I Am the Storm
We are in a golden age, moving into a much more loving joyful, and pleasant dimension.
Abundance from unseen portals flows as we speak where there is no room for retention.
The realization of the power of manifestation that lies asleep deep inside is awakening.
Those motivating thoughts of inspiration are quickening and quaking.
All title waves will subside and the storm will cease once you realize you control the storm.
We live in a time when the holy spirit circulates and eliminates chaff from the corn.
Prepare for joyous times, wondrous inventions, and glorious days ahead for the masses.
The only necessary thing is to give all glory to God within, sincerely ask and utilize the Creator's glasses.
Copyright © Wayne Smith | Year Posted 2022
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