Expel
Expel, expel, disgust, expel anger, expel want, expel indecision, expel pain, expel darkness, send it to the light, let not the clouds be too high. The white fluffy illusion, just a little darker at times heavy with moist cleansing rain the kiss of blessings upon your head. To say I’m alive, let me see for one more day expel evil, a final request.
Faces
Faces in dancing flames of hearth fire the variant a gas in heat absorbed alone nodding of in atmosphere branches clacking upon a single thin Payne of weather beaten glass a shadow huddled in the rocking chair creaking are you dead are you alive only you know as you counter balance staring at fleeting faces of generations rising and falling til the fire turns to cinders upon the dawning of a new day.
In Wind
In wind, in pockets of wind, it comes in clouds. In fluffy clouds, it comes. Spores, seeds, pellets of doom. Blown by wind to a stop on a calm day. In a calm way, we are not liked down here, down there and everywhere. It comes glancing, dancing about your face. Pushed deep and upward to your brain. A virus of many disturbing disturbances, with nothing else to do. Self mutating and proliferating postulating for the storm.
I Am Sure
I’m sure we are allowed to feel sadness once in awhile, well maybe five minutes. I think all I can for those who cannot give but have resources to change. I think of stubbornness and evil, the mental callouses of what seems my lifetime, now at the age of sixty one years of age , I think of the the miracle of sons and I think of my own father . What makes emotional stones of those I witness refering to a mother but those stone emotion people have broken me but birds still fly beyond the wind Payne free teasing of the love energy still in my electric heart that buzzes from time to time let me for once feel free to receive freedom energy and then from the darkness of a lifetime I will rise.
Days of Surreal
Days of surreal vacant smiles they have been taken over, I mean the minds of you. Understand the populous yes of the known world in droves, in millions and billions. As cattle we are no different. I have been told of this yes we have been farmed, since the dawn of our skin and kin there is confusion now oh brothers and sisters virus were planned to come, yes undetectable viruses along with changeable pollution. Air currents from the shape of a cloud face. With what appears to be a mouth transmuting from that once fluffy cloud, with what kills you, a scientist didn’t tell me of this, but my friends from space informed me. They pay visitation upon me, I was instructed by them to inform others, you will know me, for I walk among you to this day science is not all for I am the envoy of God descending to banish all evils before it is too late.
I Lay
I lay back in the bed ready for slumber, I don’t turn, just straight back like I’m dodging the coffin. I slowly try the relax part. It is soon time to focus up to the ceiling, measured breathing is initiated half way to ascension, I manage to switch the universe on the ceiling alights I am not far from entering the cosmos drawing on my ancient yogic practice and deeper, my mind touches the cosmos. I start this journey into the Christ centre I’m not far now and cosmic Intelligence awaits me. Imagine us as one big show you have not been created as yet but their was to be a spectacle, beyond words that came for what falls from a seemingly empty sky. It is that of the earth zoo followed by a simplistic form of a human zoo, that turned into the uncontrollable jungle I ascend above it.
