Merchants thou be many prophets few, but only he who knows the Majestic Almighty splendour of the living God on earth as all things and nothing who praised heavenly Father in spirit, body and soul and crucified His name sake for the glory of all that impossible is that of the blindness of you that see not all possible ever present Prince of peace on earth so help me God.




On The Horizons Here Be Peace, It Being Thy Victory on Earth,

Thou See. Thou Rapture Spinning in Flames, Cosmic Forces With

Names as Saturn, Mars, Jupiter and Mother Moon do Thou Care

For Thy Child, That Worship Thee Not For They Beg.

Does Thy Kings of All Heavens Know of I, Has My Coming Home

Been Acknowledge, Does He Let I and I Inherent the Horizon


Footnote: For all those that are angry, that stay angry, those that know not we are not of the flesh alone, but that they be reminded that the gentle Breeze that Blows Upon There Face be that of the Grace of God That Frees Us All of the Animalistic conditions that our fathers and Friends Love Ones Foolishly Bestowed Upon Us.

Be Angry No More, Cease to be Angry for Gentleness is the Power That Be, Amen