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Flydom

In the world of Flydom false religion
is compared to spiritual contagion.
Baalzebug alone is god, hence heresy
exists only as a rare possibility.
Hence, there are no crazed fanatics
to stoke the flames of heretics,
no gruesome hangings, no quarterings,
no cheering public beheadings.
Yet compared to such gory executions
condemned flies prefer two common substitutions:
the sudden swap they never get to hear
and the suicidal plunge in stale warm beer.

to be

excitedly injustice
awakening stampede
stopping as imbibes
desperate necks
heeling creeks
jumping dashes
merciful joy
i am not there, please hold
the bridle and the hoof
i see nothing of blunders fray
you have fickled my merriment
daring jester
come once again telling me your terror
in what age did god befall as visceral death
teaching young heretics as you
slavery's daughters lost
was rights and lost not providing in class
or dutifully sworn soldiers appearance
castling late blooming testimony

Looking Back

I don't know any happy
super rich people -- a
friend of wealth once 
told me: "See all this,
a huge property and
home, dripping gold
gilt, "I have nothing...."

I thought, myself spared
leaving, as I gave my vehicle
the usual primer finessing of
the gas pedal, before it would
prayerfully start -- 

Of course, having spent much
of my life with those suffering, I 
have dried many an impoverished
tear, and know no joyful hungered
belly -- 

I often conclude, the best of my 
blessings found somewhere between
two hells -- bellow the peak of 
Supreme Religious Zealots, just above
The Valley of Heretics -- best years 
recalled, are middle-age....

God's grace and love independent
of experience or knowledge --

Having abundance is opportunity
to better the lives of less fortunate 
others....

Why

A virtuous man stands tall, far ahead, 
Preaches mercy, yet calls heretics dead, 
Speaks of hell, if he had seen, 
Prescribes salvation and condemns unclean, 
He sings of heaven till his last breath, 
Then why, priest do you fear that death?

An infidel knows no rules, the trouble begins,
How can a priest keep him from sins?
Does this make him boundless, free to appease? 
Or does the priest sin more than he dares to please?

The Road Not Taken

Only heretics
will seek the truth
Against the grain
 they find the proof

Pandering Angels
wings on loan
In fear of shadows
— where answers roam

(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)

The Crucified Risen

Christians once sacrificed their own, 
To the God of Love, like pagans known, 
Burning heretics, they claimed divine, 
Killing their own in a holy shrine.

Those who fought for freedom's call, 
Claiming Christian values above all, 
Killed their own in cold bloodshed, 
Replacing faith with "nation" instead.

Those who send us to war, with hate and fear, 
Are not Christian, nor human, but profiteers, 
Forcing the poor to meet their end, 
Calling it justice, a moral trend.

And oftentimes, the word "justice" they use, 
Substituting love, for violence they choose, 
Replacing truth with words that sound, 
A heartless scheme, worth millions of pounds.

The Crucified Risen, came to say, 
There's only love, in a world astray, 
Only love can conquer violence and strife, 
Bringing peace and hope, to all of life.

Alla Antsis
April 7, 2023

November13 Already In South Africa

I
Nations thrive, connive, destruct -- the birds still instil awe, naturally 

II
Heretics and falsehood abound, but cows, even pigs, in town, reassure us of survival.

NOTE: In cities& towns in South Africa, the changes since Nelson Mandela's revolution, allows mainly black farmers & persons to let livestock roam towns for leftovers, rarely herding them.. Some eat plastic bags. Two are sleeping on the sidewalk, next to our only hotel, in Kerk Street, as  I write/ edit

William Branham, Prophet To South Africans -

I
Paul warned his "son" Timothy, On Guard
In the end time, many false prophets disguised
Even as angels from heaven, will tickle ears
And many will be led astray; Jesus is "too much"
To take, one in Adelaide told me:
The Bible takes you that much, "eyes" that see
Know the apple was really a "sexual act" in Genesis 1
Brennan (Branham, yes, Anaya) tells them much more
About serpents and Adam who didn't sin
So blame Eve & Women, Jesus needs help
From prophets born in modern nations we know ...
Where does it end? Spoken Word & other "church" finds a new prophet
Who teach us how to read The Word --
As the Popes, priests, Pharisees did
Roundly rebuked in Matthew 23
How easy: heretics say, they alone can see
Jesus had an answer there too (John 9)

Angels Conscripted

The sins of religion,
religion of sin
holding God hostage,
a prisoner within

An Almighty weapon,
inflicting great pain
heaven in bondage,
redemption in chains

The politics of religion,
its dogma a curse
with guilt as the wellspring,
all heretics thirst

Angels conscripted
the devil awaits,
for those who would question
—with hell as their fate

(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)

Candice Is a Candid Candidate

Candice is a candid candidate.
Her honesty harvests heretics’ hate
Not to be outdone
She creates lots of fun
Debunking deceivers during Des Moines’ Debate!

The Prophecy of Heretics

The heretics who walk in the day,
Hiding behind a mask smiling,
With an evil face knowing,
Of what is yet to come.
We are all rats in a maze,
Looking for a way out.
We cannot make out any sense,
Of these ideas they have.
This strange phenomenon is a curse.
The Earth swallows up the Moon.
No light, no truth, no reality,
As if in a dream where we all hostages,
At their mercy thinking they,
Will hide the light from our eyes.
But the moon is our guide,
Which has been ripped from our existence.
We pray to the gods for intervention,
Then the moon hears our prayers,
That there is an inner war,
Between the earth and moon.
Angels begin to emerge giving,
Light over evil once again.

Witches

Crones
           soporific, deranged
        leering, smirking, hexing
heretics, prisoners, saviors, warriors 
     mesmerizing, smiling, casting,
          hypnotic, kindhearted 
                    Witches.

Assassin

Assassin

 Jinnatul Hossain Tanim

 Listen, listen, listen, ungrateful, unfaithful assassin has dreamed of liberation. 

In the Second World War, the world leader Hitler whispered the wreckage of the wreckage of the world.

 How many crores in plunder, how many miles, All written in Israel, 

Listen, listen, listen, listen, heretics, beasts, the cries of the newborn of Palestine can be heard, in the knowledge of death, they are helpless today. 

Muslim well illuminated by the arrival of the cataclysm. They will wipe out the killer on the battlefield in the guise of a Syrian newborn hero screaming at the daily bomb.

Christ's Love For Us Sinners - 2 Corinthians 8: 9

Jesus Christ truly was and is God's son
as God Christ is creator of the universe
He has no need of anything at all
Christ's riches evidence in Bible's verse
being the remedy for mankind's fall

This Jesus incarnate became man
but remained God in His fullness
heretics really go wrong at this point
which shows the root of their sinfulness

Christ became poor in becoming like us
adding His humanness to being divine
but suffering severely in His crucifixion
for us poor sinners, He's our living vine

Believers this is a mystery so sublime
Christ died for all our sins future and past
bringing salvation to sinners Jesus saves
for He out of love our sins has cast

The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ
though rich Jesus Himself became poor
to bring divine riches to us sinners
so receive heavenly blessings so pure

(For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though he was rich, yet for your sake, he became poor so that you by his poverty might become rich.)
2 Corinthians 8: 9 (ESV)

An Ode To Trolls Hackers and Scammers

An Ode To Trolls Hackers And Scammers. 
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Hideous evil creatures
Attention seekers
Cowards who hide behind computers
Cold-hearted scavengers
Not unlike preying vultures
.
Childish and pathetic
Bloodsucking leeches
Inflated egotistical heretics
Unhappy with their lot
Blaming everyone else
For what they have got
.
Insecure reprobates
Void of loving
Rabid narcissists 
Spreading hate
Incognito dwelling in the dark shadows
Invading innocent victims
Homes and space
A hooded callous destroyer 
Without a face
.
Control freaks seeking power
From their lofty tower
Something they lack
But will be paid back
.
Bullies who may escape justice now
But on judgment day they will have to pay
For their evil deeds
And I for one
Can’t wait for that day.
.
Peter Dome©2020.

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