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Richard Newell Poem
Forever
Time is a word, without relevance or worth.
Conceived by mankind, a distance from birth.
If birth is the beginning, and death the end.
A concept of life, where souls never blend
So in (your) time, evolution takes place.
Subspecies continue, race after race,
Growing and learning, well so it seems.
Scheming, planning, following your dreams.
Ignoring the purpose, that creation intended.
Irreparable damage, never to be mended.
Tears from heaven cause rivers to rise.
Even this warning, can't make mankind wise.
So then the ground shakes, ashes fill the sky.
Still leaves them asking, still wondering why.
Without a response, So soon you shall know.
Creation will send, a massive, a final blow.
A guided hand, will reach past the stars.
Beyond your time, you can't fathom how far.
It's what you do, that may change your fate.
Only days from now, yes, It might be to late.
The Father and Mother weak from your years.
Giving their love, dealing with everlasting fears.
Will make you aware, of the reality of time.
That it only has value, if you don't open your eyes.
Rick Newell
Jan/11/14
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In the beginning a war began.
Between two sides, one nature, one man.
Nature was strong and could win with ease
Because man was small and just a tease
As time went on and man got stronger
Natures winning wouldn’t last much longer
For as new men grew so did their minds
Yes nature would loose; just a matter of time.
Nature was loosing it had no solution
To a powerful weapon man called pollution
The battle went on for many days and nights
Yes nature was loosing but continued to fight
The war had ended and nature had lost
But mans the one who will pay the cost
Still new men grow ,no matter where they look
The only nature they'll find, is in a book.
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NOW
In the Realm of heaven, where time is not.
Only pure channeled love, is every thought.
Where energy of souls, blend and is God.
Perfection the purest, no needs, no wants.
But as is creation, and for ever shall be.
A far ripple is felt, a vibration not seen.
Reaching our Halo, just like before.
Igniting our powers, yet again once more.
Creation divides, the heavens, again.
Disruption is destruction, only hearts of men.
But for this time, and not like before.
devastation on earth, will rise from its core.
A warning was sent. it was sent to you all.
In 1961, through four girls in Garabandal.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PoXsD7CBCug
You failed to listen, So for years wondered.
Half a century has passed, now hear our thunder.
Just like the comets, men see in the sky.
The three points of light, We send as a sign.
Remember this instant, and your days of lore.
A cleansing upon you, just as before.
An earth seeded woman, gave birth to our son.
Knowledge is all, we will not send one.
Two Angels take form, to protect and to guide.
Devine purpose unknown, soon seen by their light.
Arch Angel Michael, will appear to him first.
11 months after, 3 years from his birth.
Arch Angel Gabriel, will be next to appear.
The two with the one, remain dormant for years.
In fear mankind, think they know best.
During this time, we prepare for your test.
For only your time, makes the end draw near.
Gods presence alone, to all will be clear.
Our son will rule, No cross shall he bare.
Select the 144,000, during his time there.
Our Angels will stay, a choice of their own.
Forever Loving, Knowing when to come home.
Richard W. Newell
March,3 2015
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