Thursday, November 28, 2024

"Life is Cheaper These Days for All Kinds of Reasons, and... I Am Incredibly Grateful that I Don't Have Any of Those Reasons."

God Poet Transmitting.......


It crossed my mind... this morning... that today is Thanksgiving. I hadn't thought much about it lately; was I less grateful, now that the years begin to speak in tongues and roll around on the floor inside my head? Maybe I am getting too much sun because I don't understand what I just said; “oh, you poor man! Come on up out of this heat and sit on the porch with us and I'll fix you a nice mint julep.” I don't think I've ever had a mint julep. It sounds kinda gay.


I kept thinking. Was I less grateful now than I have been? Then it dawned on me. I start every day with a prayer of gratitude before The Sun, and my days are filled with spontaneous outbursts of gratitude... in an atmosphere of sotto voce. I am grateful all day long now, as much grateful for what is... as for what is not; grateful for things that do not happen... or stand around waiting to happen... in a climate of apprehension, and grateful again... that I do not worry even a little bit about The Future cause The Future is Now! I don't worry about anything.


Now I am really thinking about that and it's true. I do not worry at all. I might even change my social media icon to Alfred E. Neuman, but then I realize that he didn't worry because he is an idiot. I don't think I'm an idiot and then it hits me that I can't be an idiot because I think. Just my saying I don't think I am an idiot is proof that I am not an idiot. More people should try that cause it is a big help in threading your way through the idiots who stand around like schools of fish, watching banks of televisions through store windows.


These days, Black Friday is more interesting and more important than Thanksgiving which precedes it. I don't think about Black Friday at all, except to remember not to go anywhere on that day.


Let me see... what am I thankful for? I am thankful for the motivation to keep to myself because I vastly prefer the company of my invisible friends to the company of other people. It's not that I don't like other people. I don't really think about that either. I try to be gracious when I see them, but... I don't miss them when they're gone, and it's not like I can't wait for them to be gone. That never crosses my mind either. Yes... I am really grateful that I feel this way.


I am grateful... immensely grateful for not wanting anything. I suppose there are a few things that I would want, but they are on their way to me, and wanting them won't make them get here faster. It will actually make the wait seem longer and I'm not waiting anyway.


My ships are coming in all over the place. I see their tall masts and white sheets of sail, but not much else... because they are just over the horizon line. For some reason, I am certain that these are my ships. Mostly because no one else seems to be aware of them.


Even though they are my ships, I don't think of them as my ships. I don't think of anything being mine and that's a relief. Possessions are a weight, whether they are on your back or in your mind. They will weigh you down. I can see this is true when I look at other people. I can't always see what they are laboring under, but I can see that something is holding them down.


This reminds me of the times I have been in the rural areas of poor countries. The people are unfailingly generous and hospitable. They don't have much but it doesn't seem to bother them. So I look closely at them... to see if I can spot the reason for their lightness of being, and it doesn't take long for me to see... that it is their sense of community that accounts for their good-natured ways.


Then my mind will flash on the times I have been Uptown in New York City or London... Paris; Budapest was an exception. However in all those places and many others like them... there is this heaviness in the air. People are more likely to be grim. There is a real joy deficit in these locations. People are generally meaner and less approachable.


I realize it is because they have too much stuff. The other people... in the poorer lands did not have too much stuff. Surely that is the reason that those... with every reason to be happier... were actually miserable, and why those with reason to feel a sense of lack... did not seem to be lacking anything essential. Life is filled with ironies like this.


People have been increasingly more worried in recent years. They were fed endless lines of bullshit, and... because it was served to them warm, they ate it. Some came back for second helpings. Some got used to waiting in line for their regular servings. The brainwashing is incredible. It turns out that the migrant thing is an economic scam by venture capitalists, and it's the same thing with Climate Change. However... because people are getting stupider, you have Climate Zombies marching somewhere, I'm not sure where, and I know they don't know.


I am incredibly thankful that I am not one of these people. I do feel bad for them but if you stop them and tell them they are going the wrong way, they will snarl at you and wave their signs in a threatening manner. It's like abortion hysteria. People are getting pregnant just to have an abortion. Other people get pregnant so they can revel in the early joys of pregnancy and then they get an abortion. They just wanted to see what it was like and then they got addicted to the process.


It's like the people who get a dog for their kids to play with over summer vacation and then kick it out of the car at a rest stop. This is a very common thing. Life is a lot cheaper these days for all kinds of reasons, and... I am incredibly grateful that I don't have any of those reasons. The reason you see people treating life with such unfathomable cruelty and disdain... is due to the ones being treated this way... having previously treated others in similar fashion... at an earlier time. The only way to get off that carousel is to stop doing it, but if you say anything to them, you will get snarled at again.


A lot of people are now very happy that Trump is president. A smaller amount of people... still a considerable number... are deeply unhappy that he is president. Some numbers of people are extremely apprehensive about the fact that he is not president yet. All kinds of things could happen still. There have been more chemtrails in recent times than I have ever seen before. It is about ten times as much. Someone is trying to get their licks in, and very little is being said about it anywhere. I wonder why that is?


The 15-minute cidiots are on the march in serious fashion and that's not going to end well. They are going to be winding up with graveyards even larger than the ones they have for electric cars. The Earth is a massive graveyard. I suppose you know this. Everything that is made is made from something that used to be alive. That is the nature of things in the vales of mortality. The good news... if it is good news... is that all of it will be animated again, and nothing is ever dead to begin with. Yeah... that's good news and bad news.


However... my cup runneth over and I am pretty sure about the goodness and mercy too. It's all about where I put my treasures... and those ships on the horizon are not running low at the waterline... because they are not carrying heavy things. It's not because I do not have a tsunami of blessings coming, I do indeed, but it is already hard for me to keep track of the blessings that are presently raining down on me.


Because my attention was often elsewhere in earlier times. I did not realize how many blessings I had. I was mistaking them for something else or they didn't seem as important as I now know them to be. As time has passed, I can more clearly see what is and is not a blessing, and it occurs to me that I am an extremely rich fellow. I mean... I am staggeringly rich. Why... I have only to step outside and LITERAL rivers of gold will pour down on me. I can see them streaming by through the window as I write this post. The Good Lord was kind enough to blow the chemtrails to somewhere else for the day.


I can close my eyes and be in Paradise if I want to, and that is because my ships are not riding low in the water and... because I have nothing pulling me away from Paradise to the countless false paradises that people are caught up in at this very moment.


I heard a rapper talking about how he can get turkey any time so why should he care about having it today. HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!! What has that got to do with Thanksgiving? I mean, yeah... lots of people will be eating turkey, but... man! I feel sorry for that guy. Somebody really switched his road signs around.


I'm not having turkey. I'm having heaping plates full of gratitude. I look at how beautiful it is. I savor each bite, knowing that the one responsible for all these blessings is enjoying them through me. I know... as I am eating... that this gratitude will become a part of me. One day, I will be nothing but gratitude... swimming in gratitude, like the dolphins riding the waves upon God's Ocean of Love, because that is what they think it is, and thinking makes it so.


I am doing really well. Anyone would be if they had more blessings than they could count, and especially when gratitude is more important than keeping score, and rather than having things to be grateful for, I am grateful just to be grateful. Man! There's nothing like it! The very sense of gratitude is a stamped passport to Heaven on Earth... wherever you may be. It's said you can't take it with you, but they are definitely not talking about what I am talking about, cause you can take it with you, and toss it... like iridescent rose petals... of everlasting wonder... to every side of you as you pass by. Ain't Love grand? It wouldn't be without gratitude.


Dear God! Please... let as many people as are able... feel the degrees of gratitude that I feel today. Hallelujah, Lord!!! It really cannot be put into words, and...



... one last thing.






... yet another thing. Do you think this lady is grateful?







End Transmission.......




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Monday, November 25, 2024

"When is The Mind The Devil? It is Whenever and Wherever I... Me... and Mine are Present and Running The Shop."

God Poet Transmitting.......


God is in control not The Mind. This is the struggle... the daily battle... that every separated mind engages in all the time. In most cases, there is no sense of any conflict because The Mind is firmly in charge. This is especially true in times of runaway Materialism. The Dream Fog becomes opaque and it is hard to see anything... most especially yourself. Life is a mirror and 500 tons of dust falls on The Earth every day. It's a matter of mathematics.


I'm tired of saying, Do the Math... mostly because I am pretty sure that no one does. It's like telling someone to take a hike. Nobody goes on a hike. They might leave, cause that's what it means, but they don't take a hike or jump off a bridge; not usually anyway. It's an idiom. Perhaps it means that only idiots would take a hike or do the math and idiots are not good at math.


We've talked about The Dreaming State often here, and there are people who are literally dreaming, and everyone... in certain moments engages in daydreaming; ♫ somebody spoke and I went into a dream ♫


The process of spiritual evolution occurs in stages of waking up... becoming more aware. It happens to larger groups of people when one age shifts into another... such as what is taking place now. It has two aspects... which are a real awakening and a false awakening, and that is where Woke comes from. Woke is when you go from one dreaming state to another dreaming state that is being manipulated by The Dream Merchants. It's like when you are dreaming and you think you are awake but you are still dreaming. Sometimes that can lead to a nightmare.


God is everywhere present... in one way or another. People who have sufficiently awakened are aware of The Presence of God in every action they engage in. It is kind of like saying; no matter where you are standing, you are standing on holy ground, and everything you do has spiritual implications. If it is true... as you think it... it is true as you experience it and that is why The Mind is your best friend or your worst enemy.


If The Mind is allowed to do as it pleases... then no matter what direction you are headed in, you are going to Hell. It is the nature of The Mind to always arrive there no matter where it thinks it is going. This is similar to walking in circles when you are lost in The Woods. (hah!!! I wrote 'words' instead of 'woods')


The personal mind is The Devil... insofar as there is a devil. I have personally met him now and then... when I encounter someone who is thoroughly corrupt in a carnal fashion and I see myself in them as once I must have been. I do not mean carnal in the sense of appetites. I mean it in the sense of perspective. When is The Mind The Devil? It is whenever and wherever I... Me... and Mine are present and running The Shop. It is present in every state of attachment; at every point where it 'thinks' it is in control because it is not in control. Only The Divine is in control.


This is the meaning of being Fallen. It is consciousness when it is separated from God. In reality, there is only one mind, any other perspective is not reality. I have been in this state for periods of time, and during those times... thoughts become as palpable as words are in other times. Telepathy is the natural state. I have not been able to maintain this state consistently, and it never comes about by intention on my part. It happens when The Goddess Kundalini activates, and that is an ongoing process.


Earlier I said, If it is true as you think it... it is true as you experience it. I realize statements like that can be confusing but it is the best I can do in this framework. What I really meant has to do with whether The Mind is channeling or blocking. I do not mean that in the same way that people who call themselves Channelers do. That is another permutation of Woke. Everything has to do with The Light... which is also a form of living consciousness. You block it or you don't block it.


Everything we do is either permitting or obstructing The Light of God... which is The Mind of God. Those who have HAD THIS PERFECTED in them have a corona around their heads which is visible. I have seen this a time or two around realized beings. The mind of God is not being obstructed by the separated mind, by The Human Personality. Children have this because they are not yet separated in themselves... due to the process of puberty.


I'm sure you have seen the shining face of childhood now and again. The objective of life... since the process of puberty is unavoidable and divinely intended... is to attain Regenerated Innocence. The alternative... which is far more common, and... most especially in Times of Material Darkness... is senility. It's like Awakened and Woke... sane and delusional... spiritual and carnal... courageous and craven. The dancing and dueling opposites... the interplay of light and shadows.


We are all meant to fall into material consciousness because this is how God explores The World. It is why there are 12 astrological signs and 3 decanates of each so that God can get a 360-degree perspective, being a part of everyone at the same time. Once a soul has exhausted their capacity to continue with the facade of external life, The Path of Return opens before them. The Prodigal Son heads homeward. This is... most of the time... not something accomplished in a single lifetime.


Presently The World is divided into two camps of... those becoming sane and those becoming crazier than they were, due to cooperation with... or resistance to... The Force of Awakening... that is acting on every single one of us. Those who have appointed themselves to be rulers over us are the craziest of the bunch.


Take Climate Change. Climate Change is real, BUT... the idea that anything can be done about it is not real. Some of the people selling this bullshit actually believe something can be done, BUT the people they work for know it is a scam. All of them have some amount of what I call, The Gollum Syndrome. Remember as Gollum continued to possess The Ring he came more and more to hate The Sun, and then to hate The Moon as well? Then he went into the caverns of The Earth to escape their light.


Satanists are like this and those who work for them or... are influenced by them, all have some degree of The Gollum Syndrome. The real Satanists hate The Light... and these are the ones I was talking about... when I said that The Devil is the personal or separated mind... when it is wholly given over to carnal attractions, and this covers a wide spectrum, so... you have those who are consciously evil... and do evil for the thrill it gives them, and then... you have everyone else who is headed that way but hasn't yet experienced The Dark Initiation.


Everything that exists on The Spiritual Plane has its counterpart in The Lower Regions, according to the maxim of... as above, so below. The Spiritual Plane is where The Genuine Article resides. The Lower Plane is where you find the counterfeits of The Genuine Article. These are corruptions.. distorted mirror images of The Real Thing. They are mockeries of the original, but they pass for identification of a sort down here... where like attracts like, as it does everywhere else.


When you go higher up or lower down, you have only like and like. It is only on this plane that you get both. Well... this plane has several levels. All of them do.


If you wish to bring your mind into alignment with The One Mind, here is a discipline/ritual that will prove to be of remarkable usefulness to those capable of employing it. Go and take a seat before The Sun... consciously empty your mind and heart of all thought and feeling... engage in a complete letting go... while focused on The Sun. Maintain this state for as long as you can do so comfortably... so that it doesn't affect your mindset of letting go... and surrendering all thought of self... to the living consciousness of The Sun. Obviously, your eyes would be closed.


Consciously put your mind in a sympathetic harmony with the consciousness of The Sun. Hold it there... because... for as long as you can do this... The Sun will be responding. It might take a few efforts to come to an awareness of what is happening. However... if you are persistent... and sincere... you will get results.


It's all in the hands of The Sun. You do nothing yourself, BUT... your mindset permits The Sun to do what The Sun does when you take such a posture. This is a timeless effort that has been going on for countless years. It has been the way to freedom for everyone who could manage to allow it to happen.


It is always happening... since the dawn of time, whether anyone is engaged or not. The Sun radiates the reality of transformation into The Body of Glory for everyone who wants it more than anything else. The Holy Guardian Angel oversees the process. It's happening to all of us this very moment, BUT... it is happening in degrees of slow-motion because ordinary evolution is really... really slow. Success is speedy for the energetic, and...



... one last thing.






End Transmission.......



Today's Song is the first one I've done on my own (even though we do nothing on our own). It's called;





Here are the lyrics=



♫ Poor Michelangelo came and went

He'd like to come back but the art world's bent

no angels are drinking the sleep from his eyes

in a world of beautiful lies


They point to a thing that doesn't exist

they tell you it's real. oh they insist

but you can see it's not really there

and what's your problem..? nobody cares


I slept through my life

and never got wise

no angels were drinking

the sleep from my eyes

in a world filled with beautiful lies

in a world filled with beautiful lies


the truth that we knew it came and went

that's not the truth it's not what I meant

I'm trying to wash the sleep from my eyes

in a world of beautiful lies


forever and ever and where does it end

in empty places, no one can name

in ignorant wars, no one can win

but hey we've still got original sin


I slept through my life

and never got wise

no angels were drinking

the sleep from my eyes

in a world filled with beautiful lies

in a world filled with beautiful lies


We don't know if it's real or not

will it be better than what we got

was it a voice I heard in the crowds

the substance of dreams is like clouds


it's so very simple you learn to stand still

life is an ocean and you drink your fill

and the angels are happy you're no longer lost

In a world of beautiful lies


I woke up in life

I'm much wiser now

cause angels are drinking

the sleep from my eyes

and there are no more beautiful lies

and there are no more beautiful lies ♫






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Wednesday, November 20, 2024

"Some Amount of What Exists... Beyond The Range of The Senses... is Also Beyond The Reach of Words to Describe It."

God Poet Transmitting.......


In The East... The idea of The Divine Mother is better understood than it is in The West. Some cultures in The West have matriarchal cultures, but that is not the same thing; I am referring to Latin America. Those are also the cultures where women are treated worse than in other cultures. You can argue about it, but... I recommend you study the matter. I think it has to do with that inherent insecurity called machismo. It's even worse in The Middle East.


The West usually sees God as father figure; Our Father who art in Heaven. This is all just more anthropomorphism. Yes... the two interactive expressions of the... same... force... particularized according to function... have a male and female aspect, BUT... they both divide out of an Impersonal Self that can (and does) operate as either one.


It confuses people; is God The Father or... is God The Mother or... is that which is ineffable neither of these? All of them are true and all of them work very well as an initial focus where... nothing more is needed... not really.


It can create complexity though. Hah! What do you know? It is the very source of complexity to begin with... via The Mind.


Still... in a practical sense... it can have consequences. When you pass (die) or transition (snicker)... upon leaving the body... you will... after a bit of sequencing (or not) wind up initially headed for The Sun, but... if that becomes too bright and gets intimidating... you will veer toward a softer light. Then... that light might become too bright and so on and so forth. I don't have the space to get into this and there is the question of whether I possess the necessary information as well. (grin).


It's that Sun and Moon thing, which involves the interaction of the two principles we are discussing here. Are you bound for rebirth or not?


In The Hindu Tradition, there are other non-physical realms called Lokas. In The Buddhist Tradition, they have something similar called Bardos. Lokas have a bit more permanence than Bardos; Bardos are more like intermediate stages of transition. Still... an argument could be made that they are very similar, and really, who knows? Maybe it's just semantics again. Quite often it is a matter of semantics... more than you might think actually... unless you are anti-semantic.


The Traditions say that there are Bardos and Lokas (of equal numbers) above and below the physical plane. You can think of them as being differentiated by degrees of density. The less-dense... the more Heavenly. The more dense... the more Hellish.


All of this is presented as a preface... an introduction to something else. This is not gospel. It is a rough outline. Some amount of what exists... beyond the range of the senses... is also beyond the reach of words to describe it.


I am trying to write my way into a more comfortable place to talk about God The Father and God The Mother. Yes... God is both, and you can choose either as the idea appeals to you or... you can do what many people do... in an unwitting fashion, and externalize both of them into other people. There's an argument for that too.


Here is how I go about it and I find it works nicely. I see The Divine Mother as everything external to me and celebrate her as Lady Nature, which... of course... she is. She is... however... also Lady Higher Nature and we will get to that eventually. She is also what composes our bodies. She is the source of their components.


I see The Divine Father as that which is internal. One is external and one is internal and both of them are the same thing... behind the roles of male and female... which this one thing presents as... in The Dvaita Dynamic of opposites... interacting for the purpose of providing... The World for The Purpose of Demonstration.


The female aspect draws in the male aspect for the purpose of union and propagation; to make more of itself. The Thing Itself remains above and beyond all of these cycling states of change. The Female aspect is magnetic at the sexual end and electric in The Mind. The male aspect is electric at the sexual end and magnetic in The Mind; oh! I just love his mind! And I read Playboy for the articles.


What I am saying is that The Divine Mother... in the manifest sense is... EVERYTHING. She is The World and also rules The World... despite what you might think otherwise because she is also health and death. She gives birth and she releases you from the form she provided.


The Divine Father is The Seed Principle; the life (light) in the seed. At one level or another we already know all of this... at least in part... because life demonstrates it all the time all around us. You could say The Divine Father is The Idea, and The Divine Mother is The form. Keep in mind that everything is female to God.


So... yes... it is all one big sex act at every level where opposites still interact. You could... if you had finer sensibilities... like me (heh heh) see it all as a grand romance, and also... an endless longing that will never be sated in... the... fashion... that external dynamics indicate; not down here anyway.


If you look in the right places, and... increasingly... even if you don't, you are hearing about some big world-changing event that is supposed to be coming up. They say it is why Musk wants to go to Mars (even if women are from Venus; which rhymes with something else.) It is why all The Elite are building these bunkers and robot servants. HAHAHAH!!!!!!! Ah! Sigh... There is no fool like a fool who thinks he knows what he is doing and has the money to prove it.


The most profound truth I can think of AND put into words is; God is REAL. You really need to consider this, especially if you have not already factored it into your plans for surviving this... event; or whatever it is. I want to say that it amuses me what these cinderblock heads get up to, but... truly... it just makes me sad, so... I don't spend a lot of time thinking about what happens to people who don't give a shit about anyone but themselves. It's how they got rich in the first place, AND... what drove them to it? Fear was at the core of it, fear and hunger. In any case... they went in the wrong direction.


The absolute key to existence... besides Love, of course, is Equilibrium. The penultimate of life is a balancing act, any extreme generates imbalance. Since I could go on for a series of books about this one thing, let me just suggest that you ponder the thought that Equilibrium is at the heart of sussing out the mysteries of life, every... single... one... of... them.


The Divine Mother is everywhere around you. The Hindu Tradition personifies it best in the statuary and paintings that exhibit her ATTRIBUTES. Really... folks... if you take the time to study anything by focusing on it, it WILL reveal its secrets to you in the process; meditation and contemplation are the tools you employ... along with concentration. There are steps involved, BUT... as someone in Alice in Wonderland said; begin at the beginning.


I mentioned Lady Higher Nature. Some call it The Sophia, and there are other terms. She is definitely more than the sum of her parts, and the keen and wonderful thing about seeking The Mother or The Father is that they tend to tell you things about themselves as you proceed... in relentless fashion toward that union... the Chymical marriage. That is the ONLY escape hatch... if you are looking to survive what the usual experts say is coming and who don't know anything at all of what they think they are so informed about.


No... I haven't clarified the matter here. That isn't possible. I only know what I am told and... that changes as I go. Well... some features do not change. They just become more and more real and present. Eventually, you find... if you continue (and one really hopes you will) that it is all very simple once you bypass The Mind, which is The Devil in The Details. I am fortunate in knowing that only God can handle The Details. Thinking you can... is just the usual arrogance of those sleepwalking toward death... in every direction.


If you only knew how important you are to God... regardless of the form in which you see him... while you are still operating with training wheels... you'd relax and be less... driven.


Come into balance by ceasing to be driven. You are letting the horses control the direction you are going in. Ah... that doesn't work. You are not a dog... or a monkey... or a horse. They work for you. You do not work for them. The end result of that with any of them is... slavery.


If you are determined to accomplish the mating dance down here then you will live... and die... and come back again... and again... and again. If you are determined to accomplish union by other means then maybe you won't be seen around these parts after a while.


Well, maybe you got something out of this and maybe you didn't. At least you won't need a band-aid or a shot, and...



... one last thing.






End Transmission.......



Patrick Willis has turned his talent to yet another one of my songs. I hope you enjoy it.






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Friday, November 15, 2024

"The Walls of The Penitentiary of The Mind... are Going to Come-a-Tumbling-Down... when Gabriel Blows his Horn."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Because The Internet has put us all in connection with one another, a kind of telepathy now exists... just as it does below The Earth in mycelium... a great wordless communication and information clearing house has manifested... similar to the mycorrhizal networks... which operate very much like the subconscious connective states we all share in. There are vast... vast interior networks that have long existed, and... we are only beginning to learn about them... in a wider sense now, although The Initiatic Brotherhood has known about this for a very... very long time.


This brings into being VARIOUS new modalities that often function as jury... judge... and executioner, which operate autonomically, and are the present cause of strange shit going down that some might call instant karma... ironic feedback... or even the lethal drums of sympathetic and unsympathetic vibrations acting out on their own level, and seeking... seeking... seeking.


We are beginning to manifest forms of spontaneous group-think that act like real force coming out of the barrel of a gun and... headed for crosshairs over targets... created by a public agreement on what is right and wrong, through a shared... collective awareness. Covens and cabals of all kinds have been using similar for a long time.


Now... this is at its early beginnings, (it will be a feature of the connectivity of this new age) but... soon my friends we are going to see people and things phased in and out like you would not believe, but... you will have to believe because seeing is believing or... heh heh... so those deceiving you would have you believe. What I mean is... that a true seeing and believing is coming soon... that is not part of the mesmerizing net of lies... that has been thrown over human consciousness, and maintained there as a control device for the pleasure of our keepers.


The walls of The Penitentiary of The Mind are going to come-a-tumbling-down when Gabriel blows his horn. We are coming into a time of natural light magic... where we are no longer deceived... by The Deceivers... who herd humanity... like sheep... into darkness... where they wind up hanging from the hooks. The Good Shepherd... heretofore hidden from view... is going to become a more present reality. Everyone connected to the teachings of The Avatar... already radiating through interior space... is going to be on a common plane of being.


It's going to happen quickly. It is happening and... it is going to be startling. Depending on what you have been concealing from yourself and others... on that depends the specific manner in which it is going to reach in and touch you.


This is going to make the high and mighty tremble because... it is going to be inside their heads when it announces itself. I am being told this is already occurring and; how about that?


Armies and warplanes are not going to be needed... to free the people... from their catamite masters... who have been bent over The Devil's Shipboard Table (for servicing ((Roger That...)) Grin) for some time, and... which is how they get their marching orders. You do not yet know how miserable are those who set themselves up to lord over us. They have chosen a mean and merciless taskmaster; once again... it being how The Wicked sees God.


Freedom is not going to require invading liberators or strategists... leaning with furrowed brows... over the big board of Risk. Angels are coming instead... much like the eagles to The Morannon. Those who have chosen the lower depths... will be awarded passage to their new digs. Those who have suffered... under the hard... horned... hand of the agents of darkness... are going to see the light break the darkness up like mist before The Sun. Nothing can stand against The Coming of The Avatar.,.. who even now... marches on the citadels of Evil... from... within.


A new age is on the doorstep and no one... and nothing... is going to stop it coming in... like The Merry Month of May.


Think of all the struggles of recent years as being an introduction to the creation of an entirely new landscape of being. Construction crews are often preceded by demolition crews... who have to take down the previous stage settings. It's been noisy and nerve-wracking, and a lot of people... in high places... have been incredibly unfair to everyone else. The billionaires have shown us what happens when the fever of greed... possesses the human mind... and then comes the relentless pursuit of power by any and all means necessary.


We are literally watching the exposure of bad behavior... on camera... before the eyes of The World, and there is that general shared sense of liberty that comes to the viewers... as they not only see how the mighty have fallen but... actually watch them fall. Look out below! The collective judgment of The Watchers (you and I, the archetypes, and God Almighty) hits them in mid-stride... arms flailing as The Lightning Struck Tower... where they were perched... and thinking themselves out of harm's way... tumbles in ruin to the ground.


This is really happening, and if it is not as obvious as some might like... stick around. What can I say except; God is real! When the will of God causes The World to shake... rattle and roll... it streams across the filaments of the chords/cords that join us together in silent wonder, and the solar music... sounding through the interior planets... is the message transcending the need for words. Harmony is its own statement of how things are, just as this is true of disharmony. It is why misery loves company. Those out-of-sorts with The Divine Resonance... WILL BE... brought into line, and those already in line will be lit up like a Christmas Tree.


Great waves of mercy and forgiveness will sweep The World... for those suddenly made aware of the state of their blindness. They will be embraced like The Lost Sheep of Heaven in the arms of The Beloved. Those who are unable to relent in their resistance will be swept out to sea. From the sand... into which they are changed... will one day come shining cities... as the seas recede to reveal the building materials of another coming age; the script already written and approved for The Purpose of Demonstration.


All sexual dysfunction... caused by the pressing of people... up against one another... in the rat warrens of hellish cities... will be restored to their natural workings. People will be healed or recycled. All perversity will flee and be driven away from the newly forming lands of The Righteous. This is not some exotic prose... hyperbolic overkill or... Marvel Comics meets Fantasy Island.


Look at the headlines my friends! These are early days.


There are meant to be bumps in the road yet. It makes for more careful and attentive driving and cuts back on the hubris that seems to come along with good things being realized too easily. People seldom appreciate for long... those things which cost them little or nothing to acquire.


It is not the force and attention required for striding uphill... weeding the garden or... raising children that makes it feel laborious. It is the attitude one carries in the doing. This is why love makes everything easy... because of the joy that is there in the effort. The Avatar is bringing massive waves of love for our work... at every ordinary thing.


It is an internal well one draws it from, it is just a matter of locating it. Love increases... automatically... in the expression of it. It is exactly like a bellows applied to a fire, and The Sun is a living example of this... a constant reminder of love forever increasing in the expression of it. The Sun is a great big portal of love... producing life and vitality... for those who know how to harvest it by not blocking it. The Sun is the secret key... to a form of yoga... that is the source of everlasting life.


Note the colors of the spectrum and how they run from one side to the other... in the same sequence... that they do through the chakras of the body from bottom to top. All disease... and discomfort comes from getting out of harmony with the natural order. These sufferings are constant reminders to get back in line... back into resonant accord with the unity of life. Love is The Medium of Return. Love your way back into the light. If you step out of the light it cannot reach you. If you stay in the light... the darkness cannot swallow or deceive you. The Soul is its own light as an eternal vessel of The Spirit.


Yes... great changes are afoot in The World. Let that not be a distraction from the great changes of a spiritual nature that are pouring out upon you at this very moment. God is real, and...



... one last thing.






End Transmission.......




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Today's song is=



They Will Give Us Peace



♫ It comes down like the dreams of many lifetimes.

It comes down like the trees flow down the hill

and we are the sons and the daughters

like forms of thought upon the sparkling waters


We will storm the castles and the billionaire's towers

and drown them in flowers and they will give us peace

the weapons that we have are broken rainbows

that cut like Heaven's Love and they will give us peace


They will give us peace

and the truth will set you free

It's riding on the wind

It's the thing you cannot see


We are a crying wonder from the darkness of The Mother

out of the fathoms deep... awakened from our sleep

our songs will break our chains and they will give us peace

as the mystery of the trembling leaves and petals never cease


They will give us peace

and the truth will set you free

It's riding on the wind

It's the thing you cannot see


in the suicidal lives of the agents of The Darkness

their tiny minds are tighter than the channels in the sea

no hummingbirds are coming to the Hell of Tel Aviv

where they smash the people of the book; Let Palestine be free


They are the people of the book beneath the demon's boot

They are killed and tormented now for all The world to see

Soon their suffering will end and God will give them peace

And the coming of The Lord shall set them free


They will give us peace

and the truth will set you free

It's riding on the wind

It's the thing you cannot see ♫





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Tuesday, November 12, 2024

"The Enduring Reality is that God is Real. God is Real... Period. God is in Absolute Total Control of Everything... ALWAYS."

God Poet Transmitting.......


I keep hearing one story after another like this.




He pays off people's mortgages. He clears up their debts. He helps people out. I have heard at least a dozen of these stories, and... they have gone on through his life since he was a ♫ young man! There's a place you can go ♫ He has never used these for self-promotion, and that is the one thing that will reduce all seeming acts of generosity and kindness to an embarrassment in the eyes of God. Others are compelled to tell these stories. That is a really good look I will say.


One real mystery is why is that gay anthem a campaign theme song?


I liked him in his first presidential run, BUT... there are a few things I do not understand and they make me wary. He has a slavish devotion to The Zionists who are murdering tens of thousands of women and children in Gaza and now further afield. This is wrong. I don't care how you try to explain it away. It is wrong.


Then there is the matter of The Warp Speed COVID nonsense and The Killer Vaccines. Okay, he was misled. I can understand that. Many signs point to this. He took all kinds of bad advice in the recommendations he got... for the people he appointed to positions of power. He did not understand what he was dealing with. Now he does, BUT... why has he not come forward with what he learned in the aftermath? Perhaps it would have been political suicide. I don't know.


What I do know is that if there is an Evil Empire on Earth, it is the nation of Israel. I could go on all day here about the crimes they have committed since they stole Palestine, and... day-by-day since... have created the greatest concentration camp The World has ever seen... to hem in and routinely abuse and kill... The Palestinians confined there.


They usurped the rulers of Russia and created a genocide of Christians amounting to tens of millions killed. This is proven beyond doubt, and then they fabricated a holocaust to grant them a victim immunity from the horrors they committed in Russia. If you can't see this connection... then your intelligence level... is measured down in the groove... below the ground surface... that was formed by the people trying to slip under the limbo bar.


They engineered... with strategically placed people in high positions... the 9/11 attacks. The evidence of this is... overwhelming. They also facilitated the October 7th kite-battalion invasion at their border... where the casualties were caused by their own military, and if you have trouble seeing how this connected... to the following systematic elimination of The Palestinians; if you fail to see the Cui Bono aspect in play here, I wonder that you are even able to tie your own shoes.


Am I glad that Donald Trump returned victorious... in triumph over his enemies? For the moment... yes! The administration... now being shown the door... was the worst in the history of this country. I was rooting for him all the way, but... well... I guess questions follow all of us, don't they?


HOWEVER... I cannot shake the suspicions that arise in my head... now and again... that the whole thing of the stolen election, and... the victorious return was a set-up. What I do not know is whether it was by God's design or man's.


Another condition that has troubled me for longer than Trump has been a player in The Game is why no leader ever comes to The Bully Pulpit to address The People directly... whenever Congress or other forces work insidiously to block the programs for the good of the people... should that be the intention. You know... something like Roosevelt's fireside chats, BUT dealing specifically with who is doing what to stand in the way of The Greater Good; naming names and providing details.


There are all these things these people never talk about, and it is disturbingly similar to what happens when financial big-wigs get caught fucking the country... like they did in 2008, AND... no one goes to jail. Is that going to be the case again? Crimes... high crimes... were committed, by Fauci; Gates, and The Pharmaceutical Companies... Merrick Garland... Alejandro Mayorkas... New York... Georgia, and other locations under the tutelage and financial backing of George Soros and others.


We shall see... in times to come... what does and does not get done. Politics is The Art of The Deal, and... I might add... Marco Rubio is a neo-con. I see things. I see all kinds of things, and I go where The Truth takes me. I make no compromises in this regard, and I don't care who gets offended. Neither money... nor the offer of anything imaginable... nor the working of fear upon me... has any influence on what I come to learn, and what I have to say about it. I made my decision about what honor and integrity mean to me a long time ago and... they are not subject to change.


Okay... that's all been said... in brief. I would be here a long time laying out a broader case concerning so many parts of the puzzle. I lack both the time and the space and all of them have been mentioned at earlier times. Let me now move to the overarching and prevailing perspective that drives and controls my perspective. That is... the enduring reality that God is Real. Period. That God is in total and absolute control of everything. Period.


So all my questions and what-ifs are nothing really because... God is real and everything is under control. Period!!! Still... I had to set the stage for my concerns... even though... in fact... I really have no concerns. God's Will... will be done... on Earth as it is in Heaven... sooner or later. This is all the grand outworking of God's Dream. God is sleeping and we are his dream. God lives in and through us and all the conflicts and confusion in appearances... as they appear before us... are the interactive conflictions and interplays of free will for The Purpose of Demonstration.


It's one thing to have a sweeping and far-reaching vision in the making, and it is another thing to encounter the vagaries of existence and the plots and spells that run counter to it. No plan survives first contact with the enemy. However... God is real and everything is under control. It is only appearances that divert and seek to intimidate us.


The fact is... and this is an incontrovertible fact... that The Avatar is precipitating into form and a new age WILL manifest, and a golden age will follow. These are the realities that appear every time The Cosmic Clock turns into the next round. New challenges will appear and those of us so anointed, will... rise... to... the... occasion.


So... I fundamentally do not know how it will all play out. Personally... I will disappear from view at a certain point, even though I won't be going anywhere. I will just be harder to see, and that is the point of Les Visible. I am committed to the service of The Brotherhood and this is The Age of Brotherhood coming, so... no matter what may happen in the near field... that age will appear. It is written! So to speak.


I am in full support of what President Trump has to say here.




Whatever questions I might have in my mind about his loyalty to The Evil Empire and certain inconsistencies in prior times, and the awful and sad distress that empire has caused, and... is causing for so many people, I am of a wait-and-see mindset. Epiphany can come at any time and I do not know what is going on beneath the surface... as it applies to the players... on The Field of Destiny... for The Purpose of Demonstration.


It is a difficult art when one seeks to frame their thoughts... that they might be clear and resonant... without causing confusion in the mind of The Reader. Often I see where someone has presumed I said something I did not say. I try very hard to avoid any confusion, BUT... I see that is a relative impossibility.


Fanboys of The President are going to misrepresent what I say here because that serves some purpose of theirs. I am trying to be as fair and honest as I can. That still won't suffice for everyone. It is The Way of The World. One has to simply do their best and let the chips fall where they may. I will not lie to myself, and so... by extension... I will not lie to others. That in no way is meant to imply that I am right. I neither think nor say that. I just don't expect everything to work out the way so many people hope it will. This is The World after all, and the best-laid plans often get mislaid.


I do know that The Age of Brotherhood advances upon us this very minute. I know The Avatar precipitates as well. So... whatever might happen between now and then is a matter for the omelet and sausage makers. I can see that President Trump is a man of destiny. He has my best wishes and support as he battles the dragons and the dragon makers. It will take the direct assistance of The Angels of God to fulfill even part of his mission. I pray that he never loses sight of the impress of The Invisible. I figure he has some idea of the certainty of that influence by now and he has many boon companions to assist him and that leads me to...



... one last thing.






End Transmission.......




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Today's song is=



Down in The Flesh-Eating Grave



♫ The night rides in like ocean waves

will the darkness make us safe

from the cartoon psychopaths

who came down from outer space?

And now they run the country

from the Federal Reserve

they took the straight and narrow

turned it into dead man's curve

it's there they print the funny money

buying human souls

and dress up like the Easter Bunny

dancing on the coals


Where Bill Gates and the demon snakes

are busy getting laid

they think they got it made

down in the flesh-eating grave


in the latest and the hottest

private club in Hell

Everything is beautiful

if you can stand the smell

they've stolen human bodies

from the war zones in Ukraine

where they traffic zombie children

for a freak show lover's lane

sending you Season's greetings


down in the flesh-eating grave

where the sausages get made

down in the flesh-eating grave

and all those monsters are getting their due

down in the flesh-eating grave


The Rothschild Infirmary

Make their vaccines to please

the tired sad trisexuals

who woke up with disease

from kissing all the hungry ghouls

that live in Tel Aviv

where they wear their phony DNA

on their bloody sleeves

and Larry Fink's The Maitre-D

that sets the ugly policies

of DEI and culture wars

that turn you into mindless whores

and send you off to work the streets

where love and peace will never meet


down in the flesh-eating grave

Is it any wonder they came here for the plunder

down in the flesh-eating grave?

cause evil is a fortune just waiting to be made

down in the flesh-eating grave

all of them are waiting for a hot fellating

down in the flesh-eating grave


The boys go in and girls come out

the Nazi treasure train goes South

like demons from a banker's mouth

Down where Adrenochrome gets made

where shadows are bathing in the shade

getting drunk on red lemonade


the wind is hot and restless

blowing from the gates of Hell

salvation could have changed it

but all the priests were queer and...

Caitlin Jenner's here

Caitlin Jenner's here

let's have some cold Kardashian sex

at a Diddy party with Oedipus Rex

I know Hollywood is gonna be there

down in the flesh-eating grave


sing a song of sixpence

a pocket full of lies

adjusted for inflation

in a dead man's eyes

the money changers dance

as Satanyahu laughs

four and twenty thousand

dead Gaza children

are baked into a pie

they're calling it the Gazacide

a very heavy load of

death a la mode

and isn't this a dainty dish

to set before the king of Hell?

it's out of season darling

but you wear it well

in the land of swollen darkness

where it's a routine thing

to hear ten thousand demons sing


down in the flesh-eating grave

where women and children

are butchered for sport

down in the flesh-eating grave

Where Palestine and Lebanon

are bombed into a vacant lot

Down in the flesh-eating grave

The monsters Jesus cannot save

are gonna spend a lot of time

down in the flesh-eating grave ♫





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Thursday, November 07, 2024

"None of What We Think We War Against is Real. It's in Your Mind. You Believe in The Shadows that Pull You into Darkness."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Where do you think the celebrations were the greatest on Wednesday morning? I will tell you. It was in all the jail cells... where the real fascists... put the J-6 patriots. I know what it's like to get on the wrong side of the government. I saw the inside of a lot of prisons for doing NOTHING but speaking the truth as I understood it. I was set up and then framed. It happened twice, BUT... the second time, my invisible friends said, “Hold! Enough!” And then... so it was.


When you have been faced with decades in prison for not doing what you were accused of for the reasons given, and then had angels sweep in and blow the doors off the prison... you know God is real. When you have been in situations where certain forces came at you in the bodies of darkness... possessed to kill you, and saw them blinded by a light too bright for them to stand... you know God is real.


When... time and again... things went South on you... inexplicably, and you still wound up on your feet, and... were carried across the waters... while the landscape behind you fell into disorder... you know that God is real.


None of what we think we contend against is real. It is all in our heads. If you agree with the shadows that seek to pull you into darkness... into darkness you shall go, BUT... if your faces light up with The Secret Smile, The Indwelling will put the hosts of disorder to flight.


What happened Tuesday night was magic of a high order. Keep in mind that the demons who engaged in The Steal last time... were still around... still at the levers of control... capable of the same thing again, BUT... a spell was cast on them, and they fell into a mesmeric stupefaction. They were disarmed. They were undone. They were brought low and they are still there.


Everything in The Visible World is controlled by agents of The Invisible. The agents of The Light are ALWAYS successful, BUT... sometimes The Divine holds them in reserve so that The Purpose of Demonstration can play out. There is NEVER a time when The Almighty (called The Almighty for good reason) is not in total control of all things. We move and live and have our being in his Macroprosopus being. He is everywhere in and around us. He is the living space that surrounds and fills us.


We live in an illusion of separation from The Whole. Our free will... our separated will... sees to the perception of our being apart. We are NEVER apart. We only think we are apart because thinking makes it so. As a person thinks... so are they... in The Land of Seeming.


In our delusion of separateness... we suffer. We seek to heal our suffering by searching for the missing part of ourselves... that we hope to find in another person. This is how the material world is arranged. It provides for a continuation of the species. It also provides the illusion of mortality as we are replaced by our progeny... who will be replaced themselves, by us returning into form. As Lao Tzu said;



Death might appear to be the issue of life,

Since for every three out of ten being born

Three out of ten are dying.

Then why

Should another three out of ten continue breeding death?

By use of sheer madness to multiply.

But there is one out of ten, they say, so sure of life

That tiger and wild bull keep clear of his inland path.

Weapons turn from him on the battle-field,

No bull-horn could tell where to gore him,

No tiger claw where to tear him,

No weapon where to enter him.

And why?

Because he has no death to die.





Anything you could ever need to know is contained in The Way of Life.




Nothing in this wonderful Life Manual contradicts anything in The Gospel of Jesus Christ. It is a how-to guide to get through life... as if you had never been here in the first place. Indeed... everyone you touch on your way, is actually touched by The Divine. You are simply a vehicle for the same everlasting one that lives in all of us. They will not remember you. They will remember who touched them through you. This is a very good thing, AND... why taking credit is putting a target on your back.


Being called back into material form to be punished OR rewarded... are either of these desirable? Are they? They have a bad habit of turning into each other. I am content with being nothing and no one. What a sanctuary that is! We are confused in our minds and that puts us in the endless tug-o-war of duality. It does not have to be like this. You need to harmonize; equilibrium is the foundation and basis of The Great Work.


Once you have learned how to get out of God's way, you will no longer get in your own way. It is like being a toreador from the inside out. The bull represents all the vagaries of existence... demonstrated by the personal will. Sure... paw the ground with your hooves. Snort with impatience to steamroll something. Your destiny is between two hamburger buns, and... it is no different for a human being than it is for a beast... if you behave like a beast; no! I am not demeaning the animal kingdom. I am explaining how mortality comes into play. Mess around with the temporary... as if it mattered to you... and you will share its fate.


If you live in The Land of Temporary Things and you are enchanted by temporary things... Circe will turn you into a pig. Pigs behave a certain way. It is in their nature. It is not in your nature unless you make it so. Wallow in the mud and mud will stick to you. You're even made of mud... if the water and dust in you mix, BUT... that's not you. However... you could come to believe that it is you, and when its time on the meter runs out... you will run out with it. Do not store up your treasures where moth and rust do corrupt.


Moving right along, and... believe me... it will definitely move along... if you walk in circles like the hands on a clock. Yeah... prisoner of time that you have made yourself!


What we see is not what is there. We project what we see according to the way we have chosen to see it. How else could it be that so many people disagree with each other about nearly everything?


Look at the personalities involved in the election... both the candidates and the voters. Study the conversations now proceeding from those who are pleased and those who are not pleased. A shockingly large amount of the voters saw a person who wasn't even there; and had never been there. A bill of goods was sold, BUT when it was opened there was nothing inside but a Crazy Town mirror... holding a distorted image... of the person looking into it. What they got... was a personification of their own hopes and fears... that was never going to be answered by the image presented to them, and even though they are looking at themselves... they have no recognition of it.


People are traveling over a dream landscape. None of it is real. They are like people in a theater watching a movie; now angry... now laughing... now crying and sad, and none of it is real, but their attachment to it has given it substance. Entire lives go by like this.


The World that most people see is not real. It is a fabrication that they have created in their minds and they have named each component according to what it means to them; this is good... that is bad... I don't know what that is and it scares me... I want this... I don't want that. Oh no! They are stuck together and I can't pull them apart! So it goes... here in The Theater of The Absurd... one day after the other.


In shuttered rooms around The World... conspirators have now gathered to compose and plot out new strategies. It's always been like that, BUT... something is very different now. It is an apocalypse... The Avatar is precipitating into form, in one fashion or another. A new age is unrolling before us. Out with the old and in with the new (which isn't actually new), and... it doesn't matter how anyone feels about it; change is upon us and WILL NOT be denied.


The kaleidoscope is turning... patterns are changing into new patterns. Behold! All is made new again, BUT... the tarnish will come. The glitter will dull. The bloom will depart from the rose... yet again, and... then it will be time for another change, and...



... one last thing.






End Transmission.......




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Today's song is;



Not Enough Michael's Here for Me



♫ Fucked up alchemists

turning gold into shit

marching backward to the pit

like a drooling half-wit


all the poisoned bacon crackling

on the burning grill

at the knocking shop

legs spread open wide


in the display window

flagrante non-delecto

Your punk ass like an olive

that is minus the pimento


stuffed with the adoring crowd

of retarded clientele

as you drive your rented limo

through the gates of Hell


Looks like Diddy did

the doo wah diddy here

sicker than a rabid dog

who found out he was queer


That's when you know The Devil

has got his hands on you

reversing all the natural force

perversity will take its course


Michael Jackson grabs his crotch

Michael Jordan from the key

Michael from the Golden Throne

Not enough Michael's here for me


Yes, I can hear you...

...are you calling me?

the rubber met the road I think

cause none of this is free

pound the sand inside your pocket

you're looking for an empty socket

your power drill is out of power

this is not knighthood in flower


you and the gin-soaked

Queen of England

surf the lake of brimstone

into an endless ringtone


have a Starbucks cappuccino

let's make all the poisons legal

anything they don't control

got to be against the law


you wanna piece of the action

you wanna look good on TV

you just want to be in front

of what's in front of me


as close to the shit

as the space will allow

for an opening night

and your name up in lights


nothing gets remembered

and nothing real got said

just disembodied voices

talking in your head


blind and clutching hands

all before you bowed

got the dark narcotic drug

keep mistaking it for love


Yes, I can hear you...

...are you calling me?

the rubber met the road I think

cause none of this is free

pound the sand inside your pocket

you're looking for an empty socket

your power drill is out of power

this is not knighthood in flower


like the canyons deep

Where you hide your God

deep and down below the ground

it got lost and can't be found


Michael Jackson grabs his crotch

Michael Jordan from the key

Michael from the Golden Throne

Not enough Michael's here for me


the passing age has reached

it's ultimate corruption

the coming age is bringing in

a transforming disruption


The prophets told it true

and I heard it well

a peace will be upon us

when the bankers go to Hell


Rothschild and their ilk

who've been farting thru the silk

are going to the factory farms

where blood is turned to milk


Yes, I can hear you...

...are you calling me?

the rubber met the road I think

cause none of this is free

pound the sand inside your pocket

you're looking for an empty socket

your power drill is out of power

this is not knighthood in flower


someone drowned the kitty

in between Epstein and Diddy

who's behind it I can guess

must be The Usual Suspects


They got hidden rooms under the ground

where the children can't be found

once they cut you with precision

everyone will get religion


Here comes Trump to save the day

Harris and Waltz get put away

This time it's too big to steal

Look's like shits bout to get real


They move like slugs in darkest night

The Deep State sails where there's no light

The time has come to read my lips

Here comes the real apocalypse


Oh, those flaming tongues of fire

they're burning in their own desire

the cartoon gods are on their way

take your time... I've got all day


Yes, I can hear you calling...

...are you calling me?

the rubber met the road I think

cause none of this is free

pound the sand inside your pocket

you're looking for an empty socket

your power drill is out of power

this is not knighthood in flower


Looks like it's not what you thought

in smaller nets, such men are caught

You were certain you would win

but God is real my clueless friend


This was written long ago

but now you are the last to know

in the end, comes revelation

I hope you like the demonstration


I hope you liked the fitting end

cause you'll be coming back again

to fix the hearts and things you broke

you can be sure it's not a joke


the dream is dead I heard them say

someone wheeled the corpse away

I'll have Adrenochrome on ice

here come the donors please be nice


Michael rode the boat ashore

Michael came down from the mountain

The glories of God's endless love

are an eternal fountain


Michelangelo and me

are dancing down the centuries

Michael brought his harp along

we thought we'd end it with a song


Michael Jackson grabs his crotch

Michael Jordan from the key

Michael from the Golden Throne

Not enough Michael's here for me ♫





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