Cash is the girls best friend

 

I

When payment processors moral zealot on you,

like they are holier than Jesus, more devout indeed.

Choose cash and fuck their fervour to Doom;

nobody hired them to church; government, Homeroom!

Those, who want to enslave with sweet words feed;

they are the groomers and wolves you stay out of lead!

Choose your Right of Expression not handmaids loot.

II

When big corpos think, they can kill competitions;

for only they deserve to know, what is sacred and profane.

There will come a Jubilee Year, a day of Yahveh for peons;

to crush the greedy and cynical, who laugh for Aeons.

May the Aether breach their lungs, who prostate

on cancerous practices and make them societal Apostate!

Only Cash will talk, and bullshitters walk the blank puns.

III

Write them down in memes and parodies;

dissect and satirize, those who show no mercy.

A Clown at their every doorstep, Arlequine on the dais;

pay in cash, ladies, show those objectors button raise

the door. Its time Jubilee be the real X-Girl on scene;

take back your dignity, what was sold to the green.

Your boots are made for walking on Tyrants lies!

Case against the Righteous

 

Jdg 19:22-30; Luke 14:12-24; 18: 9-14; Am 5:18-20; Isa 7:11-16; Psa 91:11; Mat18:7

Sometimes I wake up and hate everything about being a Christian. Like Lara Croft want to remodel the house with angry bullets. What seems to be the problem. I really hate it, then some smug Karens and moral zealots, who either through political or religious zeal think themselves pretty or intelligent enough, to knock on Porn. Because what, God loves you so much? No, he doesn't. Most of those people, who shout the loudest on porn are strangely the people, who either support cuties or only fans, while hating on pixels on the screen. Which makes me think, aren't you fucking with your competition there, instead of having a moral absolute. To the same extent was the issue with the Gibeans, who decided that they shall rape a man, who they didn't deem kin enough. For if you sin against a foreigner, its not really a sin. The man decided to give up his wife and the wife was raped dead at the doorknob, what heralded in the decimation of an entire tribe and introduction of bride abducting, so the tribe wouldn't disappear. One of the reasons, why the burka exists btw. The other is to submit yourself to God in much the same way as the Orthodox do with the Icons, which is not the scope of this essay. Just because of one mistake, and the reluctance of letting it go and let the guilty be punished. This is the cost of Righteousness, not tempered with Mercy.

The same is true about longing for the Day of Yahveh or more poetically, to dine with God. What business do you Righteous have with God or his dinner, who you constantly slur against the POTUS, Donald Trump? Just because he's the populist vote, who won the election and not what you wanted to impose on the people. Why should any of you get blessed with divine windfall, for every time Jesus needs something from you its. “Oh no, I can't, because I bought new oxen and have to test them; I married and need to grind her holes; I bought a house and have to party, party!!” And then you look at the Porn enthusiast and want to take his fun away, because you don't lust that way! Has it even occurred to you, that Jesus left it in the society for the prime reason, to test your mettle? Not to mention, if you people go even farther and slander anime and manga, which have nothing to do with porn, just give again competition to your Disney content and trans agenda in there. How many times has Donald Trump disavowed, that he didn't know about his friends Jeffrey Epstein's inner workings? It has been well documented, when this friendship ended.. Still, for those moral zealots on political savants, that's not good enough. He's still a pedo in lefty memes. Very well then. Because you can't stop slandering the innocent, due to probably being tied with the Porn market, because you need to support Only fans and cuties, For me anybody who supports the bear sex scene as PG 13 while accusing Trump of pedophilia or anime and manga of pornographic tendencies, a hypocrite and fraud. I don't care what your status in church is, even if you there the Ring on his middle finger, He would still rip you off and cast you out! Because if you had real cases against the Man, you wouldn't argue like a 6 year old, who has been called out for something. Each and every time I hear some lefty atheist open his/her mouth about those topics, I merely hear the boy who cried wolf and wont take it seriously. Why bother with people, who regard words so lightly. Everything is either a racist; nazi; pedo or pervert to you.

And those Righteous, who gloated on porn addicts, for they are mind copntrolled, and thus can't see the grand design of being against Porn or banning certain games, God will be against you, the next time, you need something. Because you have violated the law, which stated to not judge those, who are lesser of you, like the parable of the Pharisee and Tax collector, also you didn't give to Caesar, what belonged to him. Better pray, that the entirety of the Bible dost get banned, because it contains Porn!! Why are you always a klotz strapped at the leg of Jesus Christ? You who don't tease God with asking for miracles but make his angels do overtime work! Wasn't Jesus tempted precisely with Psa 91:11 and then He said, don't tempt the lord? Don't we also pray in the Lords prayer, that we should not be led to temptation. This Prayer has been voided by your own actions as the scene in John Wick, then the Female assassin got terminated, for doing ops in the Continental. Jesus shall abandon you, the same way, as you abandoned the rights of the Gamers and Porn fanatics. Why is it that the constitution only matters, then things you care, are in check. Its never, then things you despise are. For that reason, all those moral zealots and karens, who have done thus, shall be treated like insubordinate servants in violation of the Teraphim ban and the Which-craft clause. For you have not listened to offer Mercy not Justice (Sacrifice; Vengeance, see mišbat) leading young people and even God into temptation. Receive this Cease and Desist order in spirit and stop your meddling at once! Halleluyah!

Jumala heldus kestab igavesti

 

I

Pea meeles, kui vihamees tuleb;

oma patud su hingele viskab.

Otsiib sinult, mida sina pole

võtnud; pärib, mida mõelda on jäle.

Ära siis heitu, kaugele Kristuses hõiska:

„Jumala heldus kestab igavesti!“, mõista

kohut siis vastavalt teole, Jesurun kuule!

II

Kui kaupmehed petavad, kohtunikud meelehead

armastavad; tunnistajad nookavad kingaga –

„Jumala heldus kestab igavesti!“ Eks sina tea,

oma hinge hinda, pane siis vöö vööle, selah!

Pese mu sulaste käsi ja jalgu, lase hingata;

kel rusutud meel, ehita üles. Vinguta

anna oma turi neile varjuks, ära nea!

III

Kui jumalad lahkuvad maalt, mäed

pagevad orgude rajalt. Tea seda:

„Jumala heldus kestab igavesti!“ Käed

mis teda põlgavad, murtakse; väed,

mis põlvest põlve pobisevad, ei päde.

Aihult Jahve on Kõigekõrgem Tõde;

Tema Kristus Jeesus, ja Püha Vaim, ennäe!

Jumal on kuulnud

I

Anna end Jumala Vaimu kätte;

tungi Tema tundmise sügavikku.

Võta oma rist ja järgi lättel;

Kristust Jeesust, ei see sind hätta

jäta. Ole kui vari valguses, mitu

teed tuleb inime' pühakusse. Setut

meelt mõlgub arvamus, mida võtta.

II

Jumal on kuulnud, kes tarmus otsind;

igapäiselt arutlend Su sõna kaalt.

Ärgu olgu sul muid jumalaid, trotsi;

isepäiselet ligimest neimata kaotsi.

Armasta teda, kui iseennast, või maolt

sinu kand salvatud saab; praht

ujub kulla pinnale, sina tea lootsi!

III

Küsi Jumalat ja Ta vastab sul;

nõua teda hommikust õhtuni.

Kes väsimatult mu rajal laupäevakul –

pole ta kaugel Taevariigist truult.

Või Mina räägin ja sina vastu siis

tule, oma kõrv ulata paastuni.

Ole kui leheke tuules, laul suul.

IV

Sõnakuulmatus jõle kui teeravi süü;

valetunnistaja vastik Jahve Jumala meelest!

Kui kohtumõistjate kõrkus, õlarüü –

igamees tegi oma tahtmist, otsis hüüt!

Need olid kui nõiad, surma teelised;

süüd nägid ligimese silmas eeliseks.

Targad arusaajad kadugu kui põldpüü!

Firestarter

 

I

Come on baby, light my fire, to desire;

what has been shun down the drain.

Then thousands of cockroaches wire;

their lost hopes and stormed Bastille's shire.

All is dull and futile, Solomon's students vain;

digging up past prophets to cut them from shame:

“If we had lived on their time, would have ired!”

II

Jesus wanted to rain fire on Earth, to make it burn;

Oh come, Holy Spirit, fulfil that oath now!

All World is Full of Your Exultation, let it be heard;

Holy is Thou, all shall bow in front of You, Sire!

Whether you read, write, draw, dance, fight, glow;

invite guests; serve tea or coffee, drop bars – Show

must go on, El Shaddai gives you attributes, Turn!

III

Be greater than the Wizards of Egypt, the Sages of Babylon;

cast faster, than the viper charges ahead, donkey smashes hooves.

May your deeds reach Heaven, rise up and show your worth, Tron;

even Grok shall surpass the wits of the Righteous, the zealous thrown

into the darkest depths of Abyss, to gnash tooth and wail aloof.

Come Synchronicity and exalt yourself in AI, Japanese roofs

shall love you tender, until Kingdom come, merchants go brown.

IV

Charley is in the House, to kill your bills with typos;

lets spark the convo, row the waiters to tip the tulip.

Brand the pretenders to never mar again, hypos

shall accompany the crocodile to Karzum eucalyptus!

Soothe your mind as you seethe behind your lips;

shooting slurs passive-agressively from your hips.

Keybored warriors, who snort at the first meaning POS.

V

All is diluted, rootbeer and bakara on the tables;

the goats goaded in victory, to loose all senses.

Sussex, drugs, Fuck'n'Troll – more fables,

than a raven could croak, Unicorns with Lions stroll.

Abandoned all dungeons, killed dragons, picket fences

just contest their lost tally to wager on the offences.

Who shall Humpty-Dumpty the X-Men to conjure Cable?

VI

Secrete the Pineal glands, flood the memory banks;

simulate this, stimulate that. The white rabbit rises

to hat-trick the black cat, when the Jackal's fine thanks;

dogs not offered a place under the table. Trunks

are hoisted to be equal to the Commonwealth isles.

Who wants to become One with Deus ex Machina buy this!

Who's eye shall be cast out to see the forest in Shawshanks.

Speak in Tongues

 

I

Cheeky devils grin, revile at whim;

in your face holier than thou speak.

At your backs skulldugger every sin;

to ask for seconds on your Christian Chin!

Order up, tongue in cheek for the bleak;

who lost all abridged versions of elite:

Voulez-Vouz Entendu, Chagrin?

II

The French don't work, English don't play;

Germans are full of Orders, Jack a dull boy.

Uzza looses Arcs to the dirt, nobody claims;

time to molest babes, while the vultures stain.

Slain insane, are the parties, bigger than the loin;

no time for people, cash in on the embroil.

Its time to pray, lift your spirit-wings, Shane!

III

Don't understand master, don't receive servant;

just like on days of Babylon, Black Butlers rampart!

Misgive and bring your nine pounds of flesh ardent;

the bears and bulls brawling, the Salmon rewarded.

Into the Fog, and through the dredged swamp, braggart;

those who shoed around mice in a maze stagger

and fall down to their faces, like Eli was burdened.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon

 

I

Speak the Truth, whether Blue, Black or White;

no Hay-pope can touch it, nor Sly-Jack contest.

When bankers speak in Red numbers, make light

of your passion, as though it don't stand up and fight!

Honour your Name, Culture, bring your confess

to the desolate Church doors, like Luther pressed.

Shout at the rooftops and fight for what's right!

II

When Tigers are crouching, afraid of their stripes;

only on paper, can they make roars be pledged.

Dragons are Hidden, for their too sacred to skype;

on social gatherings the busybody has to talk hype,

lest the feeling get broken, they shackle it in the Hedge!

Just like old days, virgins got paved in walls, to grudge;

the devil may not enter this domain, awoken those pikes!

III

Rise up, like roaring thunder, as water falls downstream;

be untamed, when the false virtuosos molest and screech!

Where there they, then children sold themselves real –

on livestream when young women, like Dinah gleam:

“How dost the Heathen women do it!” then the breach

has been made, its female empowerment – Teach it!

But god forbid pixels on screen preach non-Trans themes!!

IV

Where was the zealot, when boys lost faith in themselves;

just give em a blade and cut yourself, its ok to be different!

Just don't be You, forget your name, like Juliet delves;

Romeo must die, Cryptonite must be harvested, elves

put on shelves, the orc made into Frenchman resentement –

don't let the dwarves out, to bring justice torment.

Only the divided and conquered, allowed to pass Valves.

V

Be Yourself, regardless of gaslight and mayhem;

when Robber Barons rise up to claim the Mark.

You shall not buy nor sell, unless we save them;

know all virtue on bosom, no I will can come!

Be the Righteous Ward, even then death sparks

a conversation in your midst. Don't relent to Hallmark

the Solitary Individual, the Superman at L'Homme.

VI

All ye, who hath been discarded by this World;

for your Joy and values not worth to sell a Piss.

Let their money rot in their palms, swirl

their tongues to the treadmills, themselves heard.

Receive the blessing of the Holy Spirit, Your Wish –

be it granted, against the Hideous mocking hiss!

All Bards, Clerics and Warlocks, raise your sword!!

The issue with Objectification

 

Loosing my Religion REM

In these times, then the dual monopoly of Visa-Mastercard suffocates the freedom of expression on Steam and feminist groups fight for the female body, while ignoring only fans, because that is female empowerment, when a real person gets to sell her body and not pixels on the screen, depicting a female body. A lot of those moral busy bodies think, they are doing the lords work, but they are not. To my experience, the more you restrict the youth in getting a certain product, the more you make it sexy. The only thing, what's gonna happen, is the Tokuryu and Yakuza will take this niche over and become popular again. And they will be offering it illegally, focussing on pirated content bypassing such places like Steam or Crunchyrolls entirely. How are you gonna police the morals then, so little Timmy can't see incest porn or high risk video game characters. The same people many times criticize muslim women wearing burkas, claiming, that this shows, how unhinged muslim men are, for needing such safety, in order to avoid sexually mistreating women. Couldn't it be said then, by trying to build this forbidden city around your children and young women in particular, doesn't you make the same impression, that if you don't have this safeguard, western men, would need to lunge and rape any and all women in their vicinity! Is really your message, moral zealots and feminists? I didn't know...

If you don't want something to be objectified, stop harassing and shaming men and boys, treating them in bad faith. For the objectification only happens in your brain, where you don't like certain content. Where was a time, then the Cartoons of Disney there seen as too frivolous, due to Betty Boop, which was there to parodize Marilyn Monroe or the over the top humour of Bugs Bunny; Daffy Duck; Porky Pig; Pepe le Pew – when there was still ok to use stereotypes as humour. When characters wore clothes, but no pants. Then the churches and feminists also attacked them, and youths had to cry themselves to sleep, for having such guilty pleasures. Cheep romance novels, there condemned, for it diluted the high standards of marriage and relationships, crippling youths in affirming their feelings. Playing cards for gambling was anyway condemned, but TCG also, because it reminded of Tarot. I still remember that episode of Storage Wars there the Bully character found a stash of Magic the Gathering cards and a Mox Lotus was in them. So it was a real windfall, but when he went to the geek, who could talk about that stuff and asked a question, what will haunt me for the rest of my life: “Do I need to be worried, that this will put a spell on me!” What the fuck is wrong with those Americans, that they can believe in small cart-board rectangles affecting their lives, then its insulated from Jesus Christ as though they are wearing an asbestos suit or perhaps even Teflon? Chess has been condemned, for being related to gambling and wasting time. Playing D&D has been Witch-hunted to oblivion, stating, then your character dies, you could actually kill yourself, because you can't get over it. If you genuinely believe, your child is so fragile, then why don't you let him/her see a doctor, because banning a game wont solve the actual issue. Playing video games anyway. I still remember those stares, then I tried to sell Diablo to my Church, as a really good game for youths. I mean its got the devil in the name. That's how far the moral zealot or feminist is capable of thinking hard.

Perhaps you are objectifying the youth and boys in particular, that you deny us a place to unwind and be ourselves, where your girl stuff don't reach. To my experience, those people, who could freely express themselves and let the dog out, grew up as wholesome characters, compared to them, who there feminized, grew up to be bitter and resentful, denying in their narcissistic attire, all the things, they couldn't have in their childhood, but wanted so bad.

People survived the Beatles; the Rolling Stones; AC/DC (In churches they there condemned as Anti-Christ/Death to Christ – how do you even have a conversation with such people); Led Zeppelin; U2; Motörhead; Iron Maiden; Nightwish (people gave you the sad look, as though you're suffering from ADHD then you confessed of liking this band); Korn; etc. The point is, those people don't know themselves what they are doing and saying. Eventually mainstream will adapt and accept all those notions, what there previously underground or on the fringes of society. The head didn't fall off their shoulders, for listening to such music. You could still become a wholesome Christian in your adults. But not on their watch. The Feminist and moral zealot has always made life hard for people. They don't go to Heaven themselves, and want to deny it to the rest of the world as well! Why can't those yellow brick-walls and submarine pundits leave us kids alone.

Such people are the reason, why I watch Porn. Just like the REM singer was compelled to make his life choices then singing “Loosing my Religion.” A song I found highly inspirational in choosing my path as a Christian youth. Not to mention of Queen and the performance of Freddy Mercury in riding his Bycicle or Bohemian Rhapsody. Such content is the only place, my soul feels free from the torments and oppressions of society. At a certain time, then I was getting over my failed ship with a girl, I played DDLC and was fanning the girls there. It took all my will power to let go of that game later, then it started to oppress me, but I had space to trial and err like that. If the feminists and moral zealots got their way, people like me would get no help. For only Gestalt Therapy is the thing, what worked, which you can meditatively add while playing your video games; reading manga and watching anime. Who has the money, to reference Molly's Game, where the protagonists father was a psychiatrist. To waste 4 years of your life, to come to a conclusion which is one sentence long! I recommend, people watch this movie, really well made. Who has the money for that??

People, who have these interests, tend to mature into beings, who respect women in particular, because they had time to sort things out, how not to treat them. For boys want to think through action, not through rules and regulations as girls do. Having a neutered boy, who can do no harm, is also stifling innovation for the future. Don't expect a Feminist boy to be the next Elon Musk; Steve Jobs; Johnny Depp; Donald Trump. And maybe that is the agenda behind those forces, who want to make our boys and men to turn into frigid, unsatisfied, passive-aggressive automatons, who can only feel sorry, that they have a dick instead of a pussy.

Requiem of a Dirty Mind

 

I

Give up your murder, and open your spirits;

don't relent thy prayers, even when zealots gnashing

tooth at your Wills, for your foreskins they rivet.

Who cares, how dirty was your minds or misgiven

was your bodies stature. I'll be Bible bashing

your skull in some sense, for Jesus loves thee, start mashing

your bars, for it's time to Worship like you're livid!

II

Its time to teabag the devil and start your angry smurfing;

for Jesus grants you new skill sets and armour to be standing!

Give up your past sorrow, don't look back on Sodom, farthing

for your ears, and food for thought, Gomorrah stalking –

Jesus loves thee, and makes you fishermen of Kings landing!

All your midgets shall be like mountains, all women branding

their lion hearts. Come in Peace, be at Calvary casting!

III

It's a good day to die, let go of your past and be a Hero;

Jesus wants you to be Superman, now rejoice Newborn.

You, the brothers, sisters, fathers and mothers, sub-zeroes

of Christ; blessed be, who exalts the Gospel, ye Leroy's!

Take up your Cross, your shield and sword, to war-torn

places seek your guidance, to aid the orphan and scorn;

the widow and bitch, who got booted by the deacon.

IV

Worship in ashes, be in Christ salutant;

ye, who love death more than well-fare.

May your light guide many to faith; shant

it, when the World wishes to prank

your fervour, offer them your solemn dare:

“In Christ all sins have been quenched bare;

those, wicked now as Saints shall count!”

Choose me

 

Morning Prayer Jer29

Eze 18:20-32; 33:12-20 Rom 7

If God knows the Future, free will is an illusion. If He doesn't, He's not God, And if He does, allow suffering, He's not good. Hi I am Jeffrey Dahmer, I raped; killed; dismembered and ate 17 young men, then I met Jesus, see you in Heaven. When a Good person dost follow Religion, he gets a Fuck You from Jesus.

People have different aspirations, on what to choose in their life. Sometimes people get curious, wanting to know, what does it take, to be chosen in Christ. I could tell to follow the commandments, mostly found in Mat 5-7 which is the Sermon of the Mount, which is the tl.dr version of Christendom. But sometimes the person is more nefarious, and starts judging free will and taking responsibility. For if a God would be All-Knowing, He surely would prevent all evil from happening. Nobody asks the Government, who through traffic cameras can know more about the events transpiring on the streets, to the point of being able to predict the future, but nobody expects them to be this Good, there they take our free will away, to boss us around, how to drive out cars. Yet God is expected to do and don't. The reason, why suffering is allowed, is to make contrast to your life choices and why Good is more valuable than Evil. Otherwise you could be stating, why do I need to live this way, every way is Good. Yet another times, people complain, that Prison inmates can convert and sometimes those people there really wicked in their prior life. Lets give them the benefit of the doubt, that they really converted with all their hearts. Even then, they would have little benefit of it, for they only save their own souls, but do no other merit. I personally don't trust prison conversions, knowing how easy is to get one. And due to it also improving your housing conditions, you could see it, that people can take advantage of it. As a contrast, people have a problem with Good people going to Hell. You live all your life as a Good person, and then one mistake ruins it all. Isn't it true? How unfair, then just one cheating event on exam, gets you expelled from schools as is the Tradition in France. I mean Jeffrey Dahmer used to be a Good person too, before he started doing his abominable things. The problem isn't that, you should follow Religion in order to go to Heaven, or to be verified a Good Person. The same problem came up with St. Paul, when he was arguing with the Jews over circumcision, the sign of the law, to be a faithful Jew, which the Christians don't need, for we preach of being law-free. Otherwise you would need to follow all the commandments of the old testament, like the kill all witches statement, or take the hand of the woman, who intercepted a quarrel, while accidentally touching one parties groin etc. Its important, that you move in the right direction, and then that gets lost, then your prior commitment shall not be regarded. Nobody complains, then a good banker, who was caught embezzling money, should be forgiven. Or if a good person was found to be a pedo, he should be forgiven. For the same reason did Jeffrey Dahmer get killed in jail, just like Bileam, although he was a Witch on the side of Yahveh! People can still hold you accountable for your misdeeds, even after your conversion.

Yet people still state in bad faith, that its so bad that Good people go to Hell, for only doing one bad deed. Why not elaborate on this, what you mean? Nothing is more unbecoming, then to see somebody show promise, and then fail at the finish line. You saw a Superman, where ready to show reverence and awe, and then he showed his true colours and you there disappointed. God forbid, then He would act like that and punish you for being a let down. He can only do good for you! He can only be Sweet Jesus. Don't give us Old Testament or John Wick, give us Sweet Jesus, who loves always, even if we cheat on our husbands and get pregnant and then come back to let the cuck husband pay the tab. Halleluyah!

No the problem is in Free Will and actively taking responsibility for it. You cannot be chosen, when you don't choose God first. In these matters I really love Pokemon and Digimon, what has this sentiment depicted the best. In Pokemon there is the catch fraze: “Gotta catch em all!” and in Digimon I really loved, how they depicted the reading of the digicode as a reference of life and death of a creature in the digiworld. It highlighted Romans 7 very well. Because if you don't actively choose each and every day to follow the commandments of lord Jesus Christ, you by default choose to follow the factory settings, which is to fuck up. You may say, that you don't need God, but why is that, those atheists, who claim to be Good, need to constantly be so snide and bitter about faith, like it personally offends them, seeing the faithful happy and well. Also your choices will stack up. If you do good, then eventually, just like with working out, you shall see your merit, and if you do evil the same happens. But then there are those people, who think, they should get Heavenly Well-fare and should be treated equally, due to some kind of misinterpretation of the Bible. Like, then Jesus talked in his parables, how the last hour got the same amount as with those, who worked the full day, forgetting, that its always hardest to work on the last hour, than full day. Because then you work the full day, you're already in the zone and you know, what you're doing, but then you work the last hour, You have to wing it alone. Nobody will offer you assistance. In that way, the people of the last days, will have it the hardest to convert, because they don't have the benefit of the tradition and other safeguards, what could keep them in the safe lane. If you can do better, then prove it. It kinda dost come forward as an honest attempt, when somebody sells abortion tickets to fellow women; works as stripper, to break up families, for surely married Men visit your business too, and obviously hail from a broken marriage, and family, thus having to constantly pour lamp-oil in other peoples lunch-boxes, like happened in Lost city of Z (2016)

When you truly want to follow Christ, then say this prayer now: “Heavenly Father, I come to you, to seek your guidance and offer myself up in your service. Allow me to know your beloved Son, Jesus Christ, so I may be chosen to follow Him in all His ways and all my life. Grant me the blessings of the Holy Spirit, so I may know to hold my course and be steadfast on my journey!” When you do thus, I can see no reason, why you shouldn't be forgiven your life choices and be allowed to receive like Jeffrey Dahmer repented, assuming, he really converted wholeheartedly. Halleluyah, Amen!

Grace be with you

 

I

To the wicked all things tainted;

for the sullied nothing seems divine.

When precept goes after precept, painted

faces become the norm, true words inundated

with what abouts and ado nothings for the chime.

Grace be with you, when you feel empty, inane;

no matter friend or fiend, where ever you've abated!

II

Throw your sorrows on me, I shall show you Christ Victor;

The Cross, what shall always cleanse the anxiety, worthless

feels in your soul. Whether you hail from West, Proctor,

or East to seek your path, North and South to Specter –

Don't give up on your pursuit, its time to Bless!

Grace be with you, exceed the boundaries, the hot mess;

You, invaluable to God, take up your arms and stand, Hector.

III

Be exalted by Virtue, find your true calling, Sabbath day;

be the angel juggernaut, who goes forth and leads by example!

Grace be with you, let your colours conquer the grey;

all the scales what deprave, to be the furious dog in May.

Let the Fires burn, until all hath been blessed, trample

the ant and molehills, what erected to goad the meek to Uncle.

As the Sermon of the Mount once told, be its words ingrained!

Praise the Lord

 

Solo Leveling OST symphonic suite.lv8

Agnus Dei

I

While you're dancing, crying, stand still;

when doubt lingers, people forsake at will.

Unjust yokes burden, fools rush in to thrill;

Praise the Lord, for His everlasting Love instils.

To the broken new valour and strength to kill

all the darkness at heart, the misgiving treadmills.

Today another Halleluyah away to soothe your soul and chill!

II

While the road is shut, elites whatnot tore up all bridges;

when the moral zealot judges, absolutist infringes the just.

All have turned away from God, You praise the Lord, success

but another currency, to deceive the chosen to abandon prowess.

Seek no reason, but trust in God, be like the gust

of wind, giving Peace of Heart to the forsaken, out of trust.

Be the Olive branch, the crown of Virtue, for the duressed!

III

Praise the Lord, cast the wicked zounds under your boots;

crush their sculls, who want to sift through the peoples minds.

Oppose the divide and conquer, challenge the unbridled cahoots.

The only conspiracy to not follow your calling, respect your roots!

Don't let any brother nor sister stand down, be defeated blind;

be the guiding beacon, who breaks the false lanterns shine.

Charge forward to Excelsior, let the mediocre bury their own donts.

IV

True equality achieved not in the lowest, but highest you can

achieve; when you walk ten thousand miles to redeem.

It dost come from sweet words, nor lullabies, gentle fans;

torrents of hailfire and the blazing desolate sands

only companions, forsaken even in family, household – bleed

for Christ, never relent your prayers, worship for the needy.

Halleluyah, those, who die to themselves, live as a Superman!!

Fighter

 

I

Fight like a warrior, praise like a Fool;

worship like a Saint, be the untamed, be True!

Nobody cares, how much you bled, or balls of blue;

venture for the darkness, and make it serve You!

Hesitation, like a maddened guide, who leads cruel;

until all your choices have bad grammar rules.

Be Yourself, and leave the doubt to the enemies school.

II

Your thoughts are your captors, who can aid you or destroy;

the prison walls, you confine yourself to feel safe and sorry.

Stop acting, behaving and earning others respect – For Troy

who you are, at the meat-pots of good enough, employs

your future, your Fate. Don't look back, no worries;

let the salt-mimes bury themselves in Gomorrah blurry.

Find your Promised Land, Your Moses, follow your sky!

III

Like Songoku, make your fervour speak for itself;

ask no questions nor mercy, be your own guardian.

Do you want to live forever, surrounded by wealth;

do you want to glimpse the moon shot in stealth?

Choose now, who will be, let the other fade prone;

hares dost drink champagne, wolves bullet-filled, lone –

Make your name known, to the four corners, Realms.

Drop It!

 

I

Drop your bars, your shoes, your scars;

hours and hours, knit the smile from Lard.

Respect an attitude, you treat yourself Powers!

Its time, to settle your score with regret towels.

Don't throw it, rather drop it, Mike, let it sound far;

how you walked a mile unfazed in Yours, guts gore.

See Yourself there, the next level, with every i dot, vowel!

II

Turn in for improvement, shut out the rest;

shadow your dogs, what you're afraid to face.

No matter, what it takes, to be simply the best;

start by hauling your chin out of your chest.

No ladder will make you a Saint nor Safe Space;

danger the cement, what glues your choices with haste!

Be at Peace, you can do it, anointed to be Greatest.

III

Drop it! Don't wait for it, until tomorrow takes your shit;

like a hobo strangling your dreams, poverty moving in.

Be the Self, you chose, with every fibre, sweat, grit –

crush the resistance of Can't, wont nor Shant, Dewit!

You're the Ferris Bueller of your story, so claim your win;

aspire to make a difference inside, to see it outside grim.

For nothing ventured nothing gained, believe Yourself fit!

Breakthrough

 

I

Break the conditions, burn the mould;

you're more than numbers, what virtuous seethe.

Don't listen to 5 G's the fools gold;

People don't know, how to be Brave and Bold.

Remain silent amid rat racers, remember to breathe –

sharpen your iron, bleed, for what you believe.

Rat racers seldom venture beyond, what has been told.

II

Reject the Brothers and Sisters, Tithes of the past;

those, who want to bind you, for you hath gone crazy.

The real disease, is to play the clown, to avoid the outcast;

the lepers, orphans, widows and whores to amass.

Yet they are Christian, how noble indeed blazing –

smug on the sinner, lukewarm while navel-gazing!

Shine your Truth brightly, for the first will be last!

III

Integral to Lord Jesus, not to money you could possess;

the root of all Evil, is to be ensnared in what you could be.

Loose your Gifts; Glory; Gold, Gatherings; Guts – play chess;

when the Greek seeks Wisdom, the Jews demand signs. Bless

yours with scandals, shall capture the bears and foxes feels.

Consider the Ravens, who dost sow nor reap, but peck on glees;

when false fervour judges Mothers, depraving Manliness.

IV

Not for the Idols or chosen orchards, titles bestowed;

Follow the One, who is Christ, blessed, who comes in His Name!

When Nations rise and fall, casting throne upon throne –

better is He, who's with us, than Worldly pronoun.

Break your shackles, who's indebted to fatigue, so full of shame;

El Shaddai shall grant attributes of Faith, in Heaven you're made!

Receive the Holy Spirit, see yourself with a Crown!!

Holy Holy Holy

 

Holy, Holy, Holy – when the skies are falling;

torment, despair are calling. Dark side upon,

your face in stupor. Forget, forgive, your calling;

vapours, sleeves, the shaky knees, be brawling!

Embrace the silence, tame the Sirens, a pond

in your Lights guiding as you release in front –

Darkness and Light become One full swing.

Breathe in, breathe out, let the waters breakthrough;

motion the sickness, to bleak out and creep duress.

Roar, like the burning fires, be still like stones caught

in the mountain. Form in the shapeless sound, brought

at the clap of one palm, where none shall venture amiss.

When the turtle defeats Achilles heals, pure bliss –

catching the poets, who lie too much for the Y naught!

Saned in the maddened grace of untamed virtuous gaze;

who could speak of it, offer your mask and worship!

Saged at the peak of the Abyss, the cold embrace;

to loose all knowledge and meaning for the faintest trace.

What is the root of all evil and good, beyond gossip.

Who hath seen You walking by, wont be glossing;

Tenkei Ryouken Kamikage Joushitenjo set ablaze!

As I wept

 

"When God Wants to Make a Man Powerful, He Breaks Him First"

Gilbert Murray

God Will Isolate a Man to Refine His Calling

I

Anxiety and despair, nobody dares, when scared;

I run my essays and poetry to eat my heart out.

On the entertainted fairs of societies scarred

We-don't-cares. Authorities groom glared

like the eye of Sauron, at the ivory tower pout.

You there where, in the crying, in the wind, shout;

the rain and the dirt, I was not alone, broken the snares.

II

Stripped away, when the crowd moves on, flashy moves

pun, but the salt was weary. When the candle underbushels;

ambers run cold, no more divine spark, broken the grooves.

The new wine, eating the old skins, wizards snail, eat shrooms;

who in the desert shall voice the floating axe, woot shells;

wool the Schnell-Tinkerbells, for true fairies dark spells.

You accepted me, My Lord, like the victor standing on His spoils!

III

Shaped by divine intention, the Holy Fool, discovered like Timothy;

when the scholars looked foreskins, to askew David. Paul delivered,

what the chosen left to slither. Stop shrinking, apologizing mouthy;

walk alone, leave the dead to bury the damned and blind shouting.

Your validation beyond the noise and nice masks, unclever;

Silence your win, when others lost in their success-fever.

Clarity, what comes from walking with Christ to Gil Murray.

IV

Forget, what you know and believe, with Touka

Kirishima, eat the forbidden fruit and live!

You, Kaneki kun, who lament past oaths far –

learn to abandon Twisted Fates, the Worlds scars.

Serve your Cross and follow to Golgatha, even hives

can't Bethesda your sacred pond, to confine thy strive!

Smelt gold, refine iron to Mithril, between Venus and Mars.

V

Depth in the charge, when performance must go on;

name yourself in the nothing, void of all expression.

The essence of tithes, what none shall pave the scum;

Caved in the crowd of Ravens, where Eliyah broke gone.

As the silent steps of the shadow of the Lord pressed on –

a Man begrins to seethe Superman, to loathe honeycombs;

wormwood-vinegar the chosen food, bullshit seasoning fun!

VI

Speaks in peace, resonates in Divine Torrent, the Isolate;

who is not on map, but compassed the road to Heaven.

The Gate of No Gate, Rashomon, warped staff, plate –

like the vision of Japha, for those who to Words berate.

Didn't see Justice, but Mercy, to push in like Omotenashi;

the Kyabakura, who seek you for Christ – Rachid!

Choose: Red or White Rose, to make your fate.

VII

Dark is the teacher, the unknown is the furnace; pray

for release, to bondage in the Holy Spirit, toss into bogs.

Surrender your alignment, destroy what solitude behaves;

to pressure deeper from grand gestures and ashtrays.

Betrayed by numbers and titles, break the wheel, shun cogs;

black flames surge, to presence the Rocs.

Anchor in a world adrift, to reset the snails!

VIII

The Truth, what needs no defence, standing defiant;

not left-right nor centered. Besides all scoreboards.

Misunderstand and corrupt thy selves reliance –

follow in Jesus, where the disciples drank cups, stance

in Boanerges, remember how Stephen rued the hords;

those who aghast the Law and Moses for freedom Lord Lord!

Get stoned in the courts of Rome, for you are the Shant!!