Verity In The Voice, Or NOT

This is an interesting cloud picture.  The waves of cloud  moisture are like a fan of consciousness.  And in the midst of this moisture conglomeration is an a forearm with a hand and it's finger pointing upward.

This is an interesting cloud picture. The waves of cloud moisture are like  fans of consciousness. And in the midst of this moisture conglomeration is a forearm with a hand and it’s finger pointing upward.

An oversized yacht,

A vein of thought,

Of consciousness craft,

Of contemplation’s judgment,

Cruises spiritual insights,

In astral spots.

This is a vessel

Built from power

And money’s coffers.

It desires a rebirth

Into present waters.

It steams into time swells,

From the past’s hours,

Hours of light

Gleaned from spiritual bowers.

It troughs waves

Made from other’s foregone efforts,

Hence plowed into a grave

Of quiet reticence,

By the LORD”s

Hand of presence.

From what coordinates,

Will this roving, mobile edifice,

Organized from other’s

Sincerity expressions,

Emerge to be

The false prophet’s

Prince and/or princess

And kingdom?

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