Saturday, May 10, 2014

The truth




Helter smelter Heart soft as a feather; soul shelters sounds even better. Relax; while I pen this letter to my father he connects us keeps us all together; one, father spirit and son miraculous infinite spirit witness heavens arithmetic.
Head split like bananas splits spits ridiculous, exist when I exit this; wish. Abba; with you what can stop us, father. You’re in my dreams El Shaddai are you really in the sky? Yeshua can you hear me from your throne; Home the goal. Soul; Ezekiel like us roamed the valley of dry bones.
In this final hour we all need a strong tower; introduced us to the lion of Judah; true to us, the truth plus our Passover lamb. Jesus the Christ the I am; amen. Wonderful counselor full of abundance and glory; his story lives through us his kid’s children of the light son and daughters of Adonai, the advocate author and finisher of my faith. Cleansing holy water I did taste; grapes, wine.
In his hands he holds all matter and time the vine; purified. You greet me you are shalom, Jehovah Nissi the forever planner; my banner.  Walked the distant sands of the earth; virgins birth. Atheist; truth hurts, the conscience thirst what’s worst to die for nothing or live for the All. Stand tall, Babylon’s fall.
Love is all.
Blackhemmingway~2014π
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