The Earth seen from Apollo 17. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Two ships flying in space a-tango
Earth and Heaven kingdom-ships
The Heaven ship could fly faster
But it kept close to the Earth ship
Often it would send power sparks
To give the Earth kingdom-ship a lift
Or Earth ship would have fared worse
The crew is the worst a ship could wish for
For long the two ships have been on parallel courses
Heaven’s Captain keeping a close watch
Because He has a stake in the other ship
For Earth carries unwilling captives of war
Left to the gods of the earth they’d run it aground
They resist heaven’s help even firing at it
They’d sooner crash earth than see the slaves free
Sadistic gods set against Heaven’s Captain
The Captain knew they’d soon hit the Hell Hole
But He would sooner crash his ship into earth
To get it off that self-destructive course
And He’d capture earth ship
He’d overthrow the lords of the earth ship
Free the slaves and set things straight
He’d force peace to reign aboard that ship
But the timing has to be right!
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The Earth seen from Apollo 17. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The world is better off these days
Please speak no more of “the old days”
We now enjoy God-free lives
A world where “liberty” now thrives
Soon Ms. Shards will happily commission bigger orphanages
Because orphans’ ex-mothers see no need for extra baby-baggages
Engr. Trent will supervise the construction of a grander prison
As despite Barrister Erykah’s valiance conviction rates keep increasing
The Enchanted Seer will peacefully live all alone
Because his ex-sons have no time for his flaky old bone
Psych. Osaze will organise the rehabilitation of more teenagers
As despite Nurse Biutea’s diligence drug addiction rates signal dangers
One said even without God is morality
Being inherent in every human society
To which another aptly responded
But a child learns deceit and hate unaided
“I say we face this issue by talking and/or living
Like we are moral and/or thinking beings,
Ignoring the viper lounging and/or biting within
Breeding covert and/or overt sins”
P.S.: After all, it is fun engaging in witty philosophical discussions about God forgetting for a while the darker realities we face as mere mortals which we are very helpless with, despite our grand logics.
And for the religion- and/or grammar-sensitive reader(s), please note that the “sins” is not used as a religious term.
Fuentes del angel caido – Fountain of the fallen angel (Photo credit: chrisfreeland2002)
This 6th day of the month of January in the year 2013 AD, I, the Enchanted Seer, give this prophecy:
The 31st day of April, 2013 will be the debut of the well-known spiritual leader, who actually is named Deceptor Luciferibus. He shall desire to make an appealing public appearance and win the hearts of the masses. I see him aglow in the full worship of the media as the lights pour on him and the human world watches. Then one called the Enchanted Writer shall approach him in dialogue.
Enchanted Writer: Sir, you daze many when you miraculously turn stones into food to feed many of your followers. Further, many have referred to your motivation and ministration sessions as soul-doping because of the euphoria of these beautiful experiences.
Dec. Luciferibus (shall smile somewhat warmly, but knowingly): Please, don’t thank me.
Enchanted Writer: Then, how is it that these people leave your grounds and still go on to lead depraved, unchanged lives? Is giving them these things proving to be all they really need for living?
Dec. Luciferibus shall smile somewhat nervously, but knowingly, and clean a bead of sweat.
Enchanted Writer: Sir, you have met with the Creator-God himself we have heard. Is this a false allegation?
Dec. Luciferibus (shall smile quite sweetly): I am afraid it is not false.
Enchanted Writer: Please, could you give me a photograph of you and the Creator-God for a keepsake? Permit me say “I am SUCH a fan!”
Dec. Luciferibus shall quickly manufacture a picture of him beside an old huge man with white heavy beard, both of them looking splendorous.
Enchanted Writer: Sir, like I said, I am such a fan. I have also a picture of myself and the Creator-God but it has nothing in common with this.
Dec. Luciferibus (shall then smile quite fearfully): Who are you?
Enchanted Writer: I am sure you know who I am, Sir, and are just teasing me. After all, you are notable for just knowing things, aren’t you?
Dec. Luciferibus shall then be visibly shaken as he pockets a damp handkerchief.
Enchanted Writer: Sir, we heard you grew up in a monastery, and having achieved the height of spiritual enlightenment, want to start a new religion enshrined in oneness.
Dec. Luciferibus shall smile artificially and eye the Writer maliciously, subtly, without saying a word.
Enchanted Writer: Sir, pardon my DIRECTNESS, but does this new religion point at all to the Jesus Christ, who died and lived again to save the lost and degenerate souls, as God?
At this stage, all the floodlights and spotlights and camera flashes shall blow out!
I, the Enchanted Seer, have written down the words of this prophecy in the Bible –Matthew 4:1-11. The choice of the people to, or not to, follow the Deceptor and the dire consequences (if they follow) are yet unknown, but I shall have died peacefully whilst eating monkeybrain sauce and my sagely bones laid to rest before then.
Viper (Photo credit: Mshai)
We welcome the new baby of the of the Holysnakes
In the hood of the Kindsnakes, Sexsnakes, and Philanthrosnakes
Who were there to hiss their “hearty” cheers
At the family’s enviable progress over theirs
By changes over time in the viper nation
In support of the scientific theory of evolution
They have learnt to shed and change human skin
One of them may as well be your next-of-kin
The Holysnakes family has prospered in the religious field
In the midst of dogmatic and desperate souls who easily yield
They blend easily and act pious
With an inner nature so hideous
They rob the poor souls blind in God’s name
They know every Bible version’s publisher by name
They are subtly hypocritical and overtly critical
Whilst acting holy yet purely demoniacal
They slither their ways into gospel crusades
They even participate in relief and disaster aids
Some aspire to cross over to the true light
But their dark nature denies them even a slight bite.
They needn’t full moon for their true forms to show
From the depths of their beings their evil souls glow
They now regard themselves to be truly human
And will remain always to the end of man
Epilogue (Matthew 3:7-10):
The man John the Baptist with eyes aflame
From camp True Light sees through their game
Calls to them to come clean or end up burning
Hope to repentant ones, see the defiant scorning
(To be cont…)
As the cold night dawns, the Dark-ones’ countenances light up,
They are shivering in anticipation of all the pleasure the night gives to them;
And the warm daylight dims as my mood is lifted up.
I am calm in hope of all the pleasure I get from the night.
All through the night, the Dark-ones indulge.
They do and become things too dark to be mentioned openly;
Whilst I put my soul to rest,
As I fall into the arms of Light-God.
The secrecy of the night warms their cold souls.
Their actions come from dark thoughts and need no light to carry them out.
But the solitude of the night cools my passionate veins;
And my words come from a living spirit and need not be loud.
The night will come when they shall sleep like other men.
But it is not this night!
The night will come when I sleep like they shall.
But this night my spirit is at its peak.
This night they grow and weave darkness,
As though they intend to stop the sunlight from shining at dawn.
This night I am up and bright,
Preparing the way before dawn for the sun to shine.
For even if evil successfully lays its egg,
And hatches into a virile spawn before daylight,
Light can still shine in the belly of the darkness,
And it shall run through the evil spawn with the sword of sunlight.