Time Capsule 2019

Where are we going
when we grow old?
 
Will we sit in a room
watching life go by
from an Old Folks tomb?
 
Awaiting the Grim Reaper’s
affections
replacing our pain and
Family rejections……….
 
Will we pass away the  
hours
staring out the window
one day covered in
flowers?
 
Will we ever come to
realize
need to let go and love
before it’s too late?
 
(before)  
Everyone  
wonders  
why did  
                                       
                                       _________i wait?

There is no one outside
To blame or to fight
The world is within you
Each person, each event
A facet of your self
That yet remains to be embraced.
Go deeper than the surface
Recognize the voice that whispers
“Wake up, wake up!”

Much needed spiritual rest  
I’ve returned to inspire the best  
I’ve looked over the mountaintop  
Things I’ve witnessed will not allow the flow of my mind to stop  
I’ve tasted hunger  
Seen the lifeless look on the faces of whoremongers  
Beauty gone, virginity robbed while they were so much younger  

Money will no longer be evident in this life  
Turmoil led by continuous strife  
Implanted devices denial if not  
The mark of the beast will mark its spot  
Elements of mankind  
Mentally strangled under the signs of times  
Some people out of sight will be out of their mind  
No Love and No Hugs  
Zombies roaming the streets enslaved to manmade drugs  
Society ruled by salvages and gun toting thugs  
 
I’ve seen the blood of death  
The poor begging crumbs from off the tables of wealth  
The Have and Have Nots  
Cameras with no morals screened as a hanging Gordian knot  
Viewers hitting like buttons without a script without a plot  
Seen in the eyes of everyone  
Silent observations of delinquency without a microphone  
Are we now reaping from what technology has sown  
Society fighting for a fifteen minute spot in the limelight  
Charity giving, snatched away by Mother Nature’s cruel plight  
Wandering sheep without a spiritual leader  
I tell you all of this, and no I’m no mind reader or Sunday school teacher  
 
Spiritual attuned from a land so far away  
It all started from my denial on Judgment Day  
QRS complex waves mounting up  
Flat lining in and out  
Paddles of Life to heart electrocuted without a doubt  
Between the gray areas of an elevated body  
Past the Masonic Temples, the Christian doors and even higher than the hidden secrets of the Illuminati  
My spiritual being has evolved as it roamed  
Traveling fast to a blinding light of the unknown  
Been here done this  
Second time around more cryptic bullshit  
 
Excuse my phrase  
But yet, I’m still mentally amazed  
I write from remembrance to my Heavenly father to get this right  
No time for sins no time for society’s political fights  
Had He chosen the fiery road where would I be  
Enteral Flames of Hell daily welcoming me  
Now I have great days with living, giving and all  
Thank goodness the bed of earth cushioned my heavenly fall  
 
Angels sighed we lost one again  
Why does women and men deny eternal life over sin  
This is where my spiritual awareness all begins  
I’m coming straight from the heart  
My soul, the essence of my perceptions, given as an initial start  
Thoughts between here and there.  
The place where your mind wanders, the place no one seems to care  
 
Heaven and Hell  
On this earth one can never tell  
I want my crown come this second time around  
If I’m denied  
For me, one step down  
So, sit back, relax and allow me to engage your mind  
From here to there, a land way before time  
Have you ever said, I’ve seen this before  
I’m your testimony to say it’s your first life reconnecting from no divine rewards  
No it’s not Déjà vu  
It’s your soul trapped while your head still bowed  
God’s punishment to you for your Commandments of disavowal  
 
Your body has resurfaced from a portal through minutes  
Stay in this moment stay in it to win it  
God’s words stated I must get this right  
I hope through my words you will understand my emotional plight, while I never lose word of sight, as a person might  
Although, it does occur at times, despite, that internal beam of spiritual light  
 
The crown of glory He begs to place upon our head  
Sacred scriptures given intellectually somehow escapes the mind from what we’ve just read  
I’m sure my narratives will leave many thoughts of words unsaid  
So, say your prayers before you get into bed  
The subconscious is where the secrets lies  
The pathway to our Creator and the mysteries behind the What, When, and the Whys

I love staring at a clear night sky for hours
I love to sit on my deck and paint the landscape
I love the smell of freshly cut grass and a campfire
I love to wander the forest by my house and take pictures from weird angles
I love to close my eyes and listen to the birds singing on a hot summer day
I love to read books while lounging in my bright orange bean bag chair
I love singing at the top of my lungs with music blasting from my speakers
I love chasing my dog all around the yard and tackling him
I love eating a chocolate lava cake while watching a movie with my sister
I love feeling the nerves I get right before acting on stage in front of an audience
I love going on a hike and being one with nature
I love fishing with my dad at our favorite lake
I love designing and creating a haunted house for my town
I love the taste of a smoothie any day of the year
I love traveling, seeing different places, and meeting new people
I love feeling the heat of the sun on my bare skin
I love the anxiety that comes with watching my favorite football team on TV
I love when people ask me what I'm passionate about
I love to spontaneously bake cookies in the middle of the week just because I felt like it
I love the smell of candles that fill my house when the power goes out
I love the game nights my family has on holidays
I love running around barefoot in my yard for no other reason than it feels right
I love to write poetry for all the world(or at least all of you) to read