Some spoke of the parables of Christ, who’s an addict. I’ve once committed myself within a therapeutic community. Weed-in and drinking for days in till nights out even during weekends. It never occurred to me at the time of who Christ maybe. That’s during the stages of blasphemy. I wasn’t doing hard drugs but I was doing both drugs hard. From battling scars which were not of wars. To unspoken vows, which I still ripped apart. Till it went dark then I really thought, have I lost my heart? Some questions, left in darkness until I started thinketh. Is my mind gone? Who I am is who I’ll be till I die! All this hypocrisy, they can’t even be real? Royal is spelled Real in Spanish.
Should I feel ashamed? Being the holy one walking in human form with all my faults and flaws. Quick second, of my gathering thoughts. I, sheep for sure! Plus for sure I knew that, I was still lost. But becoming to knowing thyself? Traveled through o, so many roads but enlightenment was the key to the door of knowledge. Wisdom was the way via understanding. Endurance stood still with all the pain. The heart is the soul which is Christ. Christ is multiple through us. Doesn’t make us Christ or King. Needless to remind you, I Am A 3 times witness. I’ve witnessed Advent(Christ on the cross -the son of Thy Lord, The Gaape(The King-The Prince/Thy Lord), and The Holy Spirit- Metatron. I will become one with him when I’m gone and become a spiritual form.
Here comes controversy again! Monotheistic: Even questions becomes controversy; Is it Judaism, Islam or Christianity. And even though they are many Gods. He is King of Kings and Lord of Lords; The mighty, the great, Deuteronomy said so. More While, the 5th Spirit takes over and it’s nothing but kindness. This is the 5th time around of the Father, Thy Lord And Savior Jesus Christ reincarnation and I Am him. I am the son of a King and my King is “The Prince.” Created by his hands, brought forth by my father on Ephraim and carried by broken ribs from with womb that’s called a mom. This story; My history, will not be remembered by any man. So in the meantime, while I’m ‘Alive’-if you have a minute then you’ll understand. I share! Now, it’s up to some to fully understand. “The Stories Of His History, That Will Not Be Remembered.” *Exousia*
