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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I sat here the entire day staring at the sky; the clouds were rolling above, and the tempest was moving towards the sea, the clouds were getting dark and nothing could be seen in the sky, except courage on which I rely. One day fades into the next day and the clouds stood over me and there was nothing that I could see. The avenues were closed and the street rogues were running from the rain as hail stone pound against the windowpane. Fly me to the sun and observe the desert on the run; the desert is burning before me and the cacti in the ground are moving in front of me, and the days are numbered with the sea. It is the epiphany of the truth that stands up like a giant from my youth. There is no heaven to shake and there is no desert to break. The third generation bears no curse; the third generation mingles with no “dirt” but is blessed with long-life and good tidings and the pleasant things that the universe brings. They are the children of Ephraim from joseph seed that rise out of famine to govern the nation into abundance. They were the third generation. There is something in the dessert that you cannot see, and when you find it will blow your mind, it is a message written on a scroll that was written a long time ago; it sets out the principle on which way to go, when you find it, it will clear the way and you will know exactly where to stay. There are no words to explain it but only wisdom can reveal it. Why do you fight for something that you cannot make, why do you fight for something that is positioned inside the gate? The oracles were not about you or your sons, your daughters, your grandchildren, your nieces’, nephew, aunts and uncles, brother and sisters or your cousins or men and women sitting under trees masquerading in the breeze or people performing wake in rum bars or the woodcutter rubbing woods that nobody ever understood. It is not about fast cars running up and down the street or angry dogs’ parading the road. It is an infallible source of knowledge that will give you much courage. The oracles of our time have mastered the skills of the divine. I am a living oracle of the truth; from whence did this fight came about, you bring in dogs to cut human throat, chasing people up and down the place and disturbing the community’s heartbeat. We want all the dogs off the street and those lurking around the gates must be removed before it is too late. You must find a home for them for they were not mentioned in the heavens. They are not regarded as good omen but are referred to as evil mutilators of flesh, impure deceit and scavenging; remove them from the gate and find a home for them for a summon is coming from heaven. You have gotten it wrong from the start, for you want to attire the world in long dress and shorts and have jockey riding horses without shoe and having people of unsound mind telling people what to do. Correct the mistakes before it’s too late, for a multitude of people are getting ready to march through the gate. The words I cannot say are burning inside; the words I cannot say are keeping me alive.
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