High John the Conqueror
Keeper of the twisted, powerful, protective root that once was part of the epicenter that watered all of the vines
Be with me in my desperate search
I have every right to regain the opportunity to provide correctly for myself and my brood
I have never been the one with begging palms held out in front of me upturned
I need not ask, nor would I ever beg
I just need to be myself again
Mooikite stone, please bring to me the powers of abundance through the gift of supplemental employment, be it my own or with someone else
Someone who is actually worthy of my influence
For, it has always been extremely fruitful, brilliant, and enterprising
Unique
Vanquish this presence that lingers here, keeping me from the simple simplicities that I seek
I will never consider myself as one of the helpless or of the meek
I do not believe that such blinded innocence would be left to take over the land with all of those who shall tarry
For, whoever it is who remains must be diligent, forthright, and beyond strong
Their songs must be sung in high velocity
They must rebel with a certain sort of driven magnitude
Putting nothing before the Power of the Creator, almighty blessed Yahweh
Praise be to the Lord, our one and only God
No saints
No sinners
No beings from Angelic realms
No creatures from the parallel dimension nor from the Astral Plane
It is not to say that they are fictional
Nor weak
Nor wrong
Nor unholy
We need all of them to join us
We must all go hand to hand
Soul to soul
A unified nation, bound together in Heavenly rapture
The sound of a thousand trumpets echoing across the distance of the eternal span
Light warriors trapped in temples of primitive beasts
In the bodies of mortal man
Wow!
Wait one second!
My intention here was only to regain my dignity that I was forced to hand over to the demonic back in the Spring of a year when I had, once again, chosen to fall into the trenches of love
It was not at the time my intention at all, either
As a matter of fact, it was quite similar to where I am at with myself right now
I am no longer asking, I am taking
It belongs to nobody, nothing else but me
I am sick and tired of caring
Grinning and fucking bearing
Sick of sharing myself with ungodly vermin who know of nothing other than how to receive
I take that back, they also know what it takes to thieve from their so-called friends
How to exist by feeding off of the living
How to slowly erode us into the fallow in which we wallow and grieve
None of that even matters
If you can find the road will take you back to the faith in which you truly do believe
In every single waking breath that you breathe, exhale your anguish in the name of the Lord
Every dance that you dance must be before him
Every song that you sing, every word that you utter in His praise
In return, He will forever pick you up in his hands and set you down upon every place that you should be
He will lead you, never astray
He will take you down every road that will lead you into your most prosperous days from now throughout eternity....Selah!
6/29/2014