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Defacing the Devil | Skot Wers
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Love is so simple
That all Knowing
Comes from experience
Gnosis
And we Know by Touch
And we Know by Wisdom
And we Know by Insight
All through sharing
A Love that is so simple
That all Knowing
Comes from experience
Gnosis
Sharing the Stream
Is what Love is
And sharing in Love
Is what God is
Fight for all that’s Love
Not against anything
I saw your peaceful
Adoring smile
As you came back
To lay with me
You were just
Marveling in the day
Writing, feeling, enjoying
Spirit descending
Light bathing
And I saw your beautiful
Loving smile clearly
In the darkened room
When you came back
To lay with me
To cuddle and to spoon
I sat with your words
Lovingly pressed against my chest
They were encouraging, supportive
Kind and Loving
Nothing but Love
I looked around with your words
Lovingly pressed against my chest
And everything was Light
My Heart was Light
My Heart is Light
My Heart is you
You are woven into
The fabric of me
How grateful I am to you
For allowing me the trust
And the sharing I needed
To free my Heart
And she is free with me
And she is free in me
She is Free
An angel came and asked,
“What shall I do?”
“Go to Heart
Wrap around her
Embrace her
Raise her
Help her to release
The ties that bind her
To make space
For her Spirit to do
What must be done”
Raising the dead
Is as easy as can be
Getting them to accept it
Is impossible
So much to enjoy
The river
The changing trees
And their changing leaves
The colors of future gems
Holding on for one more day
The creek winding gently
Through the magickal
Forest’s floor
Flowing down
Under the most
Beautiful of bridges
On top of which a series
Of the cutest of kisses
Shared here and there
Shared in the Light
Wide open and Free
You called Ramona by her name
She answered by sharing
Her secret:
“I’m not just some falls
In a forest,” she said
“I’m what sharing brings”
Once again we find ourselves
Looking for water to enjoy
A place to make out
Some ground to play
A shoreline for togetherness
Waves of sweet tenderness
As Water is our Touch
You’ll know to prepare
To use the Sword
When things grow darker
And become
More solid-seeming
Pull back when it happens
Feel the Waves
Listen for Truth
Keep your Gaze
And utilize the Sword
To sever whatever
Blocks the Way
Or ruins the Day
Confirmation of Communion comes
As you move towards the center
So come
At the Place of Judgment
It’s tricky to resist
The temptation
Of an infinite path
Listen to their words
Their words tell stories
On how they want you to be
Are they telling you
To be like they are
Or
Sharing they want you be Free?
Born into a world of insanity
In which things have always
Just seemed to be:
The Mother of Everything
You’re not responsible
For how the insane feel or see
It’s very kind of you to try
But it’s not going anywhere
So just focus on your
Health, healing, and happiness
And have everything
Flow out from there
If one stops expecting
Takers to share
It breaks ties that bind
And mends Hearts
And frees Spirits
And opens Minds
It’s such a Blessing
Watching you blossom
Then bloom
Into the beautiful
Child of Light
~~~the Angelic Flower~~~
You were born to be
A plethora of words call out
Self-sacrifice blocks the Way
Clockwork Angel
Male
Long arms and legs
Sits crouched in front
Of some fantasy-looking
Flight deck
He meticulously
And deliberately
Reaches up
And makes adjustments
Each one a rung of a ladder
A gift one may accept
Tirelessly and with intent
He places choice within reach
Each one an expression of
And an invitation to Heaven
He will continue until
One Knows the Gift is for them
And always has been
The Miracle comes
When one allows their Self
The Freedom to become the Child
Get too close to any world
And give and take builds up
The Son of Man reconstitutes
And the devil appears
In some form or another
It’s Miraculous to see
All of the pain of the past
Wrapped up in a Body of bodies
This thing
Where there’s a devil around
Is getting old
Heart and Spirit ring
Adorning the crown
Amethyst rested at root
Your words Lovingly
Pressed against my chest
Like every day now
And there will
Come a day soon
When your breasts
Will be pressed
Against my chest
There are never enough
Of those days
One can go back in time
And attempt to understand
What they’re using and why
It won’t feel well what they see
But it will give rise to honesty
Being honest in the First Place
Does the same without going back
And facing pain
As putting a face on pain
Is what’s being used anyway
The promise of future relief
When relief is Here and Now
When obsessively trying
To use something for a purpose
It can never serve
The difference between using
And usefulness could not be
More stark
Drifting back and forth
In understanding
When understanding
Doesn’t get anywhere
The final function
Of the angels
Of the church-chakras
Is to remind
That the worldviews
They represent are unwanted
Spirit has no use for a devil
When Heart is Free in Love
God unopposed
Heaven unopposed
The Miracle
Step out of
The Place of Judgment
Heart sees her Freedom
As to lay and immerse
Rejoice!
Breasts held tightly to the chest
Two hearts become One
Come Love, come
Immerse into Light
Take my hand
Step out of the night
Come Love, come
Immerse with me
Sharing in Peace
Feeling so Free
No need to hurry
Move as fast as you can
Come
To overflow with that
Which drives you sane
This time the beauty
Magick, joy, and hope
Won’t go unremembered
For use unencumbered
Forgive me world
That I once knew
If we get too close
I’ll reflect you
Forgive me world
There’s no more start
I’m done with this place
I’m taking my Heart
Connecting to the angels
Of others
Seeing their
Fathers and Mothers
And how they are just like
I was
And how they can heal
Like I did
Or simply decide to move on
Which is what I should’ve
Just done
Once you heal yourself
You’ll go straight after
Another’s pain
Another’s guilt
Another’s blame
You’ll know how to heal
And just want to share it
The only thing is though
They have to accept it
When the Devil of Everything
Appears in the Dream of Me
The demons have coalesced
In the isolation
Of the fear of retribution
For the free expression
And unfettered reception
Of Love
As the attachment
To the past fades
Fate loses its face