Putins life is almost over. It is easy to see the hand of death upon his face.

Xi too is almost dry

and Trump

and so what? They all played their parts in the dynamics of place.

A baby cries. Breathing in their first breath until they are elected, do their best/worst, and die.

Humans: A finite line of life lead by seconds, minutes, hours, weeks, months, years…

Life though, is always alive. Life knows no time. Eternity has not even begun. And why?

Because we ‘think’ we know why.

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Michael’s wife is pregnant. She wants an open marriage. His two other daughters by two other women…. Ha! Life!

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In a story there are edits and changes. In life there is the same. Some are shot in the head just because they are Jewish and a part of Hitler’s life. Some are American and aborted because the mother thinks new life destroys their life.

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You people. Each and every one. You all are so blessed and lucky to be able to breath, to live, to plan and scheme. Some of you will ‘fail’. Some of you will ‘succeed’. And do you ever wonder and give thanks?…

Death has no power. Editing of weakness or strength has no power. Nothing not even evil can destroy Life.

It comes down to this…

So simple.

So easy.

For all that you think/know exists, know this, your only salvation is Jesus…………………………………….

Amen.

First there is a center of a wheel. A special place where one atom is a side of the other.

In spiraling direction in outward directions to find solace of the horizon; rim.

The attire may seem different. Studs. Rubber. Chains.

The center though, the focus, is special.

I’ve only told two they were special. And why? Because they are/were/and always be, my center.

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Traveling to the future where the rim is bare, the metal rusted: motion just a memory while the world continues to turn.

I am nothing special.

A square peg on a round wheel.

Though supporting me through shadows and chaos are two very special people.

One on my left.

One on my right.

Carrying me as we all travel.

Both smile, both frown.

Both make this highway of life much more pleasant to follow.

So to both,

i say,

thanks.

One day, high above any pavement/dirt/gravel, to fly free of any tires and wheels, and maybe discover the true meaning of peace.

Written by: A soul

Screaming outside my head.

Chaponic meaning beyond stress.

“Milro milro, non tou sig.”

A world made meaningless by meaningless men.

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Women lament the tears of a child’s distress

Screaming outside my head.

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Young boy lifting a heavy sword; pulled from the lifeless body once a father of smile and land.

Her maidens fled.

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Royalty as bestowed by the crown some call, God

and yet?

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Screaming outside my head.

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With a firm dissolve, pulling the fraying and tired thread.

Resolve firming now as one

……………………………………………..and……………………………then……………………………….another.

A world testing the sounds.

Loudly beating their pride with their chest.

“Look!”

“Me!”

“I am!”

Screaming outside my head.

(silence and now to paint a picture of quiet and beauty. closed eyes now naked in undress)

Hanging there, in evils closet, a skeleton, picked clean and bleached of bone and life

A skeleton once the clothing, a home to a soul, a skull once listening to the screaming oceans of hate and choice.

Thanks God. To you i feel an absolute joy and peace as the tides slowing pulse and growing beauty

inside

my

head.

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“Bad things come in three,” a popular saying among many who believe in bad things.

“Good comes to those that wait,” a counter point to those embracing good things.

“There is a time for war, there is a time for peace,” a foolish catchall phrase designed to appease.

Hummingbirds are now cut off from the drip of nectar to persuade them to start to take migration a bit more seriously.

Pears ripened and lost their place to the winds strength. (deer definitely did not complain)

So, yes it is true, number times time, time and again.

Notice recently the current crop of world leaders are now getting long in the tooth? Putin. Eragon. Xi. Trump. So many ‘leaders’ claiming long title to some sort of power, even England’s king

Each year the grains are harvested, the grass baled for feed. Each year a child claims title to a higher standard of responsibility, of age.

Yep. It’s time to harvest some world leaders without using nothing more than numbers of time.

Another saying: “A calm before the storm.” Or, a hurricane bringing brief comfort with the eye-of-the-storm.

In America the same. In China the same. In Turkey the same. In Russia, Russia is now starting the string. Pull one end and then the other and before you know it, it is time.

No, not the usual shell game of locating the pea under the shell, that game is a staged illusion when what’s coming even the blind shall see.

Putin’s time has come and then xi and then…

meanwhile it’s time to draw in a long breath and slowly exhale and watch the numbers do their things.

1. Avatar #1 (normal)
2. List of reality (zero)
3. status: Oh shit.

In (a) mental institution(s) throughout the world wide, resides the souls a lamentation.

Medical induced identities to match the time-lines, albeit, skimming that fine line of insanity.

She tossed her hair, “indication of attraction blind”.

He flipped his indifference “What?”

This my eyes of observation, this to combine with brain cells and processing information.

So why do i write today? Is it because of Kent and JP and coincidence?

Hah… there is no such ‘thing’ as chance, or coincidence, or deja vu. (pause)

No, not manipulation of time threads or travel.

No computer stimulation.

No make-believe.

Nothing of anything anyone anywhere could even remotely compare to such an action at to T/heir situations.

If to turn right only left behind or left to lose direction…does this mean…anything?

To you….

yes

you,

it was a good day to intervene and combine.

Slathering oil of whale and sand

and dodge another bullet.