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My alien like mental thoughts & patterns must be translated
There’s no need to have them reiterated
Since the majority have already stated
My words are confusing to their dimensional.
My words are so prolific and you could never lift it
People are forced to recognize that I’m gifted
Have their minds either severed or lifted
Having the planets rotated & shifted
As I gain momentum in the avenue known as life
I’m going to die by my own hands by overdose, a gun, or knife.
What’s this life given for if there is no purpose?
I used to awaken feeling worthless always ready to curse this
But then I studied and grew to the level in which I can now disperse this
I learned to reverse this
People hate me and try to divert this
But you could never convert this
Your actions are worthless
Knowing that my evolutionary growing has placed me beyond this worlds dimension
Beyond most of humanities comprehension
Even if they spent their time in full attention
They still would have to reconsider some form of intervention
To understand my lyrical inventions
My methodical ways will never have prevention
Placing minds into rehabilitatory detention
Because so many lost souls have no information retention
And for the lack of information that this new age now holds
Only shows the lack of evolved souls who are no longer cold but do as their told
Afraid to stand up and be bold
So loe and behold
The sage of old
Has thus arisen out of the sea
And that prophet is me
Not prophet in the biblical sense
But one that can easily see the conclusion to your with held pretense
Using my mind in intellectual defense against a world always on offense
Trying to defend my ways from the world that strays
And continuously prays for hours & days
Awaiting the end of the story when the glory of the suns rays to fall upon their house
Hoping that their weaknesses & inconsistencies won’t be seen by their spouse.
Are you a man with the heart of a mouse?
Or a mouse with the heart of man continuously seeking
As I sit here murmuring & speaking
I can feel the power of God emotionally leaking
So go and get some of your sipping
Because my words will one day not be allowed to be sent out for shipping
As knowledge will eventually increase but so will pain
And the majority of mankind will not understand the pangs of the mundane
And as the time arrives for the skies to split asunder
The archangel will create a roaring thunder
With the sound of trumpet and shout
And that will be when all humanity will finally understand what life was all about.
So get clout, have no doubt
Stop speaking so pompous & stout
As if you have no weak points
For my words have the power of God and will break you at the joints
Using the English language to get across my sporadic spiritual points
I will infect the masses like a plague
As I never speak vague or unclear
For I speak truthfully to all that I hold dear
I hold them near
With hold all my possible tears
Forced to overcome & crush my own fears
For if not, then my worst enemy being self
Would come and cut me in half like a sheer
And like a doe or deer in tune with the natural world around
We must do what we can in our ability to stay firm on our ground
But the ground you stand on, itself, must be solid foundation
And to confirm the stability, you must hold dear Gods legislation
Stand tall and firm for the savior he promised and already sent
For many wept at the sight of him and created the day called lent.
He loaned us forgiveness if we are willing to make a deposit
And that deposit is our sin into his hands so he can make us into a reflecting composite
A composite of his own character and nature
So he can then add value to our weakness and add strength to our stature
Like the statue seen by an old king long ago
The rock is falling from the skies and is aiming at the clay toes
And only foes would not understand the language used above
Because although I speak tenaciously and with voracity
I am still spitting my knowledge with love
So take it, bake it, and cook it up then eat it
Let it be sweet to your mouths but bitter to your inside
Cause one thing we are forced to acknowledge in our moments alone
Is that from GOD Himself, we could NEVER truly hide.
We must swallow our pride and make sure that it died
So from that point on we can, to each other choose & decide to confide
Realize the pains we have caused to ourselves and to one another
At some point or another
To parents, sisters and/or brothers
We must conclude that the prelude to being spiritually nude
Is when you can identify & empathize with the pain.
Of he who may be rude or even a prude and full of disdain
Because even a student who may be prudent
Can be a nude saint
Cleverly choosing words to help me convey the image I want to paint
So as warriors delighting in fighting
And yet as people beyond this reputable place called earth
We must think first
And realize that we are second in the overall plan
Beyond the comprehension of the lonely & foolish man
The intentional combination of verbs used to disturb
Not willing or able to curb my words
I - with much obvious desire
Use words that will incite the internal flames to stir up a fire
Fire from within to burn out the sin & hidden malice
Potentially create spiritual balance
As we all hope to eventually drink from the golden chalice.
And I do recognize that my ways may be unconventional
But my personality has never been misdirectional
I’ve always been the type of human to not be conventional
And nothing is wrong with not being part of the majority
For God Himself said that heaven will be consumed by the seniority of the minority
Those who appeared to be nothing and yet they had the most value
Hoping these words pierce your souls like a spiritual tattoo.
For it is written we shall all be smitten
For the fruit that was bitten
And then eaten and enjoyed
From their sin to our current age
Sin has been fully employed
Our world was destroyed
And yet there remain small amounts of beauty
The masses will get to a point of rioting & looting
Those with fire arms will go out shooting
Cause sin has taken our world and still does its continuous polluting
Not only of the atmosphere or of anything physical
But the metaphysical and the deepest core of it being the spiritual
The spiritual side of things, are the very elements that are not seen by eyes
But due to the broken spiritual laws humanity has defied, cried, lied
And throughout history, many souls have died because of pride.
So take note and behold the day is coming
When the sun will be sunning
And the guns will be gunning
People will be running to & fro
Many will then want to know but it will be too late
Because they allowed the pull of Gods spirit to dissipate
It would then evaporate from their mental state
And then it’s too late
So don’t allow it to be too late for you and your loved ones
‘Cause what the mouth speaks, the heart towards the goal runs.
SkTzO
