In the valley of megiddo
over looking jezerell ,where we
will take our last stand before we enter the
promised land.
A battle ground for thousands of years
many have died ,many has shed tears.
For thousands of years this has been a
valley of blood, but our final battle
will be under took
Many will die on this day
their flesh will melt away
their bones will turn to stone
their eyes and tongues will fall from
their face
Seven months to bury the dead
seven years to cleanse the land
wild animals will eat the flesh from the bones
So when satan battles against our lord,
they will die in shame and disgrace, for our lord
is second to none, so put on your shield pick up your sword
take your place behind our lord.
For it is foretold the blood will rise to the horses
briddle but when it`s all said and done a beautyful
transformation will already have begun
Megiddo an un holy land
but our final battle before the
promised land...
Amen
and may the lord be with us all
during our rise or during our fall
but prophecy has made it`s call
the battle of megido will end it all
I Wish
I believed in the Jewish mythologist's vision. "It" with blood to the bridle, prophesy as belief - metaphors for how to survive hardships. The ancients really had a grasp for science fiction. Up or down, we aim for middle ground and security. The insecure fail, believers surmount all obstacles and have the faith to persevere and triumph. Any other interpretation is sheep shears intended to fleece the sheep. Divine intervention does not exist and never has. We are writers. Writing it down does not make it true. Claiming inspiration, does not make it true either. People believe the miracles and the Jewish histories and think, this is faith, this is belief - it begins inside the mind where the life principle is able to interprete existence (as poorly as humans do that indictes understadting is not going to every happen for them). There is a point where you take all the morality lessons, the indicators of how to live righteously and ascend spiritually from that point, no get bogged down in believing the unbelievable. There is something greater than ourselves, but it does not have wings and it does not visit Earth exclusively because humans were "maded here". 2000 or 100,000 years ago, no matter, the writers were masters and we make of their words what we will. I am closer to death now and dellusion is not going to help me through that particular "gate". Knowing that I did the best I could with what I had to work with is my ticket to whatever glory awaits me. And, like I said, no streets of gold, no thrones, no "men" upon them, and no wings. they never should have allowed the concept of metaphor loose in the world. - slc
that`s all any of us can
that`s all any of us can do,the best we can with what we have
the bible along with mans d n a has been tampered with foe enons,
time will tell
ron parrish