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he spoke of his wishes not for these masses of gathered people not o like him.
he wished hthem to boo and jeer him.
he saw fit to be unloved and less desired.
they spoke ill of him and boo'd him as he wished them to.
he performed to the best of his abilities and used underhanded tactics to ac`heive victory.
he stood before them and bragged.
he boosted and made the people not like him, some saw his ability as great and respected his effords: but they looked at him for being in opposites of what they beleived to be right.
he became champion weeks later, and some of those who had a position against him, gathered fans
to support their effords to dethrone him.
this happened while the owners and operater and those who had interest in the business side of this feild, wanted to recreate fans interest.
they saw an opputrtunity to uni`te different factions from across the country and in different regions to gain support of a unified champion who would be a traveling champion above each indidvdaul champion, so that when the champion visited towns the attendance would increase from the interest of the `fans.
the person the shhady charcter we spoke of in this mentioning was a member of those reknowned followings who supported big events in large venues, and trophy prizes for grapplers effords.
he became a memebr of Union Seventy Six
the group that made events with champions to create the " obove all' competition that gave struggling companies the oppurtunites for their champions to compete in front of larger audeinces to increase profits for the atheles.
the rich guys laughed and refused to support these effords.
but when they saw how successful these effords were they came to one event in the mid west.
it was in a bean feild.. they had a make shift tent with a roof, tbey used 50 gallon barrel with campfires to heat the place.
they had foodtrucks and concession stands and portable toilets.
a pbs camera crew followed these peoople creating interest for the richer guys.
he uses a quartet and lyre to make music for his ring entrance!
O bitter, bitter soul! Why feel such hate?
My enemies so victimized and robbed
me—I'm unwilling in my hardened state
to forgive them because I feel so mobbed
by this gang of ungodly, false believers,
whose cruelty and unkindness have let me down.
God's church-going “saints,” these heathen deceivers,
tried to dethrone me and take away my crown.
But, I hold my head up high and go on;
though many think me lowly and unworthwhile,
I'm still here while they're already dying and gone:
in the end, goodness will go the extra mile.
No matter who's right, God gets the last laugh:
so, I'll keep walking down the better path.
With an Ovation of peers and fans
he stood and smiled."non Best:but
me" he said looking at those who
wished to dethrone him. He than
promised every person to the right
of him a tommorrow. He said that
there defeat might cause them
depression and those that would regress
to vinacat there yesterdays might that
same vinadation allow him to reclaim
that which he would
reearn. He swore by the Genius of his
mangment and and praised those who
beleived in C4H2L. ( the formula of success).
No fool in Literary matters: "might the book
be witten that the scribers wish to write"! The
challenger before me shall meet defeat.One
most make the podium; one most walk up to
the stage to perform main eventers and paper geeks.
The trophy represents the champion. Challengers beware!
Digital Takeover! Coda! Coda! Coda!
(As with the young king, I....)
And I knew,
that in like manner as Josiah,
I was going to have to dethrone
from the aforementioned high places,
those abominable idols of mine own making
(such as pride, apathy, procrastination and envy).
These were going to have to be torn down from their high places
so that the One who should rightfully sit
the throne of my heart,
would once again,
take His rightful place
and restoration and renewal
would once again make it's steady and consistent progress
down into the land of my life
during my sojourn here.
Thus,
once again would reign
the Golden Age of uninterrupted Communion with Him
who is
The One True an Only God.
Footnote:
For a backdrop to this allegory and a more clear
understanding of who Josiah was
(my favorite biblical king),
check out 2 Kings 22 and
2 Chronicles 34
Doug
To disrobe the lion’s ego,
would be to destroy a charismatic higher light
dethrone a regal rightous dominance
denounce a fierce protective energy
with pride of a warrior, never repudiate royalty
forswear fealty is to renounce a king of truth
whilst in his den, uncloaked he and his lioness
of regal virtue, love eternal and loyalty
when you engage with ultimate hierarchy,
roars of authority warn and ward risk taking rivals
with gifted instincts, a supreme stubborn strength
and a keen bond and respect for his own
an affectionate and generous warmth
confident yet cautious in their garden of Eden
defeatist disrobes the ego, only when defeated
deep within the soul, we yearn for substance
a spiritual substance sustaining us
the creature sustains as messenger
deeper significance beyond physical form
depicting qualities from the universe
butterflies symbolize transformation,
the turtle patience, the elephant a mighty sooth,
the lion links divine wisdom and perceives truth
Job; a man of many troubles
For a few months in his life
Endured much pain and sorrow
Even great loss of life
He was the richest man
That then the world had known
But Satan hatched a plan
To destroy and to dethrone
God put limits to his plan
Before Satan could proceed
Jobs life he could not take
To this rule he must heed
He took all that Job had
Not a thing was left behind
Took his children and his health
It was an awful time
Friends came to comfort him
At least that's why they said they came
The kept telling Job it was his fault
That's why he now was poor and lame
Debate upon debate
Job had with each of them
He asked "why'd God create me
"I should have never been
Now God would not forsake
Though Jobs wife urged him to
For God gives and takes away
To Him my love stays true
Though his heart was true
He question why this had to be
He thought he'd always live right
But now look woe is me
Finally God would speak
He asked Job, "where were you
When the earth was made
Tell me what did I do?"
Where were you Job tell me
When I set the stars in sky
Job tell me where were you?
You know you cannot lie."
Where were you Job tell
When the seas were formed
Now tell me if you can
Tell me when they were born
"Now see Leviathan
Have you ever tamed the beast
How about Behemoth
Whose strength will not cease
Job give me an answer
This is my command you
Job said I not worthy
I know not what to do
Now God liked his answer
Jobs pride it now was gone
Then he said to Jobs friends
Follow all Jobs been shone
They sacrificed to Him
Seven bulls and seven lambs
Seeking God's forgiveness
Only as a person can
Now God healed Jobs illness
Gave him double what he had
Gave him seven lassies
Gave him three strong lads
No ladies then on earth
Had beauty like these found
When they had children
Jobs feet they came around
Now Job would still live longer
One hundred and forty years
Seeing great grand children
His life was free of tears
ALL IN ACCORDANCE TO THE FACTORS WHICH CREATED IT.
CIRCUMSTANCES THAT CAUSE SUCH TO BE
IT IS CREATED BY THE RESTRICTIONS OF IT'S MAKING
TO BE SEEN AS THEY WISH OTHERS TO ENVY THEM
THAT THEIR TOGETHERNESS IS A TRUST OF SOMEONE ELSE'S UNDOING
EXTERNAL FACTORS CAUSES HIM TO RELY ON HIS PARANOIA
THEN TO STRENGTHEN HIS INTERNAL TRUST
HIS CONCERTED EFFORTS ARE INSIGHT OF THOSE
WHO DESIRE TO SEE HIM PERFORM
THESE PERFORMANCES WITHIN IT'S OWN CIRCLE
ARE RATED TO GAIN RESPECT AND OR COUNTER RESPECT
HE HAS TO EARN HIS POSITION AMONG HIS PEERS
THUS HE TRAINS AND RETRAINS TO MAKE RIGHT
WHAT MIGHT BE HINDERING HIS POTENTIAL GREATNESS
THOSE WHO WISH HIM NOT TO BE BEST SHALL UNDERMINE HIS ACHIEVEMENTS IN SIGHT
OF AUDIENCES AND THOSE WHOM HE WISHES TO RESPECT HIM
THEY RANK THEM AS CONTENDERS TO SIFT THROUGH CERTAIN LEVELS
THE BUNCH AS A WHOLE IS DIVIDED TO
SHOW SUPERIORITY
THOSE WHO CONTEND AMONG THESE RANKINGS ARE MADE CHAMPIONS AT BEST.
AND THOSE IN THEIR UNCERTAINTY ARE MADE INTO CONTENDERS
THOSE WHO WISH TO DETHRONE OR DECHAMPION THOSE UNDER THEM.
You hang there on the rise of dawn
Bending twigs where you cling,
Glistening gems on sunlit lawn,
Where I greet you before you're gone,
Before my passions forlorn ding
While you gleam rays of spring.
How long dear will you glint and glow
Upon vibrant realm green,
My heart and I would like to know
For zephyrs of west will soon blow
To dethrone you from where you preen;
Oh! force of gale is mean.
How ardent you paint golden morn
Blushing on canvas gray;
Glinting rays my sight you adorn,
Assuaging grievous yore lovelorn
As verdant limbs gentle winds sway
Waltzing with lucent day.
Time has risen to bid goodbye,
Yet, you flinch, loath to part,
As sun paints arc in gamboge dye
When a fervent tear sparks your eye,
Heartening warmth love-vibes impart
Vowing to cure my heart.
Trying harder, with a grieving heart
To lift one's character
Through ashes of emptiness,
Break all barriers- planted by division
That leaves people trapped inside out,
Dignity ruined by sorrows',
Making them voiceless like 'dead-wood',
Their souls scattered- all over like broken jar
With every piece looking to start again
Making it cumbersome process
To dethrone fear, and grow hope
Rise and shine, and enjoy the streams
Find joy in new beginning, with evergreen attitude
And hovers one's wings of hope like never before,
Sending goodwill messages beyond hills, and across seas
That you are coming, to bear testimony of inspired warrior
Gently, like happy storm
However, this time, to be victorious
Her sound functioned in the chorus
of onlooker in my defeat.
Might the Strumb of Kokopelli
danced to the songs of Shiva
and Bragi. I smiled days later
that my retribution might silence
the celebrations
of night. I watched four seven days
while the celebrations
elaborate and expensive
laughed at me defeated.
Atrophied again I aspired to
make my mind as keen as my opponent.
The days prior I ate earthy foods
and had been massaged by Epione.
I ordered twenty Giania fowls
to be cooked in olive oil
and the flours seasoned
that those who were to sup with me
could dine while
the Victory celebration
was being fixed. Or this might be the supper
of evening if I were
defeated.
The day of Epic Extravaganza
I robed stood unclothed until
those who were to dress me arrived.
While waiting a plebian strumpet
soured me with her affections
to my delight.I loss and lonely
re-keened my my to dethrone he
who was now championed and celebrated.
she washed my feet in wine and dried with
her hair. I spat olive seeded
whilest being dressed and robed.
A blossomed by her dewy kiss
I pushed her face from me, in ceremony
she would stand there until I were to return.
I grappled than to be championed.
Upon my return in ceremony
I took her hand and bought her to
my opponent; and there she denounced him
and plagued her loyalty to me.
there under the rules of Pankration She became
worthy enough to be untroleped and married!
All persons here are adult ranging from 25 to 47
in the Times of the Ancient
Sholared to be Wise
and Labored to
be Champions!