I once knelt at Saint Paul's Cathedral
And prayed so hard for true love to appear
And
When the sunshine finally came and lit you up
Like a shimmering lake of bright moonlight
I knew deep down inside
I'd found some real magic
To carry me through
All my long
Upcoming
Summer nights
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Like a lonely
Helpless castaway
Walking
Lost
Amongst inner indistinct stars in my deep sleep
I opened my green eyes
Yearning
To gaze upon the blue
Undulating
Seas of Tranquillity
Beyond fear
Reason or hope
Looking for a new freedom
Beyond irreducible traces
Of all known possibilities
To try to cope
With this thing broken in two
But instead
When my emerald eyes opened
I saw I had ventured
To soft sandy shores
Illuminated by magnificent
Sparkling red candlelights
A place where lost souls travel to
In The Off Limits Zones
When feeling lonely
Or depressed
At midnight
And
Within this beloved sleeping state
With a sharp crackle of unearthly thunder and lightning
You appeared
And I saw you
The only one
Bequeathed
Who I had been summoning
And as we met and embraced
Upon those lucid imagined Shores
And held on to each other so
Tightly
I wondered down deep spiritual paths
Mentally
To the Nexus of all Eternity
Past the crying Banshee
Queens
The spellbound soul keepers of all Humanity
The Archons
Past the forgotten
Pagan Ages of Dark Shadows
Once so long ago cast by The Wing Makers
From The Black Holes of Bastos
And
Thought
As the world around me spun
Like a revolving glass kaleidoscope
Will she still love me tonight
Wherever she is
This ageless beauty I always
Seem to chase
To run to
In full flight
The one I once wished to live with
Until my last night
Who still leaves me lonely and
Drowning in cold wet tears in
In the middle of this plight
Or am I just another nightly
Visitor
To that magnificent seashore
I visit
Just past the Merovingian lightning
Solar Storms
As I dream
Always appearing to walk
Its twisted dark pathways
Towards
A dark place filled with self-ruination
With so many others
To that dam place
I am cursed
To revisit
And dream about
On the stroke of every midnight
Shamballa
The Wetlands of the Unforgiving
The Island of the Lost
In the Great In-Between
Where Ageless Elementals stalk and hunt the living
As they wander around
In the 5th Mystical Realm
Of the
Unseen
Looking for their preordained
King or Queen
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(A lone voice whispers)
What in more sensuous exquisite pleasure
Can ever be summoned with such a small act
An incantation spell
Of only spoken eight letters
Called
I Love You
To create such life-changing endeavors
To make you feel better
What's beyond all earthy countermeasures or oppressors
What stands valiantly
Perpetually bare and naked
Before all lost souls
Whose essences pleads and
Cries for its devotion
Its
Affection
Appreciation
Fondness
Friendship
Infatuation
Lust
Passion
Respect
Tenderness
And its other pheromone-linked spiritual yearnings
Have you too been before its alabaster ancient altar
Said all you wanted your version of love to be
When you felt some unfamiliar virginal stirrings
Then prayed to disappear within its congregation's sway
To hold onto its secret handshake
Through its gift of a single free spiritual Red Rose
That it always gives away
Or did you oppose
And return all its regal advice
And dismiss all those soul-changing stirrings
And cut up its freely offered Red Rose
Its invitation and gateway
Its secret handshake
With your sharp judgemental knife
To put out any fires which may have started burning
Did new lies or old emotions
Lingering like limpets
From old relationships afar
Cause you to then
Fall
Like a wounded soldier
In one of the world's many civil wars
Did a new chance at
A Greek Goddess's
Exotic taste of sweet
Redemption
Bring no
Much needed salvation
Did that new prize within reach
Cause
Old tears of guilt or hidden suppressed pain
To rise like a typhoon
Without resistance
And fall like rain
Or did you embrace that
Beautiful new gift
That unexpected surprise at sunrise
A priceless Red Rose and caught all those old tears
In motion
And bade them froze
Before they became an ocean
Does the sentence
Love appears when it's most needed
To supersede all emotions
Even if it's once been cheated on
And will try to stay forever
If welcomed and greeted
Create something in you
A stirring that you will never oppose
As you accept the chance of new love and eventually
Embrace
Its secret handshake and free gift
Of its exquisite Red Rose
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(A lone voice sings.)
I am abandoning
My post today
Leaving
Outpost 4
And walking through
Another door
To a new place
To stay
Throwing away
My scrying glass
Back into
The grey rivers of
The Dimitri
No longer afraid
To step
Into the deep blue
Sea of Dreams
Brave enough
To swim past icebergs
Of prosecution
For absolution
Of all who see
Me
Going beyond
The Carpathian Mountains
Past burning vortexes and fountains
Away from lost souls
Who come at me
With lit torches and pitchforks of calamity
Away from
False gods and goddesses
Who sow paths of destruction
To find resurrection
In the bright lights
Of accession
To be eternally free
I am abandoning
My post today
Leaving
Outpost 4
And walking through
Another door
To a new place
To stay
Throwing away
My scrying glass
Back into
The grey rivers of
The Dimitri
No longer afraid
To step
Into the deep blue
Sea of Dreams
Brave enough
To swim past icebergs
Of prosecution
For absolution
Of all who see
Me
Going beyond
The Carpathian Mountains
Past burning vortexes and fountains
Away from lost souls
Who come at me
With lit torches and pitchforks of calamity
Away from
False gods and goddesses
Who sow paths of destruction
To find resurrection
In the bright lights
Of accession
To save me
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Oh Jericho
Oh Jericho
Sing your song
Sing it strong
Don't be denied
Oh Jericho
Oh Jericho
For your heart knows
Where you belong
By our Lord's side
Oh Jericho
Oh Jericho
Baptized by all those painful tears
You've cried
Oh Jericho
Oh Jericho
Wherever you go
Sing your song
Sing it strong
Oh Jericho
Oh Jericho
For The Almighty provides
Like an immortal guide
With arms
Open wide
In which to rest
Tired eyes
Oh Jericho
Oh Jericho
And in that silence
Reflect and confide
Oh Jericho
Oh Jericho
Will you let him in
To reside
And help combat sin
Before you join
The so many other Faithless
Who's died
Oh Jericho
Oh Jericho
Only to be hunted down
By the Devil and his kin
Oh Jericho
Oh Jericho
Take faith
Wherever you go
To combat sin
Oh Jericho
Oh Jericho
Share your light
Even though you've cried
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(A lone voice whispers.)
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Hosanna
Hosanna
Composed
Cn every falling raindrop
Embraced
By all the world's many
Illuminated natives
From nearly every rooftop
Is freedom
Hosanna
Hosanna
A song
Sung in every wet embrace
From every treetop
The greatest symphony of all life
No matter how much this life hurts
When it sometimes
Cuts so deep
With its emotional knife
Hosanna
Hosanna
Run wild my child
They each sing in every teardrop
Before your time comes
Hosanna
Hosanna
Try to say
I truly lived before I died
And all my love
I willingly left behind
I gave
And helped so many others
To survive
Like it was my only state of mind
Hosanna
Hosanna
To all
I could find
Before my flickering candle
Blew out
And from this beautiful life
I resigned
From mankind
Hosanna
Hosanna
I truly lived before I died
And all my love
I left behind
I gave
And helped so many others
To survive
Like it was my only state of mind
Hosanna
Hosanna
To all
I could find
Before my flickering candle
Blew out
And from this beautiful life
I resigned
Hosanna
Hosanna
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If you once felt and experienced something
Truly magical
Really spiritual
A connection like never before
Don't burn that memory bridge back to it
Leave that door
Open
Slightly ajar
For those days
One day
After all the pain has been extinguished
Will still be some of your good days
Memories linked to relationships can be painful
But in the quiet hours
Alone
And with music playing
Or maybe enjoying the silence
You too will still remember
Those you once loved
From childhood through to adulthood
Those once beautiful souls
Who were brave and strong enough
To smile and beguile us
Even though the sad moments
Like a golden ritual Athame knife
Still cuts
Deep
And maybe will make you weep
When you realize
Those golden days may have died
But they can still live on
If you're courageous enough
To let sweet memories and pain
Collide
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(A grieving soul whispers)
Tonight
I pray to dream
But here I lay
Feverish
Pitched in a grey tent of fatigue
Like a weary soldier
Suffering from PTSD
Laid out
Like a green funeral wreath
Begging for eternal
sleep
On mountains
Of sweat stained white sheets
But sleep never comes
To climb to the summits of my peaks
So here I am
Just another lost
Soul
Crying for mercy and salvation
Bleating
Amongst the insomnia masses
Like a weary grief stricken sheep
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(A lone voice whispers)
If I could reveal things
You've never seen
Which is to come
Visions
Gained from The Black Books of Secreta
Here in The Great In-Between
I'd have to burn my sacred oath
Made to Saint Malachy
A pledge made
In The Grand Theatre of Sper
Visions so heavenly
So celestial
But dark
To speak of such things
Would be treasonous
Would be to break it
But know this
The Black Books of Secreta
Here in The Great In-Between
Whisper of Darkness
Coming
The Fall of All
You know
But also of a glorious light
To push back the darkest of nights
So wear your faith
As your shield
Pray and never be tempted to yield
For the Four Horseman of The Apocalypse
Have started to ride
In the lower Dimensions Fields
Find a holy place
Fill it with grace
Deep inside
To prepare
For dark water rises
For strange things
Grow in power
As the Veil of Aquarius is slightly lifted
Even if you know
What's changed or shifted
Even if you're gifted
Dark gods have taken over the minds of some men
Now dark souls
Who shun the powers of prayer and amen
But there is still
A light to be found
A candle to be lit
A voice to soothe
With its profound sound
Peace to be shared
If you're open to give
As you still live
The Black Books of Secreta carries your name
You know
Lists all you do and say
If I can read it
So can the Principalities
Hidden
Embedded in the world's many shadows
And sideshows
So do more:
Eph. 6. [12]
For we wrestle not against flesh and blood,
but against principalities,
against powers,
against the rulers of the darkness of this world,
against spiritual wickedness in high places.
Do more
So I can help you to
Amare Vita (L)
Love life
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In a deep dream
I saw an old wooden bridge
A bridge of green and blue
Filled with yellow flowers and red roses
At the front of a huge crowd of watching blinking eyes
Stood a regal black Dobermann
He seemed quite confident and approached
You may not cross here yet
He spoke
Within my mind
These lands are for those who never forget true love
Us
The companions
Of mankind
This is The Rainbow Bridge
And over those ivy mountains
Are the golden cities
Filled with happy owners and their sidekicks
The brothers and sisters of the Watchers
Who you now see
Before you
Called
The Bellagio
A sea of eyes
Filled with love
Who'll follow you
Wherever you go
Waiting patiently
In this rain or snow
For their beloved owners to show
Above you
If you look
Is a mirror
So we can see the other side
To know when their time Too comes
To prepare to be reunited
When our true love
Say their final goodbyes
For true love never dies
Only fluctuates
As one walks
Through a new gate
We are now at peace
No pain
No anxiety
Just happy to sit and wait for our soulmates
To cross The Rainbow Bridge
For there is no time
And no such concept of being late
Now go
Astral traveler
And recount our meeting and greetings from me and
The Bellagio
And with a low bark
He turned and walked back into the sea of smiling eyes
Who all blinked in unison
Seemingly smiling
And disappeared
As the dream started to fade
He appeared once more
Briefly
In the trailing smoke
And whispered before I could answer
It is I
Caesar
I have always been waiting for you
And as I woke and wrote
In my dream journal
The beloved memories of Caesar returned
Making me smile
That he was waiting
Now at peace
Amongst his happy brothers and sisters
Beyond The Rainbow Bridge
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