“In Prophecy People Complicate
The Equation Not the Result.”
A Guiding Voice
The Dawn of January,
The First Light, The First Dream
Is Powerful.
Everything is Hopeful in January,
New, Unwritten and Unseen…
But Yesterday’s leftovers Always
Are a Foundation for Today,
And yet even still tomorrow.
Patterns are Prisons without Ambition.
Aspirations, Determination can generate
Great things…Unless a lot of time is
Wasted screaming…Also a great distraction.
It was never in the present, it was
About the Past.
Those with sight to see the Road
Ahead know its purpose.
And what’s coming…
A Blind Alley, Wind and Water, Weather.
Lakes, Rivers, Streams to change.
Lands to change their numbers…
Many numbers changing…
A message from Above, A new presence.
To Reckon with.
The Chants of Crazed Martyrs had their
Chance to play…then there’s Hell to Pay,
And Hell is Freezing Over,
Because Nature has a Vote too.
Horizons are always filled with hope
For those that see it.
But in a World so modern Now
Contemporary Integrity is very convenient
To Anyone Lost and Confused.
The Digital Age is marvelous, yet things
Are more impatient than ever…
That’s when Traditional Integrity
Rears its head like a Fighting Stallion…
Tradition Saves the day in the end…
Why? Because Contemporary Progress
Yields more tantrums than ever…
Freeze…The Ice Stands things still
For a Reason. Rest. Dream. Believe
In Better things.
The Waxing Moon will bring changes
When the Shouting Grows Again
When the Hands Fall. That will be
A Turning Point. ENOUGH.
The Moons are the Clock, Watch the Moons.
The Waning Moon brings the Ice,
The Pause…
The New Moon Breaks the Spell…
And the Waxing Moon…
More Roars, Rivers, Snow, Scandals
And Shock…Maybe the biggest
One Yet.
In April…Daffodils.
Valiant.
