Pinnacle

This purging of my baggage

It's no walk in the park

It's like inching my way through a raging inferno

Before creating a spark that becomes the initial flame

It's not easy at all and it's taking its sweet time

It planned this all out a long time ago

It arrived in this part of conceptual time because it knows that Mercury is its ally when it spins the other way

If it does not figure out a safe strategy before it stops and returns to its natural state

Then it will dissipate like chemicals do when the temperature rises to take them into the atmosphere

So, right around the first of next month and year, I'll be purged

So much vile residue has been leaking from my pores

Most people would have shot themselves in the head if they had to wear my shoes

Living in a state of mind that lacks rythym 

My emotional barricades keeping me in shades of browns and blues

Yesterday I saw a glimpse of how my new life is about to flow

I know that it's all going to be well

I won't have to sell anyone a story

Instead, they will all have one of their own to tell

My writing will be acknowledged on every level

I have seen the telltale signs of upcoming success

I will make a huge mark upon this Earth

Last year around this time, angelic messengers appeared to reinvent my reality of the times to come

I was so stuck on stupid that I was begging for another chance to be dumb

When I piece it all together, the extent of my enlightenment makes invisible hair follicles all over my body erect

I feel like an electromagnetic probe

It makes me want to set goals

Go out on blind dates

Take risks in everything that I do

I will not lose

I will win it all

Able to choose my fate

A creator 

A legend

A pinnacle of glory and healing light

Night and day merge into one

The Nexus between the Earth and the Sun

Attractive to all that I am attracted to

No fears 

No hesitations

No self limitation caused by a poor self esteem

A purging of all my baggage

No longer any memory of how I was raised

A new aeon

Filled with endless days of beauty

Of happenings

Of lessons learned and then passed down through the generations

All of the ideas and interests that I have adopted merging into a brand new existence for me completely

I have never seen any reason to go about my business discreetly

I don't understand why so many are so fond of living their fantasies out on the sly

I make them try something new if I am ever given the chance

The same old tired song and dance is over

Done with 

Gone

I have been moving on for what seems like an eternity without recollection of when the chances have appeared

I would have feared a few things not long ago

Now, I see no good reason to have fear

To me, it is inexcusable 

Silly

Too common

Senseless

My self-destructive behavior spawns from the hearsay that runs rampant in the thought processes that flood the brain that is protected by the solid particles of matter that compose my head

Breaking bread is a bad habit of mine

We must treat money divinely

Not physically

Not mentally

Not both, for damned sure

The two polarities run parallel and independently

They are not the tortoise and the hare

Racing toward outcomes that have already been witnessed somewhere prior to our own

The cover was blown before you 

 Never worried about making it through anything

From now on, I will take it slowly

Take the time to enjoy every step

Take in the scenery

Take a sip of water before I even breathe

Learn the timeless art of relaxation

When the news comes on, change the station

No point in being forced to swallow a million fibs and lies

Raise up my arms toward the end of the skies

Beyond the clouds

Chanting ancient scripture in holy praise to my omnipotent creator

Blinding the wicked sorcerer and the foolish instigator before they make footprints in the path that we walk upon

Every man for himself, individuality, the ego-based society gone with the shift of the wind

The new world order will be governed by a force much greater than man

Elitist rituals unmasked and erased

The contortions of their facial features no longer hiding

Unable to shift their shapes

Skin walking not possible

Should never have been

The level of sin it took to exist unfathomable

Sickening

Unholy

Insane

Spiritual activities have nothing to do with the use of the brain other than the manifestations that are co-created by all who intervene

Negativity, the only obscenity that their ever has been

It's breeds faster than the microbial entities when exposed to anything alive

Taking over souls

Planting their heads in the ground like ostriches

To thrive on the inhabitants of the soil

Trials

Tribulations

Turmoil abolished

I will do right when I am the new me

I have always done my best to be good so far but the definition of the word is an opinion

 But, who elses should I have acted upon other than my very own?

12/22/2016