I stand atop Mount Sinai and perceive all,
feeling the strength and duty of the tablet-stone in my arms
And I see the burning bush die out in embers –
blessing the entire country with a saffron glow of revelation!
And I direct forth my hands over the distant Promised Land!
Were I not to greet its dust through my fingers,
but wistfully bequeath it to my Joshua?!
So, Israel is filled with the progeny of the sweat of my genitals
even in the marked absence of me!
I am just labeling out each town, each cradle, each village
in the country, all that they wouldn’t name after me…
but invisibly was fire-branded with my blood.
You know Enoch, before me, never did decamp his duty
Even if they failed to recognise his impregnable, indomitable legitimacy!
You can count on a hijacked-by-evil Church to commit crimes for all posterity!
I am just sworn to be leading by example,
My faith in myself has been vindicated by a prolonged suffering
almost forty years in this lifetime, and millennia upon millennia,
aeon upon aeon in previous lifetimes, contrived by a cruel manipulation of destiny by a humongous evil!
And you see as I am a mountain, myself, atop this mountain
And also see the justification of why I flung the rock, not at your golden calf,
but at all the things of wrongfulness that you worshipped as righteousness!
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