2003-08-09 - 12:29 p.m.
looking out through your window on the world
you'd never know the drama that's about to be unfurled
the land surrounding you hemmed in by structures, growth and zones
could hardly register upon the meter of unknowns
meanwhile back at the ranch within "the bulge" (galactic center)
another one bites the dust as in to dark matter they enter
and gravitational pulls beyond the concept of real numbers
distort the equilibrium of binding that encumbers
the shapes and constitutions of the object mass and gases
extruding cosmic density or lack there of in masses
the centerpoint within the bulge, a density compounding
to such a high degree that it affects all that's surrounding:
solar systems whirling and colliding in the mix
accelerating cycles, agitated crystal ticks,
but in hyper timation and this mass induced contraction
an opposite and equal range of consequential action
conjures writing on the wall to beings on their watches
as planetary madness plays with probable hop scotches
and time is drawing faster toward a trend which won't conform,
toward a clockwork orange disaster far beyond cyclical norm,
in an onward march to battle with the landlord of the ranch
like the slaughterhouse for cattle at the end of tangeant branch
these proponents of a dualism -- dark stars of destruction --
seek the onus of a terrorism driven reproduction
as they ride the maverick trail on a one way trip to hell
like a phantom no holds barred attempt to break Creator's spell
and the counterparts to principles unchanging in our youth
unyielding to the ultimate betrayal of the truth
which ought to govern every act in times of peace and war
to circumvent hostility and curiously implore
of unchartered roads with signposts mathematically foreseen
like a ribbon reel unwinding as experience intervenes
and the flutter of the sun from rapid rising to descent
makes the constant rule of thumb all that much more heaven sent
one bearded science prophet with his magnifying glass
says possibly expectancy of earth is damn near passed
and the lease is almost over for the agents of this order
they've played out before all eyes object lessons of disorder
and now they know their time is short and the hostages are few
because the gospel light of Christ has come to all -- into full view
and only those deceived by lust will fall into their traps
because their eyes are on their busts and drooping to their laps
abandonment, denial and survival play their parts
in convincing them to turn from truth and hide away their hearts
and all the while the light of life is knocking at the door
saying come away beloved and find what you're looking for
saying come away beloved and escape from the great whore
saying come away beloved and my strength will be your floor
saying come away beloved and be ready for demise
when the atmosphere rolls back and you see Jesus in the skies
for many will not see death until they see this with their eyes
and by the way, there's so much more
(let's leave that to surprise...)
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