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To stand apart, for our Lord, and King Savior. Never letting go of his hand , no matter what. For only he can rescue us, in our time of need. Only he shall, bring us to a new place and world. Only he guides us , through this wretched place. Only he is the light, as tis the lightsource is him, In him there is none dusk, nor the way's of sin; Ourn Creator's not faraway, he's ourn everlasting friend, just aloft hell's grin, and Satan's lonesome wiles. We deserveth not God's mercy, forgiveness; we art vile. Ourn righteousness is as filthy rag's to the almighty. Jehovah, Yahweh, elohim, three names for the true fount of life. Wherein cometh every man and wife from his spring that's right; and eternal home. O' maker of mine flesh and bones, How blessed we art, we art thine own; and when the trumpet soon shalt sound, I'll awakest from mine sleep, rise from the ground. Whether dead, or walking, living, we shalt rise up-Angel's singing. Robes of white, illumined sight's, ani ohev otach, sais the great " I am"; the one who speak's the breath in man. ©Brandon Nagley & Eddie Starr poetry duo poem. ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Prophetic poetry
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Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 10:26 PM UTC
ani ohev otach, sais the great " I am " ( Duo by me and Eddie starr poetry)
A standstill!!!! The planet's spinning out of control!!! Mistaken identities are non friendly!!! A false temple shalt be erected The saviors ressurected For didn't thou heareth? No more sadness No more tears To famish a costly spirit!!! Open murderer's Wilt **** with a smile The land of the old And persecution's trials Wilt shake!!!!! Trembled cake!!! No layers of good taste!!! A volcanic comeback For all to see, As the fish and the trees Come to their boil!!!!!
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 5:37 PM UTC
omnibus interitionibus arriving surprise ( Destructions arriving surprise) latin tongue
Native nations, Tune in thy television stations, For thy lands up for the taking!!!!! Hath thou been mistaking your materialist flaw for gods and goddesses? For what hath thou missed? Oh pitiful tyrents... This land was stained with the migrants you soo call foreign!!!!! Gun's thou taketh up as thugs with crime obsession, For didn't thine prophetics mention of thy grave thou shalt go?? No!!!! No periwinkle  there to flow, No narcotics to currupt you!!! No directional staffs to guide you, For you chaseth the wartorn path!!!!! Where hell cannot be divided in math nor numbers!!! Just gnashing of grotesque teeth, Come on in, Wash thy feet, the stratosphere shall rip into a billion colors!!!! None help from thine sister and brother, For you've turned thy own back!!!! Just a ditch place with clasps and shackles will become thine new order!!!!!!!
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May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 8:38 AM UTC
νέα τάξη πραγμάτων αυξάνεται, όπου θα σταθεί μια ( new order rising, where shall one stand???) greek tounge...
Wherein didst man go asunder? Plagued and plundered by his own stupor and turnings from god, Forgetful con's!!! Wherein didst man go astray? Made queens as slaves, Traded love for hate, and affectionate soulmateism for lust? They stoked the crust!!! Where didst thou meander? Thy terrace thou had made starved, Thy hearts hast gone emptied, Cheaters of bars!!! Doth thy drink not dilute thou? Innocent babies thou hast turned to war Thou gaveth no love On foreign shore Pornographic icon's thou hast made galore As thyself worship's its every temptation!!! Thou made bombs thine settled truth Thou hast let technology becometh thy own comfy noose, Thou art hooked on electrical tablets Made religion vain Thou art becoming maggots!!! Thyself thou calleth a king Thou giveth no soul to thy desolate queens Thou art just a stove Of dumbed down things As doth thou get thy kicks off the many men and women thou mayest talk to? Cut down trees, And built thy filth, Made castle mansions Of diamond nilch, Is thy wealth thy life thou may lead? Thou gave disease And tanks for fun Thou art a lost And lonesome one, Still addicted to new age worldliness!!!! What didst thou miss? Oh beasting man, Thou art clever To make thy plans But didst thou not know that thy own contrivance will be halted??????
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 8:49 AM UTC
επανδρώνει τα σχέδια έρχονται στο μηδέν ( mans plans come to naught) greek tongue