Match made in Heaven

 

Luke 12:49-53

I

I'm a Match made in Heaven, I wanna burn;

let me strike you down and spark the convo.

Douse your soul in Holy Fire, Trans, yearn;

quench your sorrows and thirst for Love, learn!

Jesus wants you for Supper, give up Hormones;

there's One, who sees you, can gender Sermons –

Come to Heavens stairs and rap the door knock-turn!

II

Match made in Heaven, to make you blaze;

rekindle your fervour and passion, Providence!

You shall draw strength in fatigue, Grace;

when your heart is broken, and spirit unfazed.

Come to Jesus and His Cross, Welcome Trans –

here you shall be like Angels, the second chance!

Strike your sulphurous brackets, make Haste!

III

Match made in Heaven, will you box yourself in Heaven;

your ship is ready, to set sail and be exalted Saints.

Come, feast the Holy Supper, Baptised in Fire, E. Leven;

Jinx; Breach; Switch; Revy; Kaneki; Steven!

Together you shall form a Universe, made in Pain's

Reward, make an anthem despite duress chains,

Will you be triggered to scandal in this hallowed Coven?

Nazi – Not Seen

 

I Am the Sword — Epic Fantasy Battle Song

Revelation sang by a viking

White Ships Sale – See “Prohvet Maltsvet” a false prophet who promised that a white ship, much like the Teleri in Tolkiens lore would come and save the Estonians from the Soviet Union and Mother Russia, giving all faithful Green Cards to Live in America. All those who believed lost all their fame and fortune.

Stop Hormones like Lasnamäe – see “Peatage Lasnamäe” song Alo Mattiisen - Peatage Lasnamäe

Kelp – a large brown seaweed, with a long tough stalk, and broad frond divided into strips. Kombu in Japan, unique umami flavour, main dashi in Japanese cuisine.

I

Then Naši wanton to rouse my speech;

many left-turners Tina Best, to Rue Right.

R&R to make the workers seep and screech.

To make the Chocolate taste like soap siege;

when galvanic elementals smother the upright!

Nazi – not seen in the friction, Communist kite;

to bring back the scholars, who blushed, my Liege!

II

Holy, Holy, Holy, is Lord God All-Mighty –

El Shaddai, His Christ in Holy Spirit, fall down and pray!

I shall work with the demons and succubi, Rightwing;

whoever can wield the Sermon of the Mount over all Bling!

To aid the orphan and widow, to amend the Harlot 'Kay;

the Otaku, Gamer, Transkid, abandoned in the White ships sale!

Behold, Jesus Loves Thee – come to the Holy Supper and Sing!

III

Where shall be your Mother, your Father and Brother;

Sister, Niece and Uncle, Aunt, who do the Lords bidding!

Let yourself be served by the Handmaid, gather –

King-snake devours all magic from Egypt, Philistine heir;

like the last of the Mohicans until those, who are kidding

with Ariel and Uzza, be smothered to do their fidling!

Righteous do more, Wicked more Wickedness under-clover...

IV

Nazi-Not Seen, seethe the Tesseract, breed.

I shall make the skinheads great again;

Hells Angels roam, Biker Mice from Mars rad!

Vaši glasnost wawsa sawqaw precept tad;

upon another precept, rules rue the crude slain.

Until all cups filled with vodka/Martini for Bane;

Stop the Hormones like Lasnamäe, no Need for Speed!

V

Take back Families and Marriage, Left remember Yourself;

Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, Thomas Sowell!

Establishment not your Friends, your allies not in wealth;

choose AA, the Community Centers, Halleluyah, kelp!

Make up not break up, put up or shut the fuck – quell

all peaceful protests and futile demonstrations shocked shells.

Like kappa playing TMNT – its time to come Mental Health!

Chandra x Teferi

 

The following is my own meditation and dost acclaim to be canon nor related to Mark Rosewater; Wizards of the Coast; Hasbro

Teferi Akosa

Chandra Nalaar

MTG Colour Combinations

1.

UWR meats UBW, one 4/4 other 2/3;

Jeskai against Esper, locked in turmoil.

When the Chronomancer wanted to redeem;

stave the World from Phyrexia clear.

He created a New Metaverse Serene;

where Fire and Wisdom would reign supreme.

In the planes of Myr-Adoraj they chose to stay!

2.

The Pyromancer was Trans, didn't give a fuck first;

Teferi was cunning, let the brat have her Hearth.

Nothing in common, but the enemy who thirsts;

to dye all colours in oil and perfect their outburst!

Thus a Safe Haven was made, to hide in manapurge –

a void stream, to shut down all spark, heroic emerge!

To Make Ravnica Great Again, while the Obliterators cursed.

3.

Chandra Nalaar, to animate all flames, empower;

Teferi Akosa, turn back time and ponder.

One Like fiery emancipation, the other Ivory Tower.

Unstoppable force meats immovable Lauder.

Disputing, critiquing; lamenting asunder;

difference mingled and turned into yonder.

Fought for four years, and shipped on Prowess!

Borrowed Time

 

I

Joker in the Full House, playing Poker;

Bakara and Black Jack to Holy Fool!

Borrowing times and Shekels, gerah's;

He, who holds the nuts of Cashew, Ser.

Whether, Jaime; Tyrion; Cercei; Tywin Cool –

Whiteraven shall judge your Booty and Boon!

War Spoils for El Shaddai, Christ, Holy Spirit, Hear-Hear!

II

Who wants to receive their mantle of godhood;

to be Robin in the shadows of Innistrad.

When the roads of Kamigawa lead to brood;

Kaladesh with Chandra; Doninaria with Teferi good!

UBW the best colour, fight me, I make your Trad

wear same clothes as Burnt Njal in his Saga Rad;

so you could wash the hands and feet of camels loot!

III

Here for the memes and salt dispensers, to raise your 50 cent;

until all mimes at the road to Sodom and Gomorrah chant:

“Blessed are He, who comes in the Name of the Lord” Repent!

The Divine Gangsta, to Gospel and bonk your noggin bent;

who wants to eat Supper with Lord Jesus Christ – recant!

Have no business in Establishment nor Money plant –

Choose The Cross and the Bible, the Shield and Sword, Gent!

IV

Your Times borrowed, whole World full of the Glory of El Elyon;

stand down and worship, on the crossroads, whom shall I find –

The Righteous and Chosen, fuck off, come ye Harlots; Otaku; Tron;

who Trans in their Mission, Jesus has a holy armament Cylon!

Receive the handmaid, First of Apcalypse, Conflict, the Kind;

I shall spark your conversation, 2v3-3v2 do you Patience Blind?

Run in front of Conan the Bavarian, to give Praise to the Crome!

V

Attributes from El Shaddai, Lording through Adonai, in Christ;

receive the Holy Spirit like Effatah and Talitha Koum blatnoj.

When others preach hormones and breach your wrist;

choose the Gospel and Cross your Life with Ferenz List!

Be the connoseur of your Life in the Books, the duch Tainoj;

to cloak and dagger for the people, what matter, Sloj geroj!

For in Christ even demons become Seraphim, Succubi Feist!

How to use your Runic enchantments properly

 

Every now and when I encounter people flaunting their tattoos, which are Norse Mythology related and depict some form of Runic Enchantment. This essay is not to bash or rebuttal Neo-Nazis nor anything else like that, but merely discuss the shortcomings, so people could live their way of life safely and openly. The Runic Spirits often found the Nazis mildly amusing with their ignorance and all, playing pranks on them, like Blue advising Duchess to take a 24h beauty sleep insdead of a 23h one for added effect. Sometimes I need to let my bratty side out as well, to keep some insight.

The main problem, what people face is, the same as when you would account Activa and Passiva in taking your loan and inspecting your house as collateral, because we don't live on farms anymore, so your house, is just a house and not adding some form of income, what could be charged instead of just taking away the house, which the bank dost like, for they don't have the time to commission your house. A Runic enchantment is in the same way a loan or a Vow, there the person takes a pledge to achieve something or a way of life – Norsemen seldom carved runes on top of their bodies with permanent piercing, for that tradition came from the Maori and other such. They used face paint, so they could wash it off, once the deed or campaign was done. So in away westerners can be as annoying and obnoxious to the spiritworld, like avatar: Korra asking the help of the spirits to defeat Kuvira, who made the spirit cannon, and the spirits flat-out refuse, because they already got abused.

Strong Men, like the Hell's Angels; Some Neo-Nazi who just wanna commemorate their ancestry and patriotism; Marines and Soldiers; officers, don't have to worry about if they put three Kenaz on their shoulder like a sergeant badge. Because they have the attitude and discipline to back it up. The problem becomes, then some waifus or woke Karens start mimicking it, and then find out, after the fuckery, that the Runic spirits are not impressed, like the Uchiha clan staring down Itama Senju, who was sent to stall them, so the Senju clan could safely retreat. For if you don't have what it takes, to affirm the enchantment, you put on, then at best they'll lecture you, like in Molly's Game, the cheating yuppie got for bringing his own chips to the table and costing 40k to Molly. You could start seeing flashbacks, there your life gets confronted with unfinished business, like the girlfriend you didn't marry at school; the slight you offered to your best friend; the job opportunity, you didn't partake, because you wanted to love and take care of your retired Mommy more and stay at home etc. Depending how serious the Runic enchantment is, the response can be equally demanding. I mean if you vowed to be John Wick, and just like with the boy who cried wolf, then the Runic spiprits, who's sigils you used to carve you fancy sign, come to check on you, and don't find John Wick at your designated area, they can infest madness in your scull, like happened to Loki after his betrayal, then he was bound, to have poison dripped onto his head. The most notorious bad ending, where the Women of Adolph Hitler, for using the Odal rune to prove their racial purity. They lost their soul, and became like cattle, because they there'nt strong enough to play Avatar of Vaatu. They could only stand in the presence of the little man, who inspected them, like they there Cows of Bashan. Just because they wanted to affirm their racial purity and distinguish themselves in front of the Communists and others hounding German Empire. Most infringements happen, because people want to possess the Odal Rune, and get possessed instead. Its like buying yourself a smart phone, or even Alexa, and then that starts living your life. You need to have a sertain prowess, in order to use such servants or tools properly, lest they shall live instead of you. The same goes for using the services of Grok, when you're a Christian, for the internet is foreign territory to us and belongs under the Thunder and Wind element, reigned by Lucifer Morningstar. Whenever a Christian calls out something something bible related because Porn bad or Pedophilia etc. then it might cause a diplomatic disaster, like between Zuko and his dad in the war room, then he defended the soldiers honour at the cost of the general who talked to his dad the Fire Lord. Or even better, St. Ansgar, the real figure in Vikings, who was such an obnoxious asshole, who almost lost the Viking tribes to Christ, when he had to boast about the awesomeness of Jesus Christ in the wrong place at the wrong time and had to touch hot iron, without Jesus interfering. Why do people tease God like that, and make him blush in front of he other gods. Judaism and Christendom used to be Henotheistic not Monotheistic. Other gods do exist, but we don't worship them, just like then you get married, other women still exist, you just are not on the market to enjoy them anymore. So why should some people get to act as though they are yandere or Narcissistic Cannibals and only their ship exists and you can only talk about that? You still need to be respectful, then entering somebody else's house and bringing your rulebook with you. Mat 22:15-22; Luke 10:1-12; Pro 26 Why do Christians wanna be that Alp on yer scalp, not knowing their place, which is to proclaim the Gospel of the lord, not to get in pointless fights and debates, for we got no lip for argument! – or Jesus has to drink violence? Is He a Fool, for hiring You for the Job, should He fire your ass, and cast out to the void? Like the scene in Breaking Bad, then a baldy said the wrong thing and got himself killed, because it disrespected His masters honour in dealing with His subordinates? Not even Heisenberg could save his ass by asking to Relax!!

But hey, if you're a big boy, and intend to follow through, there are no problems. Also you have to have a retirement ritual in mind or burn it out, once you go to pension and feel, you can't live your way of life anymore. The runic spirits take it personally, then old geezers still carry around, after they can't no more. But hey, if you are Moses, who went to his grave aged 120 in full strength, serving Israel in the desert, because he started his mission at 80, you don't have to heed, what little white raven is chirping to you!! I'm just worried, perhaps you're less awesome than Moses in his prowess. Have a safe Journey in discovering Yourself, wish you all Godspeed!

Ready for War

 

HE MADE ME A WEAPON, NOT A WITNESS | GOD TURNED MY PAIN INTO POWER

ONLAP - Ready for War

I

Behold, Faithful Servant of the Lord, are you ready to die;

Serve as divine armament, the shield and sword!

Don't speak of Gospel, witness it in blood and smite!

Cast down the machinations of Evil, the unjust yokes, smile;

the Archons of Gnostics, the Established leaders accord;

those, who only consider, but never follow, afford!

Go out and do Justice, you the blade of Heaven, Shine!

II

Break down, and thunder in your peril, draw out your darkness;

charge ahead, unsheathe yourself, don't be afraid of the Monster!

For Jesus Loves thee, beautiful nightmare, when the peers heartless;

don't seek love from this world, but become, who loves, bless

the battlefield with salt and fire, to make the demons muster –

you shall gather the family you never had, with Court-Jesters;

and defeat armies with One Word from your mouth, Confess!

III

Surrender to your fate and loose yourself in the quest;

anointed by your anxieties and dread, the juggernaut!

Go berzerk and unleash your fury, to Grace the feast.

You are the Reaper, who goes to take the yeast;

what the enemy glittered on the carpet and moat.

You shall give children true Providence, what dost bloat;

leading to the Promised Land, without loosing the least!

Embrace the Turmoil

 

1.

Don't seek Christ, when you want Peace;

to be the respected scholar, the leader revered.

Christ, like enmity, to glimpse the void haste;

to embrace the Turmoil, torrent of Hail-fire face!

To be bitten by the spider, until all in you sear:

to loose all paths and guidance, including the Fear!

Seek the Champion, the Shield and Sword, Ravens Feast!

2.

Don't seek the Cross, to be dandy and cool;

its not for fashion, nor if you want to blues.

Seek it for peril, to go to Hell and back, fooled;

when you chase the fairy and devils, crued.

Like the Angel of Hesekiel, charging never choose

to turn. The spit and eating shit your boost;

to hold the line and be the Custodian loose.

3.

What is your choice, Life in Christ, or bury the dead;

friendship with Worlds, is enmity with those, who serve!

To wash the hands and feet of the cross-roads, who bled;

make yourself useful or don't bother to get ahead!

Christ for the Hell's Angel; Navy Seal, G.I Joe unnerved;

to break down and heal others, charge forward fervent.

What say, Heathen or Atheist, Christian, Deus Vult, be Led!