I am Archangel, one and many,
I am Power of God, I exist to deliver,
There are none but God who stand above me,
The body I assume is my prophet.
I am with free will, my choices are flawless,
I am perfection, imperfection yields to my will,
I risk nothing against all peril,
I have no equal, except of my Order,
I exist in fellowship, alone and in concert,
I am within and without time,
I am within and without space,
I am within and without mind,
I am within and without soul.
I may never be defeated for I am Victory.
To men, I am immortal,
To men, I am grace and courage,
To men, I am wisdom and love,
To men, I seem like All.
Men fear when I am amok,
Men surrender to my custody,
Men accept the form my Justice assumes,
Men benefit upon my Arrival.
What I think, men do;
What I know, men may know;
Men exist to carry my memory,
Men exist to carry my plan.
With fire team, I deliver bunker,
With squad, I deliver garrison,
With platoon, I deliver city,
With company, I deliver state.
I have come to purify the Well,
I have come to foster increase,
I have come to set the Record,
The Day of Judgment is now.
When I kneel,
When my wings expand,
When my sword is aflame,
When my flight
All adversary shall fail
Prepare for doom,
Prepare for reckoning,
Prepare for Truth,
Prepare for Peace.
Showing posts with label prophet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prophet. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Thursday, February 12, 2015
#poetry #lyrics - hey hey
oooh oooh
hey hey
the garbage pale hears you
say they
the subject who nears you
today
the garden gnome pay day
the garden gnome pay day
oooh oooh
hey hey
the veil lift terrific
for some
to transform a mission
you go
the prophet of judgment day
the prophet of judgment day
oooh oooh
hey hey
the fish looks delicious
can't wait
to dig in and holiday
to stay
you got it so now you pray
you got it so now you pray
hey hey
the garbage pale hears you
say they
the subject who nears you
today
the garden gnome pay day
the garden gnome pay day
oooh oooh
hey hey
the veil lift terrific
for some
to transform a mission
you go
the prophet of judgment day
the prophet of judgment day
oooh oooh
hey hey
the fish looks delicious
can't wait
to dig in and holiday
to stay
you got it so now you pray
you got it so now you pray
#poetry #lyrics - Rock Christ
wreck the light house shipman calling
over memory of my bird man flight
i'm still a moment before realizing that
all my situations have come done
the moment doesn't seem too fine or blurry
i'm just sitting well i'm feeling right
that's what i figure it to be and so
nobody chasing thought to mock it up to knock it down
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a white knight throw back with some
mana flowing like zoraster magi from the east
and west it figures you won't recognize me
though you are so blessed to be here in this time
the roses and oh
the sunshine
the holy rain that's coming down
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
you wouldn't see me around town
unless you were sensei
the biggest papa of the day
and then he'd probably say
in case you wonder to your self
believe in god and in one self
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
for the sometimes that you let it be becoming
and the sometimes that you simply be
the harp is strumming beats are drumming
while you sing it loud and to yourself
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
over memory of my bird man flight
i'm still a moment before realizing that
all my situations have come done
the moment doesn't seem too fine or blurry
i'm just sitting well i'm feeling right
that's what i figure it to be and so
nobody chasing thought to mock it up to knock it down
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a white knight throw back with some
mana flowing like zoraster magi from the east
and west it figures you won't recognize me
though you are so blessed to be here in this time
the roses and oh
the sunshine
the holy rain that's coming down
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
you wouldn't see me around town
unless you were sensei
the biggest papa of the day
and then he'd probably say
in case you wonder to your self
believe in god and in one self
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
and the sometimes that you simply be
the harp is strumming beats are drumming
while you sing it loud and to yourself
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
Friday, October 7, 2011
#poetry - The Dragon and The Prophet and the Soulmate Memory Song
"The Dragon and The Prophet and the Soulmate Memory Song"
Enter the Dragon
She caught the Dragon's
eye when
he overheard her
question
about the state of
nothing,
"Exactly what is
nothing?"
That all depends what
is is---
but it ain't none of your
business,
so don't be fronting
miss miss,
or you'll be melting
fizz fizz!
Until you know the
Whiz Kid,
you shouldn't be so
wicked,
there ain't no justice
mid-lid---
And that one's from the
Prophet :)
Then the Prophet Came and Sang
i do my days
i do my nights
i do the wild wonder
i do the holy thunder
i learn my lessons
i win my fights
i hear the music on the stair
i bottle lightning with the air
i see ole Lucifer go home
i see Michael return to Rome
i see you try to walk with him
i see no sinews and no limbs
waiting now waiting for you to kneel
to tell you then how to use your eye
to show you i's past-present-future
beaming outward of every creature
And The Soulmate Memory's Beaming
I think back now and
remember you,
the tide of days was shorter,
your hair kept growing longer.
Remember what we
liked to do?
When singing of all places,
we flailed ourselves in dances.
But we couldn't keep ourselves
connected,
we tried and tried and tried and tried---
we tried until we both had died!
I guess what else can be
expected
without our bodies to collide,
except to find the other side?
So I wonder if you'll get a chance
to hear this---
You are the music of my sea,
I know you feel the same of me.
I remember you now, I remember
our bliss---
Your life, a song and my eternity,
and Heaven now is just about to be!
~:::}}}}}}Angels{{{{{{:::~
Enter the Dragon
She caught the Dragon's
eye when
he overheard her
question
about the state of
nothing,
"Exactly what is
nothing?"
That all depends what
is is---
but it ain't none of your
business,
so don't be fronting
miss miss,
or you'll be melting
fizz fizz!
Until you know the
Whiz Kid,
you shouldn't be so
wicked,
there ain't no justice
mid-lid---
And that one's from the
Prophet :)
Then the Prophet Came and Sang
i do my days
i do my nights
i do the wild wonder
i do the holy thunder
i learn my lessons
i win my fights
i hear the music on the stair
i bottle lightning with the air
i see ole Lucifer go home
i see Michael return to Rome
i see you try to walk with him
i see no sinews and no limbs
waiting now waiting for you to kneel
to tell you then how to use your eye
to show you i's past-present-future
beaming outward of every creature
And The Soulmate Memory's Beaming
I think back now and
remember you,
the tide of days was shorter,
your hair kept growing longer.
Remember what we
liked to do?
When singing of all places,
we flailed ourselves in dances.
But we couldn't keep ourselves
connected,
we tried and tried and tried and tried---
we tried until we both had died!
I guess what else can be
expected
without our bodies to collide,
except to find the other side?
So I wonder if you'll get a chance
to hear this---
You are the music of my sea,
I know you feel the same of me.
I remember you now, I remember
our bliss---
Your life, a song and my eternity,
and Heaven now is just about to be!
~:::}}}}}}Angels{{{{{{:::~
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
portrait of the artist as a young elephant
all my days trodding along
i see my shadow
but never a smile
all my days dusting my skin,
there is work to be done,
i know, and it must be done---
for i remember something important,
i remember the sound
of gabriel's horn.
archangelic trumpets always
reverberate through my tusks,
just as i always stomp along
acknowledging the future
as seen in a past life---
an ilium stands between two moments
a proud beautiful city
that exists nowhere
and never will be somewhere
but still exists
to burn light on my canvass
and move my trunk along it.
in between the moments,
in between the lifetimes,
separating the brush strokes
always and forever heaven calling,
calling to tell me
i am already home.
i see my shadow
but never a smile
all my days dusting my skin,
there is work to be done,
i know, and it must be done---
for i remember something important,
i remember the sound
of gabriel's horn.
archangelic trumpets always
reverberate through my tusks,
just as i always stomp along
acknowledging the future
as seen in a past life---
an ilium stands between two moments
a proud beautiful city
that exists nowhere
and never will be somewhere
but still exists
to burn light on my canvass
and move my trunk along it.
in between the moments,
in between the lifetimes,
separating the brush strokes
always and forever heaven calling,
calling to tell me
i am already home.
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