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Farah Taskin May 6
some poems are not poetic
some lovers are not romantic
some lives are not dramatic
TRUE DEVOTEES ARE NOT FANATIC
Parapsychological retrocession, Vernarth describes in the voice of the Apostle Saint John: “They were all coming from Capernaum, with the INRI inlaid shutters in each one's hands, in Alikantus in his frogs and“ V ”helmets and in Petrobus in his golden webbed fingers. They all walked unevenly, perhaps because from the Higher Consciousness he spoke of millions of years of his Demiourgy; Our Abba had leaned toward the south-central west, skewing the Planitis Gi by twelve degrees, causing him to change course to Nazareth. The miraculous thing was seeing how the Petrobus and Alikantus animals felt and saw sounds coming out of their mouths in octaves multiplied by eight; that is, sixty-four retrograde inverted notes. Averaging the notes that came backwards from being heard in his retro memo tune, perhaps diverting them to a hillside in Canaan. After such a miraculous phenomenon, the golden Gerakis alighted on the heads of the twelve Camels Gigas diverting them to Nazareth guiding them to an ancient stone where inscriptions in Hebrew-Aramaic "Scion-Branch" are sighted on the Betelgeuse sapphire in trillions of years anointing to Kafersesuh. They were all sweating on their Gigas camels like Nazarene princes, reigning from the soothing bifurcation like lithospheres even beyond the two-dimensional perception of mass-velocity in Nazareth, like a scion proclaiming the ominous prophetic of the Messiah proclaiming the Branch in sacred circulation, to have a Prooptikí 360 or 360 ° perspective, for the archaic worldview, in the cognitive perception of the ethical retentive to solve problems of eternity, predestined in a neurological, parapsychological-anthropological perspective and of Parallel Worlds, with the numerous mind that supplies all relief from the worst pain of not solving Everything for Everything, and perennially !, being housed a clone interpreter on the geodesy of Nazareth in its 14.14 square km, lying in the southern mountains of the lower Galilee, 10 km to the north of Mount Tabor and 23 km west of the Sea of Galilee. Miracles must be outlined between the extreme points of each indicative cross, the stature of the image between head and foot, the cosmogony of the link between Nazareth and Capernaum and vice versa, the mysteries of the silence of those who only see in the light and dark the repentance of the Cognoscere Mariano, would now be in front of everyone with the Gene of naivety. The Giga Camels tirelessly carried them with their wise plants from Capernaum. Here is the Miracle; They were in the fourteenth station in Jerusalem, then St. Ioannis, explained his autobiographies as a child with his family in Bethsaida. It was then from here that in some corner of their inspiration, that the valleys would turn towards another Katagogi or geological lineage of the peduncle of the Abbá, to present it on the table with renewed Bern olive oils, together with their parents, where they would leave directly and guided by the Royal Aetoi who had severed the claws of the Gerakis, to supplant them towards the stone of Nazareth in the unifloral of the flower bud or axon in the Virginal Cosmos.

Vernarth describes in the voice of Saint John: “The Archangel Uriel dictates him; Those who preach alone in the streets or on the corners preach the rejection of those who do not count how many times they approved or contested them, and at least the times more than in any extreme, had to be heard beyond the most distant nooks in the that they cannot be known to be recognized in the brambles of the Oetoí Eagles. " San Juan continues: “On this tacit diameter in the narrow part of the bergamot, towards the south, and opens through a narrow and sinuous gorge, towards the plain of Esdraelon. It would be indicated here as "the top of the mountain" where they wanted to knock Jesus down. " But the traditional place does not have a true ravine, as a story would seem to demand. Beyond only, towards spring in the town, is the so-called Fuente de la Virgen, in which María obtained the sacred water for her family there. "In this super diameter, Etréstles wanted to look for the childhood periods of the Messiah and thus be able to see him prosper in his evolution, but he knew that it could not be verified, perhaps the hidden mystery of the stem only grows in the discord of Nazareth, invaded by outsiders civilizations that did not allow them to stretch their limits beyond the entire concordant Universe. On Patmos I always had the precognition that above ..., above the doors of the unknown, there will be anti-material physiognomies that will move the outbreak that in twin earth would be housed in the peduncles of Judah. As we approached the perimeter of the city, we dared to cross, I thought that we would be greeted by a Gladius or a Caesar sentinel mastiff, who would ****** us from staying in the city of the Messiah's lineage, with fair prophecies uprooting themselves from anonymity, that they would go to incite him in the "Epigraph of Nazareth", the text of which contains the decree issued by another Roman emperor, not mentioned, which prohibits under penalty of death the robberies of graves, including those of relatives, or to change a body from one tomb to another. The date of registration is discussed. Someplace it at the beginning of the empire period; others in the 2nd century AD. It is highly unlikely that they have any direct bearing on the ignoble accusation made to us disciples that we had stolen the body of our Master and the curved stone of the aedicule. I keep rambling without exactitude of what I say, it is dozens of years without being here, I only know that I am attracted by the symmetry of the harmony of the pious cultivators of Nazareth. Just as I heard him when they were on the mound of a rosy vine near the house of Mary in Nazareth…, here Uriel describes them about Nicodemus:

Uriel says: (Meditation of Saint John the Apostle) “Nicodemus talks about the meaning of being born again and mentions the Kingdom of Heaven, very rare in the Johannine texts, Jesus was surprised, in synthesis to see that a teacher in Israel did not understand the discourse on rebirth in the spirit. Later, in the council of princes of the priests and Pharisees, Nicodemus defends Jesus by explaining to his companions that they must hear and investigate before making a final judgment. The question they ask may suggest that Nicodemus was a Galilean or it could be an irony of his companions. "

Isaías sings (bis): “The presence in a corresponding versed folio, relative to the prophecy of Immanuel born of a ******, who is associated with a similar Virgilian prophecy of Cumana, justifying its prophetic symbolism. Has the conflagration of the heart that resists death been unleashed and that agonizes several times in the...? The conditions wait for the apostates when they refuse the water that does not make them optimal, and makes the radius of obedience of the Vernarthian heart elliptical, full of granules of Physconia lumpy, whose frequency is embedded in treacherous bodies, reigns, and fungal lineages. The reign of the saints will judge plurality on the thrones with devastation in the fatuous beatifications in Pergamum, already admonished by Me. The well will dry up the frenzy of the walls in Nazareth with sweaty cutlasses that split the bergamot, in breviaries of the ashlar of the oak that fossilizes in the granules of the lumpy Physconia "
Codex XXV - Mundis Parallel Messiah of Judah II
umpteenth heat wave since onset of summer...
sizzles Delaware Valley today August 26th, 2022

Said geographical area composed of counties
located in Southeastern Pennsylvania,
South Jersey, Delaware, and
Eastern Shore of Maryland.

Sweltering temperatures
figuratively grip human zoo
bipedal hominids (yours truly,
an olive - garden variety simian)
seek much sought after shade
under whirled wide webbed yew
encompass vantage point to view
how flora and fauna cook née stew.

Weather records (temperature + heat index)
(one for the books) chart mercury
rising hot enough to melt tar,
which indicates global warming
quite evident I fear,
what with mean Fahrenheit degrees
from January – August 2022 (thus far)
noticeably above norm for this time of year
prognosticators foretell forecasts
per this third planet from the star,
which inhabitants upon Mother Earth
burden of responsibility must bear

billions of people wanton pollutants
ratchet up barometric millibar
dialing up greenhouse effect,
which serious scenario scientists fear
correlation from profligate offal ways
traced from freed genie in the jar,
no longer stretch of imagination
affects mankind did sear
since day of reckoning,
whence Prometheus set stage for war
pitting mankind against Gaia
urgent messages we fail to hear.

Dystopian forecast impossible mission to avoid
since doomsday thoughts pervade consciousness
after perusing newsworthy information
globe trotting correspondents riskily employed
imperiling their life and limb to acquire
truthful natural and/or human interest stories
occurring across all four corners
of oblate spheroid,
i.e. world wide web,
whereby Earth situated within nebulous void.

I try mine darndest to maintain optimistic aire
all the while gleaning apocalyptic intimations
courtesy human engineered phenomenon
all the more rhyme and reason to beware
**** sapiens on brink of armageddon,
especially when trustworthy cognoscere
painstakingly document their research
and without lacking hesitation declare

drastic paradigm shift away
from dependence on nuclear
energy and fossil fuels everywhere
else climate change could bitta bing
bitta bang hasten global warming,
where wicked watery wasteland
wreaks bleak soggy frontier
backed by popular demand
majority trumpets grandpoobear
for president, he who donned hair
actually he got bewigged courtesy fake
orange toupee, which got blown away
while he hoisted himself
with his own petard.

Imagine dragons if ye will - one immense
ferociously diametrically,
and climatological, cosmological,
geomorphological, meteorological phenomena
opposite that of Polar Vortex
(perhaps an apropos
nom de plume
would be Hades Furnace)
asphyxiating, clapping,
and encapsulating thee
entire oblate spheroid planet.

Judgement day could be similarly
blazing hot on the saddle, or cold
as a witch’s ***, which constant reminders
during Spartan, slated singe shearing,
stoic upbringing inured us Lutherans
to bite the figurative bullet
(which melted like caramel),
during those scorching, sea-sickening,
and sunstroke unbearable vaporizing winds.

No matter the temperature considerably cooler
holed deep within man cave
here within Lake Wobegon,
(especially with a box and desk fan
blowing pleasant air), nonetheless
I still lose out viz zit head by exertion
as a zero sum game.
Said geographical area composed of counties
located in Southeastern Pennsylvania,
South Jersey, Delaware, and
Eastern Shore of Maryland.

Sweltering temperatures
figuratively grip human zoo
bipedal hominids (yours truly,
an olive - garden variety simian)
seek much sought after shade
under whirled wide webbed yew
encompass vantage point to view
how flora and fauna cook née stew.

Weather records
(one for the books) chart mercury
rising hot enough to melt tar,
which indicates global warming
quite evident I fear,
what with mean temperatures
from January – August 2021 (thus far)
noticeably above norm for this time of year
prognosticators foretell forecasts
per this third planet from the star,
which inhabitants upon Mother Earth
burden of responsibility must bear
billions of people wanton pollutants
ratchet up barometric millibar
dialing up greenhouse effect,
which serious scenario scientists fear
correlation from profligate offal ways
traced from freed genie in the jar,
no longer stretch of imagination
affects mankind did sear
since day of reckoning,
whence Prometheus set stage for war
pitting mankind against Gaia
urgent messages we fail to hear.

Dystopian forecast impossible mission to avoid
since doomsday thoughts pervade consciousness
after perusing newsworthy information
globe trotting correspondents riskily employed
imperiling their life and limb to acquire
truthful natural and/or human interest stories
occurring across
all four corners of oblate spheroid,
i.e. world wide web,
whereby Earth situated within nebulous void.

I try mine darnedest to maintain optimistic aire
all the while gleaning apocalyptic intimations
courtesy human engineered phenomenon
all the more rhyme and reason to beware
**** sapiens on brink of armageddon,
especially when trustworthy cognoscere
painstakingly document their research
and without lacking hesitation declare

drastic paradigm shift away
from dependence on nuclear
energy and fossil fuels everywhere
else climate change could bitta bing
bitta bang hasten global warming,
where wicked watery wasteland
wreaks bleak soggy frontier
backed by popular demand
majority trumpets grandpoobear
for president, he who donned hair
actually he got bewigged courtesy fake
orange toupee, which got blown away
while he hoisted himself
with his own petard.

Imagine if ye will - one immense
ferociously diametrically,
and cosmologically phenomena
opposite that of Polar Vortex
(perhaps an apropos
nom de plume
would be Hades Furnace)
asphyxiating, clapping,
and encapsulating thee
entire oblate spheroid planet.

Judgement day could be similarly
blazing hot on the saddle, or cold
as a witch’s ***, which constant reminders
during Spartan, slated singe shearing,
stoic upbringing inured us Lutherans
to bite the figurative bullet
(which melted like caramel)
during those scorching, sea-sickening,
and sunstroke unbearable vaporizing winds.

No matter the temperature considerably cooler
holed deep within man cave
(especially with a box and desk fan
blowing pleasant air), nonetheless
I still lose out viz zit head by exertion
as a zero sum game.
sizzles Delaware Valley today July 16th, 2024

Said geographical area composed of counties
located in Southeastern Pennsylvania,
South Jersey, Delaware, and
Eastern Shore of Maryland.

Sweltering temperatures
figuratively grip human zoo
bipedal hominids (yours truly,
an olive - garden variety simian)
seek much sought after shade
under whirled wide webbed yew
offering protection from the sheltering sky,  
which heavenly reflection within
shining sea witnesses wahoo,
whereat fisherman angling
to encompass vantage point to view

how flora and fauna cook née stew
scorched wildlife
postpone impossible mission
to search and rescue
despite bucket brigade lined in a queue
to stanch imminent wildfires
sparked by lightning striking
dry as kindling tinder
linkedin with El Niño and climate change
omnipresent phenomenon offered preview

Weather records
(one for the books) chart mercury
rising hot enough to melt tar,
which indicates global warming
quite evident I fear,
what with mean temperatures
from January – July 2024 (thus far)
noticeably above norm for this time of year
prognosticators foretell forecasts
per this third planet from the star,
which inhabitants upon Mother Earth
burden of responsibility must bear

billions of people wanton pollutants
ratchet up barometric millibar
dialing up greenhouse effect,
which serious scenario scientists fear
correlation from profligate offal ways
traced from freed genie in the jar,
no longer stretch of imagination
affects mankind did sear
since day of reckoning,
whence Prometheus set stage for war
pitting mankind against Gaia
urgent messages we fail to hear.

Dystopian forecast impossible mission to avoid
since doomsday thoughts pervade consciousness
after perusing newsworthy information
globe trotting correspondents riskily employed
imperiling their life and limb to acquire
truthful natural and/or human interest stories
occurring across all four corners of oblate spheroid,
i.e. world wide web,
whereby Earth situated within nebulous void.

I try mine darndest to maintain optimistic aire
all the while gleaning apocalyptic intimations
courtesy human engineered phenomenon
all the more rhyme and reason to beware
**** sapiens on brink of armageddon,
especially when trustworthy cognoscere
painstakingly document their research
and without lacking hesitation declare

drastic paradigm shift away
from dependence on nuclear
energy and fossil fuels everywhere
else climate change could bitta bing
bitta bang hasten global warming,
where wicked watery wasteland
wreaks bleak soggy frontier
backed by popular demand
majority trumpets grandpoobear
for president, he who donned hair
actually he got bewigged courtesy fake
orange toupee, which got blown away
while he hoisted himself
with his own petard.

Imagine if ye will - one immense
ferociously diametrically,
and cosmologically phenomena
opposite that of Polar Vortex
(perhaps an apropos
nom de plume
would be Hades Furnace)
asphyxiating, clapping,
and encapsulating thee
entire oblate spheroid planet.

Judgement day could be similarly
blazing hot on the saddles, or cold
as a witch’s ***, which constant reminders
during Spartan, slated singe shearing,
stoic upbringing inured us Lutherans
to bite the figurative bullet
(which melted like caramel)
during those scorching, sea-sickening,
and sunstroke unbearable vaporizing winds.

No matter the temperature considerably cooler
holed deep within man cave
(especially with central air conditioning
set at seventy degrees and a box and desk fan
blowing pleasant air), nonetheless
I still lose out viz zit head by exertion
as a zero sum game.

— The End —