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Has come, to the now
Has come, to the now! The Era of all Things possible.
Neighing impossibilities fall.
Comes now, acquaintance known of endless flow,
the interlaced, and the in graphed.
Adherences are shown in tangential wisdoms of multi-dimensional discoveries.
Unveiling the changeless expansions to all, within completed mind designs.
Rev. J.G.S
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Remember Me,
Remember Me,
to all the ages of what will be a vapor.
Remember Me,
in all the times of joy and horror.
Remember Me,
when all your dreams come and go.
Remember Me,
when you need my soul to carry on.
Remember Me,
to all that you long for.
Remember Me,
when all this life has failed you.
Remember Me,
to the veil that has torn.
Remember Me,
just Remember Me!
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Circled by foe
Circled by foe, and compassed about,
The leading masses so tossed with doubt.
To bring the rest to shame of war,
with whom our stand, they do abhor.
Engulfed in thought, and intent of heart,
does leave us both a world apart.
So given to fear and lie so taught,
do give their lives in exchange for naught.
The Rev.
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"The Ancient’s Heart expands for all"
"The Ancient’s Heart expands for all"!
To rise, above the "hued one’s fall". Enveloped, beyond the finite’s grasp, to hide us from the tempest wrath. To pay the lot the law now states, by all accounts did seal our fate. Released, from that which turned His face. To show the Spirit’s eternal grace. Which resides in us, "His Holy Place"
"For us, reveled in Him, "His Holy Grace". For all to know, as we are know, that all aMore ... |
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O’ weep of night
O’ weep of night, and woeful cries,
a tearful heart of which relies,
upon the soul to bring the lie,
of peace into a broken sky.
O’ to sing among the trees of light,
beyond this place woeful night,
to suffer among the trees of blight,
now so steeped in shallow ground,
do weave in heart to bring them bound,
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The waters of time are slowing,
The waters of time are slowing,
and in this current of spirit is showing,
a place called "there", and in this flow to which we now adhered,
is longingly sought for and revered.
"Being" is that which is sorely brought to all that man tastes and feared.
" We groan in that which we all have been", but removed.
From this, to "there" which all one are behooved.
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