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It has been five months since you left this world,

I still talk to you every single day,

Since you have been gone you had a new baby girl,

Her name is Everleigh Faith,

Im telling you things you already know,

I have been trying to write this every day,

But the words just wont go,

And my tears just get in the way,

You were my son and my best friend,

I dont know what to do without you,

My heart will be broken untill the end,

I am praying that God will show me what to do,

Fly high my son until we meet again.


Slaves of Darkness

They've lost

their souls


Now they are




yet poor


Tangled in



Slaves of




by sin


Drowning in



Some will commit 

suicide and long to die 


But will awaken in a new form

incarnated back into the hell they have created on earth


In seeking to gain the world

they have lost themselves


In Death  



is night


Dark is their 



Chased by shadows

tormented by the voices of the dead


They know only pain

when they step outside it always rains 


They bring a curse on the land 

for what they do in secret is an abomination 


Coming out of their graves at night

to do the dirty deeds of their master


When the moon is yet full that is when 

the most evil occurs


They are a thorn,

a weed that springs up high 


All their fruit 

is Rotten 


Their apples are laden

with poison 

Working to earn the wages

of their sin


Which is Death 


The reward to die and to



Freed from the servitude 

of iniquity


Their undead souls

meet the matrimony of the flames


Finally they can Rest In Peace  











Author's Notes/Comments: 

Ephesians 5:12 KJV

12 For it is a shame even to speak of those things which are done of them in secret.

Take your Prozac (Blue Pill)

There's ignorance 

and there's fake



I can't help but feel that

people are acting and playing their

role in the Pyramid 


They can't be that stupid


They must know who's running the show 


There Is generational 



They put on the masks society tells them to wear 


And if you talk about the big  elephant in the living room 


They gaslight you and call you crazy 


So who can you trust

in this world of actors?


Where everything is the reverse 


Where people actively work to maintain the illusion 

of order they have constructed in their minds 


So, whose in on in it 

and whose not?


I'll let god be the judge.


I'm no conformer

and I'm no transformer


I believe in the truth 

not the fantasy 


On the other hand, some people would

rather plug their ears with beeswax 

and continue to live in denial of the truth


Faking ignorance 

playing their role 


Being a cog in the machine 


Taking the Prozac,

numbing the mind with the sorcery 

of the snake











and again


In the heat 

the steel

is forged






Forge the unbreakable



The spirit 

cannot be broken




In the Truth





Fake inoculation

radiation sickness


Fake pandemic

from the false illuminated


Population control by using






Fake Inoculation

via artificial implementation

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Crab Walk

Like a crab you 

walk backwards


Spiraling down into

the depths


Feeding off the scraps,

no good bottom feeder 


No truth to be found in

your black heart 


Once you are dead,

your meat spoils quickly 


Rancid and rotten that is

what you are


Insect of the ocean,

a useless, fruitless crab


Ready to be consumed,

and have your shell cracked open


Dipped in butter

into the mouth of nothingness 










I saw you just two days before,
We talked a few minutes now I wish it was more,
And when we said good bye,
I never knew it would be the last time,
You left this world way to soon,
I found out the next day around noon,
That at four AM you had passed,
I would have tried to help if you would have just asked,
But instead you left this world all alone,
You never even called my phone,
Every day I think maybe it is a dream,
But it is not and everthing is as it seems,
It has been more days than I care to know,
I was not prepared to just let you go,
My world will never be the same,
Every day I want to call out your name,
Somehow I must say goodbye,
Till we meet again in the place above the sky.

Fishers of Men





Don't fall,

dont sink









Take my hand,

don't die 


Dont fall,



Author's Notes/Comments: 

Matthew 4:19-21 King James Version (KJV)

19 And he saith unto them, Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men

Hell is Real


of abyss


Earth opened up;

the living dead


Many go there

to suffer


Bodies on top of 



Lost hopes and



A place of 



The soul sinks

into the earth


Departing from the corpse,

down into the catacombs


Down through the darkened



Into the furnace,

into the fire


They burn

They suffer

They cry

They die


No sleep

No peace

No relief


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Mark 9:48 King James Version (KJV)

48 Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched.