The Long Road


The road to happiness can be sad and lonely, but I’ll keep my head up

I actually might let it down, but I’ll keep moving ahead

I actually might stop and gaze about, but I won’t retreat

I actually might run away, but my pulse will still beat

The road is sad and lonely, but I will get there, though I might have to be carried

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Benevolent Plague


Is it better that the plague know he is such, or that he remain oblivious?

Self-aware he avoids the field, this benevolent plague

And when sanctions against him are made, measures taken to protect the blossoms

He understands

He never wanted to harm, not even a single petal

The plague avoids you like the plague

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Apology to Angels

I do not wish that my actions, to the faithful angels, be reminiscent of those of their rebel brothers

They pondered when they ought to have looked away

They nurtured a feeling they ought not have given birth to, taking what never was meant for them

The faithful ones never arrived at this feeling

When they look at me may they never be reminded of those accusers

When they look at me may they wish to be my friend 

Joyful Angel

Joyful Angel

How I rejoiced as my rebel brothers, condemned to the dense darkness, were finally ex-pulsed, upon loosing Michael’s War. A time of great rejoicing ensued, and we knew there was a way made for his purchased brothers to be cleansed and received. 

As they trickle in, how we celebrate each arrival, recounting among us their acts of faith. We are so satisfied to remind them of little details we had witnessed that amplified their strength. Little details they had long forgotten.

In one night one of us had extinguished one-hundred-eighty-five-thousand Assyrians. This one weeps a great amount of joyful tears upon receiving one of these frail clay vessels, made powerfully immortal, as we all shed many tears, laughing and shouting and jumping.

While, yes, we rejoiced greatly that our home was made ready, we did also weep very bitterly as we bristled at the thought that in the vicinity of the Earth there now roamed these accusers, that are very angry. They accused us for millennia, as they accused the perfect pair and their offspring, making many fall. 

But now we no longer weep tears of sadness, though they are permitted to hold sway. This furthers our astonishment: That these frail humans face up to the same bane that we faced. Though weak and imperfect they go as far as death to prove these the liars that they are. As they die; some peacefully, others violently, others plagued, you better believe that for this we celebrate.

We know their name and what it means to the One who made us all. They live to him though they have died. He will undo all the works of our enemies bringing to nothing even death. These faithful will also cry those joyful tears, with all the living: we the angels in heaven, and Christs brothers reigning, along with all animals and thing, along with all humans. We will honor and praise, and worship only him. 

A Retraction


I make a retraction though it is not from the heart; I still feel the same, but with more vigor

A retraction forced

The evidence seen by our eyes caused the forfeiture of my claim. Should it have been true, we would have celebrated milestones together

Though I am pleased that there have been many given to you, for which to celebrate one another

I defied angels to present irrefutable evidence, and now there is a large body before our eyes, our human eyes, that says my claim was not true

But they know that what carries the burden is our hearts

What is contained therein cannot be contained in this universe, remaining unseen, even to them

I nevertheless yield because I am detained from celebrating with you now

But this is so that I might celebrate with you then

Pearler’s Prize

Pearl Setting

Defined by one moment

Encased as the irritant

By aragonite

Producing a mirror-like

Perfect sphere

The highest quality of




Your tender mantle

Kindly received 

The unintentional specter

Making you better

Causing high esteem

In the court of The King

The wise one who sold


To hold

Special setting

Carried in your heart

Whenever held high

This piece of dust

Which caused you

To shine