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Double Talk

It is no fault but to deny now uvailed the eye by expressed Words inspired Divine.
Living breaths vital breeze from emancipated iniquity
two armies wage war on the small city as One calls on
prophecy.
Nothing new from Ones Word for never doth Word uproot and
Word Beit change naught says One and Is thy son Adman Kadmon.
Warnings many into multitudes though it shall not cease until fulfilling conclude below.
Let judgement be our reflection in to ones souls both high and animus mundi below.
Stubborn asses are even more obedient than we humanity due ourselves each our own even more because how we feel sure believing to know.
One Who Is and Who is unfathomable and with expressed image Adman Kadmon.
Testimony in heaven and the earth are two which concurrently testify in a court souls only know.
Our constitution is our wisdom and system.
Details each unique ever confessing the sorrows and grief of sins against One alone.
Thirty six diamonds rare kept hidden shine but the diamonds never know .
A hideous wicked fowl lowly sinner hid from temptations by acting on his own.
Evil scales shed the serpents wisdom and doves where black robes.
Light is as coals stirred by a tzaddik a preacher and a crow .
One man as us all is of a few rare men ever known a preventive mind to build by a craft of spirit for his mission
but still decisions are individual to One as is to each man affecting still the world either by destruction or construction brick on top of granite stone.
Clever is the fool who humiliates himself in vain attempts of no avail but swiftly grows into vanities hole.
Last is a lesson taught in delusion and recieved from thoughts which warred over a city a place of ages on top ages from a time of times when life a single germ split and multiplied as the impregnated womb. Evolution is the singular opposites dual into whirling cycles, a black hole entering the ruach, nefesh, vitalies gift a blessed human to love of One and us all.

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Retarded Or Unlearned

My mind is void and compelled by echoes vibrating space between amidst and within boundaries of walls keeping what's out from in and what's in is imprisoned by liberties bell ringing again. Decieved into freedom by liberating powers taking power again. Independent from what is mysterious as the loose nut rattling my head. Incurable is my reapers blessing who cursed me with mental flexing. Thin is my spirit and thick is my soul. Injuries of blunt force trauma are as our humanitarian as our selfish drama dividing our country by feeding medias bread. Head hurts from causations pinched nerve and its audacity to be as hell bent as mankind on earth.
Who can cure what is incurable as our sin our inability to give without principle and reverence for humility. Faces are rattle tales and eyes never fail. Hearts beat life as well as spirit but brain directs the symphonies Chaotic sound uniting all organs  of the body in heavenly bounds. No pill for tbi and no pill for elitist lies. Time either heals or proves that tale tail sign that without truth prayer and faith survival is in vain as I ignorantly  bliss but insane.

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Who Knows

I failed every vain attempt and cried myself to sleep praying desperately for another day to wake with hope that I will be able to move forward with integrity and humility so heaven may surely come and I enter into its peace.

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Deep Calls Out Deep

Behind hideous things treasure lie not buried but waiting for angelic eyes which see deeply in wisdoms hidden depths as oceans flood the mind still currents carry perfect clarity inside. Where light reveals but darkness conceals all potenials are only saved in heavenly favor for the blessing to a beauty unnoticed for a purpose above man's on mind. So beauty may be to fools  demise but the deep knows deep and how rare beauties are given only to others deep morals  a prize.

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Deep Calls Out Deep

Behind hideous things treasure lie not buried but waiting for angelic eyes which see deeply in wisdoms hidden depths as oceans flood the mind still currents carry perfect clarity inside. Where light reveals but darkness conceals all potenials are only saved in heavenly favor for the blessing to a beauty unnoticed for a purpose above man's on mind. So beauty may be to fools  demise but the deep knows deep and how rare beauties are given only to others deep morals  a prize.