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Reflection of Perfection
In Memory of Dr. Bonnie Lee, the Most Christlike Woman I ever had the privilege of being a student, Master Educator.
We wear the mask that grins and lies,
That hides Our cheeks and shades Our Eyes,
This debt we pay to human guile,
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth a myriad of reveries,
As we are beckoned into Heavenly Treasuries.
Veils of Perception,
Words and Actions of Holy Conception.
What do You want to do…?
I don’t know ..what do You want to do,
Said the vultures of depravity,
Parasites of Society.
High Ark Angels of Redemption….
Love pouring from Etheric Dimensions.
Who are You……?, says the caterpillar,
from His psychedelic Mushroom Throne, to Alyce.
All rise says the Judge, resounding a gavel of Bondage and Chains.
Grace and Mercy, the pillars of a Victorious Humanity.
We are Our Own Condemnation or Liberation,
Antithesis of Complementary Dualities.
Somewhere over the Rainbow skies are turquoise blue infinity,
We are the Vision of the Rainbow,
Kings and Queens the Promised Stars of Covenantal Promised Galaxies.
The Brightest Morning Star,
3 Kings that come from afar.
Acronyms, Synonyms, Similes and Metaphors,
Parallel realities and dualities,
F.E.A.R. False Evidence Appearing Real,
Of Who We Are and Who We Be.
Face to Face, Reflection of Perfection,
Liquid Light of Lucid Dreams of Intention.
Treasuries and storehouses of realms untold,
We Shine like Liquid Gold.
Enthroned in Love…..
Enthroned in Love…..
Enthroned in Love……
You Are the Key,
It's Who You Are and Be,
You are the Tree of Creation,
Master of Redemption.
Locked Out of Paradise Garden,
Or Crossed over into Eternal Eden,
As the Tree of Beriah, home of the Ark Angels,
Realm of Creation.
We Are Our Own Revelation and Manifestation.
Face to Face, Breath to Breath,
Face to Face, Reflection of Perfection,
Liquid Light of Lucid Dreams of Intention.
Treasuries and storehouses of realms untold,
We Shine like Liquid Gold.
Arise and Shine like the Brightness of the Dawn,
Fiery brilliance of Majesty,
King of endless possibilities.
Imago Dei,
Countenance of the Sun's Rays.
Redeemer of the Age.
We Are the Reflection of His resplendent Perfection.
Face to Face, Breath to Breath,
Face to Face, Reflection of Perfection,
Liquid Light of Lucid Dreams of Intention.
Treasuries and storehouses of realms untold,
We Shine like Liquid Gold.
We Shine like Liquid Gold.
Culture of Worship ~Vision
Restoration for the Generation's, that emulates the Atmosphere of Heaven, must begin with Peace within. Culture of Worship was inspired after 6 mos. Internship I enrolled in after the Crisis of a Divorce at the Age of 28. King David in Psalm 51, "Create in ME a Clean Heart" cried out in the duplicity of His EGO having alienated from the "Shekinah Glory" He cultivated as a lowly Shepherd with a PURE Heart of Worship. In the Pinnacle of His Reign, He fell subject to temptation that sacrificed the loss of not ONLY His Child, but Murdered the Captain of His Army that was more Honorable than the King Himself.
I experienced MY Isaiah 6 moment, in the Mountains of the Rogue River Valley, after a Third Watch Sunday Service, when I was taken up by Angels in Chorus, I was given a Vision, of the Paul Cain Stadium Vision Unveiled," ALL bad news was canceled, every gathering place and Stadium was filled indigenous to the Tribe, Tongue and Nation in Celebration."