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REIGNING SPIRIT
Like a ravenous fire is my tongue.
The spirit of a wild wolf resides inside my restless flesh
I was sent to devour and destroy misnomers…
Mortar bricks and clay shall wash away *chomers
Trust only in God’s promise and not in lore
I was sent to reveal the lies.
I despise what God despises:
I love that which God does Love;
Surrender to my words of wisdom,
Walk not behind the jolly who follow folly’
The miserable will soon be, forever free.!
The day of reckoning is near and all who suffer
even as a child will be cleared.
All who gather their wealth will feel the wrath…
and so, it has been set in motion
can never be rescinded.
As what you have done to the least of us
on earth shall be the destroyer of you.
Retribution and Karma are the relentless force
that no evil can conquer.
The face of the creator
shall never bless your internal eyes.
For you are without the God Spirit
and are without shame or truth.
You have no eyes, nor mouth, nor tongue. ~
Soon we will all be free… from this temporary flesh.
I do not rejoice in your ignorance
neither do I fear your temporary power.
Yea though I walk in wisdom
I am still but one grain of sand in all of the mighty oceans.
As the sun shines down near all the oceans;
I am that tiny particle that glistens.
So please listen…
Stand up and be counted.
Speak up and be heard …
“Attempt your utmost endeavour”
Pray for a discerning spirit and know that…
Though the wicked ones are at large-
God is still in charge.
From now until forever!
Footnote: Definition: chomers
cement, mortar, clay