LOVE LETTERS FROM MIISRAEL: FROM EUROCYLDON!: Maiden Voyage (565 hits)
AND THESE ARE MY LOVE LETTERS:
LOG DATE: 07.17.2008 :: 07:55a.m.cst
COURSE: Point direction Southwest. Hard to part South, Steady heading South
IN THREE DAYS! Psalm: 78::20
MAIDEN VOYAGE [A new boat's first trip]
Dearest Love Spirit!
I have the directions and you've set the course. I am thy ship and I have my first cargo. It is your body of Holy Spirit. I am your virgin Lord, for my spirit is untouched by the flesh. This makes me your bride of love. Your spirit floats within me in Wind and upon Water. I am in the ship sur-named "FOREVER".
Forever in love, forever your bride. I am a maiden voyage. As we go out to sea already we have washed down rains upon the islands, but now there is darkness over the sky. Eurocyldon has formed a charge of pressure and is rearing up in the South and the Northwest where there lies two storms about us. However, because You and I are two as ONE we will split apart our ships and divide the ungodly temptations of wind to it's courses. I have not sailed before like this, and my newness has all the strength of the Navigator to teach me.
Call to order!
All hands at their places!
Now hear the voice of the Maiden Voyage's charges!
MAIDEN VOYAGE
Mighty winds come from the sea! Darkest! Dark! You will be.
Upon my sail sits my Lord and I... Roaring with heavy breath of wind clouds and thunders great! No other's power to crack this crate!
The oceans moves~~ the ship~~~the waters~~~ The hands of God tells me don't lose faith.
There is a pretty song ringing in my ear as the moors fill up with water. "Tell me what's the matter?"
The towns and cities are falling down with great clatter! It is the call of the Almighty!
There is a Great Earthquake!
The winds will blow hard and fires will ignite, but by His will it could be day and it could be night!
The Gladiator is in the arena with the sword, and his triumph is over the Hourdes!
Lions and cattle and every beast, has no chance for his defeat.
I write of days of future time. Only, I use a little rhyme.
The sword of my craft is new-- never been used before, but cuts down unclean spirits and the wicked untrue!
For as I enter into the adytums where priests are sitting in rooms. Say your prayers priests--and pray for mercy grand! Pray to the One God, I AM THAT I AM! The day of His justice is at hand!
For he will knock down idols, and worship steeples, filled with wicked and sinful ungodly peoples. Bowing in the worship of earthly stones as gods. He will roll over FIRE in the places where idol worshippers lodge!
Hear the winds blowing over the shore as a mighty millstone is thrown! The angels let out a grandeur cheer, and "Aye! it is to The Mighty Lord they are calling! Babylon! Babylon is fallen!
The laughter of my soul is come, and all rejoicing is great! For the city of the prostitute has met her fate-- in a burning lake!
I have waters that pour out as I give this testimony of last days, let my sails fly. Look up at the clouds and see BOGODELCA! is truly sailing by!
I've written it down and them I TELL Lord of Your Prophecy. I am your love servant and how I've cried--it is true, I AM THY BRIDE MIISRAEL WINNIESPOETRY LOVE LETTERS FROM EURCYLDON! July2008Copyrighted.
