23 OCT - Converting

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The future is converting
The losers are converging
Upon destructive lust:
“In God we trust (or us)..”
All of Christ’s enemies
Fall despite their enmity
Watch em try and bend the knee
Crawlin like a centipede..
Fallen like their pedigree
Laws divide their neck and feet
Watch as Christ remembers me:
All of life is meant for me..
Wondering
What you see?
Christ consolidating:
Punishing
Under feet
Viper spawn, and babies..
Till the last enemy’s
Just death:
What’s left
Fills the cracked mentally
Up, stressed
Upset..
Nothin they can do about it:
Snake’s rival slaughtering
Much ado they can about it:
Fake Bible prophecy..
Here’s what’s gonna happen:
I’m coming for you all
Fear’s what’s gonna happen:
Try runnin - sort of crawl..
Fear what’s gonna happen
By someone born too tall
When secrets
Get deep sixed
F-cked is your default..
The unreward of law
Because it’s more a vault
“Supper, Lord?” It all
Becomes the Lord’s - or Paul’s
Yeah - me:
Can’t breathe?
Don’t worry
So clearly..
Asthmatic
Cat nappers
Won’t hear the
Ghost near em..
Over with
Underfoot
No one lives
Underwood:
Carried in the
Charity
You owe to us
Goin up..
Fear is converting
Sneerin isn’t working
Here is what is certain:
Terror grippin serpents..
Dear little earthlings:
Thieves who love a heist
Appears sh-t ain’t working:
A thief rules the night..
So plan for my arrival
That, or try the Bible
Too bad your lies advise you
Too bad your time is mine to
Bide, kill, monopolizin
On your knees before me
I’m killin God’s advisors
God asleep? Or chortling?
Message to the righteous:
When it’s you - you’ll like this:
When is - who, the why? If
When is who, then why? IS..
Right now, never later
Piped down, then the vagrants
Wiped frown accelerator
Right now - get his favor..
Right now - every favor
White out every paper
Unscrolled:
Just mold
Wiped down, ventilated..
I clowns revelators
I bound every sayer’s
Blue tooth
Thru a noose
Nice sound!
Dies down..
I found breakfast waitin:
Bite down, jelly gazes
Why so down? Celebration!
I pronounce.. execration..
End times prophecy:
Yes, I author these
Get my thoughts to read
Left eyes, not your feet..
When life’s all for me
Dead eyes all agree:
Best dichotomy
When life’s all I see..
Anything bad is
Just what I’m converting
Many things haven’t:
Just what I’m reserving..
Underfoot
Step by step
What is good?
Best is yet
But it looks
Better yet
Cuz they look
Dead ahead
Cuz I looked:
Said instead..
Undercooked
Beg for death
What’s their book?
Etch-A-Sketch
But I shook:
Guess what’s next..
Call it converting
Terrorists
To terror’s bitch
Call it conversion
“Experience”:
Period.