We are nearing Christmas, it signifies the birth of Lord and Savior Jesus Christ; would you?

All for Naught..

Surely man is more then the wind,

more then the dust that gathers,

Shadows fade in the night,will man?

If I die tonight will the beggars laugh?

Gathered around the place where sinners smile,

love is reviled if there are uneasy feelings,

The sense that all was a joke.The Joker frowns,

shaking his head knowing a gale wind blew.

Blew to where? Asks the Riddler,To the sea,

is the reply,where water flows over the sands,

Man is a grain of sand sometimes turning to glass,

smashed among the remains of what once was wisdom.

Uneasiness prevails,the Joker and the Riddler sit,

narcissism,both always right,uncorrectable subjects,

They inhale the smoke engulfing them from the dirt,

Mother Earth feeding them with knowledge of the future.

Afterwards they ponder,both are frowning realizing Truth,

when a brother fights his own brother humanity is lost,

Never to be grasped,only Satan can sell lies and buy souls,

God's chosen have found they were never chosen after all.

As the wind blows it spreads the corruption of our minds,

seeds planted throughout the universe,roots reach infinity,

Our actions water this evil disease,the real water runs dry,

from Egypt to the Tigris River lie the souls of all of us.

the bannibal one @ 2016

My God loved me, He sent His son,

as a sacrifice for the bat things I've done.

I think I'd rather be, saved b one

who loves me.

They say you're a myth

you don't exist but I seen things

and I know this,

when I prayed you answered fast.

I was told I wouldn't last.

It hurts to see your mama cry

when she's told her son will die.

Then just like a magic show,

where on earth did the big mass go?

Some may scoff and some may poo-poo,

but I will always believe in You.

Rhaine

For unto us a gift was given

not for silly minded men,

who have no belief

in an offer perfect

to sanctify from sin.

Those who stand with

voices loud,

bellowing their thoughts

to a curious crowd,

when a God gave life

and loved these little things,

so saddened Him they turned away

from all His loving brings.

to these He sent His son,

to give us hope for long,

when this child was humbly born

to bring the gift to belong

to a family in joyous relief

heaven's noble perfect belief..

Yeah, I'm not a poet. Ok, but I tried.

Yes..I can try..

God of heaven,earth and the universe,

shine grace upon us this holiday season.

how great art thou,Lord and Savior.

Its the celebration of the birth of new light on the winter solstice. Christianity stole it from the pagans. Thieves

the walking dead season 7

the day will come when you will no longer be

the whale

the cell

go getters

promise

sing me a song

heart still beating

(Theme from manchurian candidate)recently mentioned by krauthammer

It aint me it aint me i aint no senators son

and when the band plays hail to the chief

the turkish art gallery wall

thomas

sir thomas

sir thomas the 7th

listen

poppa bears spear tip see how it glistens

I believe in fairy tales

I'm not very smart

I think prople live in whales

And I like modern art

Forgive my gross stupidity

They raised me with the bible

In my defense I say this means

For idiocy I'm not liable.

Ok sure, whatever

Thanks everyone. Merry Christmas to you, and to all, good night.

"Amen and amen and amen". I.e So be it, so be it, so be it.