Have you felt it too?
(A seductive voice whispers.)
Hey
You
Beyond the holy lights
Want me
To make
You a star
Hey
You
Beyond the holy lights
Sat in your fortress
Reading this in sunlight or darkness
Safely
Seated
Hey
You
Beyond the holy light
Want me to make
You a star
Hey
You
Beyond the holy lights
With time as your
Loving whore
With hungry eyes
Quickly bored
Want me
To make
You a star
Call to me quick
Call to me
So you
I can pick
And fix
Pray for me
To appear
To rise by your side
And
Mama I'll make
You a star
All you have to do
Is sign in blood
A tiny prick
On your fingertip
And
Mama
And Mama
I'll make you
A star
(C)
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There are many in the music and film industry. Hollyweird is heaving with their ilk.
I am the low whisper
Heard faintly
In the frequencies
In-between
The soul changing winds Of metamorphosis
To guide you from sin
If you let my voice in
Love songs
I softly sing
To help lovers
Find their twin
I'm the open ocean
For some to swim
The heat to defeat cold emotions
And although I walk in silence
Between the spaces In-between
I'm the loudest voice
Ever heard or seen
The King or Queen
Who's as strong as steel
The gleam in a new midnight sky
A treasure
Yours to find and hold on to
Before you die
The sweet smile on your soft lips
That shiver across your spine
Like the touch
Of a lone fingertip
The reflection in your mirrors eyes
The blessing to be found
Behind
Whenever you've cried
A heavenly gift that never sleeps
Overground
The sound you'll hear
When you pray
Who's always around
For I'm endless
And so profound
The lone walker
In the Underground Stream
Whenever you dream
The seed you'll need
To know
To grow
The purple flower
In the middle
Of your life's stream
Who follows you
Wherever you go
I bring faith will me
As a free gift
For you to always believe
To cure
And relieve
If you need a lift
And though you cannot see me
I sail behind you upon your lifes many tides
Some soft
Some wild
For it's all just a brief ride
A secret friend
Bestowed from up High
Glad to meet you
And someday we'll meet
Best wishes
For I'm your eternal
Spirit Guide
(C)
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(A lone voice whispers.)
He who fights with the most holy of ways
Will never return
Until they have learned
As new trees are made
By lay played
In so many wet insidious ways
By those hidden in the chasms
In the faraway stars
For people should be careful
For without faith
In any form
The nearby Darkness can open a gateway to sin
And if that abyss is opened
Revealing
Desolations
Fatal sandstorms
It gets so much harder
To let hope in
So O ye
O ye
I summon by the Purple Flame
Virtue
By the Divine Will of God
To guide you
Amen
Through Acheron
So you can
Once more
Run
(C)
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Souls on the Banks of the Acheron
A symbolist oil on canvas painting and created by, Adolf Hirémy-Hirschl, in 1898.
(A lone voice whispers. Lost in deep reflection.
Musing in the throes of spiritual introspection — to a butterfly.)
And so it rained outside and even inside
For what seemed like forty days and forty nights
As I wandered lost in that yellow lonely deserted
Judean Desert
Alone
When the hard times and the whispering low vibrational voices came
On the Mount of Temptation
Fluctuating between mild and wild feelings
Intermixing with the sound of falling rain in the distance
Then peaking to unknown or unexplored heights of demoralising anxiety
With no limits or resistance
To finally merge together
To twirl their silver big band batons high
As they danced in absolute unrestricted low vibrational ecstasy
Underneath that grinning red sky
Unfurling
All the hidden memories and opaque trophies of troubles and strife
Which they summoned from so many others to be returned
Petitions for a means to atone
Twisted and contorted thoughts
Which opened my mind like I was being stabbed like a market robbery victim
With the Devil’s sharp knife
But as I knelt and prayed
With my eyes shut thinking about the living masses
Weighed up all the pros and cons
Imaging all the endless happiness
Still to be found within all seemingly sorrowful lives
A vision of a white cross suddenly appeared
And some soft eloquently spoken words
Echoed throughout my ears
Do not be scared of this life and all its many fears
Do not be scared to shed some sad tears for yourself or others
The happy days are soon to come
Keep your faith in this voice
Your version of the one true One
For we are many
And we appear everywhere
As in this form
He allows you to still run
For when your time is recalled by your final act in this endless chapter of life
On the cross
So many will be saved and rescued from the mighty fall to Abaddon
The Dark Lands of the Fallen Ones
And so I’ll walk on smiling
For I know now
Beyond all doubt
My soon-to-be death in Golgotha would be my ultimate gift to the world
Today and forevermore
So who am I
To dare to be late
When the world I see before me
Needs to be irrevocably changed
From Bethlehem to all the many other bent city gates
For they are all filled with green rivers of jealously
And gushing winds carrying sharp spears of fear and with so many foolishly condemning others
By false accusations
Spreading hate
All I can do is play my role to perfection
If it only saves just one poor soul
What a better way to serve my version of my Holy Father
For I now know to follow which path is my destination Home
The one I have no control over
For all life
Even mine
Reads like a precious whole poem
Just that mine will begin and end in a timeless loop
When I arrive
To stand bravely upright
Before the baying crowds
In Old Golgotha
Thanks for listening
My friend who I’ll call
Mary
In the form of a beautiful white butterfly
My mother
Who I can only pray
I’ll see once more
Before the day I die
©
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(A lone voice whispers. )
In the twilight hours
Just when the grey clouds
Break and the slow moon rises
Silently announcing
It's getting too late
I still always wake to remember
That auburn hair girl
I once used to date
Her bright green eyes
And a twinkling wide smile
All things
Young boys dream of
And for them
To go that extra mile
But like all things that came to pass
Our love withered
The night her beloved Pa died
I tried to hold her hands
To console her
Prayed God would wipe away all those wet tears she cried
But that new hole in her arm
Which soon swallowed up
All our hard worked for gold
Always left me feeling lonely and cold
It all ended on a fateful night
On June the first
When the rains fell
And life was a constant fight and everything seemed on top
Filled with thirst
With my wallet and her purse empty
She got that feeling
To go out stealing
Only to get shot dead by the cops
I can still see her now even after all these sad passing years
Now I'm old and grey
Sat in this nursing home
Feeling all alone and filled with so many dry tears
I guess those memories of my youth will still linger and will never stop
It's quite crazy now that I'm on morphine to ease the pain
Those images of her standing in the kitchen
With those beautiful green eyes and wide beaming smile
Cooking and singing
While outside it rained
Still play around the cinemas
In my brain
As I even now
At seventy-five
Remember
Echoes of my first and last love
My beloved wife and lifelong addiction
Called Mary Jane
My love for you
Still survives
Wherever you are
And until we are once more
Reunited
Will always remain
If you can hear this
Just know I still treasure those memories of us
The one's where you were free and truly alive
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Even though
The night is mine
Like the doe
Who hides behind
The bushes in the nighttime
Every breath you take
Every step you make
Even if the moon no longer rises
Or the sun goes out
I will be at your side
If you lose hope
With nothing left to cope
I will be at your side
If your life seems empty
Whilst others seem to have plenty
Pray to me to appear
To wipe away those tears
For I will be at your side
If you need space and time
To clear your mind
If you need to feel pain
To be reborn again
I will be at your side
If Fate brings you SAD gifts
Like seasonal affective disorders
From all known states
Or borders
Or people filled with and preaching hate
Call to me
And I will be at your side
For your life is but a brief whisper
A quick ride in my Ether
A tiny dot on my ethereal map
A made-up wheel
Created by the Babylonians and Egyptians
That can steal
All you feel
So know
Your life was never made to live alone
Driven by a ticking wheel
Call to me
To atone
And I will be at your side
In a flash
Before your world turns to ash
So my Keeper of the Sacred Keys
Peter
Can welcome you home
When you're due
To a wonderful land
Where you're never alone
But with all your family and beloved friends
Free spirits
While all animals roam
Remember to call to me
So I can be at your side
If only for a short while
I'm sure you know my name
For I'm also a child
A son of a God sent to guide
All things in his Ether
Which collide
Even the sinful
Who has lied
But more so
For those
Whose souls have cried
Call to me
For faith in something greater
Always provides
For I will always try
To be by your side
(C)
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All though I leave
Behind
So many to greave
Don't cry
For I have loved life
And have no fear to die
For through faith
I know
Angels with bright white wings
With turtle doves
That sing
Will guide me
Beyond the clouds of this world's largest sky
Past Saturn Rings
For my heart is clear
And filled with all things I hold dear
For I have danced with love in the early morning rain
Savoured its sweet taste and pain
In my beating chest
Kissed and fought
For peace
For the oppressed
With all the buttons I could press
So of me do not cry
For fear of death
No fear
Have I
For my God
Now waits for me
In the shadows
By the grey gates
In the eternal meadows
So take this
As my final kiss
Goodbye
For remember
When you read or hear this
Trust me
Good friends and true love
Never die
(C)
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(A lone voice whispers.)
These nights are long
Now that I've crossed this dark sea
But I sometimes
Wonder
Do you still miss me
My only love
Now that we're both free
For I'll still love you
As long as The Hurrian Hymn is played
Even as long
As heartfelt prayers are made
To the peaks of the highest mountains
And into the deep depths
Of Agartha
Hidden Fountains
My soul may be out of reach
And out of sight
Every night
Brought about by our Lord and Grace
By always remember
I'm here
Just waiting in a pristine room
In a unique place
Where
Through my Scrying glass
I can still see
Your beautiful face
By sun and moon
Rain or shine
Fire or candlelight
For to love you
Is all I now have
To carry me through These endless nights
In these Barren Lands
To remind me
You were once mine
An even though
I've taken my last breath
When Deaths Messenger called
I'll still love you through all tragedies
As
Thane of Glamis
Loved his Lady Macbeth
For sometimes faith in love
Is all you can use
When you have nothing left
To lose
So when God
Bade me take my last breath
With a wave of his hand
I made his messenger
Titan
Promise
I shall see you better
Even after death
When you join me here
In Shibboleth
The Wastelands
Filled those
No longer wearing flesh
(C)
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