A Thousand Years From Forever (Twenty-Three)

The Waterloo
Below Sea Level  

The Emergent of Archangel Michael
 
My Lord, I am here within the midst of ancient time
I have blessed over the waters that flow through this ecosystem pours of Holy wine
Have baptized every fowl, and christened every fruit tree and all the grapevines
This realm is sacred, and has been spiritually consecrated by the Heavens above
The portal of the eighth wonder has been sealed, from the resurrection, ordained, as souls wade in the water, only to ascend to the oracle of rebirth, its Crown from highest above
I’m the lone drifter to oversee the shadows of such a Queen
The guarantor of her soul, as she is the beloved to a Supreme King
I see the future, as on Earth, as in Heaven, where divine voices in harmony sing
The prophecy has been foretold
I am the scared orator to inscribe this Sovereign’s existence upon my scrolls
 
I see a rebel on the dust of the wind
Foolish talk of love, treachery, betrayal will be retold once again
The untruth revealed in a state of animated grace
There will be wolves, with smiles on their faces
My Lord, the principle of Allah’s faith I carry, not of wings to dishonor
I have been sent here to see the progress of Archangel Gabriel’s daughter, her thoughts, I shall overcome as she ponders
The spirit of her soul has led me here
The sins of yesterday, for the heart to never asunder, she shall have no fears
 
I pray to you to give me and this mission guidance from the winds of the third Heaven, I beseech, my head in prayer I bow
This Heavenly Archangel hears your words, as if whispered by a Hummingbird
And professed by the Owl
My Lord, taketh this cup and remove the future thoughts from me
The war in Heaven, I will never allow in this dimension to become, or ever be
My arrow shall reach the minds of the Kingdoms, and the Royal Knights, who sit at the Supreme King table to offer treaties in the name of peace
The Book Of Life, on Judgement Day, I will only hope righteous souls who lived a healthy lifestyle name are eternally leased
 
The Waterloo
Below Sea Level
 
Anunnaki Kingdom
 
The winds speak of the wise
A passage from the Almighty, I hear lullabies, seen through my Pineal Gland, our spiritual higher conscious Third Eye
Peaceful incantations I am hearing resonating up to the skies
As our leader, who is this person
I am sensing a deity, or an energy who is praying to the celestial body do not turn bitter, and become worsen

You said a God, and here in the Waterloo, and does the Supreme King know about this
The Last time a God, or someone who have passed through our sacred waters, King David, then there was King Solomon, then Queen Sheba, their presence was a gathering among all Kingdom, that day was a gift
The Supreme King will not know, but his Queen would, this entity, or sacred energy, is her shadow
As the sun rises and kisses the seven seas, until the darkness surrounds by Moon’s glow
I could only assume from his, Shalom, it is a dialect I could not confess, recite, but I know the parchment and I need to gather this Kingdom, in case, an unnatural occurrence arises if you must know

The Waterloo
Below Sea Level

The Golden Palace
The Queen’s Conference Temple
 
My Queen, I do not mean to intrude, or be rude
Well, isn’t this a surprise when a handsome King comes and visits his Queen, in the middle of a Royal Ladies Council Meeting how can I help you, Your Majesty
I am due in meeting with I will hold my reservation, until much later, I will take you naked and naughty, and begging, for me, this Supreme King, want to hear
However, in meantime, I have a conference with the Dragon King, he is being placed in front of his Peers
The Supreme King, does not like any surprises, are my words clear
I have never set eyes on that Sire, my dear




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