Sometimes you have to take it back to the origin
Back to the sacred waters where Kings rise and Queens remember
Back to the realm below sea level where ancient voices move like tides
Back to the place where Archangels walk beside Sovereigns and prophecy breathes
This is the first passage
The first return
The first remembering
The Waterloo is my second home
A realm of rebirth
A realm of ascension
A realm where the beginning and the beyond meet in the quiet of the spirit
A Thousand Years From Forever
The Waterloo
Below Sea Level
The Emergence of Archangel Michael
My Lord I am here within the midst of ancient time
I have blessed over the waters that flow through this ecosystem pours of Holy wine
I have baptized every fowl and christened every fruit tree and all the grapevines
This realm is sacred and has been spiritually consecrated by the Heavens with love
The portal of the eighth wonder has been sealed from the resurrection ordained as souls wade in the water only to ascend to the oracle of rebirth its Crown from highest above
I am the lone drifter to oversee the shadows of such a Queen
The guarantor of her soul as she is the beloved to a Supreme King
I see the future as on Earth as in Heaven where divine voices in harmony sing
The prophecy has been foretold
I am the sacred orator to inscribe this Sovereign’s existence upon my scrolls
I see a rebel on the dust of the wind
Foolish talk of love treachery betrayal will be retold once again
The untruth revealed in a state of animated grace
There will be wolves with smiles on their faces
My Lord the principle of Allah’s faith I carry not of wings to dishonor
I have been sent here to see the progress of Archangel Gabriel’s daughter her thoughts I shall overcome as she ponders
The spirit of her soul has led me here
The sins of yesterday for the heart to never asunder she shall have no fears
I pray to You to give me and this mission guidance from the winds of the third Heaven I beseech my head in prayer I bow
This Heavenly Archangel hears Your words as if whispered by a Hummingbird
And professed by the Owl
My Lord taketh this cup and remove the future thoughts from me
The war in Heaven I will never allow in this dimension to become or ever be
My arrow shall reach the minds of the Kingdoms and the Royal Knights who sit at the Supreme King table to offer treaties in the name of peace
The Book of Life on Judgement Day I will only hope righteous souls who lived a healthy lifestyle their names are eternally leased
The Waterloo
Below Sea Level
Anunnaki Kingdom
The winds speak of the wise
A passage from the Almighty I hear lullabies seen through my Pineal Gland our spiritual higher conscious Third Eye
Peaceful incantations I am hearing resonating up to the skies
As our leader who is this person
I am sensing a deity or an energy who is praying to the celestial body do not turn bitter and become worsened
You said a God and here in the Waterloo and does the Supreme King know about this
The last time a God or someone who passed through our sacred waters King David then there was King Solomon then Queen Sheba their presence was a gathering among all Kingdoms that day was a gift
The Supreme King will not know but his Queen would this entity or sacred energy is her shadow
As the sun rises and kisses the seven seas until the darkness surrounds by Moon glow
I could only assume from his Shalom it is a dialect I could not confess nor recite but I know the parchment and I need to gather this Kingdom in case an unnatural occurrence arises if you must know
The Waterloo
Below Sea Level
The Golden Palace
The Queen’s Conference Temple
My Queen I do not mean to intrude or be rude
Well isn’t this a surprise when a handsome King comes and visits his Queen in the middle of a Royal Ladies Council Meeting how can I help you Your Majesty
I am due in meeting I will hold my reservation until much later I will take you naked and naughty and begging for me this Supreme King wants to hear
However in the meantime I have a conference with the Bear King he is being placed in front of his Peers
The Supreme King does not like any surprises are my words clear
I have never set eyes on that Sire, my dear
Ah, the wonders when the mind astral travels to the unknown of my second home away from Heaven
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