Our Step-father
who art a felon
hollowed is Thy name.
Thy Kingdom's done,
Thy will is none,
on Earth, which is Heaven.
Take us this day our daily head
and punish our desires,
as we punish those who desire ahead us.
Let us rot in condemnation
as we quiver of the weevil.
For blind is the wisdom,
that flowers from your story,
for ever and ever.

Again.

To flow is to go where you’ve not yet called home
The unknown made of stone that is bare as a bone
Chaos and mystery jostling wistfully
Not yet confined in the annals of history

At the very limits of human ability
Requiring mental and spiritual agility
Not shrieking discordance but mellifluous ditty
There lies a place greater than the Emerald City

Energy bursts forth to fill this new realm
The body takes over, mind vacates the helm
The movement and choices come effortlessly
Without any trying, you’re finally free

Love blossoms hanging on a Heaven tree,
pearls of light praying on the vine,
shy are the lips of God,
sweet apple wine,
kissing his bride so deep in the sea of gold skies,
pink shades of vulnerability,
shivers moan in plain delight,
angel choirs slice the lifespan of my hopes,
a dream infused in the eclipse of their love lights,
both stifled in the heat horizons,
clouds witness their marriage birth,
cross of effulgent lightning pouring down the neck,
God, do you take this bride with you in Heaven?
a bride like me, so meek in trembles?

Remember God that day when your will 
Make my existence so ******
You say am the light bringer
The first of all angels
But Some hour my name change into betrayer
Your new creation the man
Also become a wreck
He choose death blood and killing
Are you proud of that
Similarity of You fail
Now your children become same like Me
Going down to the abyss kingdom
Remember Master who said first let it be
The world full of beauty
Turn into pathetic land
Why you leave all your children alone
They begging for mercy help
They helpless
Lost and empty inside
Now am the Lord of this world
Now I will swallow every soul
Destroy same as you did to me
Remember you said
Am the morning star
Highest at heaven
The first of all angels
(A fragment from the book of the dead)

This mountain
is not mine but I
feel the need to climb it.
It mirrors my aching soul
but I'm afraid to reach the peak-
a world of magic,
a world I have been
longing for.

The dreams won't answer-
the night is getting colder
as the shadows dance

2:33 AM
7/7/19

he
for whom
abstinence
or indulgence
merely imposters
ever equanimous
untouched by cosmic maya
bearing that crescent on his crown
steeped in the bliss of pure awareness
primal soul with no beginning or end

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