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the man in the alleyway when i was 8,
delivered this message,
a message of hate,
'if you think above your station, now!
the world will know
bad girl of how,
you
were when  7.
we evidenced it all,
pulled down your world
family ,
one by one, entrenched,
stumble, pit, fall..
that's what we do,
to people like you,
recorded you
in your cage, in our zoo,
when you were
5,  
demon child,
thinking you were innocent and sweet.
Hahaha what a joke'
we keep following
it's obvious by our might,
we are in the right,
who are you going to pay to speak up for you?
you never got nothing,
who would believe?
a non schooled, poor,
everybody knows
you were already a *****,
since you were four.
Your locks don't work
call that a door
don'ttrytoplaytheinnocent
aleopardneverchangesitspots
youhaven'tgotapottopissin
The stars that fell ,
from dizzy heights,  
tallest of tall,
found themselves there thanks to
giants who had blasted rock, to create that highway.
Those  riding on the
hem of their cloak,
earned not by their own merits,
judge those desperately holding unto
true nobility.
On that day
fake luminaires get
swooshed away,
it's impossible to reach that vault
without salt,
you cannot cry or whine ' not my fault'
you had access to Heaven
Sophia spoke enough is enough
you blamed  on the weather.
what do you see in the eye of the other
who looks out through your eyes?
whose heart is in your heart?
what do you see in the heart of the other?
this morning hope woke me , she whispered in my ear
you took that journey for love
hope told me ask love
before I ask her
I write this down

before the age of two, i knew baby Jesus,
in a manger in the crib of that church in London.  
Love I felt,  huge and eternal,
head over heels, following that star.
Carried me far, the heighest heights,
could not even begin to comprehend, or understand,
the plotters plot, and the planners plan,
how wide their webs of devices span,
dumbfounded, astounded,
perplexingly easily coerced and grounded,
my achilles heel,
just found it,
perpetually jumping from jelly into jam,
here i am.
talking of despair,
so many suicidal,
so many depressed,
better to return to nature
watch the birds,
see the moon,
mesmerising stars,
lifting me out of this gloom.
Some daily selections
one caught in malediction.
Maybe  settled for the fiction,
that God doesn't exist,
have all here, embraced the diminishing tide,
death cult, baal worshipping
darkside?
Outside, green shoots emerge,
thinking of cancelling this subscription,
with rising sun,
new horizons,
future bright,
with these pages
almost done.
In another timeless place,
floating high above in space,
God won.
sometimes i think hello poetry is a hang out for satanists , sadists, and atheists,
I have compassion for the genuinely depressed, sometimes here though it seems that some are goading and suggesting to others that this is what they should do, the dark arts of suggestion makes me wonder , is there a 'underground club' at play, I don't think I belong in this place
God won
they were vicious,
hateful , cruel,
she  naive, the loving fool,
they ran rampant, they gained ground,
the others sought the, rich ,cool ,sound.
They kept coming with bait,  gbh, truth serums,
for innocent and purity, unjust deliriums.
They held her up, like a trophy bound,  
and gagged,
the posts they sent, instantly flagged.
lies in the mud, dragged.
Light comes from above, eternal, unending,
penetrating rays, with love, all tending.
Truth dug deep, down in dirt,
speckled with blood and *****, her shirt.
Her shell undone, her tale unfolded,
her words unfurled , they felt scolded.
They hurled their fire and brimstones,
their mirrors, they shattered,
with their homes.  
They screamed 'you get what you deserve',
first time, she found comfort, from their words.
She no longer notices them, like many times before,
had always shut,  that mocking mobs door.
stretched upward shoots, found home in still waters,
three lotus blossomed,
Her gentle hold, for two daughters.
after every fall ,it's opposite spring
find comfort in the words you get what you deserve
know I am a lady, and also a king
know my own actions revealed my true nature
will always stay small and humble too
forgiving, loving, eternally I go
the dragon underfoot, I feed kindness for the lesson it bestowed
I need that dragon when I act in a flash
inner brain compells us when we are uninformed
inner brain begins and ends all the storms
that little dragon had to be born, long may it last, because love is supreme, the  ****** Mother is the Queen who teaches us how to love.
She is a warrior of Love, the strongest on earth, As much as they try, True Love cannot die.
Navigating tempestous seas
relentless winds
without  compass, mentor, or ear
standing solitary looking
back carcrashtrainwreckage
smashes to it's ugly conclusion
this the read line
enough is enough
those energetics were found
haphazardly
some knew it was wrong
to keep forcing that song
when bundled along with this cord
invisibly bound
principles unsound
ethics neglected
for those in the know
you got your records to show
how much you are valued
your merits legitimately recognised
for same work
except you had armour, shields, protections, bonuses. counsellors, advisers, partners and purpose
in all the endeavours
why me?
do you even know why me?
I see my value and merit too,
do you think you should
honour
the good?
when do they pay for damages ?;energetics
what comes around goes around
loop da loop
for me everything is about love
not love earthly
star love
planetary love
big bold  beautiful love
dangerous love
for awhile i forgot about that
got pinned down
thinking your trespasses were mine
kept me boundlessly bound
meandering around
in the unfound
realizing want is supposed to mean,
not get,
i keep asking,
someday the One I ask ,
Delivers
arriving with his banner
faithful and true
to that mount where I belong
Sigh on!
I forgive all you all, really I do
if you had the courage
you would realise this too
Truth,
I love you,
You brought the light,
that showed the Way,
lies fall,
When you stand tall.
Scorpio New Moon
A healing space in time and place
Everyone is a star of the sky, a star of the earth and a star of the sea
Christ the Super Hero
Most famous Jew on Earth, a Shepherd for All, stands Tall.
Kindness, Humility, Love, Compassion, Mercy, Strength, Goodness.
Brings us back to the One True God.
Throne of Love , from King David to now.
I just wanted to Sadist
that you can be cured
it's bad behaviour
unhealed trauma
or spoilt child syndrome
you forgot how to heal
you probably forgot the truth
God is real
go back to your source
and learn how to deal
with the truth
at the root
of all your problems
everything can be healed
with God
#psychologists are full of it, they tell so labelled badly behaved they have a condition called narcissism
you see them blah blah online. I'm an empath living with a narc, i'm a label, I'm a label, we are all fracturing our whole to multi personality types drawn up by a psyche that forgot god exists
cos he is fat and well paid snail
80 bucks n hour he proves you not right in head all right
anyhow
brimming waters,
run deep down,
in cavernous hollows, under tons of earth,
descending ascending bubbling mirth,
Rising in calm
peaceful with thee,
Still ever watching
her  blue, white, green, sea.
Strength from the gentle receptive,
warrior of love
holding
lizard primal brain core
underfoot
reining in animal
passions with shield and sword
The knight protects Her.

deep waters mounting,  
her beauty unfolds
her cloaks shining mantle,
a new star bright gold
upper chambers of her heart
revealing all truth
of His light and His love

In forest I find her
Living green, swaying leaves,
cleaning heart, mind, and soul,
head bowed, hear my pleas,
teach me her example,
gentle, mother, soft, kind,
receptive, still.
so that I too may
find
faithful and true with His Will
i'm sorry for my anger
and all the things I said
because I was hurt

****** Mother is the ultimate warrior, gentle strength is the most penetrating
about love
she accidentally met him
who had purpose
energetically speaking
it was truly love
he picked her up
and spun her like shes never been moved before
she surrendered
hoping her head would stay floating higher than the floor
if it did hit
she cannot remember
was it september, november , or december
who knows time has a funny way of running away
stopping,  past collecting , building a future to
this present tense,
here and now, doesnt seem to make  a lot of sense
signs would be too obvious,
the road a cross,
if she saw one she wouldn't believe it was telling the truth,
now she only has one route,
square.
clouds keep gathering
stormy weather
This Goliath he could defeat,
end his blaspheming words,
foul breath from collossal teeth.
Seeing young  David, puny and small,
enraged the Giant, enough to call,
He swore, 'I will feed you to the cattle'
Though humble, and inexperienced
for the battle,
David knew,  
this monster beyond strange,
had symptoms of a  sick mind, deranged
Young David thought, I have you now!
Only grasses, fed the holy cow,
With humble body, full of love and light,
twas God's truth that won the fight.
it was the words that Goliath said,
made David know, this Giant's dead!
For those who bring hatred and disrespect, to the good, kind and circumspect know for sure, that God is the one with his might.
It is He who wins the fight.
Holy truth, goodness and right.
.
love was there,
I couldn't see her,
got caught  once again,
in red mist,
kicking for reactions,
with a litany long, list,
love doesn't act like this,
she hugs you closer,
plants a kiss,
on kicking boot, when hurled out door,
her sweet voice moans,
I love you more.
loves you, when you're at the gate,
swings on the axe,
that pounds out hate ,
love held you closer,
talks soft and low,
she understands your feeling so,
"at least" she whispers,
"you act so real,
when tormented by, the way you feel",
She never judges, never warns,
sits with you
all night and day,
she doesn't tell you "life is grand",
just feels your pain
holds your hand,
illuminates your pardon if you need,
kisses your wounds,
when you bleed,
she holds your face, tousles your hair,
rebuilds your temple,
with special care
hugs warmly, when you shake with fear,
i didn't know,  that she was there,
following down to depths of earth,
walks with you in fire,
rubs off the dirt,
she carries a light profound, from skies above,
the twinkling of stars,
white feathers, peace dove.
She is there for everyone,
all are equal under this sun.
sorry i fell
I wish i could tell it plain without hate
thanks to the dragon for the lessons I got
you were a good teacher
I didnt respect
I learned from an error
discovered to late
you taught me to get up close to my hate
a proper mate
thanks
the plants I use for trauma
are **** and aya
but the feds who are not aware of God who values Equity
think their 'views' are superior to the Torah
the Tanakh, The Old Testament and the Good Book.
God gave us all the herbs and all the plants
he created the seed
he created the sun
he created water
He is the God of the Hapless, the Widow, the Orphan
He is the God of Equity
who do the Feds/ Cops/ Gov think they are ??
to interfere with Gods laws?
I tried to get **** to get rid of my trauma
the ops that ***** me
made sure my **** was laced with Fetanal
No thanks
it does not stabalise my moods to spray a Sacred Healing Plant with noxious addictive and dangerous chemicals
It is infuriating being ripped off again, and again, and again, and again, again and again.
God never gave noxious chemicals in Genesis, he didn't create Fetanal or what ever 'rat poison' they sent this whistleblower
I do know how vice squad operate
they control vice
like Priests pimped kids who had 'fallen'
fallen meant they got ***** 'once'
so now they hoes....
God cried tooo
you would cry too
if it happened to you
insult to injuries
stabbing a fleeing person in the back
no dignity
no nobility
by those versed in law and religion
evil stalks the highest offices
He sent his Son,
his Word,
A gift from above,
His message is Love.
Thank you dear Father,
Thank you dear Mother,
Blessing all people,
Our sisters and brothers.
The Word that heals All.
I took his yoke
it's  easy,
He is the Way, the Truth, the Life,
Healing the pain,
let go of all strife.

.
When I talked my way out of danger, those Words were His.
Amor wakes pysche.
Every good deed and act of love, is alchemical gold, that cannot be bought or cannot be sold.
Truth be told.
Bound by their cords, no room to breathe, lips turned to blue, love forced to bleed. Hate pulls web tighter closer to him, she surrenders her body, bound to his sin. Hate drags her down in deaths despair, Fate whispers to her, have no fear. The more hate pulls the tighter the bond, lacking resistance love stumbles on. Clasped tightly in earth's iron snare, devoid of hope, no body cares. When all is lost her spirit weak, her Masters voice from way down deep, sustains her life His living Word. Love breaks free, panic sets in, hate pursues, now unravelling, their world is built on shifting sands, her Lord reaches down she grabs his hand. The condemned lie, burns in its own fury,  condemned by it's own judge, and jury.
For my people are stupid. They gave me no heed, they are foolish children. They are not intelligent. They are clever at doing wrong, but unable to do right.
For among my people are found wicked men, who lurk, like fowler lying in wait:they set up a trap to catch men.
what a creep
always trying to be someone
trample over everyone
to get to the top
sorry
the top won't allow
lying , double-crossing, wanna be, dishonest, dangerous, thieving, criminal , in their realm.
they tested everyone
especially me
you know me
so do they
i would forgive
i tried
but then I could see
you still an unrepentant wanna be
attacking me
for their attention
you got it
they watched you
while you watched me
#praydon'tprey
#notmyproblem
#notyourmirror
cry ,one of the two birds that delivers his pleasure,
impossibly, here for sure,nothing is less than nothing,
surmounted, surrounded, captured and grounded,
predated by a whole lot of somethings,
something always there to remind me,
something always there to catch with unsafety net,
something old,
something new,
something borrowed,
something blue.
When Maria Madalena went to the tomb, she was told her Lord was with the living not the dead
Zion I know your wounds are incurable
please don't give up
with God
even the impossible is possible
#impossibledream
#incurabledreamers

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