To the one that held my heart and tore it apart
To the person who caught the shards and mended the parts
The above happened and the below occured.

Into deeper darker depths I'm drawn
Inch-filled every way in wondrous sight
Of life, unseen, unknown, mysterious
Yet a familiar revelatory strangeness
The prompt blindly followed proved true
Echoed in surprising whispery sighs
As speech goes forth before hearing
So too the way walked then revealed
In mutual affirmation I'm given speech
In human tongues to craft the ineffable
That We hear, know, and acknowledge
Thus not hallucinations of wickedness
In ecstatic drunkenness I will sleep
For tomorrow to greater depths I go

Inspiration "The man who views the world at 50 the same as he did at 20 has wasted 30 years of his life,” - Muhammad Ali

I've done some things in my past I'm not particularly fond of. I was just a lost soul trapped in the underworld. Surrounded by some demons I would say they were possessed. I grew up around drugs, gangs and seen all sorts of mess.

I was born a ******* brought into this world out of wedlock. With no father figure I feel I was doomed from the start. My thirst for knowledge made me come off as kind of odd cause in a den of thieves I only wanted to serve God.

Yet I was young, I was naiive and so I fell to temptations, that's what happens when you're green in a world controlled by Satan. I put myself in situations where I had to make a choice one would build me up and the other would destroy.

I knew I was doing wrong when I thought cops were my enemies but failed to see the ones who pulled my strings were fallen entities.

I traveled far into the underworld
but some how made it out and when I did there was God who said my child I never doubt.

So yea I've done some things in my past I'm not particularly fond of but now I am free and if you only know the old me you no longer know me... Peace be unto you.

Copyright. Sean Antonio Tyson

1 Peter 1:14: "So you must live as God's obedient children. Don't slip back into your old ways of living to satisfy your own desires".

The ****** Mary held a
bowl ,
blue radiant tongues of fire .
The light in the dark ,
the mother of all worlds ,
the ******* of all liars .
☆
See now the Holy Infant's pain ,
stigmata's lovely flower .
The spiral staircase
where childhood was slain ,
the monster which dwells in the tower .
☆
Small faces scream for justice ,
now enshrined in truth .
The light in the dark
will be merciless compleat ,
their blackened souls , the demon's meat .

The seven churches of
the seven chakras ,
now moving through
the light spectrum ,
holds seven lamps for
a secret realm .
☆
He will command His
angels in concern for you ,
and guard you on your
path  .
☆
Four beasts of base desire
you will conquer ,
emitting waves of light
from your crown .
Satan is your ego
and the mark removed by devotion .
☆
The Water of Life ,
the essence of purification .
Holy Michael of Revelations
in a wave of heavenly fire ,
we now call for
restoration ,
as above and so below .

When all around became desolation
and one thing fed into
another ,
the transformation of the soul ,
and revelation of the Pneuma .
☆
I witnessed three unholy princes ,
at once they devoured each other .
Then in flaming cauldron of light ,
were consumed by flaming
fire .
☆
Saved thrice by a ghostly goddess ,
the Moon beneath her feet ,
I was delivered by codes and numbers ,
then reunited by her seat .
☆
The distorted dragon who murders ,
makes charge innocence with crime .
Condemned itself to an endless night ,
this where it would endless lie  .
☆
Then I saw The Hall of Vibration ,
a most melodious singing
choir .
Touched the hem of His sweet garment ,
the glory of Jehovah .

Fast headlong I now fell ,
a hole in dark night sky ,
through diverse strange devotion ,
left alone , outside of Time .
☆
Stranded , unveiled and motionless ,
a searing red blinding light ,
rendered my chest torn apart ,
by a figure in black , out of
sight .
☆
Though feeling no base
emotion ,
there was a demon of fear ,
so prayed I sought my deliverance ,
from this being of anguish and tears .
☆
Was I summoned to awaken ?
have access to this work ,
through darkest night to ride ,
this chariot of thunder and verse .
☆
But something stood behind this
temple of judgement and pain .
The Sun , the Moon and a field of wheat ,
marked where that hidden door lay .
☆
Symbols rose up from the sea ,
a vision of numbers and sound .
World shifted from black , red to white ,
overwhelmed as the first scroll unbound .

In the pasture of moonlit dreams
they sought the music and the seams
of realities caged by beams
of light hidden in a tomb of sins...

With brush
and pen
they strove
again
to awaken a long-lost friend

Humanity's aid, the devil's ruin,
a savior beyond what's worth pursuing,
for all are judged by saviors awakened
cast in iron
cage awaiting
time unwrought from plans abating
devil's deeds no longer
contemplating
their yields and wicked whims
now dating
cobwebs conjured
by idleness, hungered
schemes distorted
abandoned plunder
salvation came to the sleeping world, hence
for the devil's slothfulness made pence
duplicity broke itself in twain
devils freed and angels made
war in heavenly realms abound
demonic trickery, no longer purchase found
light shone down from truth above
o'er horizon, burgeoning sun commanded its wake
cast its sight upon the world
devils expired as does smoke unfurled
as do shadows in all-consuming light, unmade
and what became of that world then?

When the sun may set, we shall learn again...
What darkness shrouds, we forget, so too the pain,
for what the light sears, the darkness cools,
and what the light frees, the darkness feeds,
what the light starves, the darkness protects,
what the light feeds, the darkness drains,
what the darkness drains, the light protects,
what the light protects, the darkness hungers,
what the darkness hungers, the light favors,
what the light favors, the darkness despises,
what the darkness despises, the light understands,
for well made plans cannot thrive in darkness alone,
if the light should reveal the plans to be tainted
the zenith of sun shall burn the plagues of satan...

I still remember,
That special first time.
I was young, and
IMMORTAL.
I wanted to FIND.

I wanted to FEEL it,
That FREEDOM of mind,
Where PEACE and SERENITY
Leave troubles
Behind.

At first I felt nothing,
No SHOCK or REVEAL .
I asked my best friend;
He swore it was
REAL.

But then, a tingle.
A SMILE; a LAUGH!
My mind filled with
MEMORIES, thoughts
Of the past.

I couldn't believe it;
So much; so fast!
No longer depressed,
I rose from the grass.  

I felt like a scholar,
Or philosopher of old.
I walked to our table
To tell what it showed.

Of course, they were laughing,
But I didn't mind,
I knew what I'd FOUND.
I'd seen the DIVINE.