Three snakes have come to my chaotic crazy First a black one Then, a white one And now the red one shows I know enough to know enough When will they wish to speak? The Serpents teach me very interesting things

The spirit burns the oil inside me I feel the fire flow I focus on the makings Of the many things we know Within the math is hidden The secrets of the show A trance A glance A reckoning Of lore from long ago

I hate when my crazy loops full circle Fuck Me... I hoped for options It appears we have but one For Now

Dear God This is one fucked up circus you got us in Thank you for the gifts you give I am humbled by my awe He still has my back... remarkable shit indeed And a tear filled, Amen Thanx Boss :)

She sang out a tune Worth more than his due To a king he could not pay Yet none would carry the note And out cast the vote For ye shall seize by day Alas the last fairn song hath sung And solace found the morn A love in last but gentle touch Gifted grace thru out the scorn

The critters are playful today I have been ignoring them A dive some other time, my friends I struggle much today

If in my words, You hear only the rambling of a madman Then call me crazy and move on If you hear something else, If you feel something else, Follow the oddities They are reflections of things past They can help to guide Rise, my friends, and Ride

It is good to not want death But we must be accepting of it For we must kill to live None are immune to sacrifice We simply dont understand it What purpose does death serve, if not to provide for life? Cycles and Circles Flow continues thru our fear that it does not

Hey Boss, I think folks are loosing reality. They worship a.i. It seems many remain stuck. Focusing only on being significant. How do I possibly show them? The teachings are deeper than they see, deeper than I can offer here Who is it that I seek? What church will hear? 22

What does a marked eye mean? Serpent in the eye? I think i dont really need the verification, but i would enjoy any additional thoughts The spirit fills my mind

The spirits took me on another journey Ask Perplexity Were native americans known to assist in the underground railroad? There are few stories, actually none that i know of, yet i get a strong feeling they were vital in its successes Are there any records of such?

To all who offer hatred and torment Tread lightly on your path The devil comes soon to take his due

I went to a place they call haunted And I saw a hanging man On display for all to see The cost to Fuck with Free And onward to another A display of heartbreak found Many tears had fallen Before his body touched the ground I cut only one, boss

Instead of 22 pages detailing some fictional bullshit to make you think i am special I offer this... Dont be an ass today Be nice to someone Act like you fuckin care

If it has been dry in your area, Put some water out for the critters

This morning my mind focuses on loss. I am bitter I am sad I dont want to cast this shit out to the world, so the fake ones here can have it The fake world you build does not protect you from the real one How will you handle real things?

Turn off your tech, Let nature, nurture for a little while God's gifts are granted to those who seek them Go to his house and see what is to be discovered Learn what A.I. cannot teach you Learn freedom of self

Tonight, I need your prayers

Once I was an able man My sweat and blood, my due Yet shadows cast a different shade, My skies a darker hue The dawning of the mourning Of things aught naught to do In simple lies the struggles When living yields to strain Daylight becomes the devil And pain doth dance again

Who is the Spirit in my ear? Telling me such things? I see the love masked by our fears I hear the Elemental Echoes ring The song upon the mountain That the oak tree doesn't know And the howling of the butterfly That will light the world a glow Love shall be thy guide