The Oracle of the moon
I plant a seed into the ground and watch it carefully as the sun goes down, I watch the moon appears, but the stars were hiding not too far from here. I wasn’t sure how to deal with it, but I had to wait for the signal to take that lift and so we journey in the sky spreading our wings and singing a sweet lullaby.
The moon we did see but the stars were way out of our reach, it reminds me of the cold winter night when the fog covers the sky, and one star peeps out from the grey clouds and all of a sudden there was glory all around.
I have heard them tell tales of what is holding the human race, the galaxy is full of miracles, and its descriptions go beyond the laws and principles of nature. We imagine things that we cannot see, and we bring them to life when we journey to the galaxy. A brand-new world has opened in front of thee; it is the kind that you never see when planet earth hides the truth from thee.
The race is on to go to the big moon, and the launch is coming soon, yet we see the moon every day and it looks like an object that lights up the world and when you get there it becomes a place. Man, journey to that place that excites the entire human race. Some people don’t care if the moon exists, for what is it to them when they have already made heaven their friend.
We have heard descriptions of what it is like up there and we have seen image of the hemisphere, but can you really describe what it is like when the galaxy us surrounded with darkness and light? Something more than mass must be up there for the rain clouds have burst sending showers of rain upon the earth that can flood the entire universe.
I saw them do a test launch the other day and the scream and shouts drive the fears and the devil away. I saw this giant thing going up in the air shaking the ground and everything all around. It is taller than the empire state building I heard, with great engineering and good “steering”. It is the oracle that I did not see that manifest itself before the sea. It went up like a missile from the ground shaking everything all around, then it comes down so peacefully and lay on its side and float like a baby in the miracle basket.
The oracle of the moon is coming soon, and the fantasy of man will dissolve on the land. The truth will be known when man conquers the moon, and the heavens will smile when destiny walks by its side. Sit with me around the table and let me tell you about the oracle of the moon.
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