July 2025
June 2025
Something gigantic is happening.
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Im getting back my childhood.
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This is like the Titanic going down; The bow (front) of the Titanic sank first, causing the stern (back) to rise out of the water and eventually tilt the ship to the point where it broke in two. As water flooded the compartments, the bow, being the heaviest end, submerged first, forcing the stern upward.
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Suddenly; Because of God; and intense long term prayer; Suddenly Before the Titanic breaks in 2; Suddenly it stops; the water below it is calm; The Titanic stops breaking in the middle; and a large ripping sound can be heard; Its the Titanic repairing itself; slowly the Titanic begins to reverse direction.
Suddenly the Bow comes back up from the weight of the water; The Stern lowers into the water; the back of the boat; Suddenly a splashing sound; The Titanic is miraculously back together. Its in one piece bobbing and splashing a bit back in forth in the water; but it slows dow. And setting in slowly (pause) and there is calm. From a distance onlookers cant believe their eyes; The Titanic has reversed itself; Its back in one piece; whole again..
The Titanic's engines are lit up; and it begans to roll and bellow; propellers forward; Motion; The Titanic begins to move down its formed track; its back on its journey as if nothing had happened and it continues down its track; on its way. And down the Ocean it sales onward to its original port…
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I am in my childhood…
I am in my childhood again. Down that pathway again… breaking through into that pathway… I can feel it.. Ive earned it.. Im earning it… Its not free…
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Think of someone being burned alive but without physical burning to their skin.. but everything else…
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The Titanic and myself are the same; the same ultered story; the Titanic coming back to life and I coming back to life.
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What is happened to me is not suppose to happen. It cannot happen without God. This is very painful to cross tracks back into my childhoods original track. This is literally Time Alteration.
Im warping time; Going Into my original self and starting over. I start over from the beginning; Before.
This is not easy.
And this wont be easy for some months. So far; its truly been brutal; but the universe does what I tell it to do. I command the Universe. And I told the universe to re-tro-fit me back in time; back into myself. And my commandment rings true.
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Here is the truth; here is the hard part. Since the past is an Alteration; All previous possibilities are gone.
Their will be no past; no “ Glory days”. No Noth’n. I wont wake up as Everything; Ill wake up as nobody; and Ill start from there; But Ill be free! And free indeed! But freedom costs. Its a very active place; its a place of activity. Its a place of sorrow… and with want; its a place of hope…. Its a place of loneliness acquired and discarded for something better… Its a place that plays upon words.. Word games; word salad… A solid monarch!
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SO be it!
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Its a place of fear and drowning… I have to call out to God as Im swept away; For the current has taken me. I must reach out to God for help and direction for the current has me like a snake in its teeth. But the snake slowly lets go as I drift in Gold… But the Gold is worthless is it not!
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I am left with blue sunlight… Amen
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And here I am. I have arrived at the port. Im a clean lad; dressed well in suit and proper… Im so clean I look like a clean street.
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Im another dirt-clod of curiosity looking around the palisade. I find myself in a hotel room made for immigrants… Dry folks crossing the water divide for another life.
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Ive arrived; its time to be grateful. Safety is of the day.
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Yet; Im in Gods wake… its a water boat in a bottle. No water; but allot a family.
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Im not in a safe place; God; you need to protect me… Said the Rabbit before it was eaten…
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Petrified demons causing much pain clamored to get out of my body; They spat on me; They spat in my face; evil eyes directing my flinching; while they left. I guess they have no respect for a musician and his monkey. The tree is always their to climb. Its always been theyr’s; Thus, Go forth young mansion seekers; live the dream.
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And the cobwebs spoke;
Spiders sing and spiders die… They fall and fall and fall away.. like a dying dream… And it has died…
And whats left is me the King!
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Freedom;
Freedom and dread; dropped on its head.
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So here I am…
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I have earned every bit of it…
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And I go forth knowing; no one owes me anything… I am alive; I wont be dying…
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I havent a need for noway back… I don’t have to go back; Ive become myself; but at a cost..
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I go back to face my memories… but not alone; God is with me… And this time I stay their… for that is the place of my journey.
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Journeys are interesting things; they can be as black as coal; frosty as night… And have all the purpose and non of it. And yet I still get up in the morning as a kid; Its just that Im all alone; for Fear; My friend; has abandon me. My friend Beer has abandon me; Now I must trek alone into the wilderness… But I have God with me. I love God… God loves all the squirrels. And I go forth…
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a comet am I.. But I have choices..
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A women is a walking talking flower…. And I want my flowing words to seep into her spider eyes… But her lashes… with a little make up and cake; they make for a fine Christmas tree… Green with silk trimming… long fingernails… all the popularity a jailhouse choir could sing… and shes free; only if you would talk to God first.
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Lay down your guns boys.. The war has begun…
Fire a shot and loot not!
A precious Indian Calendar still rings true in its yellowness and quirky fondness for ice cream Sundays.. Every Sunday and Monday.
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To Face the truth is the beginning of life… It cant be done alone… But when one wins one wins…
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Sweeping evil…..
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Something Gigantic is happening…
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