OK so I won't abandon this one but there won't be quite as much updates on it anymore....

Last night I was speaking with my creator and reflecting upon myself and he gave me these words along with a vision that I wish to share.

This year I have traveled many planes of spiritual existence. From abundant life to eternal death. My spirit has undergone the largest metamorphosis yet. Now I have finally broken through this Iron cocoon. My wings stretch over the earth to guard the light that breathes from my lips.

I have made this decision. To weep not of myself but to weep for this dying creation.

I look into His eyes and no longer see death. I no longer see a desert of dry bones, but their awoken eyes. Soon they will stand. The grass grows beside them. Roses are born into the vision of the weary. They walk naked among each other. Flawless and unashamed.

The seeds are being planted within the fleshless. His kingdom come forth. The day of the church has died. The true body will unite in His song. The broken have risen. No longer do they slave to four walls. They are moving. An infection of love is spreading. Prepare for the day has broken.

because of the very small amount of readers that do read this here blog I've just about abandoned it now. I may post here maybe once in a short while when I feel like it.... but problably only a poem or two every so often if you want to read me still email me and I'll give you a link to my new journal... adios sporadic ictus I guess...

carving steps in your heart
I pluck the strings in a fashion of unfamiliarity
obviously you have not broken this enough
but your stinging my eyes with this charity
sagging upon other moments of notice

so just carve this out with your smile again
bend down with your crystal touch
reflect the demon before you
the reflection I see has transformed
bathing me with another smile
I will drown yet again
in this angelic pool of extacy

I will become...
disintegrating and dispersing into you
coward steps have lost their chance to burden
collect the thought and will the lost
a cloud has been placed
streaming forth from every movement
wrapping my vision like a serpent upon prey

so just carve this out with your smile again
splinter my flesh with your touch
reflect that which you see
maybe the mirror lies and you are the only true reflection
so break my heart with another smile
I will drown yet again
in this angelic pool of extacy