Sonic Boom (God) twice the count of nines if you want to give your time nothing, at all, called mine just an obliviation of wasted time count the lessons count the rolls the clock tics as thunder roars a blistering time but all not belonging in rhyme it's a solemn time a wearing of clocks blaming, blaming blame countless merry-go-rounds circling around endless mines counting themselves genius when it isn't it is the basics of given but something has to be given in return come away 'o endless time the clock moves and you can't count to the end I† am He† the riddle maker the true creator of the time the time that you see and the time that you cannot see the God† of all Father† of the Redeemer† salvation the one true gift to mankind awaken you loose sleepy heads stop your dreaming and pay attention the clock strikes nine one, two, three times four and five more times you say it’s the end of times I† say the end of 'what' times who are you to declare anything I† hold the key the key to ALL times! I'll† tell you when the end times come I'll† give you word but how will you listen when you can't hear when you are blind covered in darkness shielded by lies and deceit unforgiving hearts how can you say: I know the Lord† says the Lord Almighty† when you can't even hear as My† words spill from a pen of truth redeem yourselves! wake up from your slumber you have let material gods control your very own thinking! look at yourselves! look! you petty indifference your crimson blood spilled for you allowed machines and wires make you lazy and greedy a time has come a time written about written in your history books written and recorded yet you don't believe you criticize the very hands that wrote them how dare you insult Me†! I† am the author the vast riddle maker the teller of tales the competent driver of words the very words you see, hear but completely deny! wake you pretended intelligence wake 'o true genius you void of truth time is marching the change I† deemed is moving beneath your feet it is I† the only one who can tell you what lays ahead of you 'o vastly indifference what matters? I† do! for I† am you are because I† am without Me† you would not be how absurd it is to watch your indifference kneel and beg for mercy I† have mercy to give why don't you seek salvation why don't you seek redemption from your many lies you can't ignore what I† am bringing forth in the world a breathing of life into these very words I† send time in this vastness of mines awaken 'o slumber indifference all your beauty all your decoration all your makeup in splendor will not hold back My† hand your prostitution of acceptance will be due punishment discipline of My† own punishment of the sinners who defy My† mountain be still you awkward pray-er I† am here the riddle maker see My† creation! look! you vast indifference the very sand you walk on the very skin that holds your bones together I† am the creator of this you deny I† awaken the combine of the whole truth spilling over from the unseen to the seen says the Lord Almighty† the one whom you should blame and forgive but don't judge Me†, 'o ignorant I† am the reason
(August 17, 2022)—He led me to 1 John 4:7-12 through 1 John 5:18-20.
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