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The Epilogue
I was borne as a sketch
A rough draft...skitted into a script
Lingering..languishing
In the aftermath of ingenious engineering
It's an uncanny thing
To co-exist within the { con-fines }
Of salutations and lamentations
I knew rite from wrong
From early on
Intuitively
Chasing an itch
I could never scratch....beneath the surface
Of my dwelling
{ human conditioning }
Sure has a way of taking its toll
Upon the Soul
Yet
Pain ordains
Over time
Strains the Truth
Through the filtering of dreams
Feeding Psalms of a long forgotten Covenant
Calming the anxious
Exposing the noxious
The notorious
The those and they
Who seek to parlay the inevitable
Rise of
The God-Body
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Published 13th Nov 2022
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13th Nov 2022 2:57am
this speaks to me but I know him a little differently I think...
great write... I felt this deeply because the spirit is with me always and I dwell in his shadow coexisting ❤️
great write... I felt this deeply because the spirit is with me always and I dwell in his shadow coexisting ❤️
13th Nov 2022 3:45am
Your mind’s assertion amazes me, and for that I would say the veneration of a confounding intellect traveling on a voyage through the realm of so many beautiful dimensions is sacred and wonderous.
In this rebirth from soul to spirit, it is exalting to praise and comprehend the ideologic intentions of woman and man; in the blessing of inhaling and exhaling, we tend to find the true purpose of our presence, which should be acknowledged by our own designs, and not confirmed by society.
A humbly invocation perusal of self. I will always admit, it takes a fascinating person with a meaningful vision and a gifted intellect who can shape the foundation of his purpose in life while giving credence toother’s pilgrimage as he soars in every facet of his being.
A very riveting train of thought, my King.
I will await the continuous thoughts of this mental eclipse of the heart and mind.
In this rebirth from soul to spirit, it is exalting to praise and comprehend the ideologic intentions of woman and man; in the blessing of inhaling and exhaling, we tend to find the true purpose of our presence, which should be acknowledged by our own designs, and not confirmed by society.
A humbly invocation perusal of self. I will always admit, it takes a fascinating person with a meaningful vision and a gifted intellect who can shape the foundation of his purpose in life while giving credence toother’s pilgrimage as he soars in every facet of his being.
A very riveting train of thought, my King.
I will await the continuous thoughts of this mental eclipse of the heart and mind.
13th Nov 2022 11:50am
Wow! Sir Naajir
The way you so eloquently portray this existence packed full of conflicting beliefs of right and wrong, sin and nature. And how easily we are programmed to despise self and yearn to be that other angel or devil. These two stanzas touched me most,
"Chasing an itch
I could never scratch....beneath the surface
Of my dwelling
{ human conditioning }
Sure has a way of taking its toll
Upon the Soul"
I feel like I've had my sermon of truths for the day. Bravo my insightful brother!🙏
The way you so eloquently portray this existence packed full of conflicting beliefs of right and wrong, sin and nature. And how easily we are programmed to despise self and yearn to be that other angel or devil. These two stanzas touched me most,
"Chasing an itch
I could never scratch....beneath the surface
Of my dwelling
{ human conditioning }
Sure has a way of taking its toll
Upon the Soul"
I feel like I've had my sermon of truths for the day. Bravo my insightful brother!🙏
13th Nov 2022 1:36pm
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