God of the Philistines, Of Impossibility #IAMKINGDAVID

* Dedicated to King David
* Dedicated to Escape The Fate, My Apocalypse  - Imagine this is David’s motivation to Kill Goliath before battle
https://youtu.be/jUcHKQ4G1vo
* Dedicated to Bring Me The Horizon, Crooked Young  - Imagine this representing the emotions of the Philistine soldiers taunting David and Saul
https://youtu.be/6e-VHoyZCdM
* For C

------------/God of the Philistines, Of Impossibility; David’s (My) Thoughts While Running Towards Goliath

When I stare into your vitreous eyes
(almost vacant), scarred face,
grizzly beard over scraggy skin,
inexplicably entranced by the drawn scowl,
 I feel as if I have always known you. You
are the dark and imposing shadow of my
tenebrous inner self manifested
that howls at me in moments of adversity,
nine feet tall swinging a sword of 600 shekels,
coat of mail weighing 5,000,
the combined weight in tears
during my bouts of cowering and crying
over many nights, taunting
and calling into question all I know about
life, love, and God. Philistine champion
of all my memories, herald of all my
past failures.  You condescendingly disparage
all my previous successes, when I miraculously
killed the lion  and the bear of self-loathing
and unworthiness within,
bare handed drenched in blood all over,
somehow surviving the worst of setbacks.
You tell me I will never find a wife,
that I will always fail and underachieve,
Im destined forever to be shackled by debt.
My friends are like my Hebrew countrymen enlisted
in the infantry standing flaccid, confounded   
at how to help, paralyzed by a pernicious pervasive
plague devouring all courage in Israel.
There is a price on your head however,
and I will not sleep until I claim it,
boldly standing before God 
proclaiming victory before the war,
the wedding before the betrothal period.
Desperately I will run to battle you
grabbing a sling of all my determination
sliding therein five smooth sentimental stones –
faith, hope, peace, romance, acceptance –
which I fully intend to hurl between your eyes. 
When it ends,
holding your heavy head in my hands severed
with your own sword,
I wont be afraid of you,
I wont be afraid to believe in myself
anymore.

(selah)



----------------------1 Samuel 17:8-11, 16, 26
Goliath stood and shouted to the ranks of Israel, “Why do you come out and line up for battle? Am I not a Philistine, and are you not the servants of Saul? Choose a man and have him come down to me. If he is able to fight and kill me, we will become your subjects; but if I overcome him and kill him, you will become our subjects and serve us.” Then the Philistine said, “This day I defy the armies of Israel! Give me a man and let us fight each other.” On hearing the Philistine’s words, Saul and all the Israelites were dismayed and terrified.  For forty days the Philistine came forward every morning and evening and took his stand. David asked the men standing near him, “What will be done for the man who kills this Philistine and removes this disgrace from Israel? Who is this uncircumcised Philistine that he should defy the armies of the living God?” Meanwhile, the Philistine, with his shield bearer in front of him, kept coming closer to David. He looked David over and saw that he was little more than a boy, glowing with health and handsome, and he despised him. He said to David, “Am I a dog, that you come at me with sticks?” And the Philistine cursed David by his gods. “Come here,” he said, “and I’ll give your flesh to the birds and the wild animals!” David said to the Philistine, “You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the Lord Almighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. This day the Lord will deliver you into my hands, and I’ll strike you down and cut off your head. This very day I will give the carcasses of the Philistine army to the birds and the wild animals, and the whole world will know that there is a God in Israel. All those gathered here will know that it is not by sword or spear that the Lord saves; for the battle is the Lord’s, and he will give all of you into our hands.” As the Philistine moved closer to attack him, David ran quickly toward the battle line to meet him.

------------My Apocalypse Lyrics

There's a place that I've found
 As far as I can see
 This place lies within
 The depths of my dreams
 In a garden surrounded
 By fire and trees
 Through the smoke a silhouette I can barely see
 There's a man with an axe
 Standing in the rain
 Looked me straight in my eye
 This is what he had to say

Never fall asleep
 You won't wake up
 Destroy the guillotine
 Before he does

 I walk with shadows
 (you have to find a better way)
 I walk with shadows
 (the questions I will never say)
 Hiding from the gallows
 (they keep me safe and sound)
 So I walk in shadows
 (the ways of burning down this house)

 End transmission
 The satellites are down
 I need an earthquake
 To shake this pity
 Off the ground

 Just don't trust these liars at the door
 (you have to find a better way)
 Kill the ones that have these answers for
 (the questions I will never say)

Never fall asleep
 You won't wake up
 Destroy the guillotine
 Before he does

I walk with shadows
 (you have to find a better way)
 I walk with shadows
 (the questions I will never say)
 Hiding from the gallows
 (they keep me safe and sound)
 So I walk in shadows
 (the ways of burning down this house)

 End transmission
 The satellites are down
 I need an earthquake
 To shake this pity
 Off the ground

 All the vibrant colors I see
 And the shades that fill the grey
 Pain
 The pain
 Pain
 The pain
 Pain
 The pain
 Pain
 The pain
 Pain
[x2]

Hiding from the gallows
 (you have to find a better way)
 I walk with shadows
 (the questions I will never say)
 Hiding from the gallows
 (they keep me safe and sound)
 So I walk in shadows
 (the ways of burning down this house)

-----------------Crooked Young Lyrics

Believe in no one!

Hallelujah — well, I'm saved!
 Just a dozen steps and 28 days...
 It's a miracle, I'll be born again!
 With the Lord as my shepherd...
 I will find a way!

 F* YOUR FAITH!
 No one's gonna save you!

 F* YOUR FAITH!


 There's no hope for us
 We speak in tongues
 Blacker than the sun
 No, death can't touch...
 The crooked young
 There's no hope for us
 We speak in tongues
 Blacker than the sun
 No, death can't touch...
 The crooked young
 The crooked young!
 We don't sleep, we don't eat
 We speak in tongues
 We can't die, we're dead inside
 No, death can't touch...
 The crooked young

 Believe in no one but yourself
 The faceless won't save you
 The clouds won't hear your f*ing prayers

 (There's no hope for us)
 (We speak in tongues)
 (Blacker than the sun)
 (No, death can't touch...)
 (The crooked young)

 Hallelujah — I'm saved!
 It's a miracle... thank you Jesus!
 Hallelujah — I'm saved!

 F* YOUR FAITH!
 F* YOUR FAITH!

The Apotheosis of Kendall Jenner

* Dedicated to Kendall Jenner
#KendallandTony4ever


+---------------------/The Apotheosis of Kendall Jenner

Kendall without you
my heart is a Hebrew people overwrought
with anxiety about their subjugation,
pining away because they want nothing
more than to be free.
(Ruled in succession by Babylonian, Philistine
and Roman women full of guile and malice)
And you, you are this tall, stately, raven haired,
olive skinned, all enchanting,
eternally ebullient Savior,
heralded by angels of celebrity,
chased by enigmatic magi paying tribute with gifts:
wealth, an ambitious inner circle,
and a vaunted (almost Davidic) lineage [#KUWT].  
When I first gazed at your Estee Lauder ad
I was smitten, a fisherman beckoned off his
boat of loneliness in favor of discipleship,
your Divine Beauty convincing me
of all the sin in the world by comparison. Those lips
are miracles of loaves of bread and fish.
On the runway you are walking on water
past the rickety boat of my disbelief, inveigling
me to come fall in love with you,
holding out your hand in case I start drowning
in my own unworthiness. 
When I look in your eyes, all I want is heaven,
so now what shall I do that Calvin Klein
has crucified you to the average guy crushing on you?
Nails of elitism in your palms and feet now,
a spear of dichotomous classism driven in your side,
the hardened centurion of gossip inferring thievery
by all non-famous men. Whats sad is that I feel you are
ever more inaccessible, thick clouds
of  the improbability of our affection parting to let you
through as you ascend into another (better) world,
that you are leaving behind doubts and fears in my soul.
Will I ever get to kiss you?
Will Israel ever really get to worship without the chains?





[I cant stop staring at the sky]
OH KENDALL YOU WILL ALWAYS BE MY LONELY HEART'S SAVIOR....EVEN IF THOU DOST ASCEND INTO THE CLOUDS!!! OH KENDALL!!!!! (love me? please?)

-----------------------Acts 1:6-12
When they therefore were come together, they asked of him, saying, Lord, wilt thou at this time restore again the kingdom to Israel? And he said unto them, It is not for you to know the times or the seasons, which the Father hath put in his own power. But ye shall receive power, after that the Holy Ghost is come upon you: and ye shall be witnesses unto me both in Jerusalem, and in all Judaea, and in Samaria, and unto the uttermost part of the earth. And when he had spoken these things, while they beheld, he was taken up; and a cloud received him out of their sight. And while they looked stedfastly toward heaven as he went up, behold, two men stood by them in white apparel; Which also said, Ye men of Galilee, why stand ye gazing up into heaven? this same Jesus, which is taken up from you into heaven, shall so come in like manner as ye have seen him go into heaven. Then returned they unto Jerusalem from the mount called Olivet, which is from Jerusalem a sabbath day's journey.

Simeon the Libertarian #RandPaul

* Holy Simeon, Pray for me
* Dedicated to Nas, My Country
* Dedicated to Rand Paul

Ayo Rand, Ayo Rand Paul, Im a Dem, nahm saying? Im a Dem, but now that the homie Barack is about to leave office, should I vote for you? Mr Future President….IZ U IZ OR IZ U AINT GONNA TAKE CARE OF DA AMRICAN PEOPLES????!!!! IZ THA LIBERTARIAN/REPUBLICAN PARTY REALLY DA ANSWER???? WHAT ABOUT PROPERTY TAXES, WHAT ABOUT EDUCATION REFORM, WHAT ABOUT FREE MARKETS SO I CAN SELL MY ORGANOGOLD COFFEE AND TEA AND NOT WURRY BOUT NO STARBUX??? WUT ABOUT IMMIGRATION, ABOUT EQUALITY AND FREEDOM FOR DA PEEPLES??? #WOOOOOOOOOOOOO #THEJESUSMETAPHORFORRANDPAUL

+------/Simeon the Libertarian; Simeon’s Thoughts Before Joseph and Mary Arrived at the Temple

When I was young Roman
soldiers displaced me on the road
to the market. I remember, distinctly, the sequence: 
umbo of the scutum scraping against my shoulder,
thunderclap of flesh against worn but sturdy
metal,
my body careening into a patch
of thickets, and the brazen abandonment
of mercy as 4,000 men ignored my blood,
the Legion communicating consequences
of a peasant failing to genuflect
before emissaries of the Emperor
holding in their left hands massive relics of death.
(The poor in all lands are always disgraced
by dichotomies of class warfare waged
by tyrannical autocrats bent on interfering
with the world’s balance. 
Tedious taxes on textiles,
dictation of the demiurge:
draconian policies on deity worship in
the diaspora and its resultant bastardization-
Jewish youth boasting
“Jupiter, Mars and Venus,” rather than Moses,
Aaron and Joshua.)
Since then I, all of Israel rather,
sleeps with one eye open, our faith
diminishing as we hear neighboring villages
capriciously razed, our private property pillaged,
flaming arrows of state-sponsored demons
flit across the sky illuminating our rooms
followed by the smell of incense of innocent souls
when the screaming ceases,
the silent black smoke of the damned. 
The whole land seems a sluice, slaking the thirst 
for the Governor’s hedonism, instilling unrest
among us…but we still dream.
Often at twilight, In these half-conscious
half-unconscious yearnings I recite Isaiah,
miraculously transfigured and bearing his body
before all my people-
“For a child will be born to us,
a son will be given to us;
and the government will rest on
His shoulders…”- afterwards waking up
in cold sweats gasping for freedom,
sandal of Tiberius Caesar pressed against
my throat.
My prayer in all this to not die before I witness
a man of the people sent from above
to institute proper order,
a Son of David on the throne,
empowering his people like once before,
the Jewish people dearly beloved and free
not captives for profit or expansion.
I want to hold the Messiah in my hands
as a child raised high,
may he help me unsee
all the injustice I have seen,
the only form of justice I have ever known.

[Rand Paul the next messiah? HEY RAND CAN I HOLD YOU UP HIGH IN MY HANDS ADORINGLY?  LIKE I WOULD A BABY? #WOOOOOOOO!!!!]

---------------Luke 2:25-35
And, behold, there was a man in Jerusalem, whose name was Simeon; and the same man was just and devout, waiting for the consolation of Israel: and the Holy Ghost was upon him. And it was revealed unto him by the Holy Ghost, that he should not see death, before he had seen the Lord's Christ. And he came by the Spirit into the temple: and when the parents brought in the child Jesus, to do for him after the custom of the law, Then took he him up in his arms, and blessed God, and said, Lord, now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace, according to thy word: For mine eyes have seen thy salvation, Which thou hast prepared before the face of all people; A light to lighten the Gentiles, and the glory of thy people Israel. And Joseph and his mother marvelled at those things which were spoken of him. And Simeon blessed them, and said unto Mary his mother, Behold, this child is set for the fall and rising again of many in Israel; and for a sign which shall be spoken against; (Yea, a sword shall pierce through thy own soul also,) that the thoughts of many hearts may be revealed.


----My Country Lyrics
[
Chorus]
My country s* on me (My country)
She wants to get rid of me (Naw, never)
Cause the things I seen (We know too much)
Cause the things I seen (We seen too much)
My country s* on me
She wants to get rid of me
Cause the things I seen
Cause the things I seen

It was packed on the Ryker's bus
The tight cuffs is holdin' me shackled
The life of a thug caught in the devil's lap
On the streets I was invincible
Cowards would duck at a glimpse if they knew
What my pistol would do, a f*' killa
Mothers of dope fiend embarrassin' me
All in front of my friends
In the street smile with no teeth
I never knew daddy, heard he had a 72 caddy
Died in a robbery, can't remember him, was probably 3
Why didn't my folks just die in this society
Why wasn't I a child of a doctor, who left stocks for me
Two little brothers, two sisters, them shortiez gots to eat
Mother's a junkie, she twisted, so all they got is me
I'm the provider, with goals to do much better than my father
Whether through drugs sold, or holdin' revolvers
Blurry visions of dad holdin' me high
It comes to me slowly, the words he would cry

[Chorus]

It is I that step up
Me that don't give a f*, you that bold, then it's all over soldier
Hummers and Range's through the desert
Fuck a 20 years, long as we got gas and we got water
Troopers lookin' for manslaughter
I gotta get back, for what they owe
Shoot'em in the back for the get back
Lead through shit bag, hold tie gag
Forget the life had, now we all rebels
Everything burnt down includin' the ghetto
We can see 4 miles the land its major rubble
And debris from the earth as we knew crumble
Yo you could see the sea
And the stars look closer to me
I'm a mad man, this is a real life movie Mad Max
S-K's, AK's max, ABR's spittin' and it ain't a rap
My mommy dearest pray for me hopin' I come back
But yo

[Chorus]

Yo, I'm sittin' behind these prison walls
I got this pen and pad wishin' on a visit, God
Brothers is here for homicide and yo, it's some for rape
Some brothers innocent, I pray that I could just escape
How is the war
And yo I'm wishin' I was in your shoes
Holdin' machine guns
Clean fun shootin' ducks with fatigues on
Anywhere is better than this
It's America's plan every color of man inherits the shit
Yo I'm startin to think it's all a scheme, nobody cares
I know the warden is readin' the scribe
[MT] But yo I swear, it's a billion dollar business
Courts, lawyers and jails
We all slaves in this business, I'm bout to rebel

There's not a b* in sight
All block bench, all block gates
All gray fence, look who fucked it all up, Mr. President
I remember yesterday we was on the block gettin' bent
Now it's state of the art
I just saw the first dude I met here, his head came apart
What a bloody mess, a slug fest
I just buried 8 of mine, at night I hear grown men cryin'
You know I'm spittin' mine
I ain't goin' out here, we gotta win
Everytime I hear the wind I think a slug went in
I'm checkin' my chest, holdin' my head
Catchin' my breath, watchin' my back
Smokin' this grass, beatin' my d*, thinkin' of a*
I don't know what they broadcast, the news hash is fake
Everyday I'm feelin' like you, I wanna escape
And if y'all n* feelin' like me, y'all n* just say

[Chorus]

This goes out to Chek Reveira
 Revolutionary destroyed by his own country
 Just tryin' to fight for what's real
 This goes out my n*, Malcolm
 How hard relates to bads
 Just tryin' to fight for what's real
 This goes out to Moin
 All about the peace
 An' destroyed by his own country
 This goes out to everybody in the whole world
 Just tryin' to fight for what's real
 To Patrice La Mumba
 Just tryin' to fight for what's real
 Destroyed by his own people
 This goes out to my hood n*
 Comin' up everyday just tryin' to survive
 The only way we know how
 But see we know too much now
 And we seen too much now
 So ain't no goes travellin' tonight
 My country, my country

 

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Deuteronomy 15:7-11

“If among you, one of your brothers should become poor, in any of your towns within your land that the Lord your God is giving you, you shall not harden your heart or shut your hand against your poor brother, but you shall open your hand to him and lend him sufficient for his need, whatever it may be. Take care lest there be an unworthy thought in your heart and you say, ‘The seventh year, the year of release is near,’ and your eye look grudgingly on your poor brother, and you give him nothing, and he cry to the Lord against you, and you be guilty of sin. You shall give to him freely, and your heart shall not be grudging when you give to him, because for this the Lord your God will bless you in all your work and in all that you undertake. For there will never cease to be poor in the land. Therefore I command you, ‘You shall open wide your hand to your brother, to the needy and to the poor, in your land.’

 

1 Peter 2:17

Honor everyone. Love the brotherhood. Fear God. Honor the emperor.

 

Proverbs 14:34

Righteousness exalts a nation, but sin is a reproach to any people.

 

 

Exodus 22:21

“You shall not wrong a sojourner or oppress him, for you were sojourners in the land of Egypt

The City of Our Love - Sodom and Gomorrah (For JD)

* Dedicated to The Goo Goo Dolls, Name
https://youtu.be/yQOBUrRaPU0
* Dedicated to J. D.
* Saint Michael pray for me

JD so many years have passed since I unveiled my heart to you in an email, and you, agog, ran away…..and never came back. The one who I was “absolutely crazy about” has nested with another man…and now a baby. #GODDAMNIT Well, I meant that metaphorically as you shall soon see, however I felt I must write to you/about you one last time….a funeral hymn….to what was destroyed in me after you rejected me. Goodbye. I will always….remember (and now appreciate) how the pain you inflicted, I guess, made me a better man, how the pangs forged a metalwork of forbearance. But gosh every time I see you, you still look so sexy to me! (Goodbye my forever non-love)

+------------------/The [Former] City of Our Love (Sodom and Gomorrah)

Back then,
common sense to me was
once a mob of degenerate,
lecherous men. It salivated when
it learned of my musing on us having sex,
(married)
flesh to flesh, chest pressed to big breasts,
as if your group lunch counterproposals
to my intimate dining suggestions,
your silence at that email wherein I poured my
soul out to you, started baying,
lustful and power-hungry cabal
grown impatient,
bashing against my hopes as if a door
that granted access to my heart.
But I obdurately refused,
instead offering the virgin daughters of
your imminent indication of the intensity
of your emotions towards me, and the
eventual warming of your heart towards
God through my influence as
sacrificial offerings. I was willing to embrace
a vitiated form of your love,
your indifference to religion rather than
accept the loss. Yet time,
two angels of Sodom with severe expressions,
flaming swords of soul-searching,
(reckoning the aforementioned crowd
of reason and rationality as degenerate scum),
 grabbed me by the hand and yanked me
out of the city of the possibility of
our love, urging me to let go of delusions
and never look back, to move away
from the approaching condemnation.
You got married: fire,
and had a baby: brimstone,
it was like smoke in my eyes,
the smell of sulfur in my nose,
destruction raining from the sky,
as I cried inside stumbling towards Zoar.
But when I saw you recently sauntering
down the hall,
I looked back to that city in my mind
that no longer is, and never should have
been, even though I know I shouldn’t have.
Sodom was never going to be good for me,
and Gomorrah, a sweeping lie,
when I see your breasts bounce
and your green eyes sparkle it just kills me,
human turned salt pillar,
a rejected man filled with shameful
regret.


---------------------Genesis 19:17;23-26
And it came to pass, when they had brought them forth abroad, that he said, Escape for thy life; look not behind thee, neither stay thou in all the plain; escape to the mountain, lest thou be consumed….The sun was risen upon the earth when Lot entered into Zoar. Then the Lord rained upon Sodom and upon Gomorrah brimstone and fire from the Lord out of heaven; And he overthrew those cities, and all the plain, and all the inhabitants of the cities, and that which grew upon the ground. But his wife looked back from behind him, and she became a pillar of salt.



------Name Lyrics
And even though the moment passed me by
 I still can't turn away
 Cuz all the dreams you never thought you'd lose
 Got tossed along the way
 And letters that you never meant to send
 Got lost or thrown away
 And now we're grown up orphans
 And never knew their names
 We don't belong to no one
 That's a shame
 But you could hide beside me
 Maybe for a while
 And I won't tell no one your name
 And I won't tell 'em your name
 And scars are souvenirs you never lose
 The past is never far
 Did you lose yourself somewhere out there?
 Did you get to be a star?
 And don't it make you sad to know that life
 Is more than who we are
 We grew up way too fast
 And now there's nothing to believe
 And reruns all become our history
 A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio
 And I won't tell no one your name
 And I won't tell 'em your name
 I won't tell em' your name
 Oooh, oooh, oooh
 I won't tell em' your name
 Ow!
 I think about you all the time
 But I don't need the same
 It's lonely where you are
 Come back down
 And I won't tell 'em your name 

Ananias (No Longer Saul) #TonyLovesTaraji Taraji P. Henson that is!!!

* Saint Paul, Pray for me
* Dedicated to Taraji P Henson – wit YO FINE SELF GUUURRRLLL. Oh the roads I had to take to realize that you are whats good for me!
* Dedicated to Big Sean, Blessings
* Dedicated to Jennifer Knapp, Remedy
https://youtu.be/lR9a_Z8OCrU
#TonyLovesTaraji


+----------------------------/Ananias (No Longer Saul)

Taraji, singleness is a coiling dirt road
(seemingly with no end)
heavy laden with burdens, coquettish
women as brigands baiting,
beckoning in the brushwood
for heartbreak, a girl’s uncaring, blithesome rejection
like beasts preying for an opportunity to eat,
lustfully salivating
at the prospect of devouring moving flesh.
But for a man beset
with a proclivity for annihilation,
breathing out threatenings and slaughter against
the loneliness inside of him, inner rage
against his own feelings of worthlessness
as if a madman burning and dismembering men and
women who profess a faith contrary to his God
in the name of God,
Damascus is a sanctum.  I got on my high horse
of foolish pride and set forth looking for love-
to find a woman and ask for a kiss
was my self-righteous request to Synagogues
of my damaged ego for permission for bloodshed,
utter abolition of The Way, trying
forever to forget the pain of being forsaken.
I chose for companions sycophants
of my own self-supporting rationale and rode
with haste into the sun, the
psychology of one spurned seeking
to date any girl whom he first set eyes on.

Oh Taraji baby I was galloping
in the wrong direction wasn’t I? Seeking to
destroy the hurt from girls in my past
when I should have sought to build
a new life with you, a penurious philosophy
that pushes the prospect of romance’s
prosperity aside.
When I first saw you on Empire, my
 African Aphrodite descending to earth
from Olympus, titillating my desire
with décolletage, I fell
backwards - blinded. My soul had rejected
everything it formerly knew as detestable,
every sight as betrayal, the use of my eyes as
treachery…since I once thought other women
were more beautiful, and charming than you.
So foolish was I that I had to be lead
by my companions to a distasteful
bungalow of introspection overrun with vermin,
the acute realization I was misguided
as rats of shame crawled all over my neck,
and there I peeled back layers of memory
in mourning. I didn’t eat or drink
for three days.

What I am trying to say, is that
I need you. Will you come to me
and wrap me in your embrace? Your lips
on my lips
like healing prayers God’s disciple
attentive and willing to risk all,
imparting forgiveness to the weary.
Your acceptance of me, your two hands
on my eyes
my devotion to you, their scales falling   
to the ground. If you fall in love with me girl,
I will be a new man with a new name,
Paul, a crusader for peace and truth
condemning his anger for things of the past
finally set free.


[OH TARAJI BABY, I KNOW YOU FAMOUS AND ALL, BUT GIVE A BROTHA A CHANCE TO LUV YA!!!! LIKE PHARRELL SAID….I JUST WANNA LOVE YA!!! WIT YOU FINE SELF. CONGRATS ON EMPIRE…..YOU KNOW IF YOU THINK ABOUT IT, MY HEART IS AN EMPIRE…AND  YOU ARE ITS QUEEN. GUUUURRRRLLLLLLLLLLL. WOOOOOOOO!!! TO GET WITH YOU GIRL WOULD BE A BLESSING ON BLESSING ON BLESSING!!!]



------------Acts 9:1-20
 And Saul, yet breathing out threatenings and slaughter against the disciples of the Lord, went unto the high priest, And desired of him letters to Damascus to the synagogues, that if he found any of this way, whether they were men or women, he might bring them bound unto Jerusalem.
And as he journeyed, he came near Damascus: and suddenly there shined round about him a light from heaven: And he fell to the earth, and heard a voice saying unto him, Saul, Saul, why persecutest thou me? And he said, Who art thou, Lord? And the Lord said, I am Jesus whom thou persecutest: it is hard for thee to kick against the pricks. And he trembling and astonished said, Lord, what wilt thou have me to do? And the Lord said unto him, Arise, and go into the city, and it shall be told thee what thou must do. And the men which journeyed with him stood speechless, hearing a voice, but seeing no man. And Saul arose from the earth; and when his eyes were opened, he saw no man: but they led him by the hand, and brought him into Damascus. And he was three days without sight, and neither did eat nor drink. And there was a certain disciple at Damascus, named Ananias; and to him said the Lord in a vision, Ananias. And he said, Behold, I am here, Lord. And the Lord said unto him, Arise, and go into the street which is called Straight, and enquire in the house of Judas for one called Saul, of Tarsus: for, behold, he prayeth, And hath seen in a vision a man named Ananias coming in, and putting his hand on him, that he might receive his sight. Then Ananias answered, Lord, I have heard by many of this man, how much evil he hath done to thy saints at Jerusalem: And here he hath authority from the chief priests to bind all that call on thy name. But the Lord said unto him, Go thy way: for he is a chosen vessel unto me, to bear my name before the Gentiles, and kings, and the children of Israel: For I will shew him how great things he must suffer for my name's sake. And Ananias went his way, and entered into the house; and putting his hands on him said, Brother Saul, the Lord, even Jesus, that appeared unto thee in the way as thou camest, hath sent me, that thou mightest receive thy sight, and be filled with the Holy Ghost. And immediately there fell from his eyes as it had been scales: and he received sight forthwith, and arose, and was baptized. And when he had received meat, he was strengthened. Then was Saul certain days with the disciples which were at Damascus. And straightway he preached Christ in the synagogues, that he is the Son of God.

------Blessings Lyrics
Look, I feel blessed
Way up, I feel blessed, way up, I feel blessed
(I, straight up, look)
I live the life I deserve, blessed
F* a vacay I feel better at work
I mean whatever it's worth, I give whatever I'm worth
For my n*s who gon' go to Hell and back for me
I'mma give 'em Heaven on Earth
Or a hell of a check, yeah, whichever come first
Blessings on blessings on blessings
Look at my life, man, that's lessons on lessons on lessons
I treat the beat like it's a reverend
I tell the truth like father, forgive me, these are all my confessions
Man, this wasn't luck, it was destined
I done lost homies who been with me since Ed, Edd and Eddy
Who flip like confetti
And then when you back, they back to call you "dog"
That S* get-get petty, b*, don't give no dap to me, n*
Funny thing about talking behind my back
Is that it just keep coming back to me, n*
Was off for a sec, now it's back to me, n*, you mad at me
This ain't what I want, man, this what it had to be
This is that late night working after three, man
This why my old girl was mad at me
This why I'm your majesty, man
The clique is the tightest, the p* the tightest
The drinks are the coldest, the future the brightest
The feat not divided, the love is divided
And I just gotta thank God that we got it
Blessed
I don't know what I would do without it
Crew look like we robbed a bank, but all we make is deposits
Your prophet will profit, oh God
I'm here for a good time, not a long time, you know I
I haven't had a G.O.O.D. time in a long time, you know I
I'm way up, I feel blessed
Way up, I feel blessed (Straight up)
I'm way up, I feel blessed (Straight up, straight up)
Way up, I feel blessed
Look, I ain't gon' say that we back or nothing
Cause that implies that we're back from something
If we're back from something there's some checks you owe us
I expect that payment, nothing less or over
I don't need them favors that you ask me for
I could give two f*s 'bout where the Grammys go
I just gave out Grammys on my Instagram
Them OVO boys, the business man
It is what it is, trust me, you get what you give, yeah
You gotta come to my side and see how we live, yeah
I cannot see Heaven being much better than this, yeah
Blessings on blessings from me and my n*s from the 6
Look at what we did, yeah
Be quiet, I'm doing a toast
For n*s that don't really do S*, I swear, y'all be doing the most
Stop worrying 'bout whoever's next
I am just worried 'bout my mama worrying less
I think I'm famous enough, I don't need any more press
I am convinced I'm the only one left
That's still doing this S*, man
[Hook]
My grandma just died, I'm the man of the house
So every morning I'm up cause I can't let them down, down
Always down for the cause, never down for the count
I guess when your stars align
You do like the solar system and plan it out
So I'm going over time, on the overtime
Yeah, I'm that invested, but you can't attest it
Million dollar goals, managed to manifest it
The family never going anorexic
I pay mom mortgage and electric
Never going under even with anesthetics
At the top of the rap game and progressin'
Check after check, checking off my check list
Try and blow my cake, just know that's a death wish
No mistakes in life ever, it's only lessons
S* feel like Shaq and Penny got back together
You tore the game apart, who put it back together? I
[Hook]
Since the truth keep n*s traumatized
They tryna compromise my condom size
So I Snapchat that whole S*
Tryna see titties, tryna show d*
And I swear to God I hope they post it
I'm blessed
Even though I get slammed with lawsuits like car doors
See three P.O.'s like Star Wars
They want me by the road holding up cardboard
So I go extra hard on the hard floor
Right now, I'm calling you from my home gym
Right after that, n*, I'm gon' swim

----Remedy Lyrics
in my blood the sun of a Kansas sky
 turn the Flint Hills gold
 and burn them dry
 o, the roads i had to take
 to make good my escape

Tornado Alley, don't i know
 you well i shoulda known better
 than to build my house in hell
 o, the bones i had to break
 to make my home in such a place

i think i need a doctor
 with a shot to cure me
 whisky or a bullet,please
 a shot to be my remedy

you've be around my
 neck so burdensome
 you say i've changed
 you rule what i've become
 o, the bones i had to break
 to fit into your perfect space

i think i need a doctor
 with a shot to cure me
 whiskey or a bullet, please
 a shot to be my remedy

vanity: you've been hard to track
 i wast my youth on you and i want
 it back
 o, the bones i've yet to break
 i'm growing old
 i need a home
 i need a cure to stop this pain

i think i need a doctor
 with a shot to cure me
 whiskey or a bullet please
 a shot to be my remedy

The River Chebar

* dedicated to the red haired barista who works at Starbucks in Rockville. If you see her, tell her I am too afraid to ask her out. Tell her that I wish I was a man and had the courage. And that…I wish she and I could be together. #shesofine

+--------------------/The River Chebar, aka The Starbucks in Rockville

Everytime I patronize the Starbucks
in Rockville and you are there,
I feel like a forlorn captive in the
onerously love starved empire of Babylon,
full of lethargy, sitting
on the banks of the river Chebar in
fetters of singleness and whipped by task-
masters of female scorn.
I wish you would look at me, in the eyes,
 after I’ve conferred my order upon you,
and not turn your back on my heart as Israel
was captured, the women raped, the men burned
or bludgeoned with maces.
If only I could move you to compassion!
to reciprocate my ardor,
my desire descending wildly from parted clouds,
like weird looking  specimens of my own fantasy
trying to draw you near me.
My yearning for your body in those black
skinny pants you wear, to kiss you, to play
with your red hair:
the rarest of crimson silk spun by angels,
to marry you on rolling rye fields
in a sleek white dress,
your arms around my neck, is like four
living creatures mystifying in their appearance
like burning coals of fire. 
These romantic beasts of my longing have
four faces of adaptability -man, lion, ox, eagle,
one in essence but always ready to cater
to your mood, four wings of noble
intentions with human hands (to hold you with),
and feet like calf’s feet to carry my loyalty
over the vast stretches of time
I dream we one day share together. Beneath them
are beryl wheels of my driving passion,
wheels inside of wheels, with eyes
to continually behold your beauty.
Everywhere the angelic creatures go, you would
too.
This is my aspiration anyway, to have you,
like God on a throne, the appearance of
a sapphire stone, in the firmament above
grasping the reins as my mysterious
 and beastly Chariot (of Fire) leads you from Heaven
to speak to me.
You would say “Tony, I love you,”
and the edict would be issued for my emancipation,
Babylon be damned, as I order my usual
iced trenta black tea
(unsweetened).

-------------------Ezekiel 1
Now it came to pass in the thirtieth year, in the fourth month, in the fifth day of the month, as I was among the captives by the river of Chebar, that the heavens were opened, and I saw visions of God.
In the fifth day of the month, which was the fifth year of king Jehoiachin's captivity, The word of the Lord came expressly unto Ezekiel the priest, the son of Buzi, in the land of the Chaldeans by the river Chebar; and the hand of the Lord was there upon him. And I looked, and, behold, a whirlwind came out of the north, a great cloud, and a fire infolding itself, and a brightness was about it, and out of the midst thereof as the colour of amber, out of the midst of the fire. Also out of the midst thereof came the likeness of four living creatures. And this was their appearance; they had the likeness of a man. And every one had four faces, and every one had four wings. And their feet were straight feet; and the sole of their feet was like the sole of a calf's foot: and they sparkled like the colour of burnished brass. And they had the hands of a man under their wings on their four sides; and they four had their faces and their wings. Their wings were joined one to another; they turned not when they went; they went every one straight forward. As for the likeness of their faces, they four had the face of a man, and the face of a lion, on the right side: and they four had the face of an ox on the left side; they four also had the face of an eagle. Thus were their faces: and their wings were stretched upward; two wings of every one were joined one to another, and two covered their bodies. And they went every one straight forward: whither the spirit was to go, they went; and they turned not when they went. As for the likeness of the living creatures, their appearance was like burning coals of fire, and like the appearance of lamps: it went up and down among the living creatures; and the fire was bright, and out of the fire went forth lightning. And the living creatures ran and returned as the appearance of a flash of lightning. Now as I beheld the living creatures, behold one wheel upon the earth by the living creatures, with his four faces. The appearance of the wheels and their work was like unto the colour of a beryl: and they four had one likeness: and their appearance and their work was as it were a wheel in the middle of a wheel. When they went, they went upon their four sides: and they turned not when they went. As for their rings, they were so high that they were dreadful; and their rings were full of eyes round about them four. And when the living creatures went, the wheels went by them: and when the living creatures were lifted up from the earth, the wheels were lifted up. Whithersoever the spirit was to go, they went, thither was their spirit to go; and the wheels were lifted up over against them: for the spirit of the living creature was in the wheels. When those went, these went; and when those stood, these stood; and when those were lifted up from the earth, the wheels were lifted up over against them: for the spirit of the living creature was in the wheels. And the likeness of the firmament upon the heads of the living creature was as the colour of the terrible crystal, stretched forth over their heads above. And under the firmament were their wings straight, the one toward the other: every one had two, which covered on this side, and every one had two, which covered on that side, their bodies. And when they went, I heard the noise of their wings, like the noise of great waters, as the voice of the Almighty, the voice of speech, as the noise of an host: when they stood, they let down their wings. And there was a voice from the firmament that was over their heads, when they stood, and had let down their wings. And above the firmament that was over their heads was the likeness of a throne, as the appearance of a sapphire stone: and upon the likeness of the throne was the likeness as the appearance of a man above upon it. And I saw as the colour of amber, as the appearance of fire round about within it, from the appearance of his loins even upward, and from the appearance of his loins even downward, I saw as it were the appearance of fire, and it had brightness round about. As the appearance of the bow that is in the cloud in the day of rain, so was the appearance of the brightness round about. This was the appearance of the likeness of the glory of the Lord. And when I saw it, I fell upon my face, and I heard a voice of one that spake.

Mary

Mary, I just knew this poem was gonna be special before I even wrote it. I knew you would be with me, cleaving to me like you always do.

You are the Heart and Soul of Catholicism, my hope is, maybe through this poem, I can engender some of the love and passion I have for you to my readers.

I want to end by saluting you the only way that is appropriate - like the Angel Gabriel taught us:

 Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

#WOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

My Israel (The Invocation)

* Dedicated to the Virgin Mary
* Dedicated to Scary Kids Scaring Kids, Free Again
https://youtu.be/q4ieMa1U6HE
*Mary, pray for me

+----------------------/My Israel (The Invocation): The Virgin Mary’s Thoughts/Subconscious Invocation to the Angel Gabriel Before He Arrived

At night I adjust the latch on
the door and commence the ritual,
whispering emotionally charged
incantations into fire-
the hot oil in the lamp simmering,
anger, fear, and anxiety in the soul of the Jew,
and as smoke rises from the extinguished
flame, I always reach out
and clench a fistful with my right hand
so my body can feel the warmth of
Moses’s past life, the pillar of fire by night,
and so my skin can to be consoled by
this symbolic answer to my prayers
like the incense of angels in God’s presence,
even if my mind cant quite fathom it yet.
These are dark times
spent staring longingly at the moon.
I am a girl shackled by Caesars tyrannical paganism
raging inside for redemption. I, red eyed and
snarling everytime Roman legions of soldiers
saunter by superciliously, like
the slithering of the serpent who seduced Eve,
indignant when tax collectors go plundering
from village to village, willing to sell their souls
for profit as the rest of us nearly starve
in winter.
Every night is pleading, my day
waiting in patience….for you. (Whoever
you are). You and I are on this crash
course I feel, and that at some point kindred
wills will inevitably collide.
A messenger sent from my dream,
an emissary, a herald of emancipation from
the lives of my grandchildren, perhaps,
too kind to leave my poor heart languishing
in presentiment, and coming back to comfort me 
because I would rather die
than live like this.
Like Jacob I will wrestle with God
until He answers, biting Him through my tears
scratching Him with midnight screams,
and clawing Him with intense silent longing…for
at least some reckoning from above,
nightly scuffles (with just a touch of animus)
for a resolution to all the world’s cynicism and hate,
for the Salvation of Israel,
my Israel. 

-----------------Luke 1:26-38
And in the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent from God unto a city of Galilee, named Nazareth, To a virgin espoused to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David; and the virgin's name was Mary. And the angel came in unto her, and said, Hail, thou that art highly favoured, the Lord is with thee: blessed art thou among women. And when she saw him, she was troubled at his saying, and cast in her mind what manner of salutation this should be. And the angel said unto her, Fear not, Mary: for thou hast found favour with God. And, behold, thou shalt conceive in thy womb, and bring forth a son, and shalt call his name Jesus. He shall be great, and shall be called the Son of the Highest: and the Lord God shall give unto him the throne of his father David: And he shall reign over the house of Jacob for ever; and of his kingdom there shall be no end. Then said Mary unto the angel, How shall this be, seeing I know not a man? And the angel answered and said unto her, The Holy Ghost shall come upon thee, and the power of the Highest shall overshadow thee: therefore also that holy thing which shall be born of thee shall be called the Son of God. And, behold, thy cousin Elisabeth, she hath also conceived a son in her old age: and this is the sixth month with her, who was called barren. For with God nothing shall be impossible. And Mary said, Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to thy word. And the angel departed from her.

-----Free Again Lyrics
We, are we out of our minds?
We can't live this way forever, forever
So run, run with me from the ordinary
It's our time to escape, lose ourselves

If we can find a way to break this chain
Within the natural cycle
Leave your answers behind
We'll be there to decide

If we can find the strength
To go our own way, to go our own way
It will take your breath away
Will take your breath away

We, are we out of our minds?
We can't live this way forever, forever
So run, run with me from the ordinary
Come on, it's our time to escape, lose ourselves

We finally found a way to make the change
We'll make the change together
Old ways left behind
Chains will loosen over time

We finally found the strength
To go our own way, to go our own way
No longer are we confined
The power of resolution shines

Now we are free again
We are free again
We are free again

Do I have your attention?
Look what we can create
It will take your breath away
Will take your breath away, away

Do I have your attention?
Now's our time to escape
Found the strength to go our own way

Now we are free again
We are free again, again
Now we are free again
We are free again, again, again
We are free again

Your Heart Is A Lake Of Fire To Me

And he said unto them, I beheld Satan as lightning fall from heaven. – Luke 10:18

*  Saint Michael pray for me
* Dedicated to Dashboard Confessional, This Bitter Pill
http://youtu.be/b817HX-Upzg

+------------------------------/Your Heart Is A Lake Of Fire To Me

Ann when we first met,
your ethereal curls of golden hair,  breasts
as dazzling as hallowed fire that burns
before angels perpetually but never
losing its luminosity, your eyes like topaz stones
beckoned into existence
the first moment I looked into them, it was as if
everything about you was predetermined,
a calculated emanation of Perfection,
an exhibition,
simply for the sake of The Good.
(You were my White Girl God, omnipotent,
uber intellectual, eternally fabulous.)
Talking to you, emailing you,
leaves in a Garden of Bliss caressing my face,
rivers of healing waters entrancing my feet.
My God, you are so sexy, I remember when
we agreed to meet for lunch everything
about my life was celestial then,
the workmanship of tabrets and pipes was prepared in me
that day because no one, no stroke of fate
could contain the ebullient songs I had crafted
was still crafting in my heart.
I remember closing my eyes in a vision,
ascending up to your Throne to sit beside you
and kiss your soft lips,
commanding the stars to write my words of
endearment to you, the angels caroling as we
had sex…..
Heaven, for a moment at my disposal.
It must have all been too much for you
to bear. In your eyes, I dared to tarry on stones of fire
for too long, to array myself in one too many
precious stones of presumption I suppose. 
Oh Ann, how your thrice consigned rejections:
of lunch and two make-up lunch dates,
and then subsequent marriage to another man
has cut me down to the ground!
Your abject cruelty is hell on earth,
everyday I cleave to the sides of the pit
just trying to get by
 while I still have strength,
a fallen angel delaying the
inevitable. All those that see me lingering in my singleness
well into my thirties narrowly look upon me
and scoff – is this the man filled with haughtiness,
who arrogantly deemed all the world
a wilderness, everything exigent thing in his life
a destroyed city - compared to his assumed love? 
Whenever I walk by you now,
my heart dies the death of the uncircumcised,
and I get depressed and the throbbing inhalation
of accursed black smoke in my nose
and the screams of the damned keep reoccurring.

No matter what I do I cant repeal your verdict,
I will never never never be good enough
for you. The knowledge of this is sulfur
on the skin, the beast and the false prophet,
my heart and my soul,
bawling in the anguish of a pain that doesn’t
subside. There will never be another
girl like you in my life, and for this
I am a broken man,
an Angel of Light disgracefully drowning
in the torment of rejection
from His God
who refuses to listen anymore.


-----------------------Revelation 20:7-10
When the thousand years are over, Satan will be released from his prison and will go out to deceive the nations in the four corners of the earth—Gog and Magog—and to gather them for battle. In number they are like the sand on the seashore. They marched across the breadth of the earth and surrounded the camp of God’s people, the city he loves. But fire came down from heaven and devoured them. And the devil, who deceived them, was thrown into the lake of burning sulfur, where the beast and the false prophet had been thrown. They will be tormented day and night for ever and ever

Isaiah 14:11-17
Thy pomp is brought down to the grave, and the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and the worms cover thee. How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations! For thou hast said in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God: I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation, in the sides of the north: I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most High. Yet thou shalt be brought down to hell, to the sides of the pit. They that see thee shall narrowly look upon thee, and consider thee, saying, Is this the man that made the earth to tremble, that did shake kingdoms; That made the world as a wilderness, and destroyed the cities thereof; that opened not the house of his prisoners?

Ezekiel 28:6-19
Therefore thus saith the Lord God; Because thou hast set thine heart as the heart of God; Behold, therefore I will bring strangers upon thee, the terrible of the nations: and they shall draw their swords against the beauty of thy wisdom, and they shall defile thy brightness. They shall bring thee down to the pit, and thou shalt die the deaths of them that are slain in the midst of the seas. Wilt thou yet say before him that slayeth thee, I am God? but thou shalt be a man, and no God, in the hand of him that slayeth thee. Thou shalt die the deaths of the uncircumcised by the hand of strangers: for I have spoken it, saith the Lord God. Moreover the word of the Lord came unto me, saying, Son of man, take up a lamentation upon the king of Tyrus, and say unto him, Thus saith the Lord God; Thou sealest up the sum, full of wisdom, and perfect in beauty. Thou hast been in Eden the garden of God; every precious stone was thy covering, the sardius, topaz, and the diamond, the beryl, the onyx, and the jasper, the sapphire, the emerald, and the carbuncle, and gold: the workmanship of thy tabrets and of thy pipes was prepared in thee in the day that thou wast created. Thou art the anointed cherub that covereth; and I have set thee so: thou wast upon the holy mountain of God; thou hast walked up and down in the midst of the stones of fire. Thou wast perfect in thy ways from the day that thou wast created, till iniquity was found in thee. By the multitude of thy merchandise they have filled the midst of thee with violence, and thou hast sinned: therefore I will cast thee as profane out of the mountain of God: and I will destroy thee, O covering cherub, from the midst of the stones of fire. Thine heart was lifted up because of thy beauty, thou hast corrupted thy wisdom by reason of thy brightness: I will cast thee to the ground, I will lay thee before kings, that they may behold thee. Thou hast defiled thy sanctuaries by the multitude of thine iniquities, by the iniquity of thy traffick; therefore will I bring forth a fire from the midst of thee, it shall devour thee, and I will bring thee to ashes upon the earth in the sight of all them that behold thee. All they that know thee among the people shall be astonished at thee: thou shalt be a terror, and never shalt thou be any more.

Jude 1:9
Yet Michael the archangel, when contending with the devil he disputed about the body of Moses, durst not bring against him a railing accusation, but said, The Lord rebuke thee

---This Bitter Pill Lyrics
Walking away, it's not the same as running
Is it to you now that you've run this in the ground?
And you say, "Take this, this medicine is just what you deserve"
Swallow, choke, and die

And this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth
One that's void of all discretion such an awful tearing sound
With it's measure only equal by the power of my stare
Glaring over you and over you
This feeling of despair is never wearing out

It's wearing off and it's leaving you with such a heavy heart
And a head to match the bottle is waiting
The cap is twisted begging to be used and so are you

And this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth
One that's void of all discretion such an awful tearing sound
With it's measure only equal by the power of my stare
Glaring over you and over you this feeling of despair is never wearing out
Wearing out, wearing out, wearing out, wearing out, wearing out

Quran, 3:45-47

AAAyooooooo!!! So party peoples, tha otha nite I was doing my thang right? I was dancing, diddy bopping to Blank Space, nahm saying…..having a ball!!!! All of a sudden, the Syrian Christians martyred by ISIS appeared to me….figuratively speaking….and they implored me to honor them on my blog!!!

So I was like….yooooo dudes, I would, but I uh….I be busy you see? And they was like….”Dawg, Taylor Swift is busy.”  A LITTLE UNNERVED, I SIGHED…..”OKAY GUYS….LETS DO IT!!!!, I ALREADY DONE WROTE ABOUT ISIS BEFORE, BUT….LIKE DMX AND JADAKISS SAID……HERE WE GO AGAIN!!!! HERE WE GO AGAIN!!!!!”

http://youtu.be/mLRDE4l4huc

(Quran, 3:45-47) says that Jesus is of the righteous….so why would you murder His followers? Wouldn’t it follow that they are righteous too? We just want peace ISIS, not murder…..

Come on bros....I gotta stick up for mine, you understand. May Allah bless the RIGHTEOUS Christian martyrs you have slain.


Remember) when the angels said, “O Mary, God gives you good news of a word from Him (God), whose name is the Messiah Jesus, son of Mary, revered in this world and the Hereafter, and one of those brought near (to God).  He will speak to the people from his cradle and as a man, and he is of the righteous.” She said, “My Lord, how can I have a child when no mortal has touched me?” He said, “So (it will be).  God creates what He wills.  If He decrees a thing, He says to it only, ‘Be!’ and it is.” Quran, 3:45-47

Didymus Dying #stopisis (Quran, 3:45-47)

 

 

*  Saint Thomas, pray for me
*dedicated to all the Syrian Christians Martyred by ISIS
* dedicated to Kanye West and Rick Ross, Live Fast Die Young
http://youtu.be/ZocrHzjjwVU

   So they could never say we never lived it
   And if I see Biggie tonight, I loved every minute - Kanye West

+-----/Didymus Dying; The Thoughts of Thomas Before Visiting Lazarus, Prepared to Die

I wonder what Lazarus dreams
in Sheol, if he can see,
leaning against Abraham, smoke rising
or smell smoldering soot, scent of olive wood,
on the other side, 
from the blaze we kindled tonight,
its warmth consoling our hands
in solemn serenity
perhaps just one last time together,
our collective foreboding wresting 
from us our fondest memories,
as we eulogize them by fire
with dramatic intonation- like hymns,
a dirge at a funeral pyre.
Tomorrow in Judea we shall hail
former luminaries of the synagogue
as assassins,
Pharisees and Sadducees 
with a perverse predilection for death:
Herod’s soldiers are already burnishing
their silver and sinister swords
and grinning that deranged and snaggletoothed
grin all soldiers do before they kill.
Staring at the stars, our souls
seemingly suspended in time, for a time,
we fall asleep in succession,
each making a pact of loyalty to one another,
and with our cause – (salvation for the world).    
I watch the rhythmic breathing,
rising and falling of my brothers, my Savior,
and wonder
 if he can hear my whispering above crackling logs,
Lazarus, I plead, “remember me my friend,
as I soar across that divide…”
perhaps with my head hacked off,
my body pelted or impaled with serrated stone
fueled by the din of a diabolical mob,
our martyrdom cascading from Judea to Rome,
blood pooling at the feet of Satan,
Tiberius Caesar.


--------------------John 11:1-16
Now a certain man was sick, named Lazarus, of Bethany, the town of Mary and her sister Martha.
(It was that Mary which anointed the Lord with ointment, and wiped his feet with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was sick.) Therefore his sisters sent unto him, saying, Lord, behold, he whom thou lovest is sick. When Jesus heard that, he said, This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God, that the Son of God might be glorified thereby. Now Jesus loved Martha, and her sister, and Lazarus. When he had heard therefore that he was sick, he abode two days still in the same place where he was. Then after that saith he to his disciples, Let us go into Judaea again. His disciples say unto him, Master, the Jews of late sought to stone thee; and goest thou thither again? Jesus answered, Are there not twelve hours in the day? If any man walk in the day, he stumbleth not, because he seeth the light of this world. But if a man walk in the night, he stumbleth, because there is no light in him. These things said he: and after that he saith unto them, Our friend Lazarus sleepeth; but I go, that I may awake him out of sleep. Then said his disciples, Lord, if he sleep, he shall do well. Howbeit Jesus spake of his death: but they thought that he had spoken of taking of rest in sleep. Then said Jesus unto them plainly, Lazarus is dead.  And I am glad for your sakes that I was not there, to the intent ye may believe; nevertheless let us go unto him. Then said Thomas, which is called Didymus, unto his fellow disciples, Let us also go, that we may die with him.

------Live Fast Die Young Lyrics
H*, I want to show how you all look like beautiful stars tonight
You've got to feel it
Aw, you soundin' good

They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
But we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they gon' be bangin' this s* for the rest of our lives
So live fast and die young
Live fast and die young
Live fast and die young

Livin' fast, now it's all in the rags
Hard-headed, but my top peelin' back
Tinted glass on my '57, n* with a attitude
Me, young and radical, methods are mathematical
Let my convertible marinate on the avenue
Mami, that's half a million, I'm livin' la vida rapido
Die young, but f* it, we flew first class
Turned you to a rich b* by your first glass
Up in this b* and we lit up like a screen
Every time we hit the charts, n* shoot up like a fiend
Stuntin' like we printin' money with machines
What you see me wavin', Vacheron Constantin
Like Mike, my Spikes stay all white
24 karat gold, eighty carats worth of ice
Ice insured, f* life insurance
I live for the moment, and put a bullet on that
Ross got the club rockin' like a f* boat
I'm the pirate on this ship, all you mates got to go
Good party over here, everybody over here
You know the word travel fast, everybody know we here
All the bottles over here, even spread it over there
All the models over here, but they s* everywhere
She came to party like it's 1999
If she died on my d* she would live through my rhymes

They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
But we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they gon' be bangin' this sh* for the rest of our lives
So live fast and die young
Live fast and die young
Live fast and die young

For all my young ladies that drivin' Miss Daisy
Drivin' me crazy, rock the beat, baby
I'm about to err, she eat up the pavement
I don't give a err, baby, he crazy
I'm back by unpopular demand
Least he's still poppin' in Japan, shoppin' in Milan
Hoppin' out the van, screams from the fans
"Jeezy, always knew you'd be on top again!"
And we 'bout to hit Jacob the Jeweler
So I can be like Slick Rick, and rule ya
Dr. Martin Louis the King, Junior
And I'ma never let the dream turn to Krueger's
My outfit's so disrespectful
You can go 'head and sneeze 'cause my presence blessed you
I mean, we walked in this b* so stylish
N* done mistook me for my stylist
And I know it's superficial and you say it's just clothes
But we shoppin' in that M*, and it just closed
So go ahead and just pose
When she walked up out the dressing room, the store just froze
And I know they tryna get they cool back
And them ghetto b* hollin' "How you do that?"
So they could never say we never lived it
And if I see Biggie tonight, I loved every minute

They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
But we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they gon' be bangin' this sh* for the rest of our lives
So live fast and die young
Live fast and die young
Live fast and die young

Peter Piper pickin' peppers, Rick pitch poems
My leather long enough to keep a thick b* warm
When that a* is enormous, abs abnormal
And tans in the morning on sands in California
Seems like we gettin' money for the wrong things
Look around, Maseratis for the whole team
Look at Haiti, children dyin' round the clock, n*
I sent a hundred grand, but that's a decent watch, n*
I'm gettin' better, 'cause it would at least have dropped, n*
I'ma get my money right, just watch, n*
She had a miscarriage, I couldn't cry, though
'Cause you and I know she was only my side h*
Uh, I got 'em catchin' amnesia
Time to pull my f* minks out the freezer
See the lynx and you just think, "Jesus"
I'm hot 'til the day a day freezes
Young and radical, methods are mathematical
I'm multiplyin' my money through different avenues
Took many to war, shook never before
For my mother I applaud Ms. Afeni Shakur
Ice insured, f* life insurance
Three bad bitches, it don't come concurrent
Still, you know the dope won't stop
And if I die today bury me in a dope-a* watch

They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
But we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they gon' be bangin' this s* for the rest of our lives
So live fast and die young
Live fast and die young
Live fast and die young

Taylor Swift, MY Savior of the Gadarenes (#TaylorDateTony)

* dedicated to Taylor Swift #TaylorDateTony
* dedicated to Chasing Ghosts, The Amity Affliction
http://youtu.be/g2BI3Fww1vA

+----------------------/Taylor Swift, MY Savior of the Gadarenes (A Captive Set Free)

Taylor, who knows how long
my heart has assumed the role
of terrified and demented
exile? At night I cant sleep with sheets 
girted about me, they feel like chains,
fastened windows like myriad hands of a
wearied mob grasping  my neck and baying,
rabidly pushing and tightening fetters,
wishing only that I was dead,
or at least as far removed from town (sanity)
as possible. Peace only comes
when I let the cold air in my room,
curtains billowing like Death’s Wings,
and howl at the top of my lungs,
my neighborhood the country of
the Gadarenes,
vociferously, barbarically pleading for love after
such a prolonged absence.
You see, my heart, it knows no man,
it comprehends no human language,
naked and afraid it languishes in
my body like a man with scars sobbing
himself to sleep somberly, arms draped
around the tomb of his grandmother,
invoking her spirit to come succor him.
Because there is no one else in the
wilderness of the lovelorn, except demons
intoning the echoes of the girls from whom
Ive been spurned, wolves of regret encircling
the imminently damned.
I think that’s when it all began and I succumbed,
the devils possessed me when I
approached the wrong kinds of women.
Sinister séances of seducing sluts.

But your blonde hair and blue eyes
are more gripping than any
rusty iron yoked on my wrists;
When I saw your Blank Space video
recently, it was as if you were in a boat
approaching shore
and I had to chase after you.
Like Freedom was sent to me
as a Son from God above,
your angelic voice so
entrancing it drove away all malice.
 When you danced, when your lips
moved as you sung, it felt as if all the
damaging thoughts from all
the damaging girls in my past
fled from me and into pigs (lolz) on a hillside,
and perished,
choking in the sea beneath a cliff. 

When the video was over,
I imagined you asking me my name,
and
leaning in to kiss me before you had
to sail off (probably to go on tour).
I said it used to be Legion,
before I looked at your pretty face,
for my psychoses were many,
but now I am myself again.  


------------------Luke 8:25-39
And he said unto them, Where is your faith? And they being afraid wondered, saying one to another, What manner of man is this! for he commandeth even the winds and water, and they obey him. And they arrived at the country of the Gadarenes, which is over against Galilee. And when he went forth to land, there met him out of the city a certain man, which had devils long time, and ware no clothes, neither abode in any house, but in the tombs. When he saw Jesus, he cried out, and fell down before him, and with a loud voice said, What have I to do with thee, Jesus, thou Son of God most high? I beseech thee, torment me not. (For he had commanded the unclean spirit to come out of the man. For oftentimes it had caught him: and he was kept bound with chains and in fetters; and he brake the bands, and was driven of the devil into the wilderness.) And Jesus asked him, saying, What is thy name? And he said, Legion: because many devils were entered into him. And they besought him that he would not command them to go out into the deep. And there was there an herd of many swine feeding on the mountain: and they besought him that he would suffer them to enter into them. And he suffered them. Then went the devils out of the man, and entered into the swine: and the herd ran violently down a steep place into the lake, and were choked. When they that fed them saw what was done, they fled, and went and told it in the city and in the country. Then they went out to see what was done; and came to Jesus, and found the man, out of whom the devils were departed, sitting at the feet of Jesus, clothed, and in his right mind: and they were afraid. They also which saw it told them by what means he that was possessed of the devils was healed. Then the whole multitude of the country of the Gadarenes round about besought him to depart from them; for they were taken with great fear: and he went up into the ship, and returned back again. Now the man out of whom the devils were departed besought him that he might be with him: but Jesus sent him away, saying, Return to thine own house, and shew how great things God hath done unto thee. And he went his way, and published throughout the whole city how great things Jesus had done unto him


-----Chasing Ghosts Lyrics
Will they remember my name when I'm gone,
 (When they know what I did was so f* wrong)
 Put the steel to my wrist, lost the breath in my chest,
 (Just to forget all the wrongs I had left)
 I took the exit, left my friends in the gutter,
 (Left my life right behind me, left myself, left it all)
 Left myself, left it all, not a falter not a stutter
 Not a note, and now?,
 (There’s nothing at all)

(Are you at all haunted by memories past?
 Are you ready to make this one breath your last?
 Is your chest so heavy you're ready to leave,
 Or are you hoping that some one will grieve?)

And now we roll on...
 I'm gone now,I don't remember much,
 I just know that I would have been better off if I had stayed,
 spoken to a friend,
 (let my heart keep on beating and not given it all up)
 for the grave, for the grave
 There's no one on the other side there's nothing more than what I had.
 There's no ghost left to haunt you so you know I'm still here,
 just the end of my life nothing left here at all.
 (There's no memories here, just regrets of the dead),
 please don't follow my footsteps - cherish all you have left.

(Are you at all haunted by memories past?
 Are you ready to make this one breath your last?
 Is your chest so heavy you’re ready to leave?
 Or are you just hoping that someone will grieve?)

There's no one there on the other side,
 (there's no one there on the other side)
 There's nothing more than what I had.

(There's no ghost left to haunt you)
 There's no memories here (memories here)
 just the regrets of the dead (regrets of the dead)
 please don't follow in my footsteps (my footsteps)
 cherish all you have left.

 (Are you at all haunted by memories past?
 Are you ready to make this one breath your last?
 Is your chest so heavy you’re ready to leave?
 Or are you just hoping that someone will grieve?)

 (Are you at all haunted by memories past?
 Are you ready to make this one breath your last?
 Is your chest so heavy you’re ready to leave?
 Or are you just hoping that someone will grieve?)