A Just in Case Prayer
There is no pace anymore; time is picking up speed.
One day a mustard seed-the next a sky tree.
Nest generations offering songs to the breeze.
Space /time is bending around a rib of infinity.
A cluster of red heifers is being prepared.
Elements for the third temple are mixing.
The loom of life is weaving the second coming.
Something sublime and biblical seems to be happening
Most of it probably won't be very pretty.
Speed is the offspring of time and space.
The veil is being pulled away from great mysteries.
It wouldn't hurt to say a prayer-just in case
Even though we only half believe.
God is an all-in deity.
For certain, time is picking up speed.
Alignment of ancient prophecies.
The matrix is thinning.
Frighteningly beautiful things unveiling.
Bleaching the grime from the cracks in the soul.
Are you ready?
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