Dawned Existence: Plaque of Wars (God)
ding dung
tic-toc
goes the sound
of a prophet reading the words
the words of a Kingdom
so vast
that time can't even live!
say your words loud, prophet
for they cannot hear you
but way up high
but way to the left
and way to the right
and way below
your words are heard!
time has no numbers
in the Kingdom
man cannot fathom
the movement of the Kingdom
who is speaking, prophet
'God' I responded
yes, it is I
the one you hold dear
tell them, prophet
to get their houses in order
for they do not know
when My hand will move
or in which direction
it shall move
fear My hand
but also fear My feet
when they work together
you are missing
not just a town
nor even a city
but from mountain to mountain
from river to river
even sea to sea
your high structures
showing off your ego's brain
are just bits and pieces
to Me!
you are saddened over a town!
how sway of you!
man cannot bend a tree
but I can
man cannot toil to the wind
tell it which direction to blow
but I can
tell them prophet!
My hand moves the wind
not man!
how foul they have become
all the scattered
wondering aimlessly
depending on possessions
to feed them
look at them
the wealth of the world
they can't feed themselves
without stuff
and it is
all your possessions
is just STUFF!
how serial angular
you are!
bend your knees and pray
plow with the harnessed
move along the dirt
let the sweat beat off your brow
all your fight to replace
what I have created
will fail
for when I move the wind
so does the waters rage
and when the waters rage
clouds gain their purpose
carrying the rain
when My anger heightens
so does the Earth move
in whatever direction
I stump My big toe!
I have spoken
through your fairy tales
and laughing suggestions
that I am a myth
so shall you see
how alive I am
the prophet gave warnings
not from her imagination
but from My mouth
let's see, 'o arrogance
tales to tell
tell this tale
for I shall tell it first
in it comes
sneaking east and west
north and south
blowing up heaps
too much there
not enough here
blow wind blow
how high up can you go
for the Riddle Maker
brews a storm
a raging one
then settles it down
only to brew up more
how can you ignore
when it goes here
and then there
on this side
then on that side
'pick me up' you scream
but no one seems
to be around
it lights up there
then it lights up here
small then large
bright then dim
around and around
all the way around
never knowing
where its bound
it could be here
then there
or it could be there
then here
look! here it comes
circling and swaying
like a baby's cradle
rock, rock
sway, sway
a tumbling and a twisting
swoosh, swoosh
blew, blew
up then down
down then up
will it come down
or will it stay up
you say 'what goes up
must come down'
are you sure?
I ask, the Lord Almighty, ask
for did you make the Earth?
did you form it and put
it into place?
you see others in the blackness
but do you really know them?
all your pillage
all your curiosity
space warriors!
the Lord is laughing bitterly
for you don't want to fight
against Me!
you have crossed a boundary
that was set
now I will cross a boundary
I have set!
I, the Lord Almighty God
will give you
what is due
all your stuff floating
all your junk
all your possessions
since you cannot clean Earth
you bring it to My space
so I shall return it to you
in a way never seen
by man
nor ever recorded
anything near
what My hand will do!
the wall of glass
the estranged river
is only the beginning
a new Earth is bound up
first away with the old
as I see fit!
the Lord has spoken
and will continue
until I shut the words up
and seal the prophet's mouth!
(October 5, 2024)―This was given yesterday. After He led me to Job 26:1-4 through Job 28:1-19. Particularly Job 27:13-23 through Job 28:1-19…these are for you. Pay close attention because at the end of Job, God says that the way Job thinks and believes is correct.
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