To Faith, Return

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