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First And Second Trumpets
10-13-17

Every book as a new religion of its own
One word was all it took to make bread of stone
And honey to eat to know to refuse evil and choose the good
For the fly in rivers and the bee of Assyria
And mass hysteria on a way to a better life
So he tells me I would be
To be saved as Jesus directs us to ponder His words
And pray for understanding of shape and appearance of sapphire
And the glimmer of emeralds
Angels minister
I wore the same shirt
In the year of '05
Glad to be still alive
As the ice cold knife is come
Where each will find a home
In this great summary
I am here for a reason
And the fish don't need to die
To make the river stink
O, just think...




On Third Nephi 17:17
10-13-17

Handiwork details when all else fails
Cheetahs slow down to the speed of snails
Good report not ones last resort out on the tennis court
Failing was the easiest thing to do
Roundabout again
Whom the multitude in this halfworld under the halflight
Play me my song in breastplates of iron
Our time is at hand
With all of them that are afflicted
I make the matter known so great and marvelous
Do they bear record where no tongue can speak
Blessed are the meek
Looking for other vats to decorate the debt
In Midheaven we see it for what it is
For Apollyon our destroyer
Call it Wormwood for evil and for good
On the mantlepiece gazing at snapshots
Where no tongue can speak...