Saturday, August 20, 2011

The Ancient Mayans Knew


Mayans knew Earth’s rotation one day would still
When time n’ space would find a proper end
When incarnate evil ate its greedy fill
And the will of wicked men would finally bend


The message Mayans left is carved in stone
That those that followed could plainly see
God shall depose “The Beast” from his throne
Once more, restoring peace n’ harmony


A Host of Angels shall come forth n’ be deployed
To every dark corner of this troubled Earth
Evil empires' that ruled so long shall be destroyed
Earth’s pregnant belly makes ready for another birth


A birth of greater consciousness rejoiced by one n’ all
Countless souls shall then begin to fill,
Heavens’ Great n’ Wondrous Kingdom-Hall
Returned those lost, to the loving respite of God's Will
ROTMS

“The Mayan calendar is a record of the workings of a universal plan for our world. A plan! Not just war and mayhem, slavery and misuse, chaos and craziness, but a PLAN of growth until we come to recognize our oneness with each other and our Creator. Even if we can’t remember choosing to be born now, we did choose it and we are, therefore, equipped to handle whatever comes our way. We CAN make this transition.”
Calleman






Thursday, August 18, 2011

RING OF FIRE


“Ring of fire” awakens with a vengeance
As volcanoes and earthquakes re-activate
U.S.G.S downgrade 6.0s by happenstance?
To quell our fear and angst they abrogate?

ROTMS



Wednesday, August 17, 2011

MEMORY LOSS


Indeed we live in troubled times
Our days filled with angst n’ worry
Good folk committing petty crimes
Blindly going nowhere in a hurry

Some complain of “Memory loss”
Whilst caught up in hurtful foment
Their days lived in utter chaos
Forsaken; “Living in the moment”

When events speed up slow down!
Deliberate; then proceed
‘Lest you quickly sink n’ drown
For it’s your loss when lifetime tallied

Life is best when you’re the boss,
And there’s no need for memory loss

ROTMS





SILENT LOVER

Like a downy winged owl’s flight
She silently glides into my sleep
We make love ‘til morning light
I awaken, and begin to weep

ROTMS