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The East Silver Bridge

I was outside of Philly walking in Bucks County As I climbed the Tree of Good and Evil A voice spoke to me about the future Because of my free will I was asked to make a choice A brand new cell phone was the new apple In the Garden and the phone was tucked neatly Inside the tree If I listen to the voice of the woman in the window Then I would have stolen the apple But I climbed down from the tree and walked out of the Garden I humbled myself with nothing on my feet The road was flooded I sat on the road with people who were like New-Agers doing yoga on the greens That was not enough for me and they kicked me out of the group In the middle of the road I saw fluorescent like living beings in the shape of animals They were different animals but in one body The HAYYOTH was the embodiment of a lion, an ostrich, a deer and dawn and one animal I never saw before The HAYYOTH are Seraphims and heavenly beings as foretold by the Prophet Ezekiel They were afraid and so was I but the HAYYOTH moved out my way and let me pass and I begin my walk cross the East Silver Bridge In my journey I met a blind man who was also a gatekeeper as was the HAYYOTH but he was an android hoping to be human one day His second last name was Trump The East Silver Bridge was another world within itself It had rivers and streams, housing, movie theaters and restaurants There were many pathways and crossroads But I got lost and the blind man guided me the right way to walk The East Silver Bridge was full of traps I saw a man with a polka dot shirt who claimed to be my sister’s husband But I know this to be a falsehood After crossing the East Silver Bridge I saw home downtown Philadelphia The New Philadelphia I saw my sister and her real husband I was welcome with open arms But the fake husband showed up at our door I fought him with all my power Until and Angel with a woman’s voice shouted from above FELIZ! FELIZ! FELIZ!

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