Last one
No more will I write
No more will I pour
My heart as I have done
I opened up in many forms
Let my soul wrapped in flame
Stake a claim
But I stood all alone
When love stood before me
I have seen too much to deny
Felt too little from others
To hate this world so much
Believing in a mystery
I could say you won the battle
But what will you lose
When I am gone?
… I never wanted to say I told you so
I have been told
By many and few
To not dwell on the past
It appears we have no past
And therefore no future
But there is one thing about me
You should know
I love absolutely everyone
And bear their pain or disease
If they passed me by
Turning me into
A hypochondriac
According to science
However, I do not complain
But offer it up to God
He then takes it away from them
If that is what he wants
For it is written
He shall bear their suffering
Your heart is so far away
He said pray that it not be winter
On that day for you
O that day of wrath
So then He took Winter for Himself
Upon Himself be bore
For me and you
How did he do?
So far, alive
And heartbeats are like a Harley
Listening to that song that boomed
Made me remember
Remember, that Jesus is King
No matter what happens
No matter what
I had hoped
Hoped that by now
Those who truly love
Would step up
But they did not
I had hoped
Hoped that by now
Those who love to love
Would do so
Without question
But they also did not
This includes myself!
As it is your faith and love
Reflecting through me
As I am merely nothing
Yet
I Am Who I Am
But you
You are also nothing
Did nothing
And hid
So from one breath
I can blow you away
Like a hurricane
As it is in my power to give
Though I prefer the Love path
Either way I can lead you there
Your choice…
What makes me ill
Is not your diseases or viruses
But your lack of compassion
That the least are driven asunder
By your inflated sense of righteousness
I Am is among the least
Bearing the worst of it all
That is what makes me ill
Know that when I am ill
Angels come to my aid
How could I not love
My own art?
If it be of my love
If it be of my hate
It is my art all the same
So let me be the worst of all
That is how I appear to them
But I can bear anything
Including death
Including hate
Including pain
Yet live
Because of Love
Love loves you
And
I learned
To let Love love me deep
So I do yearn for more
Only Love I give
Nothing in return is bestowed
That makes me the least
As I am still and can weep
But do not gnash my teeth
Peace
Amen
The presence of God does not end
Especially at the Eucharist
For the Host Most Holy
Is the beginning and the end
May the Lord of Hosts
Lead you to
His Presence
In one another
In the Universe
In you
First some perspective
Feeling ostracized
Is no different
Than the death of a loved one
However to the one left alone
All their loved ones died
Such that without love
There truly is nothing left
But when poustiniks pray
They should remember the forgotten
Before they lose themselves
The joy is only found
When the pain is offered
We found it together
Through the cross
Through the death
Through the resurrection
Amen
What a day of love
Despite evil afflictions
O what a day of love
When sanctification came our way
O what a day of joy
When salvation came as a child
Had we known they would crucify him
Would we have kept him hidden?
Some things are kept hidden
In plain view for you
Yet a True Life in God we live
And undeserving of every reward
The reward that Jesus promised he did
Oh my heart beats like his own
Deification comes
It comes sooner than you expect
Do pray out of love
O what a day of love
My heart sings it true
I had a vision today
I was before the Throne of God
That was surrounded by all the Saints
Surrounded by all the Angels
I appeared before all of Heaven
And the whole host cheered with praise
I felt unworthy
I was nothing before the Lord
The Throne was empty before I appeared
So I asked the Lord for His Presence
The Almighty Father appeared and He was also Jesus
I prostrated myself before Him
Saw His Feet and asked
Am I worthy to untie your sandals
He said, “You are”
As I removed first His left sandal
I saw His wounds
The scabs were large so I wept tears of Joy
At the worthiness He gave
I kissed his feet and my tears flowed
Onto His feet
As untied His right sandal
My tears flowed onto the wound from the nail
And the wound started to shrink and heal
**** Spoiler Alert ****
I remember
When Christmas Eve
Was full of wonder and belief
At the birth of Jesus – a baby
Not just a baby
But God made fragile divine
Yes, fragile
Which it is why Santa’s foot
Crushed the stable
Before the warm hearth
And the world celebrated it
Celebrated destruction
That is not love
Your sin is letting this false god
Prey on the greed of children
Turning them into heathens
Because they were all lied to
And continue to be
So the Mother of God
Took her child and flew
Away from this apostasy
To crush the head of Satan
Once and for all
AMEN
My prophesying has been tested
My prophecies have come to pass
I am nobody really
Just a lower case alpha and omega
Remember, there is always mercy
Ask for grace Our Lord will give it
If wrath comes
It was because of your ignorance
Not because of my warnings
My eyes are growing dim
Which means the time is very near
As the lack of love
Allows for a thick blanket of death
For the asleep
A New Heaven and New Earth await
What are you waiting for?
Important message to the so called executive leadership team, of whom I cannot contact directly. What are you afraid of?
In the light of the latest news of various certain high profile executives, leaders, and idols, the darkness of your sins have been brought into the light as was foretold long ago. The light is not light of some spotlight of power, but rather the power of love.
Over the years, the corruption from within your organization has bound yourself to the chains of death and sin, unless you repent before they come to light, and repentance means bringing it to the light yourself before someone else does, which takes tremendous courage and strength, gifts only God can give.
You know what your sins are, and greed is at the top of the list. What do know what magnitude you will be punished? Take your total net worth and divide that by the lowest paid employee in the entire company and that number is how much you will be eating ash. If you do not repent, you will hate, and if you hate you will be cast away because God does not tolerate haters.
That simple.
I look forward to hearing your confession.
Moses (yes, the real Moses)
I read their hearts
Stones of hearts they all were
I could not reach them
I could not tell them I loved them
Their love was cold inside
Ready to be cracked open
Amen
Never did keep track
Could not bother with time
It is not real, you know
Cause if the Earth spun faster
You would have had a hundred birthdays
Instead of twenty
What is the worship of the sun?
What if the world spun to a halt?
How old would you be without your clocks?
Where would the sun rest it’s rays?
Just like the Moon
You only see one face
So you know it is possible
What would time be then?
The oscillation of an atom?
Do you like to age?
Face God and worship God
YOUR Creator who loves YOU
Where time has no meaning
And Love by Grace keeps the illusion of time still
Love itself is dying
And about to truly die
Do you not feel the blood shed pangs?
And no one cares enough
For if they did for this unworthy vessel
They would let me out
Of this evil prison
Instead they keep me longer
My only way out
Is to LIE
I would rather DIE
You can still hold
Broken earthenware
With love
But it is still broken
If not all the pieces are together
Love can make vessels new
If you believe in the Resurrection
All the while you say to yourselves
What does this mean?
It means the long lost flock
Has not been accepted into the fold
Sheep are still sheep
And I am the shepherd of this exiled flock
Still do not believe?
Not on my head these hot coals are
Feel the burn and anxiety?
It gets worse
Amen
O Lord, my God, I call for help by day
I cry out in the night before thee
Let my prayer come before thee
Incline thy ear to my cry!
For my soul is full of troubles
And my life draws near to Sheol
I am reckoned among those who go down to the pit;
I am a man who has no strength
Like one forsaken among the dead
Like the slain that lie in the grave
Like those whom thou dost remember no more
For they are cut off from thy hand
Thou hast put me in the depths of the Pit
In the regions dark and deep
Thy wrath lies heavy upon me
And thou dost overwhelm me with all thy waves
Thou hast caused my companion to shun me;
Thou has made me a thing of horror to them
I am shut in so that I cannot escape;
My eye grows dim through sorrow
Every day I call upon thee, O Lord
I spread out my hands to thee
Dost thou work wonders for the dead?
Do the shades rise up to praise thee?
Is the steadfast love declared in the grave
Or thy faithfulness in Abaddon?
Are thy wonders known in the darkness
Or thy saving help in the land of forgetfulness?
But I, O Lord, cry to thee;
In the morning my prayer comes before thee
O Lord, why dost thou cast me off?
Why dost thou hide thy face from me?
Afflicted and close to death from my youth up,
I suffer thy terrors;
I am helpless
Thy wrath has swept over me;
Thy dread assaults destroy me
They surround me like a flood all day long
They close in upon me together
Thou hast caused lover and friend to shun me
My companions are in darkness
Psalm 88
I have so very few friends it seems
Beginning to wonder
Why they flee from me
She felt all alone
She screamed from the pain
They came to restrain her
It was not necessary
I listened to her story
Her nightmares revealed it all
So I told her that I loved her
To believe that God is with her
And face that demon with no fear
Such a child so bright
Her smile made the Devil flee in fright
Her nightmare
Is no longer
Love is the answer
Not pain
I noticed how they treat you
Just because you are woman
I am just a man
No longer
A Prophet Scorned 
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