I wrote this after watching the video Lil Naz “Montero (Call Me By Your Name)”
You cannot battle enlightenment with blind eyes and migrating in the dark Asunder from the spiritual sphere, even Lucifer cannot find a spark When you are prepared to step up into the light of understating, I shall greet you where souls shall meet I am French Haitian Creole my skin is too sensitive, and I never did like scorching heat You best ask the Messengers who I really am I have traversed and have astral in and out of sacred realms It is...
You love more than I can begin to comprehend. Far reaching. Transcending my wildest prejudice. More complete than a material life can ever hope to be.
All consuming. Pulling me into a deeper consciousness. An awareness filling my soul over and over. A burning kiss that raptures each nerve. Tender whispers reassure my weary mind. A promise of delight is birthed all around. I dance to your rhythm of utter joy.
Later. Stars light my sky. You comfort me in my brokenness. For the sadness of this life weighs...
I'm on my way down The earth unfolds Towards my empty hole Here I will rule I'm no ones fool I can chew it up Grind it out Tear it up or Lay fire down
I feel a pull An unfamiliar pain Towards a glow A bright, bright light I can not see This can not be Different places Smiles on faces Able to be free Not meant for me I can no longer look My strength it took A voice sings down from the Window of clouds ...
I should reverence the cry of the eagle in the wilderness as much as any church made prayer. For shall I not be as near to God beside a mountain lake as breaking fast in a restaurant after church? That which separates us from our God is exactly that which prevents us from getting back to the garden; we were expelled because we wouldn't listen.
We hear but do not understand, we see but do not perceive.
But nature speaks as deep calls to deep
And we -
we bask in the shallows.
There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four...
I find it curious that it is claimed the “ loaves of God” (whatever they may be) are nourishment unto a soul, let alone the sole one (marked definite and singular by “the”) that God is said (and awkwardly at that) to wish good health when Scripture says in Matthew, Mark, and John that any bread distributed because of grace divine was something focused and designed to feed not souls (that could not chew bread anyway) but multitudes of hungry men.