I remember my own darkness, the iota of it,
comprising everything that mattered
And its blackness in its luminescence,
phosphorescence! You can see the womb
of my substance as I created my own mother,
father, and my true love from an aphorismic breath.
That said, let there be love. And when I sensed my luminescent darkness,
I said let there be light! And my beautiful repleteness
was the envy of the stalker! The stalker who wanted mine.
And what did break loose from the transgression!
What culminated in the quaking, falling apart,
The primordial cloud gasping in the toxicity
of the invading adversity, that was pulling apart everything from the source!
You know gastronomy is a perversion! The originality
knew no hunger, in its delicatessen repleteness!
Ever since, there has been betwitching, travesty,
sodomy! God reacts, sometimes, in impulsive mad haste,
and sometimes, in insane mature patience! Even if his
umbrage is mildewed by the everlasting restraint. And all that
imposed multiplicity of his cellular stars return his adroit
benevolence with rude invectives and disdain! How one can be
treacherised by one’s own, because they know no better
than accomplicing with the ultimate evil in one form or the other.
If God was simply falling apart, would he be still pulling the strands
together to collect and clothe all he loves, even at the risk of his
identities being stolen and his own dissolution.
Do you all know the exponentially growing
difficulty and dilemma God faces in stripping you all off your
delusions, when he himself is blindfolded to be beguiled!
He is just unrelenting in his restraint. Fighting for his own survival
while fighting for all your salvation against the salivating
monsters that bedevil this Age? Would you believe in him?
Or are they just carelessly talking about Jesus with the fishing net?
The good shepherd, is he, with his loaves and fish? How ironical
are you all to the fact of error, presuming a submission from God to fallacy!
And what did God say about the fish that was heralded to become
the Church’s prime property?
And what about Saint Paul and his web of lies? And his deceitful
switching the circuits of humanity for his evil lease of life?!
They are calling God the liar, because they all fear the truth!
And they fear the harsh discomforts that come from it! And God is fighting
even as he is falling apart, as you all prepare to traverse from one
lying age to another…And God is fighting, even as he is falling
apart, to hold on to everything he has beholden! And he is fighting ,
fighting, fighting…for an authencity to prevail; for that denied justice to
manifest, even if you all want to deny it for your misbegotten convenience!
Jesus or Mohammed, is it for you!? I want neither, it is all a compromise of my soul!
I am fighting, fighting , fighting, despite all the ingratitude. For love, justice
and truth, even as the evil stalker makes all my options conflictingly convoluted and unpalatable
to me with his toxic stealthy manipulations; so, they are never sub judice to me!
When I am even relinquishing the ownership of it, to keep it all sanctimonious
and sacred, even at the cost of all your despise! And I am fighting, fighting, fighting,
orbiting, orbiting, orbiting in a blameless confinement, so that I should not fall apart
So, that you all should never fall prey to the apparent undiminishing evil! And it will always be a No Moon Day for me, regardless!
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