I'm stalking the ground.
Treading the lines between,
half human and distorted frequency.
Slowly, I recede. I'm choked off from everything.
A distant recollection, an obligated memory.
I barely made out. Shadows of insecurity obscure my mind.
Fruition in a haze of lies. I'll reanimate. I'll tell myself anything.
I'm losing my soul, and it's the cost of everything.
If anything goes, then everything goes with me.
It's all my fault; that's what you said to me.
I'm losing my mind. A decomposing family tree.
I try to remember, I can't remember anything.
If that's what you want
Dear father, grant us your abundant grace,
that we may embark on a journey
of spiritual growth and enlightenment
This new day we are best.
We are blessed God is with us.
We are winners this blessed day always to God be The Glory
God’s constant proximity provides me
with unwavering clarity of location He’s Omni present
7/2/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2024
At first herd immunity was the go
When most people got it and recovered
COVID would have no where to go.
It would die out, starved of victims,
Starved of infections from which to spread.
Then came the shutdowns, must get vaccinated
to get out and about.
Get jabbed - once, twice, three times,
four, five, and more.
But Omnicon changed all that.
The vaccinated got infected.
The infected got reinfected.
Now all has changed.
The politics says: 'Let it rip'
It can't be stopped.
Everyone will get it.
The vulnerable will die and be eliminated
Most people will recover.
We must learn to live with it.
There is no choice now, no solution.
The little bag of chemicals,
the virus, that needs to reinfect forever to survive.
The virus that cannot live without us, as parasitic hosts,
has won,
R.I.P.
I know that God
would not create me
Less than perfect
(a Good Father
always wants best
for His Children,
more than Himself
when possible)--we evolve
in Love
and as understanding
matures we grow in Spirit,
Mind, Soul and Body—
nearer His Likeness
We are substance of
God—nothing existing
outside His Being,
Omnipotent
and Immortal….
Isn't it nice
To be a mouse?
Tiptoeing around
Throughout the house.
Nobody pays
Any attention there,
If you are noticed,
Scurry under a chair.
Your mortal foe,
The dreaded cat,
Pays you no mind
As he is too fat.
Coming and going,
Just as you please
Careful the snap
Getting your cheese.
"Yes life of a mouse
Is much like a dream."
I reflected as
The trap choked my scream.
Vinci Omni Verities L*
Written: By Tom Wright
8/7/00
From Mom,
I became educated at an early age,
That the ax of truth oft times cut deep.
That chips would fly and scatter where they will,
Always affecting others;
That, the ultimate payment for every act,
Good or bad, would always be consequences.
Better to endure these, whatever they are, for a short time,
Than surrender the advantages found in truth forever.
Mom called it being responsible!
I call it being loved!
* [Truth conquers all things]
The Mother is the Earth…
I am brought forth of her sacred womb…
She is united to me using resonance to communicate…
I stand in courageous defiance to honor her well being…
To honor the entirety of life she loves and nurtures…
My father is the sky…
His own self affirmations so mighty he never lies…
Their greatest lesson to teach human kinds mind…
Flow with the rhythm of change with wonder and enthusiasm…
Remaining present in this moment now using our skill of observation...
It is my demand that the greed dis-ease be vanquished by heart love purity…
It is my desire to heal the hole within the one soul of humanity…
Stand firm ground facing your fears…
Hold stead fast to enduring purifying tears…
The dogmatic illusions are being attacked…
Father Sky and mother earth consume the poisonous snack…
Be your truth…
Be your heart love…
Be your own desired compassion…
Be more hilarious and less serious…
Then you can declare…
I am free;
Holy Cosmos;
I AM FREE…
Omnibus
Omnipotent
omnipresence
Omniscient
GOD