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If the ocean is the same for the fish imagine that the Universe which is God is like a big ocean and humans are like a fish which ever swims in this beautiful ocean of God's never ending Heavens. The soul of man becomes so perfect when it grows in the Almighty perfection of God. Men, who live on Earth, drown yourselves into the beauty of thy soul and in thy soul you shall find God and when you find God you found his secret keys to unlock the doors which lead to the mansions of his eternity. Trust your Goddess, for Jesus is teaching me these things.
Listen, my son…

From the womb every man
Builds his cities and towers
From the strength of his hand
And a will that devours

But his kingdom’s a breath,
And his rule, an illusion,
Disappearing in death –
The revealing conclusion...

Man is "king" of a land
Between his right and left ears!
He thinks: "my throne is grand!"
But his decrees, no one hears!

He will gather great treasures,
But will never have any;
Will pursue many pleasures,
But will always feel empty…

Always longing for more,
Never having enough;
He’s a slave and a *****
To his master: his stuff
Oh, may The King set him free!
He alone holds the power!
And may all bend the knee,
For, we need Him each hour!

Hold me tight, squeeze me.
Don't let me go, don't leave me. Even If I struggling, broke my walls.
Can't sit alone anymore in this Kingdom.
The Earl is the high Earldom of Lemongrab
Heir to the Candy Kingdom

Note: Some spread the lie that

"It is possible that he is no longer heir
to the throne"

"Because as of 'Hot Diggity Doom'
the Candy Kingdom
is now a democracy"
Anastasia Aug 28
We stood
In our kingdom
Atop of it's roof
Our palace of dirt
Simply me and you
You grab my hand
"Do you trust me?"
I started to think
That maybe you love me
You said
At first I was scared
But seeing you there
Standing in the sun
Holding my hand
I thought you might be the one
I let myself fall
But you held on
So I thought I would, too
Nicole Aug 16
you were my museum curator
and he was my kingdom builder
never run back to what broke you
but why does my heart
choose to love
that museum curator
who left me scarred?
Ylzm Aug 8
Jerusalem, will of Man, of Ishmael, and not Isaac
Dome of the Rock and not House of God
A constant thorn and not peace of the Earth
We weep as those who wept at the Second Temple

Jerusalem, a lure, a trap, a stumbling block, a sieve
******* to false prophets and worldly kings
As Ishmael sent away, so shall Jerusalem be exiled
For One greater than the Temple is here: Immanuel

Jerusalem, Bride of God, shall descend from above
Trumpet blasts in skies, the world shall see and mourn
All Israel gathered and her enemies judged
The kingdom of the world becomes the kingdom of God
Ylzm Jul 24
Rather a chance today,
     to make and take,
Than promise tomorrow,
     patiently wait;
Rather destiny,
     our own hands create,
Than mere king,
     in unknown kingdom partake.
Twaffle Jul 6
In this kingdom of solitude,
imagination comforts me.
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