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rocky plain girds base
icy ramparts ballast slopes
frozen mantle crowns

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Chomolungma's fame
sherpas' legendary strength-
beware the death zone
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Mt Everest

8/4/22


Too much crap coming with a high tax
Intentional not by chance
It's always been like that
Others talking behind backs
Especially after sipping out bottles from wine racks
It'll reach an end or climax
After a time lapse
Meanwhile it was in person or done behind glass
Having nothing or everything to do with finance
Nearby wildcats or waves with white caps
Took care of five tasks, ran nine laps
Nearby a lake full of striped bass
While carrying an ice axe
They said they were involved in divine acts
Across coarse and fine grass
Nearby several bike paths
I've had a nice laugh
Always ready to strike fast
Because you can't ever get any time back

Not a fool, intelligent
Not a tool, change is eminent
Nothing indefinite
It's already proven and evident

The truth instead of rhetoric
Heart cold, Mt. Everest
24/7 high and drinking alcoholic beverages
Humans always trying to have leverage
On my phone zero messages
At times gained or loss appendages
Pathetic is what their agenda is

Not easily do I forget, most things I remember it
Cause and effect quit treating me like a degenerate
Adding fuel to fire with accelerant
You're taking sides, I'mma call you Confederate
In the end, I'll turn into a revenant
No matter what you do, it's irrelevant

River beds sit full of sediments
Thank you, but I don't need your sentiments
This all shall be a testament
While among the elements

A curse or blessed to live
Damn yet again depression hit
It effected development or became a benefit
ed up but not desperate
No filter, won't ever quit
For more or less of it
I avoid over-populated areas, I'd rather be where it's desolate
Good on you if you have an impression from this

Your impact is minor or the size of an elephant
Quit being so quick to be the celebrant
You've been obsessed with percentages
Remaining far too petulant and delicate
Yeah I said it b****
It all goes for guys and gals regardless of if they get the gist of this

Oh we got another chump, I beg your pardon
All these schmucks, gosh darnit
Imma leave 'em stuck, Tar pit
Try your luck, start s***
I don't give a , it's a wrap like your body inside carpet


Every Woman Is Mt Everest

Every woman is Mt. Everest.
To win gold medal in contest,
climb from snow-capped peak
pass via area of volcanic eruptions.
You'll end in the rift valley,
the terrain of flowing rivers,
the land of milk and honey.

Sermon From Mt Everest

I used to sleep with depression and kiss shame on the cheek
Trying to run from all the lies, but myself was chasing me
I was drowning from all that I cried but let me tell you what one of HIS tears did for me
But, first I must rewind to my past where my thoughts were slowly choking me
I even circled a couple of dates with no lady R.I.P.
Fast forward in one months time I'm totally free, compared to about 28 years of new age slavery
I was chained to regret, opinions, debt, social media, threats, fear, pride, and of course selfishness
Alcohol got me too, I was thirsty but never quenched
In stress I was drenched
Then my speech that was meant for life became a toxic poison, so please, please, please, excuse my french
And I'm spite of getting drunk off my own self indulgence
HE still chose me as well as all of you ladies and gents
HE took my life and erased it clean, giving me a new genesis, in His love I am redeemed
I deserve absolutely nothing but in Him I have more than everything
So I preach the sermon of my testimony to all who are listening
I no longer live the life I used to breathe
I was speeding towards death, hanging myself where He died for me, and took His last earthly breath
So, He sent me a reminder text
I am next
To still waters, a firm Oak Tree
And one by one He removed the nails of persecution from my being
Therefore I sing a praise of Hallelujah and hear the voices of angels echoing
Oh what a joy it is too walk with Jesus again, my strength is planted in His roots like osmosis
He lit candles around the past of my diagnosis
So I could forever smell the scent of victory
One thing about my God, He never stops working
Over time it's something we all see, so I encourage you to sell Him first and often
I now remain present in His presence, humbling myself and emptying out all of the world I still hold
Multiplied two fold I repent
With freedom I am chained to the love of His new covenant
No matter the cross before me I remain faithfully obedient
Knowing one day all will proclaim HIM as Lord in Jesus Name
So, if you ask me what God has done in my life, these are the words I will sing
As He continues to deliver you and me
p.s. and I'ma shout it from the roof tops, better yet a mountain just in case you were wondering...

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