Men, for all their bluster about equality, diversity and cooperation although testifying to their undying devotion to these social justice foundations are clearly determined to segregate, isolate and holistically control the planet and all its inhabitants. It is preposterous to declare that a dominant segment believing in aggregate control of all population groups with a special concentration on youth utilization for ritualistic perversion would ever knowingly condone the purely moral ideals of minority empowerment. As we arrive at this new epoch, supposedly different then the standard practices of former civilizations we are faced with the stark reality that “all things remain the same” when it comes to how the rich would see the world’s future.

There is no real freedom only convincing buffer of perceived sovereignty quickly and frequently dismissed or violated to sift through evidence of those having escaped the demands and constructs of the intelligence emirate. Big Brother long since arrived off the pages of predictive-conspiracy, literature has taken hold of our families, our jobs, our free time including access to our futures. All those ideals we held dear at the center of a Christian American concept have been dashed upon the rocks with our dreams of a bright future or simply surrendered by those hoping to buy get out of hell tickets for brief escape of future society stigmatism’s. If you are going to be permanently segregated with your race, culture or melanin group then the only escape from that reality will include cross caste ventures sponsored as good will diplomacy. We are clearly being rounded up for the big cattle drive into someone’s utopian aspirations.

Lacking the leverage to wrestle trillions of dollars from those too cruel to imagine an inclusive planet several population groups are destined for destruction by the wealthy. They have once again justified cruelty in necessity, the academic perversion of the heart leading to complete denial of humanity to achieve a narrowly held set of objectives. Hearts will be determined inadequate, unnecessary and irrelevant to accommodate the dimes and dollars requisite to making billionaires trillions. You see there simply is no other option to them if they are going to significantly increase their wealth in perpetuity then someone else must suffer a commensurate decrease. Simple supply and demand, the strong survive and the fittest kill the unfit. However all worry concern or emotional debate will be quashed by the rhetoric of those refusing to acknowledge the murder of the unborn. Life no longer being precious now because an inconvenience with leverage upon ethereal man loves most his stuff.

We are now given the impetus to choose wisely the road before each of US. This nation dedicated to the Creator was given a window of opportunity to govern ourselves within the parameters of a Biblical World View. Yes we chose differently but that choice impermissible to receive continued blessings based on God’s economy leaving US once again floundering for succor in a world we thought sacrosanct. This world seeks to divide itself along the lines of the Lord Jesus Christ as its natural proclivity to self destruction. We have never been a particularly sensible people and given the opportunity to save ourselves from the wrath to come or fall right into the middle of a Great Tribulation we will choose the latter. Right now there is a window through which all those seeking solace may find it in God’s Promise. Than will not be the case for much longer and since the only choice requires a resistance to the Utopian Ideals of the wealthily and privileged then count me amoung the Resisting Poor, determined to live free even if giving our lives to do so is the only expression of freedom we ever achieve.

As the brute beast of worldly dominance subsides the artistry of those instruments born of heavenly seek increase. Struggling against the mountains of passage leads to personal conquest, yet the moving and planting of massive obstacles is not the thing of Herculean output but the quiet repose and confidence in the Power that constructs life. I no longer wish to conquer everything my eyes behold and may distinguish between that which shall be made impotent or through having its fragility destroyed cease usability. Some things were made to be beheld, adored, observed and when enslaved, captured or held tightly to grasp lose their beauty.

The world has entered for desire or not an age of awakening to things of spirituality leading to God. Many refusing to accept God as a Truth in their origin now seek some enlightenment skirting the thoughts of God that they may observe magics, communion of thought and miraculous venture without having to become accountable to Almighty. By nature it is a frivolous and short term venture all will be confronted with the decisions they seek to avoid. All power is from God, therefore any capture, use, mastery or sharing of power in any form confronts each participant with the connection from which they sought escape. The origin of life and thus the origin of all power is God, inescapable, immovable, Truth.

No longer a warrior, rather Prince and Priest I no longer seek stare down matches from which I sought even and certain dominance but now send forth peace in my lasting gaze. Those who will be moved by Love and Peace fall pray to its potency and return grin or kind reference, those who would be led by hate cannot withstand this viewing and will invariably turn away. What is it in enlightenment that displays the inner character of man? How may the deception so rapidly be lain ineffective rest with simple glance? I do not seek to dominate or captivate a man but merely offer Love and see what comes in return of that free will offer in harmonious intention.

Come captive find freedom and rebirthing. Choose the decision that breeds eternal life within each bosom. Choose the excitement of transformation in to new creation, intention, purpose and design steering clear of the predetermination of a hapless past. Stand with God as the new dawn arises giving light to that which may only be anticipated or imagined, those things which God says we cannot yet begin to comprehend in a future not yet constructed. What intent may polarize a man when he knows all shall be waylaid for future crafting? The flavor in the marrow of this temporary world grows tasteless as the promise of youth everlasting cries out to the faithful and the reasoned. Dwell with the inhabitants of Earth for a time but keep sight to the horizon from whence all things new shall rise.

Hello, My Friend how are you? It’s been several years since I have heard your prayers. So long you’ve been away. So sorry, that one of us lost our way in the dark of night or the fog of morn. Is there still joy around your heart? Does it give you guard against the darkness, keeping your love fervent and your heart against the night? What hills have you taken and what in your valley grows, what things have you forsaken and have your winter’s been filled with snows? What birds or dreams have you been chasing each night as dawn approaches without shame? What forgiveness have you offered and are you in need of the same?

What a grand time to walk with folks who truly love the idea of taking today into the tomorrow of God’s impending will. I know that my own heart has been rebellious for most of my waking life and in these moments I am grateful to see examples of those who know how to demonstrate their love for our Sovereign God. Obedience is the only method to truly prove my love. And as in all things sovereign love must be found and offered voluntarily by the one to whom love was originally shown. We cannot say that someone must love us for that violates the concept of Love itself being a choice. That is why satan evokes the word choice so often in the destruction of our unborn or elderly because in so doing I cannot imagine that God is left unharmed. may the Lord rebuke him if He so chooses.

Today we are met with the children he see no fault in throwing their feces upon the streets around their homes. They see no reason why they should be held accountable for actions that were forced upon them by difficult youth. They want money without work, dreams without imagination and authority when they have no respect for any. This is the ground primed for the ideals of anti Christ. The Spirit itself would be openly flaunting its ugly strength if not for the presence of the restraining Spirit of God’s Holiness within the heart of each Christian. This is the greatest evidence beside the scriptural basis for a rapture, for there is no other way to remove the restraining Spirit of God but by removing each Temple in which He lives, that being every born again Christian in the world right now.

Power is the precinct of the fallen. Bodiless in spirit they must use power that allows them to reside within you. Those movies teaching our children to be warlocks and sorcerers using incantations and ancient texts is a provocation for our children to begin believing that they themselves may be “chosen” to wield the dark powers of the enemy. We see the same invitation in drugs to join their alter egos in an altered dimensional state giving them the power to “leave” their reality and be someone else entirely. As we teach them to hate this life it becomes increasingly likely that they will chose and alternate explanation for their origin and purpose, instead thinking themselves born from darkness instead of For the Light.

Singing to the hand upon the marching tide of time. Hoping so that dreams and love will guide man to a better place. Seemingly endless this provocative set of events dashing humanity upon the rocks with relentless intent to see it shattered and scattered at ocean’s peak. We appeal to those things that decided what is real, to take breather and let man get his feet beneath his weight. May we stand in the promises of someone mightier than all who having foreseen our calamity built escapes and exit ramps into the works that we collectively may find the respite requisite to fight on.

What is this another dawn of mayhem and purmiscuity set to rot the pure and take from us the opportunity to be blessed with peace, order and calm. Why do the righteous fight with such abandon? Is it destruction’s purse that calls them to avoid extinction or some grand hope and knowledge that the end is not yet played? We have seen the heart, darkened, fermented and wicked abusive engines of the wicked. We have been made familiar to the self-indulgent hand of those who would see all their aspirations planted. What then of humility weeded instructively to the minds of youth? Have they no simple understanding of the grace allotted mankind in its position before the sovereign? Has glory and superior authority and power escaped their understanding? Must they be diminished, disciplined or destroyed to see the follow of their own measure? Must all be subjected to surrender?

This is the time of great choices. On which team shall we participate, on which branch of the river shall we travel the appendages of time? Where do our expectations lead? What dreams do we portend, what mysteries invest? How splendid the measure with which men are counted? What deep molecular bindings adhere the mettle of man? Searching for Grail in Grace or character get lost we on the roads to comprehension that they may one and same in the remaking of each heart. What guides our rubric having realized escaped captivity? How does change provide relief to saints determined to war with powers beyond reason sans loving care? Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction? Psalm 88:11 For to accomplish any great counsel it must be achieved in the temporary to effect eternal understanding.

I know your pain love. If there’s any one things I am sure about you is that this world has really done you wrong. If there were only one song I could sing about your heart, telling the truth about your concentration. It would have to be, It could only be about the wounds that had made you power less. Powerless to see the happiness and grace swiftly floating on bye. The only sound I can write about in the dark is the sound of your dropping tears on parchment, or pavement or the tile of your kitchen floor. One things I’m sure of is that your wounds are never gonna heal, because they weren’t made by steel but the stolen moments of love painful grip and the torture of families and how they know just how to bring a person down, to hold a spirit down so that it never forgives, never finds time to live, never escapes the instruments of inflicted pain. Never again may I laugh in the night, about something so silly as the wrong clothes in the rain. Never again will I tell all the tales of beauty, and wealth and overcoming youth in the battles of reason and season and rhyme. Never again to take the time to tell all the world of your smiles. For the Wiles of a sorrowful enemy have captured you for the length of this life and they can never get out so I can never get in to see the dreams to hear the wonderful dreams about the screams and the torturesome nigthmare that only seems to come when something incredible promises life within hope. But in the sky so blue at the moment and pink in the corners as the sun reaches how to paint, there are such dreams that you never will follow but were certainly written solely for you. And in the heart that will follow there’s safety from hollow in the real concrete love of this life. No more knives, or nightmares, no more worry filled wonders only marvels and wishes and dares. To the sun that you refuse to acknowledge the dark is just a transition for scenes. Teaming with life the rose on the hill grows larger than the twinkle in your eye. For nothing can die if life is the answer and no love can be lost if you’re the romancer caught up in the dream that is held together by the glue of your indomitable spirit every time we hear it we Jump for Joy. For the dance that matches the song in my heart comes to the part where we stand on the top of the hill with lightning parading its fusion in the distance but we remiss take heed to the moment prayer for no end and whirl in the wind arm in arm, thinking of safety not harm working with whit and full charm, refusing to give into alarm we find the mystery in the shade of the trees and the cool breeze calms the fire of our furious fears remember the years and counting the roughshod our treasure dancing into the wee hours of dawn without a thought or a yawn, the music goes on without whimsy. So flimsy the past that we easily reach beyond it to untie the bonds of time and the hopeless reason found in incorrectable moments, Wrongs set to right in the songs of the night as we reach into light from the dark of the night. We are fearful at first but upon whetting our thirst we shout out with a burst of lyrics and harmonies stronger at first than we wanted to be but it is time to see the joy not as weapon or toy but as truth of a life lived for purpose.

Looking to all creation, imagining the transformation when God is through. For so long He has allowed rogue forces and disobedient men to promulgate a strangeness into perfection intended. What does sinless portend, what is the hand that wields Iron Staff, what are influences absent conflict? The innocent first indication of absent fear and resolved threat. As they grow and mature in God’s pleasure without worry, cry or tragic realization of their frailty. We shall for once see Creation’s mouth controlled and its hunger for innocent flesh and spirit abated.

We were not meant for tragic harmonies. We were not designed for the joy of the kill, but to grow, restore, nurture, encourage and collect. Meant to bring before God the blessings of our improvement that He may rejoice in our will to be like Him. My brutish days have gone, thankfully. It is greater to be defender of the frail and lose then to conquer all the vulnerable masses and live. My conflict has never been with Men, nor do I fight God now, but struggle against the dimensions of my own spiritual awakening. Seasoned to become that which is impossible without God’s persuasion.

This dance is not to prosper the wicked nor to convict the overtly to their travails and crimes. It is the last attempt at rescue, that they who believes themselves top of the food chain may see that they have divined incorrectly. That the iniquitous may in seeing they are the frailty of man may find the humility and fear before THE Sovereign All Powerful authority and remember themselves as babes. We are caught in the trap of our own impoverished thinking and palsied argument. For our attempt to reconcile our sin names us immediately among the most foolish to have known this world. We are here to minister in joy and pray in the power of live living. Intercession in appropriate timing to see those headed for damnation saved and set aside for God’s very best.

Using Joy as weaponry. This day I looked through storm to the quiet a part of me knew lay beyond. Never shaken, harkened to the quiescence of God’s sleeping form, concretized in ships bow. Harkening to hope held by promise of the ages, shielding, pathways, exits that never fail appearing precisely when and where needed. Long, Kind, cooling breezes interrupt the incessant heat of furnace fire, whispering of peace when battle’s acquired.

In harmony the Word lingered repelling the encompassing cries of fervent fear. Leaving the enemy despondent as pastures lay unaffected by smear, ritual or distant magic. We tended, mended and landed upon sullen knee smiling at the hatchlings poking beak above soil ready for the fertile works of sanctification and discipline. Oh pure waters of life and peace shatter the screaming dark and leave the fields ripe, ready for scythe and storehouse.

Focused upon that which is unseen, never heard and hardly felt as the hand that holds time slips beyond its material masses. We are the tools of infinity, runners and rails of mobius existence finding way to beginning and beyond end to rebirth where time has lost authority. Sing praises to a King who makes wounds into scar and pain into pliant works that circumstance loses impact and time has lost control. We are the things of everlasting abiding in the King, eaters of the twelve fruits and dreamers in the garden.

Courage, rapport, standing hope kindled in the lighting of creation a fire beyond wind, water or fuel but burning as a reminder to time that there have always been something beyond it. This day filled with the fuels of molecular transformation to see purity in the eyes of those who have never known impossibility yet believed. Cupped waters of life staring at the pray in juxtaposition, encamped certain, awaiting dispatch by God’s simple roar. Calamities footing, chaos guided by artful hands to make that which cannot exist in fury but purely in calm. Utter surrender to Potter’s twisting fingers, pliable, blended shaped, fired and painted as mastery of Life, loved by Maker, Marked for entry to New Jerusalem and the hall of God.

Sweet humble memories, opened up to time. Reckless fantasies, fresh upon my mind. Days gone away too soon, leaving work undone. Rising of the moon just twice, searching for the sun. Heart almost full of hope, dreams and splendid smiles. Walking in such peace all day, as the footsteps turn to miles. Answer the call to arms to stand your place in time. No reason to do it all that would shout down the rhyme.

Lurid and Lucid two Brothers on the road, picking at the dates and figs wanting to implode. Series of almost there’s we start and then they lead, battles are won and lost according to the creed. When simple is too difficult and tough is easier as you please, awaiting the Hand of God supplication on my knees. Days turn to weeks on end and patience pulls by our strings, no wonder that they music’s loud and in the distance class bell rings.

What is the price he said as he picked up each hefty piece, no furniture or friend be found included in the lease. Fashioned for a neighbor created for my friend, I thought I would give a gift but kept it to the end. Time spent on diatribe and argument transcend, long are the roads we’ve lost and deep the wounds we mend. Trials and our testing ghosts befriend the oldest tribes, supported by the delicacies and brought low in our bribes.

What is free crushed between palm and thumb? Where does light descend each night as we give in to the rum. Sights, fights and circumstance feed history to no end we’ll only know the conclusions when we get around that bend. Horizon takes a dip into eternal sea, fiery halls and construction calls fulfill disparity. Sanctioned moves and thoughts so pure that none may hold them dear, hunting hoards with crystal swords corral the world in fear.

We lean not on understanding our costume nor our shield when God comes calling for us all must be revealed. We lay bare in attendance to the King our hearts filled with peace and hope, we’ve got no frame of reference, no policy or scope. For proven True is His Great Name in Power, Truth and Love, nothing we’ve wrought in our crucible will stand the teswts above. So willing and quite ready we kneel awaiting Word, then it came in His Holy Spirit alighting as a Bird. Heaven’s readied for us our homes are now complete, with the river of life flowing through it across each golden Street.

What should be done and what will be done are empirically different. Everyone rightfully wants and expects that the Globalist “Would Be” Empire and their national insurgent sympathizers are going for broke, all in as a loss for them at this point in this global crimes arena certainly means death. Alternatively, since the Patriotic resistance is emphatically aware that the Deep State will gladly kill the entire population to bring about their collective desired result that there can be no mistakes, no opportunities and frankly the enemy must be defeated without carrying the box of hand grenades or the detonator switch into the corner with them. They must be captured in the midst of criminality with superior tactics and operational security when they do not expect loss.

It is now common knowledge that legally as the clues and evidence are compiled that the leadership in the United States have conspired and worked with foreign elements in an act of Treason to take over the United States and purposefully destroy its infrastructure and social substructure that it may never continue as a Constitutional “Free” Republic. That produces a unique impact in time for the Globalists that prods them forward with breakneck speed. No longer are they simply trying to beat the clock in order to launch their one world order on UN timing but now they must escape the pursuing sword of impending justice to be delivered by unavoidable evidence in their RICO activities. They must destroy America and turn over the reigns to world receivership before the hand of American Justice can arrest and prosecute their senior leadership. Although all are expendable many have fail safes and dead falls to release information as leverage and insurance against being sold out such that the Global Leadership knows that they cannot allow many of these people to be captured, even though they would prefer to throw them under the bus themselves.

What then should we deem reasonable in the next steps in this global battle for humanity’s Freedom? Presuming that there are no nuclear rogues or bacteriological weapons of mass destruction in the hands of paid activists to be used in the event of emergency we must assume that this next round of lock downs will be the last attempt before Patriot Action. They must impose martial law upon the world in short order or lose power in the elections in America next fall which will effectively stall or completely implode their attempts at America’s destruction. Considering that fact all tactics must be employed by early Summer of next year as there will be no time for the October Surprise this fall as most if not all senior leadership will be in prison. No next fall if the Patriots take the day must be a rebirth a renewed independence for America and perhaps the world. What are the things which must take place regardless of who wins the day?

First the Stock Market Must crash as both sides intend a reset or a restructure of the global economy requiring a “Bare Metal” switch out of infrastructure, management and internal dynamics. Prior to the Corona Virus crash which occurred in March most or all of the previous Stock Market Crashes happened in the fall, Sept-Oct which makes political sense as this is the change of the Government Fiscal Year and puts the largest on the incumbent administration for failure. https://www.fool.com/investing/stock-market/basics/crashes/ However we are entering a reality that no longer simply looks upon the Structure of American Finance for determination but rather a global perspective. The Globalists want no rest for the middle class, they want no spring hope or summer recess before they cancel the fall’s harvest. They want this crash in the Winter when it hurts the most. Unfortunately, the Patriots will have to sponsor this crash before that time or risk allowing the controls to flow to the globalists in the economic reset. The crash is inevitable and since the when is the only question, someone must make a prediction and I believe it will be before March of 2022 to meet the aforementioned requirements.

We must assume that the Deep State operatives have some reserve rogue attacks planned. Coupled with the continued terrorist herding of refugees to overwhelm host nations they must have plans to unleash; nuclear, weather, terrorist, war or anarchistic assaults upon the remaining sovereign nations outside lockdown. The Patriot’s must be perfect in their military precision not simply stalling but eradicating these threats by superior special action regardless of national origin. To do this we must assume that there remains an agreement of military intelligence and operational performance among nations.

China, India, Russia and the United States must be cooperating to defeat these rogue measures deployed by the Holy Roman Empire Crown Corporation assets including their tremendous mercenary forces. The inclusion of mercenary forces and the limitations or planned forced firing of middle class citizens means clearly that a large percentage of Global Corporations are complicit in the Global Mutiny and must be forcefully taken down and restructured as well. That being said, they are at the largest disadvantage when they have no place of neutral operation or, “Quiet Headquarters” from which to organize, deploy and manage these movements across global regions and national borders if they are being harangued by U.S., Russian, Chinese and India Military assets.

Nesara and Gesara having been declared assures people around the globe that there is in fact such a cooperative conglomerate of Free Nations fighting to inhibit implementation of the UN/HRE Global Empire. Knowing that Gesara is employed requires a consideration of the Stock Market Crash now encompass a Global Restructure. Considering this additional information and the fact that China will be handling the Winter Olympics or perhaps be boycotted we must assume that the Patriot’s move will come before that Global Win for the CCP. https://www.washingtonpost.com/world/asia_pacific/china-olympics-boycott-human-rights/2021/11/26/e4d7a6fa-4b5e-11ec-a7b8-9ed28bf23929_story.html This occurs on February 4th an cannot be allowed to continue providing a political boon for the CCP. Therefore it is logical to assume that the Patriot’s will make a move to bring down the Deep State, Prohibit retaliatory rogue events, Crash and restructure the Global Financial Market and Prohibit response from Chinese provocation prior to February of 2022.

The enemy would have US focus upon the election of 2022 as the mandatory and pivotal event to preserving/collapsing America. However, the preservation of full and fare elections is of greater paramountcy. Therefore the elections must be deemed fair prior to the 2022 cycle or America will continue through another year of doubt and party turmoil. No it is clear that 2022 must be a season of repair for America in filling the corrupt positions within our Legislature with True Public Servants completely removing the criminal blackmail leveraged politicians who curry to special interests. To allow this 2022 election to proceed along as dubiously doubtful will doom the US to another two years of suspicion and lack of transparency. The Congress must be cleaned out by the 2022 cycle.

This can may not be kicked down the road if we intend on America’s salvation. The Patriots will be in full control prior to this November election date so that the elections are conducted in a fair manner without international or treasonous interference. That demands as I have continually stated that the Patriot’s be in control well in advanced of this election event basically establishing a Patriot takeover before Spring to allocate that assurance time. Therefore I believe the Patriot Plan is to reestablish Trump in the Presidency well before the State of the Union address. Since that address may come in the end of January the Stock Market must be taken down sometime in January as part of the reason for Biden’s removal. He must wear this economic disaster as a neck tie when taken from office. It is hard to imagine that the Military having taken control of the Country on November 3rd, 2020 by declaration of the Insurrection Act would allow the Biden false Presidency to extend passed one year.

The evidence is now in the docket of the Supreme Court and as well that body is poised to over turned Roe V Wade this week. The Great Awakening demands that we see the corruption of our Government is beyond repair that we are forced, as our Duty, to evoke the Declaration of Independence 2.0 necessary to a complete separation and restructure of our Nation Government to prohibit this totalitarian takeover from ever happening again. Since the Supreme Court is leveraged and corrupt they cannot over turn Roe V Wade and set the election of 2020 on legally Right Standing as they are owned and directed by their Special Interest Corporate and Global Leadership Masters at the UN and elsewhere. Therefore this is part of the Great Awakening to hand the evidence to the Supreme Court knowing fully that they cannot and will not act upon this righteous evidence forcing the Military to step in and take full control of the Government officially stopping the Coup that became official on January 6th, 2021. The Military being the only semi corrupted entity remaining has always been the only path to saving this Nation by the Will and intervention of God’s Willing Hand.

What I must then ask Americans is if they are ready for what must befall this nation and the world in the coming several months of winter? Do you have stocks, power and warmth to survive an extended time absent power, light, information and public water? A crash is inevitable as we know it is the one common bullet point of both sides in this war. When that crash happens is the only contention worth argument as we all will be confronted with the same impacts regardless of which side bring that crash. Therefore, I do not care so much who starts it except as it indicates the probably outcome, but rather care that we are all prepared for this event. It is time to be logical and realize that the Patriots are standing at the doorway to victory and that standing has only been achieved by logical patient practice and precision intervention. We would do well to mimic that patient and logical practice that we do are ready for the storm when it arises as it certainly must. God Willing the Global Leader’s and their American Insurgents are being arrested as we speak leaving the Crash as a hopeful restructure of this country and the world. May God’s Peace and Hope of the Lord Jesus Christ descend upon You and Your Family this Winter and may your find rest in both.

Take that breath, just fill your lungs with all that they can hold. Then shine like the sun as you’ve so often done, it’s the reason He made you so wonderful. You’re the only one like you. Made to do something that no one else can do. To show forth His Light gets your sword into this fight and stand against the greatest that anyone can offer. To scoffer and Saint state your complaint and sing until the clouds back off and let the sky look down upon your love. Move Hearts, build dreams, drive fear from the backs of those so unhappily strained by burden and pain, then revive them again with the joy that emits from your certainty in tomorrow.

They will love you as we have always done the fight is already been won. Overcome with that smile that opens the locks of despair and calamity. Offer that kind hand that you’ve gone to old and small, to help them up from fall and carry them to reason and beyond the shifting sands. Build fire where there was cold, hearts frozen in the winds of defeat and the shame of humanity. Be that bright morning hue that illuminates the dew that’s been up at the crack of dawn awaiting me and you. Dance and sing til the wind gives you answer, find hope in the stars that makes even them increase their faith, shining down upon all beneath.

Don’t deny the power that has been living in your heart so strong it may unmake the universe, yet it looks to create making judgment of fate and releasing the captive to freedom’s call. This time is not over, just bracing for the onslaught of rejoicing as the songs that you’ve sung and the work that you’ve done awakens the hearts of those sitting upon the fence on the hill remarkably still undecided as the clock bids them finish. The tide has come in and the sun begins to descend to that place where we will only see its face reflected by the man in the moon who comes out way too soon. Morrow’s flight into the dark night a signal as flare to the expectant.

Reach for that point beyond your impossible, the dream of God’s wishes and purpose. So much to be done though all has been won there’s territories taken and people well shaken to release from the bondage that threatens. Take heart lad or lass as the years quickly pass that this life is so short we barely wake up to His plan as it whispers we’ve run out of time for the pleasure. So stand where you are on flame of spirit’s touch reaching for notes beyond the chords that produced them to sing Songs Anew of things we’ve yet to review in the world that’s to come over yonder. Be that thing that may only be understand in its viewing, for you are something that each eye would find fortune in beholding.