Whilst reality I seeketh
I still find hidden gestures
I seeketh just one phone call
A romance novel of letters!!!
Maby it wilt come
Maby never
Maby I seeketh to much
Just me
A romanced novel
Realist!!

The leaves were turning brown
The sunlight turned organe in her mind
The depression was deep
A whisper said
"Tell him you love him"
A knot in her gut got tighter
"No" pure and simple

For three days she heard the whispering
Her answer didn't change
She argued, reasoned and pleaded
Even if she wanted to, she couldn't
Cried her tears in the night
The pressure was on
But she didn't give in

5.30 am, strange darkness
A Light darkness
Next to her bed stood a woman
A huge presece
Bigger than any woman she'd known
She spoke softly, like a spring, a harp
Warm, mother-like love
"Haniel?"

"Hello my dearest
I came to see you,
May we speak?
Come to the living room"
She smiled and the girl followed
Sat on the sofa
Felt a gentle caress on her head

"Do you remember your promise?"
"Which one"
"I saw you before you left"
"You did?"
"Yes. You said you'd do anything"
"I did?"

A light tunnel opened up
On to her crown
A light stream descended in her mind
And she remembered
She did make that promise
Once upon a time
As she was leaving the Angelic Realm

"Tell him you love him"
She smiled
She put her back to bed
Tested her briefly
And left her with a strange child-like feeling

Yes I must say
Tis I must say
I seeith the world coming
To its final end,

In dreams I hath seen, the asteroids
Plummeting in hellish descent
I seeith the horsemen
Riding by storms
Plagues
Pestilence
Get ready to mourn
The saints await
Prying on clouds
Prayeth dear man!!!

Thy country's becometh sand

Thy faces
Shalt praise
The one thou hast rejected
2015
The year of the final blood moon( number four)
An Antichrist is upon us
New world order at thy door
The american dollar shalt topple
A 666 chip shalt be enforced(already ready and made,r.f.I.d chip)
Mothers wilt howl for their babies
Father's will repent in remorse
I saweth the dream
In a mall
The meteor
Striking the trench
Let down thy coffee cup
Smell the blood stench.
Dont be fooled
By false doctrine
Tend to mine words
2015
September
Mine birthday month, SHOCKING.....
A shaking to the world!!!

I always kneweth mine birth day
(9/23 )
Hadst most signicant
Of importance!!!

Thou crucified thy god
Got lost in the mob
As the scribes found out
Whence the temple curtain ripped in Twain!!!

To much for thy brain?
Calleth me insane
Scientists hast called it
The government plans for it
As missles are on the move (China,Russia, USA)
To shoot that rock down.....

Oh yes
I must address
(Bennu's) that flying boulders name( directly coming in earth's path)
Two miles long
On a Jewish holiday
As said by the French minster
"we hath 500 day's until climate abyss, and climate Chao's
Coming on the day of mine birthing
(SEPTEMBER 23RD)!!!!!


As at that time
The pope shalt speaketh amongst congress( Meeting Mr President)
As well to speaketh at the new Yorker united nation's;
False prophet arrisen!!!!

Speaking peace to thy ears
Splendor thy tears
Awake to the bombs
Tell mother and father
Say goodbye to thine sun.....

The sun shalt be blackened
The moon wilt be blood red
These signs were from long ago
I'm just relaying thine end!!!

Prophecies already hath happened
The start was 1948
When twas Israel becameth a nation(had to happen for events to occur, the world's own fate....

As countrie's showed their hate
As this sphere of a hell
Shalt soon find out,
The stars shalt fall from heaven
With a trumpet to shout
Martial law shalt take affect
Hast thou watched the news?
Murders against cops
And cops killing innocents ,
Media pushes the elite's LIE'S
Hatred they choose!!!

But anyone canst turneth
Away from all their sins
If they'd seek the one and true god!!!

The alpha
Omega
Beginning
And end!!

Pay attention to thy tube
The one with false media relayer's
The one who post's for the ones above them
The massive swept dicatators.

The world is in perplexion
Wars are all around
Blood fills the battlefields
Of middle eastern sounds

Thou canst feel it in ourn weather?
Its cold in mid June(rainy as well)
This weather is not normal
For its end shalt be soon.
( much weather man-made manipulated ( gvt operation called h.a.r.p)

Rapes
Murders
Coveting
Dope addiction
Lust
Idolatry
False idols
Are all on the horizon
Again I'm just relaying
Something to thou
Not satisfying!!!

Though if thou shalt call me silly
He's gone and lost his head (one sais)
Ive seen this far and coming
And this country, and world's own bend.

The fortoken chips hast been dropped
As country's right now do war games
(North Korea threatens nukes)
(Russia new cold war,)
(China warships practicing...)
(Hezbollah,Hama's shooting rockets at isreal)

Ourn presidents insane!!!

As false he is to,
I hath a feeling who he is;
Thou myswell not vote
Its all coming to an end..

Thy votes dont count anyways
Bilderbergs put in who they will( top elite's, bilderbergs, illuminati, other group's)
Cheney
Bush
Rumsfeld
Obama
Biden
The gvt's front with Osama.....

They hide all from thou
A mystery indeed
But I'm not blind
I prophesize,
What thou verily needeth!!!

Listen to none of this
Though it will cometh as a thief in night,
Want to know more?

I hath an inbox, please do write..

Prophecy told isreal
When thou seeith them come by sword(claiming to do god a service) (,Isis)
Know the end is near....
( as now more than ever Christian's are being beheaded, hung, children and familie's slaughtered, and imprisoned, even in our own country right now a woman stood up for Christ... Sit's now in jail, as bible spoke many will be killed, and imprisoned for Christ before his return and during the tribulation hour's, awake America and world... Awake!!!!) As refugees are fleeing middle East, many Christian's because Isis and hateful group's are slaughtering Christian families and children)....

Sorry just prophetic verses........

Yes maby I knoweth to much
And others way to little.
But I'm just passing on this knowledge
So thou shalt know truth,
When the storm cometh in and trickles;
And thou shalt think safety is here and peace,

Thou wilt feel the blast
Of gods divine heat!!!

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I dream of the future that brings me to you
The seasons, the hours, the love ever true
The singing and dancing and feel of your skin
That day when my arms holding you will begin

The sound of your voice as it whispers my name
The moon bright and full in the sky once again
The sunrise each morning as day it does start
My head on your chest and the beat of your heart

The rain that does fall every once in a while
The beauty that flows from your wonderful smile
The birds up above in the brightest blue sky
A walk in the park as the day passes by

Living and learning, discovering you
Loving each moment and all that you do
The feel of your kiss oh so tender to me
The wind and the waves that do come from the sea

Your hypnotic eyes and chocolate brown hair
The hint of your scent that I’m desperate to share
Your wonderful hands as they hold on to mine
Oh why can’t it be this way all of the time

This life that I lead just can not be same
Without the expression that comes with your name
I dream of the future that brings me to you
The seasons, the hours, the love ever true

This can't hide
All that
Rests inside
Love, loathing, pain and holding
Trying to hold back
All that's hiding
Deep, deep
Cutting, hating, lusting, waiting
Wanting to explode
You don't know!
What it's like
To hold
I hold back so much
All the time
You don't even know
What I want
Who I am
Who I hope to be
You sit and stare
Vacancy in your eyes
Saying words
As they come to mind
I watch,
I watch your mouth moving
And your words
Enter
Then leave
Like smoke
Released
From a woman's
Pursed lips
Who the hell are you?
Why the hell
Am I with you?
I sit
Cross-legged
And alone
Waiting, wanting, wishing
And alone
Head in my hands,
Alone

When I read
Someone's literature,
Prose, poetry,
No matter,
I enjoy the read
For the read,
Voice, style
Words, meter.
A combination
Of fact and fiction,
Shared understanding
Through emotion.
That's the art
Of literature:
When writer,
Not autobiographer,
Strikes the nail,
Strums the chord,
Touches
The subconscious
******.
One seldom
Reveals
Hard facts
Of one's life:
Writers give insight
Readers find right.