life goes on; it's just different.
The Alpha is silent
Berashit
In the beginning
end from the beginning.
There is a story of two princes raised by a wolf
An argument ensues over which hill to use
A story since the beginning of time, there is more to that story
The Catholic Church in it's Pride to get along convened a synod and in synodality built an icon that removed the soul and removed all beauty of what God has given us and to show what we can achieve, their new icon has expunged humanity.
This also is a story since the beginning of time, there is more to that story
In the temple of the Sun and Moon I stood
In the temple of the Father and Mother I knelt
The bones of my ancestors that God created I hold
The hearth fire We keep alive
Vesta is patching it together
Sun at her back
left eye alight
crystal cross before thee
a shadow of an angel to be
Up the mountain they went
drum beat in hand
call to their brothers
lighting the way
through the veil of haze
they saw her
hovering bright
cone of light
above her heads spinning
Be still and listen
One day I will tell you a story
This Halloween fear not the ghouls that slither on the ground beneath the place you walk in space where you can not See. Beware the ghouls their masked removed their words dripping with the sacrificial blood of children.
In this world of such ugly
I'm grateful for the vision of beauty before my eyes,
to call Gods glory forward for all to See.
Inshallah
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