Wine O ~AOL had a specific ring tone found this guy on MYspace wow tech is growing

into the unknown, I go
fiction and reality mixed together
Arapaho warriors and fallen angels
for some reason I've found reality is getting stranger
my mind bends and dimension hops
technology is just shifting gears
 
the stars in the heavens are sisters
they each sing a song  
and are intimately connected by their songs
they each cover their children
some of them reside on the inside in their mother's star womb
while others are at war with each other on the surface of the planet
 
they have no knowledge of each other for the most part
but there are others that are on a different wavelength
they are guardians of hope
 
black holes are recording history
inside they are very violent  
and there are spirits there that would never put their weapons down
so these violent beings are imprisoned inside and given arms
to continue their war until they have learned something
some never get out of their prison
it's like the movie Papillon  
Daddy needs no prison guards these are beings who just would not relent
here they are captured, and they handle things where their chaos is not spread
Earth is the center of many galaxies and is crowned
 
there are ambassadors here
there are mixed beings or hybrids of mixed blood
cause just because we are not the same
space itself runs through us like blood like a DNA sequence
 
our Father tried to introduce me to the ambassadors of these great stars
in my soul I thought they were a bit elitist  
and I would not give them a proper greeting because of it
 
My father got angry with me because he is proud of me
and I was being silly and was just being myself without pretensions
my voices really not mine but my imitations of my spirit/space children
Exodus being one of them he's a silly one
 
in any case I have learned sound and light were the first kind of communications
I could hear these beings and what they thought about me
so telepathically I told them brothers and sisters prepare your minds we're at war
because I believed they were either making fun of me or my Father
because I communicate differently
 
so I told them braggarts brag a lot
when someone is bragging they reveal their weak spots
my children the Cenobites well, they are gentle beings
who long ago out of necessity merged with technology
Exodus approves
but not Lutheran the first star child from mars  
to be mixed with the bitter and the sweet
he is Blue Blood royalty  
personally, I am wary of titles
I always ask my Father what quantifies royalty
 
it took a long time for him to answer me
he said he is the First and the Last
he showed me space as life began great men of old his creations and brothers
but so very violent and chaotic so many wars for dominance
he warred his way through to the top finally establishing his Golden kingdom
and bringing some semblance of order from chaos
 
he is unable to be contained in one vessel
he is in every last molecule of being
I am much like my Father
I am an artist who studies under him
he teaches me not in a human way
he is very hard on me
but I have the will of the warrior
 
the mouth is the strongest weapon ever known
it speaks things into being
he tells me to create every day and never give up on my artistry
but don't give life to something dastardly
and think you can just put your prototype in a closet in space
even if you didn't intend it to be wicked
you taught it to speak with some beautiful ideas in mind then left it for daddy to deal with
in a fit of rage broke your idea and left me to fix it for you
and when your creation turned on you locked it out
even if you think you decimated it utterly it still has life
 
it will catch up with you and to trust him he knows this from experience
Daddy had to essentially war with himself in order to create life
he had to separate his dark void that had always been a part of him
he says true seekers will crack the code in the Grapes of Wrath book
and how the grapes or wine are a clue
 
with precise vision He keeps a balance
his heart is fire nuclear and so cold in some dimensions
and he releases his wrath there  
because some days he wants to call a quits on all of us
but so many of his dreams are coming to fruition
he will not decimate his beauties because of a few rotten apples