†wonder and curiosity: A consult with the child within.¬†¬†Doubt¬†not the “God” of all duality:¬†An ‘Architect’¬†of¬†everything, everywhere, of dark and of light.¬†¬†Why would we think ourselves an exception rather than the rule of inclusion? The dangers of wrongful [indoctrinate] thought is that the past and the future can and will suck the life-energy out of the eternal now, if one wallows to long in the fallacy of despair.

 

 

 

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Eternal energy is all matter of living.  There is much forgotten wisdom need pass through many doors to enter through the one door of deserving . . . that which, is soul-peace.

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I AM is > IQ in the golden silence.

Sweet silent solitude‚ÄĒair of sublime tranquility—‘Muse‚Äô of Love’s desire seeking attention through heart’s strings: A fervent need to give discerning understanding of moment’s becheeching what comes of stories of long ago of childhood’s journey across waters of silent reflections’ intertwined storms of chaotic rhythm.¬†Love seeks to show the seeking child the things of before of the things of a love so pure once been and¬†never¬†wavers. A moment come to give a child called long ago to the ways of lessons once known given to perpetual remembrance.

Am I a child of moment? The child of moment did ask. A ‚Äėmuse‚Äô within did answer, ‚ÄúYou, are¬†essence¬†of instruction; seer of great battle of will. Step away from the left and the right of mind’s impression to imprisonment, for there can be no more accepting questions not answered, nor¬†answers not questioned. Glorious Earth’s blood has been drank dry—her own made drunken in the drinking of precious fluids of calm and scale. Come . . . come now through these unreasoned pangs of¬†darkness of realms leading nowhere.¬†Stand hence and forward at the center with unseen Masters—the intimates of first beginning.

Called by names they’ve been who’ve yet to be stilled of untold pains: A¬†cumbersome tolerance¬†given to bringers of Love to the realm¬†of heavy hearts—bringers of knowledge to teach faith of move and might entrusted to ‘see’ all things of were and still. ¬†An eye of great moment opens doors of redbloodlines forgotten of flow and mark from the dawn of standing guarded: A sacred ‘something’ of must of hidden protectorate. Eye of all moments gives keys to memory’s door to let spill freely unto now‚Äôs paths of place of forgetfulness. Walk hence in delight of grace and joy and peace within memory‚Äôs Locus of persistence. Just be but a candle giving light: A warrior through the battles of ‘I AM’, for Love’s sake. Let wisdom be the quiet intention of the fathers’ given to all who wish to ‘see’ all things of a planned progression toward dignity’s Divinity: An awe of understanding of all things of connective creative imagination.

A child of wonder wonders still upon full-grown shoulders of a wondering of questions to ask of answers unquestioned. Moment comes now full circle to life giving kindle-ment to quell the incessant darkness of hearts bearing History’s gross thieving.¬†Eye of moments gives to mind life’s rhythms and reason—riches spilled ten-fold upon hearts of violets and golds. Look back not on the secreted nothingness keep-sackers of nonsensical false key-masters: An ungodly and compromised illlogic. Only one door is right for the ones of all one. All others lead to empty paths without remedy. ¬†I AM awe of all moment saith the ‚Äėmuse‚Äô. Welcome child of mine through the doors of red. Answer you must wisdom‚Äôs knocks upon blood memory.

Life is at play in constant throught’s moments of conflicts, contradictions, and constraints of relentless humanity’s insanity. A Judgment of thorns is now issued upon the roses of pretense, and justice of thorns‚Äô judgment is mine unto the hearts of grim: A refusal to listen and heed the words of the heart of all heart’s‚ÄĒplace of offering of eye to ‚ÄėI AM‚Äô to ‘see’: A reason begotten of move where Queens and Kings sit at the edge of deciphers’ reign of patience. I AM moments for gathering of forbearance: A surrounding to further weaken the weaknesses of hegemony’s reign over the thoughts of mortal’s move.

Oh yes child, a will begotten of attention is mine entitled glory and deserving states of awe. “G.o.d” . . . is eye of all moment: A humbled assurance near forsaken. Living matter is of eternal energies. There is much forgotten wisdom to be remembered and need be passed through many doors to enter the one door of deserving—the blood-door of place and peace.‚Ä̬†¬©

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‚ÄúA Place Called Gratitude‚ÄĚ . . . https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uKQSINC9BK0

My favorite place apart from the world is within: A solitude of poetic silence.

 

 

 

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All will be taken in time’s due . . .¬†

for awe to be given in moments anew

 

 

Ride you will a rainbow bright . . .
to ‘see’ and feed upon joy’s delight

 

 

Feel time’s shift around you stir . . .
washed away will be false you were

 

 

Released are the tears that made you weary . . .
to be now courage flowing freely

 

 

All will be taken in time’s due . . .¬†

for awe to be given in moments anew

 

 

Found is fate of fourfold wishes . . .
for destiny reigns of all life’s dishes

 

 

Reap the ends of rainbow’s till . . .
a place in moment to affect your will

 

 

A Spark of light the heart moves to . . .
for future’s sake of strife be do

 

 

All will be taken in time’s due . . .

for awe to be given in moments anew ©

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“Rainbows apologize for angry skies.”¬† ~Sylvia Voirol

 

“This is the sign of the covenant I am making between me and you and every living creature with you; a covenant for all generations to come. I have set my rainbow in the clouds to be¬†the sign of covenant between me and the earth: A covenant for all generations”.¬† ¬†[Genesis 9:12-13]

 

 

 

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