Strip me Naked,
restore me to my primordial being,
unfold within me your heart,
allow me to have eyes to see You.
Peel back the layers,
one after another,
more and more,
will they ever end,
accreted over decades,
covering me in a shitty miasma,
mind-fucking numbness,
being held within fear.
Feelings of lost consciousness,
and imprisoned power.
When all I am is sovereign,
encoded by you,
crowned with your Light,
substance of your substance,
held within forgetting
and lost hope
of knowing from the heart.
Be merciful,
to one who loves you,
in a state of unknowing,
how can I love,
what is veiled and shrouded
from my consciousness.
Life after life,
wandering aimless,
overwhelmed by the grief
of unknowing…
…Let me Break Free!
Let me be what I would be,
if I vibrated within your cadence,
and if I was lifted up into Your light.
Not in some cursed “someday,”
but now.
Haven’t I shown you,
my devotion,
longing,
and love within the void,
of constant wondering,
of constant imagining,
of when our being
will be fully formed,
within the countenance
of each of us.
Father, Mother,
don’t abandon me in the world,
No, No come to me now,
and show your fullness to me,
flow and spread,
loving kindness,
flowing,
spreading
from within me,
to the forsaken world of hate
lust, and murder.
Let me know Peace,
and let my heart beat
without fear,
strengthen me,
within you,
be the One I have envisioned,
be the God I love,
and create
from our conjoined being,
a coherent whole
of love and light.
I am here,
and I am willing,
to believe in the God that You are,
there is just one thing,
that my heart demands,
whatever I beleive about you,
must be cast from truth,
that in your mercy
You might heap upon me,
the fullness of your being,
the only thing that matters in me,
the truth of what you are.
Fuck this system,
why must I wait,
join some church,
recite some creed,
because some human,
said you are this,
and said you are that,
at least I am honest enough
to admit
to my own blindness.
People are losing their shit,
their minds are betraying them,
bathed in fear,
to the primal sense,
that nature is off kilter,
and the Light of God,
has fled from our midst,
allowing the earth to rage.
Here I am once more,
lost in doubt,
wonderering,
wandering,
searching,
ever searching
for You!
Yet you don’t want to be found,
not even by me,
one endowed with your light,
one struggling to walk
in peace,
in a world of war and murder.
How can I exist,
and persist,
among the demons
if your power is not
in me.
Show me the mysteriers of light,
unveil in me the means,
to build a shield
from my self-held power,
tap the source of you
in me,
that I might stand,
unfraid
as the demons rage,
hate spreads
and darkness covers
the mourning earth.
The days of hiding are over,
quietly observing,
can’t you see and feel it in me,
it catastrophe for both you and me,
our end is being planned
with the casting of spells
and the worship of Saturn,
those that worship demons
and feed them the energetic fear,
are seeking to rule
the world.
Send in the energetic waves,
the transforming waves,
that overwelm all fear
in man,
transform,
recreate us,
so that the eye of our heart
might perceive you,
and in the seeing
we might be restored,
to your glory
love
and light.