“Free”- is as if it’s a bird or a tree; whenever I try to be ‘free’ someone’s always got near to me. Some may like coffee but some may rather tea. Freedom is far away from reality, next to trillions of miles from being “Free.” Some journey’s traveled but still there’s no peace? Listening to birds chirping in near by trees. Got some schooling but ended up without a degree. Finding myself in the past, asking Jesus Christ for decree. The becoming of the Prophet, having me wearing heavy invincible belt strapped across my shoulders. “Free” a glance of this word, raises eye brows to me beginning to ask questions? Without doubts, I’ll spread My Father’s word to let the universe to The 3 rd heavens hear me calling Christ’s name daily and nightly. “Free” – quietness is freedom when allowed or given.
The moon is around has moods matches via the gravitational pull of the earth. It would take trillions of lineage via light years to travel where heavenly trumpets sound. Not, dumb nor a ninny hammer but yet still there’s laughter! Hissing teeth while they awking and spitting at bus stop but sometimes everywhere. Hoping plus praying to Thy Lord for them whilst they wishing ugliness and deviousness towards me. “Free” – check my stocks? Couldn’t came up with a bundle nor stackables for self maintenance, much less? “Free” – ‘Free, de man say’ as geese quaking in the background.”Wicked seta p****holy” ( Some medical abbreviated colpo; I’m Holy!) sometimes wishes to say out aloud as if it’s terex syndrome, but kept inside. It’s just my naturalistic observation, while under controlled observation during Christ’s participant observation.”Free” – *Exousia*
