final option: exit in sight
shall i walk this way?

rachel, eva and samuel being in the room
my tribewords for what i consider family

final option: exit in sight
shall i walk this way?

while you are remaining in this room of memories
while samuel is crying
while eva is sobbing
rachel - dem kid's mother - being desperate

you know what rachel?
we are akin to each other
like characters in sentences:
dots

unlike the undertones of
exclamation marks and exclamation points

samuel is crying
eva is sobbing
cause you guys are in another city
far away

you sent me a message:
"i have to protect the children"

tell me:

from whom?
from what?

estimate: how many fathers does a child have?
spell out how
man and woman
wife and husband

become able to defend and favor their
shadows lips and wishes

is there any meaning?
am i flaying my skin daily?
i am not a snake
i am darkness and light
like the rest of us
bizarre billions made of
languages moral values religions

do i have to skin myself daily?
does this have to mean even a bit?

i don't know bambina
but i am sensing that we are ONE:

blood boomerangs bound
boomerangs bound blood
blood bound and boomerangs

the devil cracked our bound
he grinned and said:
"my lost son i am
looking at you: a man full of doubts

ain't no thang though
i am confirming on oath:
i will be getting rid of your doubts
colorfully
they will be gone

we just need a gimmick

hereby i am passing on the golden goblet to you
there is some stuff in it
to be found in lies and magic"


young jeezy (me ok)

harold hunter (kids, larry clark)

falco (rock me amadeus)

ali (mobster)

dmx (my ******)

fassbender (angst essen seele auf, in englisch: fear eats up your soul)

robin williams (comedian?)

benjamin von stuckrad-barre (writer and addict)

whitney houston (who was really crying?)

angelina jolie (in the land of milk and honey)

sigmund freud (will you lead me to the origins of golem?)


they daily drank from the goblet
the list of my friends is long and enduring

some of 'em died
some continued to live
some decayed with numb limbs
in musty chambers
closed curtains

glossing ghosts above the head of
west indian archie
once a powerful gangster now a broke burnout

but this is one of many countless chapters
my son
ain't we good together boy?

i am confirming on oath:
i will be getting rid of your doubts
colorfully
they will be gone

successful people drink from the goblet;
they are in charge of their lifes
my son

the golden goblet is like heat in the coldness
the golden goblet is like cooling down in the heat of the desert

water
purity
nature and leaves
chemistry and magic

my friends are global
my friends are cosmopolits
by the time some lose the "r" on their path:
they become fiends

but this is one of many countless chapters
my son
ain't we good together boy?

all cultures
all religions
all languages

all my friends love the golden goblet
more than themselves
cause the golden goblet procures them

dear deception

all my friends don't love themselves anymore
but the golden goblet
all my friends don't love themselves anymore
but the golden goblet

devils hang out beyond rehab centres
they listen to the
conversations of addicts
they want to figure out their weaknesses
analyze and exploit them

devil flapped his arms
high up in the skies
cheating god's position
between trees and snowwhite castles in bavaria a state of germany

while the devil was listening to the addicts he held
the golden goblet under the moon's reflections thereupon

the golden goblet was ablazed with light
like a constellation superior to the earthly ghosts of weakness
the golden goblet sparkled

the addicts perceived it
as children perceive candy
as teenagers perceive the defeatable supremacy of grown-ups

they perceived the sparkling
as if you were listening to your favourite song

addiction is emotional
addiction is the blind quest for meaning

the golden goblet twinkled over the roofs of the bavarian rehab centre
and one of the addicts a young woman
looked up into the blackness of heaven
frankly speaking it was sparkling everywhere

the woman suddenly thought:
i have twins
i worked as a *******
i am not permitted to see my kids

in deliverances she spoke:
"i was a *****"
"i have twins"
"i order 'em precious clothes"

a sheen coming from the devil's
pupil
as she expressed her fate

she sighed and said:
"nut doc give me prescription... first i
don't wanna take 'em ***** though
they called (...)
and (...)
and (...)
and (...)

after slinging though" she proceeded with a shivering voice
" my feeling like gold"

her mouth opened widely as if she was hungry
golden sheen

a darkred eyebrow
vibrating ******
bald head full of

holes scars blood

since the beginning of memorizing
devil has been breeding horror:

not to mention the death of g.t.
leaving parents in a daze

not to mention the death of a.k.
leaving siblings in a daze

not to mention when a mother passed away: t.z.
leaving children in a daze

since day one devil has been embroiled in torment
born from the fight of brightness and night
the creature awoke

only in darkness
hidden by the star's twilight
beyond distances
we recognize him

when he is far away from us
like glorified past
on earth though
he embodies the shape of human beings
to be between us
to expose our weaknesses
that's his guzzling his brew and his - blessing

our failing strenghtens him
he be muscle

our illness strenghtens him
he be tizzop

The Again And Again Praise

Jesus, Heavenly

Father,

Thank you for the

again and again

Answers,

Blessings,

Deliverances,

I know that I need you still again and again,

However,

I know that the battle you have already won,

Jesus I know and before all declare you as my

Savior,

And God’s son,

Yet,

Having said all that,

This does not mean that I will not have to come

to you again and again,

You are aware of this and that is how you said

for it to be,

Depending on you for all and everything,

I thank you for always making provision for all

my needs and

for totally forgiving my sins, taking away

penalties and understanding me,

I so dearly need your help,

Deliverance,

Care,

Love,

Acceptance,

Forgiveness,

And,

Protection,

Every kind of blessing that I am in advance

thanking you for

and that I am always confessing again and again,

When my enemies try to make me ashamed that I

need you again and again,

Strengthen me Lord Jesus with your anointed

caring favor,

When I fall weak from the battle at your alter

sometimes in despair,

Please send the help that I prayed for and need

from far and near,

You are the God who never sleeps or

Forgets anything ever except my sins,

So again and again here I am,

Pouring out my heart,

Anguish,

Despondency,

Frustration,

Dilemmas,

Predicaments,

Disappointments,

Stress and troubles,

And yes,

As usual,

I need you again and again,

Sometimes it is family troubles,

Sometimes it is marriage difficulties,

Sometimes my selfish unforgiving attitude,

Yet, forgiveness is what I’ll need the most,

Sometimes it is financial crisis,

Sometimes it is flesh control issues that may be,

Gluttony,

******,

Dishonesty,

Cursing,

Profanity,

Temper,

Neglect,

And yes, I need deliverance form these or that,

Most times it may be deliverance from cruel

enemies that are quite shrewd,

That plan my demise constantly and down fall,

The strife and ending of my life,

They plot and schedule my humiliation and

disgrace,

They put me on display the same way they did

you on many a day,

They strategize my dilemmas,

They set up the trials and trauma that bring tears

to my face,

But,

Again and again,

You send your deliverance,

You apply your mercy and grace,

You grant the favor and answers to my petitions,

All my trespasses and sins under your salvation

plan are totally forgiven,

And although I learn righteous lessons through

the trials and the load I through humility bear,

Still,

Again and again I thank you for always blessing

me,

Sending deliverance and,

Again,

Always being there.

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Life, a garland of fury
in an uneasy head, harvesting
diadem of victory.

It's time to take stock in a life
full of fury, sandcastle building
and counting in sandstorm,
yet laying golden eggs in
the heaps of troubles!

Century upon century
millennium upon millennium
life defined by some as mere
hunted castle in stalked history
or dead living story!

Life, a wheeling infinity
harvesting profundity of
love and hate in emblems
of glory and gloom
fantasies and realities
troubles and deliverances!

Life, boundless Abyss
where all things rise and fall!

Life, a psychedelia
in psychedelic drugs?
Maybe!

New times have emerged to the sea from the vail of the God to
weigh less than 250, thus I've beaten the curve
Drowning and weighing down on me the universe a simplex not succinct not disowning
However while I rot upon the statuary complaints of civilization
laws reform people are torn and small edible killing jellyfish make to the shore
Undecided we the denizens awaiting, a peace and safety yet grueling and feisty
the nuances meanders led to the God born... river
Set me down forgive me of my transgressions.
I have often prayed
Yet waiting, stalwart, indemnity, masses of citizens waiting in the fray

They stamp gold on the classes which are stamped of gold and silver
And when the future lays procured the amplified night for dreams that
simple answers are not the truths served and deliverances for thee who observed...
Sins inundate churning faces believing revolution but the faces of simple skatch
and perceive the deceiving...
universes still await the derision of strength and humanity in tow

Mercy And Thanks.... the Med Workers

Assimilation fraying from the jasmine touch
of fellowship hands
Not bundled scrunched at each elbow knuckle but the forward
Systemary kind that unwind yet avail  and follow each touch
Not supine more smooth and  frenetic
Voiding the march of bellowing disingenuous... malady
Jabbing at old and meek and tender and schoolchildren young
With arced veiled perceptions tongues
woven through smashing gowns ether imbibed
Watch turquois green and yellow badly fade entwined
An atrophy sciatic and we swerve dissed by the
citizens own bell curve
Trinity strife four medic sleds sinuous a sine
clocks hammer the rite
and across plateaus inside and the sign out strikes twice
For a colloquial apothecary yet together
meritocracy clematis vines
Caves swords docents shields asepsis renderings of
this St Francis had promised...
The flock reviewed was brought forth from the dank to wield distant forgotten pretenders, beings
****** to ascension of lows in the mist
Risked absolution heaving Thorazine or Epinephrine versus palaces inculcated by furious mitochondria disinformations
Having whisked the surface a thousand and various times with paces whence knighted... fly with the nimbus flight from the tree of life's deliverances
What little freedoms suture and long staid academic lights shattering gluttony of words and chemicals know
The avenue of contours of the sewn epidemic batting 650 evens the worlds winks of REM shot glass in tow
Tis a virtue of no lithe usurpation and
forged pandering foe...
In the nights the fires the ambulances the bland rice dinner and back through snow
One more streaming fortune that mitigating the hands across virtue wouldn't let go
Butcher the gloves that sense the fear for the work by the medical community shines of the good work  lands great work as ever we could know