Poems of Might and Beauty

By Amin Emilio Aun Joven

I Am the Titan

I am the titan.

When darkness falls when madness rises, I am the titan to fight them all.

I am the titan to quell all fear and suffering. I am the titan to bring order to all chaos. I am the titan to bring peace in sightཀ

I will change what chaos makes for I am the titan and I will make right the endings of doom foretold and break what madness createsཀ

I see the path that I must change for I am the titan and I will make new what has been made.

In sight you will see the fight for I am the titan and you must know that I will not die tonight.

I am the titan for I will bring freedom to all civilians. I will stand with those that are against evil and defeat the villains.

I am the titan and you will know the path.

I am the titan and you will see what I am. I am the titan then you will see that I can.

I am the titan and you will fell what is right. I am the titan and I will fight and save those in need with my might.

I am the titan and you will hear my voice. I am the titan then you will hear my choice.

I am the titan and you will sense my presence against the menace.

I am all and I am none at the same time. I am the son of all heroes, the son of all villains, the son of all warriors, and the balance when needed against malice.

I am the titan and forever I stand before you in your dreams when needed as the Nightmare Hero. I am the warrior in the shadows and in unseen sight. A warrior unlike all before, ready to fight, for all those more, unwilling to give up against the forces of mad, ready to fight, against all that is bad.

The Nightmare Hero

You are the Nightmare Hero.

You have a hero inside you that fights against the ravaging hordes; the nightmare villains that frighten you. I, you, are here to take back the night.

I am your titan; I am the champion to clear your mind. I am your warrior; I am the legend that will stop your nightmares.

I am the savior I am the warrior for your worries. I am the helper I am the healer for your fears.

I have always fought monsters from front and behind but now I need to fight the nightmares in your mind.

I am the blade of your vengeance, the will of your courage. I silence the false truths and lies in your head. I will free you of blame to help you escape your prison, and destroy the shame in your soul.

You will be warm each cold night, while I fight the swarm that gives you fright, giving you courage when the nightmares come.

I will be there to fight your nightmares, destroying the chaos inside you.

I am the silent whisper to quell all your fears. I am the Nightmare Hero to wash away your tears.

I am the righteous warrior to make all evil weep. I am the Nightmare Hero that guards you as you sleep.

I am the calm ocean to make all madness die. I am the Nightmare Hero that protects your mind.

I am the guardian of your dreams and sleep. I kill the hellish foes in your being.

I am the killer of unwelcome demons. I destroy unwelcome thoughts.

I will reverse all that is bad for you. I will repair all your dreams that come out sad, fight away and kill all foes that try to drive you mad. By any means you will survive, win, and stay alive.

The Champion

There is one who can stop the nightmares.

There is one who can right wrongs, a champion, who can alter time so that peace lives long.

I am that champion.

I am the one who can never stay dead.

I am the one who lives on and survives. I am the one who is without form who can strike with infinite power. I am the one who is without weakness for pain only makes me stronger and death makes me invincible.

I am a titan of power, a philosopher of wisdom, and a warrior of freedom.

I am the unconquerable hero that all must hear.

I am a fighter that cannot be denied of my will to live of my passion to overcome, that can only be felt, with the incoming attack.

I am the champion who cannot be defeated by rage, who can never be hurt, by the will of the blade.

These are the things that make me so, that make me defiant against those who think and believe they are gods.

I am the champion of divine retribution who has awakened.

I am the champion of endless strength who has unleashed himself.

I am the champion who is unbound who can never be hindered and is always unfound.

I am the champion of the righteous. I choose my fights wisely so that my enemies always stay dead. I never waver in attack. I am the Nightmare Hero that has no end and is always ready to fight and protect. I am the unconquerable weapon to teach all evil all a lesson. I make those who inflict madness, fear, and rage, feel death, despair, and pain!

Hope and Despair

When the last man has fallen, there is hope for the victor and despair for the loser.

When sin has no restraint, there is hope for the wicked and despair for the just.

When justice knows only truth, there is hope for the righteous and despair for evil.

When all that drives you is the truth, there is nothing so glorious as the divine revealed in your soul, nothing so beautiful as true love fulfilled, and nothing so wonderful as remorse from the unforgivable.

When ignorance falls by the sword, there is nothing so sweet as the revelation revealed, and the hidden unconcealed, for when the cloud is lifted and the lies are destroyed, there no longer remains any power to deceive and corrupt, but only the power of unity and brotherhood. For when the truth is revealed and the sinner distinguished clearly from the saint, none can say we have not hated, but we have hated and loved with the heart. Our hearts are no longer empty, and we may thank God for it. For the age of repentance has begun, and our song will have its day in the son. No longer can the truth be hidden from us anymore. We are one forevermore.

Astray

Even when God leads me astray he leads me on the right path, even when he lies to me he tests me so that I may seek the truth.

God’s misdirection is his guidance, and his half truths and lies are the pathway to finding clarity.

Wealth

What is true wealth? Wealth does not stem from material possessions. My true wealth is my body, mind, and spirit.

My true wealth are my gifts and abilities.

My true wealth is my wisdom.

My true wealth are my virtues.

My true wealth is my true love; my family, wife, and children.

My true wealth are my works, what I leave behind that can be utilized and applied and becomes immortal because it still applies and is the truth.

The Spirit

What is spirit, if not what time and space have no hold on? How can one say they are complete if they are empty inside?

This is wisdom to know to always have your spirit free; the spirit is only bound by the senses.

The spirit is immortal and only the body and mind restrain it. To truly have the spirit free, the body and mind must be able to do all that the spirit can.

Your spirit cannot be bound if your mind is not restrained with the senses. To know this and to apply it is to know yourself.

To be blind to the senses is not ignorance, to be blind to yourself is.

Know Yourself

Obsession is selfish because it causes a person to forsake everything else.

Obsessing over your thoughts is selfish and a sin.

One who knows oneself knows wisdom, for one cannot bring wisdom out from within if one is selfish.

To know oneself one must never fake their emotions or risk being buried in lies.

One must control their thoughts, not let thoughts control them.

Without focus one cannot dictate a course of action if one merely stares at the horizon.

In this way one cannot think or act if one merely allows their mind and body and not their spirit to think and act for them.

The mind and body only react, where as the spirit acts.

You cannot be whole if you only let your body and mind dictate what your spirit does.

You cannot be true or real if you let your emotions and thoughts rule you.

To know and apply this is to overcome the limitations of the body and mind, thoughts and emotions, so as to ascend to the spiritual; to have the spirit unbound.

Do this and you will see things you have never seen, go where you have never gone, know what you have never known, feel what you have never felt, and be what you have never been.

When you sleep, you are closest to achieving this, but you can only do this if you sense nothing, if you feel nothing, and if you think nothing with what is not of the spirit. Know and apply this and you will know yourself.

Taunting

Oh how women long for the love of their men, taunting them to keep them faithful, torturing them with lust to fortify them with fidelity.

Oh women, how you sway and conquer the hearts of men, for the strongest bodies, minds, and spirits are not immune to the spiritual beauty of love embodied in womanly form.

My Time Has Come

My time has come, under the rays of the sun, to be spoken of, by more than one. To be remembered for what I have done.

The long wait, has made me great, so I can be free from all other’s hate. Driving others mad, for all they forsake, keeping others sad, because they are fakes.

The long wait, has helped me grow, by all events, for which to unfold, transpiring around me, for which to be told, to help me on my journey’s road, as I make haste, to reap what I sow, and from the fruits of my labor, break the standard mold.

Skill comes to me because I am without fear, to be forged in my mind with a career, to be hardened with the help of those near and not, to forsake those who are unwilling the hear the voices of blinded seers.

Wisdom comes to me because I am unashamed, to seek help from all who have something useful to say. To grow with will away from those who blame, their own mistakes on I who make my name.

My time has come for all those who wish to hear me and make great the works that will free me, to express myself the way I want people to see me, and made known, by all who wish to meet me.

I am great as my own man, I am made by my own plan, to leave in destiny’s wake a touch of what I am, to leave what I make in the hands of all good women and men.

Power

The only good power is what wisdom we encounter, to make us smarter, with each passing hour.

The only good power is the love that we shower, on only our friends, family and lover.

The only good power that we wish to recover is the wisdom from all ages.

The only good power is the experience we gain, from varied events that are never the same.

The only good power is the knowledge we share, with further generations that are our future heirs.

The only good power is that which is not easily seen by others, but makes all evil fear one’s mighty fists.

The only good power, is that which makes some mighty, by helping others.

The only good power is that which comes from one’s great will, to never be hindered, and solve all problems well.

Power comes from deep within, to expel all demons from one’s verbal chin, to repel all heathens with one’s mighty grin, to compel all heroes that all they have to do is win.

Honor

Honor is what binds the wills of the strong to keep them from doing terrible wrongs.

Honor is in the minds, of those who wish for long, the great things that come from following one’s song.

Honor is the strength that grows every inch, and makes us great, because our integrity will not flinch.

Honor makes us harder so that we can grow stronger, and outlast all evil longer and be heroes forever.

Honor is the blade that will not strike for fame, and will not halt against false shame.

Honor is the rule that halts all from using others as ignorant tools of evil wolves.

Honor is the strength honor is the power, honor is the will that for us the divine showers.

With honor what is right continues.

Forever is honor to keep us from dishonor, away from the horror that chaos harbors.

Beautiful Woman

Woman, their voices are like poetry to me, their yearning is like sweet music to my soul.

Their gentle tantrums are the desire to be noticed, their opposition the desire to be held and cuddled.

How I long for the softness of their bosom and the sweetness of their lips.

I see them everyday, I will make my way to one today, so that I can fall in love and be happy in every way.

Find My Own Way

There are simple things that I know, that others around the world have been told, but I will break these half truths and lies so my destiny will now unfold, and develop confidence, for breaking the standard mold.

Glory

Glory is to be shared, not squandered. God’s glory is best seen when his children can enjoy it.

The glory of God is creation, the glory of war is victory, the glory of life is birth and rebirth, the glory of suffering is triumph, the glory of struggle is overcoming.

What is glory but the nourishment of victory, the triumph after the struggle, the bliss after the pain, the virtue against the vice, the justice against the malice, the honor against the shame, the triumph over the tragedy.

The glory of art, the glory of life, the glory of honorable death, the glory of struggle. Glory is all that comes from the struggle to survive and triumph.

The Will to Write

I see time pass me by, as I explore the corners of my mind, and dream of situations to write of.

The will to write is a skill for the bold, on which amateurs that try to get better, will eventually hold.

The will to write is something that all can grasp a hold of, through our perseverance and commitment, so that our stories will unfold.

Awaken

I awaken to fight another day; I awaken to live in every way. I unleash the warrior inside and outside. I will change this day’s outcome; my greatness will not be undone.

I awaken to the morning light, to fight the decrypt of strife.

I awaken with unconquerable strength. I awaken for the divine conflict, the supreme struggle.

I awaken to all I sense, to fight the demons whence.

I awaken to the challenge of combat, to fight the warriors that attack, to strike my enemies with tact, to be all with one fact.

Now that I have awakened the warrior inside of me, there is no need to shy, from fighting the chaos that lives in and outside.

I awaken with purpose. I awaken from all that is infancy. I awaken from all that is misery, to grasp the glory that is victory.

Dreams

We dream of survival, we dream of revival, to escape the nightmares of today, and go into the blissful future of what may.

We are dream creatures, with ideas that our mind features.

We have dreams of glory, dreams of fury, dreams of beauty, and dreams of duty.

Dreams of our fathers and mothers, dreams of our sisters and brothers, dreams where we seek the love and think of another.

Vengeful dreams, merciful dreams, peaceful dreams, tearful dreams, all stored in the mind at the seams.

Dreams of the proud, who will see our lives as unbound, and always see what is lost as found.

Dreams of the great, dreams that we make, and through our wills create, and with time come to be fate.

These are all the dreams and more that we have in store for our minds galore.

Cherish your dreams, because without them our sanity would unwind.

Once in the deep, good dreams come that we remember when asleep and awake, these are the dreams that you must welcome and keep, this is the type you must cherish and seek, for these few precious dreams are the ones that make life happy when bleak.

There are dreams that are lies and there are dreams that are truths. Let’s have for the rest of our lives dreams that we can all root for.

Pain and Pleasure

Pain and pleasure is the water that makes you grow, and the fire that makes you burn. They are the way we gain what we know, and are how we attain what we learn.

Look at the plants around you; what do they have to teach us about the truth?

Plants are at one with both forces of nature, for they feel neither. The fire allows for new growth, the water allows for growth to continue. Without fire we would not have room to expand, without water we would die without care. Combine fire and water, and you see that the cool outweighs heat in most cases. But change the water into steam, and it boils away at whatever it touches. Change the fire into ash and what has been burned nourishes the earth once again.

To have too much pleasure is to succumb to pain, to have too much pain is to succumb to death and renewal and life once more. Pain is how we gain strength, and pleasure is how we keep gaining it.

Defeat

Defeat can be a tool for the weak, a tool for the strong, and a tool for the beaten.

You can’t become strong without a beating.

You can’t become educated without being a weakling.

Hero

The greatest heroes are the ones that become legends, because of the greatest tragedies that have not happened that they have stopped, because of the smallest inhumanities that they have been vigilant against and sought, because of the greatest villains that we know of whose plans have gone to rot.

What Do You Seek

What do you seek, from the twilight that is before you?

Do you seek what you have, or what you only crave?

Do you want what can be yours, or what can only be gained?

Or do you need what is yours to receive, because with it you will do your deeds?

Seek glory without shame. Seek charity without greed. Seek all of these, but remember that some things fade away.

You are remembered for who you are, what you have done, and most importantly what you leave behind.

You are not what you want, but what you seek, not what you take, but what you give. You are what you need, what is in your fate.

Seek only what you need, for with need comes the path, the path away from all distractions, to lead you on towards destiny. For glory stems from actions, not from vices, not from all that you call riches. It stems from what is in front of you, what you leave behind, for those that follow you.

There is only one true glory, one true immortality; it is the survival of what is created, what is left to be painted, on the tapestry of life that seeks to go on for generations. Survival is immortality.

The Voice

All of us tune in to the same channel and are hooked up to the same switch panel. We cannot escape the inspiration that lies inside our minds nor deny the ideas we find.

All of this is attributed to the voice, the muse that speaks to us, when we need it to.

The voice is always with us whether we listen or not. It is a guide for creation.

It speaks to us whether asleep or awake. Some seek to ignore its existence and the muse passes them by. The voice is synchronized with all who are good now and for the rest of time. The voice speaks to us through myth and when we speak, think, and dream. The voice lives on in myth and life.

The voice speaks to us, so all for one we find the answer one and all.

It speaks to us, musings of knowledge and wisdom, musings of beauty and gladness, musings of glory and grandness.

Those who ignore it will not gain skill. Those who find it will know what to do. Those who know it will learn to speak through it.

All will hear a grand voice that comes out clear and be revered as if it were a seer.

A voice of a thousand ages can be echoed in voices and pages, and can be seen by the hero with all faces, to reveal the truth of the wisdom of the sages for all that live now and for future generations.

Killing Machine

Servos move guns fire, enemies die soon I never tire.

Glory for the machine is glory for the warrior inside.

With endless power standing like an infinite tower, I fight and destroy all my enemies and glower over their remains and defeated minds because of their antiquities.

There is nothing they can do but die so soon from my mighty bombs and fearing my metal palms, as I smash into their wounded chests, to rip out and twist their flesh and take out their beating motors to make them fall like iron supporters.

There are so many that call themselves killing machines but there are so few that can truly fight with glee.

I will fight them until my death with all of my fury, as I am a killing machine of unwavering duty.

Commando

All my enemies lie in a straight line. I’ll mow them down with my mini-gun till their heads are mine.

I am the commando they send into battle to do their bidding; I am the commando with enemies to tackle and carry out killings.

I hunt my enemies down until there are none to fight me, until there are none in sight of me.

Put that chicken gun down and fight me with your bare hands, pick that stupid knife up, and I’ll stick it into your glands.

All my foes deserve to die. There is no need to hide for I’ll find you in time and make you see your insides.

I am the commando of death and pain. I am the commando of glory and fame. I am the commando who will gain by kicking your ass and taking your name!

The Gleam

No one but my allies notice the gleam in my eye that reveals all in my mind. No one notices the plans I have made that cannot from memory ever fade. No one realizes what I will become when I break the rules and have standards undone.

But one day all will see the gleam for what it is to have my mind seen for what it gives. You will one day see what the gleam shows to give and display all that it knows.

The gleam in my mind hides all inside to be revealed while I’m alive in time.

Need

All through life we need, all through life we heed, planning ahead what’s to come with seeds, forsaking what has come when of this earth we leave.

There is no burning desire but what we need, there is no heart on fire but when we lead. There is no sin to reconcile when we heed. There is no measure of denial when we deceive.

Needs are what make us want the most in life, needs can make us suffer wrongs through life. Basic needs should always be fulfilled; whims full desires should never go un-killed.

Ask only for what you need to survive. If joy is plentiful then there is no shame to hide. Ask only for what you need in your mind, the joy of company, to expel the pain inside.

Ask only for what you need without crime, a guiltless need is worth no penny or dime.

There will always be need, there will always be pain, from which anyone can make money and gain. But there are some needs that we can do without; no need for me to list them out. They are the needs that others shout; in vain these needs are without their own mouths.

Live with what you need, if you have more then learn to give, if you have less then learn to agree, if you have enough then learn to be happy.

Purpose

Purpose is the one thing we cannot do without; purpose is the one thing that out of life sprouts.

If you have nothing your purpose is to survive, if you have everything your purpose is to make you and others feel alive.

If you have something your purpose is to affect yourself and others, because at death’s end, we are all mothers, sisters, and brothers.

Without the purpose of life there would be nothing for to fight. Without the purpose of life there would be nothing to escape survival’s plight.

Some of us go beyond purpose and do deeds that are great and grand, and affect the overall master plan.

Wisdom

Wisdom, the time that makes the mind grow. Wisdom, the signs that make the mind know. Wisdom is the calmer to all strife.

The wisdom that the mind knows is the lesson that is learned alone. Those who share the wisdom for all, are those whose legends never fall.

All wisdom is already known, by the sages of the past, by the legends of the old, by our God as foretold.

Wisdom that is forgotten is wisdom that is remembered. The past cannot be begotten the future cannot come unfettered.

Time provides wisdom, wisdom provides insight. The spirit’s light knows freedom, while the darkness in souls knows plight.

There is so much we can learn from wisdom, there is so much we can learn from within and without.

Master of Everything

I’m not a jack of all trades I’m a master of everything. I’m not afraid of any game I’m an expert at playing them. I know all, I see all, to be ahead of all the rest. You wouldn’t want to know everything like me. It would drive you insane to know what plans I have in store for me. Knowing everything ahead of time is not really bad and not a crime.

Those who can’t see past themselves dwell in their minds in their own hell. Those who see everything for what it is know the way of things out and in. But those who glimpse the realm of what is yet real see their futures unconcealed, prepare for events to ensure the progress of the wheel, and know what to do to succeed in any field.

Never underestimate the power of misconceptions, because of this all plans work perfectly without detection.

To the ones not blinded by the present, the mind always knows things that haven’t or yet hasn’t.

To be aware of what is yet to come, is a curse to many and a sin for some. But to be aware of what may, is a reward that shines bright everyday.

Be aware and you will see beyond the senses, be aware and you will be near a divine presence.

Weakness

Some do not see the strength in the weakness, but it is there to be attained, to be unleashed.

Weakness is strength to those who need it the most.

How does one turn weakness into strength? By acknowledging it as a weakness, and willing it into an advantage.

Sometimes what is exalted as an advantage and what is forsaken as meekness or a flaw are in fact the opposite.

Advantage without weakness is true disadvantage, advantage with weakness is true strength.

Peace

Peace within you peace within me. The peace we seek is the freedom we wish to gain.

Love without age health without pain, is an illusion from which no one gains. There is such a thing as freedom from war, it is death and rebirth, and we gain it when we have lived our life’s path.

Peace in the mind is greater that peace in the body. Peace in the body is greater than peace all about.

Peace for everyone is a magical wish on which we all seek to attain. Peace does not exist at all times but it does exist when victory arises and justice triumphs.

Respect

Just because we hate one another doesn’t mean we can’t respect one another.

God respects those that show respect for him in all of his various forms and for others that they hate.

Show respect and you earn respect.

You can’t earn respect by corrupting.

You can’t earn respect by mocking.

You can’t earn respect by assuming.

You can’t earn respect by believing.

You can’t earn respect by thinking.

You CAN earn respect by knowing.

What Is, Was, and always Will Be

The devils, hell, and demons are in the lies, details, and distractions.

God, heaven, and angels are in the truths, whole, and focus.

Evil is the ignorance and misunderstanding we have from madness.

Good is the knowledge and wisdom we gain from myth and truth.

Evil is chaos and doom.

Good is balance and survival.

Life is good. Life is myth.

The Good

The good want balance over chaos, righteousness over malice, and peace over madness.

The good want freedom from oppression by the few, liberty for those in need, and justice against the unjust.

The good want truths over lies, understanding over ignorance, and wisdom and knowledge over stupidity and fallacy.

The good honor their lover and truth, for without either corruption would ensue.

The good obey the laws of the just, while evil prefers chaos and anarchy over order and harmony.

I've always known who the good are, and so will all those who need to.

Pushers

Pushers, they’re all around, they think they own this world. They don’t know jack, because without their influence they got nothing to hack. They try to feed on the innocent of life. They’re living a lie if they think they can do that without being seen by our eyes.

They try to push you to do things you wouldn’t, say things you wouldn’t, feel things you wouldn’t, see and hear things that you wouldn’t, all while making their intentions as subtle and unseen as possible.

Impulse is their weapon of choice. The only way to defeat impulse is with passiveness. Passiveness overcomes impulse and allows for the illusion to be revealed. Once you know where the illusion comes from you can strike back.

Don’t be a pawn of the wicked; let the wills of the just overcome the wills of the unjust.

Tormentors

Tormenters are demons who spread their madness with their voices inside your head.

They’ll try to take away your true voice and leave you in a state of madness.

They try to make you hear them, listen to them, obey them, respect them; they deserve none of that.

Control and emotions are their weapons. They judge you as if their voice were yours, telling you that everything that you don’t do for them is wrong. They’ll try to make you feel emotions that you shouldn’t. They’ll try to drain you of your passion, for without your passion they’re dead.

Keep your cool in the heat of battle; let them get angry not you. Take away their passion and yours from them. Drive them mad instead of you. Let all their anger they project at you pass through and out of you.

Listen to the voices of reason, understanding, wisdom, knowledge, and sanity. Never listen to the voices of emotion or madness.

There is only one true voice, and it’s your own not anyone else’s. Don’t let them separate your true self from you. You know who you are. No one can conquer him who is without anger.

Diseasers

Diseasers are monsters that carry a special power, the power to inflect sickness and death. They’ll try to drain the life force out of you and leave you without strength.

They hate light and water, the two things that breed life. If they hate them then you know who they are.

They try to grasp you with their hands, but without their hands they cannot inflict their vermin on your spirit. Sever their hands and their power leaves them.

Be free from those that shy away from life, be free from those that exist to end it with death. Know who the diseasers are by how they react to life. Know how to attack them and you will always win the fight.

Enemies and Friends

There will always be enemies, but I will always have friends.

I can always trust my enemies to try to corrupt and destroy. And I can always trust myself and my friends to find a way to beat them.

I can always trust my enemies because by hurting me they make me stronger, and by tricking me they make me wiser.

Between and Both

It’s not always one or the other; sometimes it’s both and neither.

It’s not always yes or no, its yes and no.

It’s not always all or nothing, its all and nothing.

Its not always one thing, its everything and nothing.

Its not always one way, its every way and no way.

Not everything is absolute, not everything is changing, not everything is constant, not everything is staying.

Not every truth real, not every lie fake, not everything permanent, and not everything without change.

Not every symbol literal, not every speech sane, not every meaning figurative, not all chaos insane.

Madness controlled, truth in lies, reality in fiction, fantasy in truth, sanity in chaos, madness in stability.

No extreme is always right, but what is in between and both may stand true again and again.

Survival over victory, survival over death. Eccentricity over madness and sanity, metaphor over truth and lies.

Spirit in dreams and life. Reality in dreams and night. Those who assume that only extremes are right are doomed never to see the light.

Fighting

When I move I don’t just see what is in front of me, I see what is behind me, to my sides, to my front, to my top, and to my bottom.

When you move, do not just strike at one place, strike at two or many places.

When you move left move right at the same time, when you think left think right at the same time, when you fight one way fight every way at the same time. When you attack in one direction attack in the opposite direction, attack in many directions, attack in all directions.

Be creative in your techniques, for the greatest technique you can learn to master is to be without technique.

Listening

God speaks to us through the little voice, the lowest and farthest level of awareness. Sometimes we hear him better through our dreams, sometimes we hear him better while awake. At all times you hear him he speaks to you with truth and tests you with lies.

An Army of One

Against all odds, I stand before the raging masses, I stand to fight the raging hordes, I live to die and be reborn every time against the armies of hob.

I will not give an inch and I will not stand by and flinch.

Yes I can win a war.

An army of one can stop the terrible hordes, can stop them before they enter our minds to bore, and prevent them from destroying our lives forever more.

One warrior can, one great man, can overcome the odds, with one great plan, can fight back the advancing forces, and drive them back into the death of quicksand.

This is my power, to have all evil undone.

This is my strength, of an army of one, to attack, and always win.

This is my glory as an army of one, to attack with great fury, until there are none.

I am an army of one, and I will take back victory from the brink. I am an army of one and I will defeat the forces of evil with my strength.

I am an army of one, and I can break through any barrier, and make my life and others, all the merrier.

Yearning

Oh how woman yearn for love, yearn for joy, yearn for care, yearn to be noticed, and yearn for life.

Their yearning is sweet music to which little boys shy away from, but take heart men for it can heal your mind when you listen to them. It fills you with satisfaction to hear them yearn, if fills you with completion and acceptance.

Don’t shy away from yearning and you will witness and feel one of life’s simple pleasures.

Nightmares

Nightmares are made to be conquered not torment us.

Kill the nightmares: conquer the fear, conquer the rage, conquer the madness, conquer the guilt, conquer the sadness, conquer the shame, conquer the blame, conquer the doubt, conquer all that try to destroy the sanctuary of your mind and soul.

How will you know when you’ve killed a nightmare? When nightmares die they die real deaths.

Healers

Healers are dreams of pleasure and bliss. Think of them as people and you’ll get the gist.

Healers are like a river of life, with endless joy to give the wounded and in plight.

How do you become a healer you say? Learn that a gentle touch is all you need and a careful mind that gives.

Care for the sick and dying by seeing the sickness in them, care for the sick and crying and comfort them with a gentle grasp.

Gladiators

Many enter the arena, and find that their lives are about to end, they discover that victory is not forever, and to Hell they wish their enemies to send.

Blood, sweat, pain, bone. Many will die and remain unknown. Those few that have their names echoed through eternity, are truly blessed with invincibility, will sample the female fruit of virginity, and always live with revered infamy.

Two or many enter, few or one leave, battles in the mind that live forever, only through stories do we see, the great epitome of blood and battle, that is our lifelong song and creed. Only through mimicry and imitation, do we see a deathless representation that of our ancestors screamed and cried, and now their decedents rejoice and sigh; the endless violence that makes us deaf in the mad silence.

Gladiators you are the embodiment of sportsmanship for without death how can you take the wine of victory and truly sip?

Gladiators you are what makes us cry and scream, for blood without violence would not be worthy of us to dream.

Gladiators you are the true warriors of yesterday, to be echoed and seen in the battles of today, to be cherished and weaned for children in plays, and to be nurtured and dreamed in battles that may.

Mindslayer

I kill nightmares, the demons of dreams, the tragedies that occur to the innocent and righteous, the madness that threatens to destroy the soul.

Enemies behind me, enemies in front of me, tragedies to prevent, tragedies to fight against. Madness to destroy, madness to vanquish with passion, rationality, and self control.

So many nightmares in this world and the next, so many nightmares to prevent, so many nightmares that the mind cannot comprehend, all that is left is to fight to the end.

I kill nightmares. They’re in most places to be seen, all you have to do is look at what with the eyes can not be grasped, but with the soul can be attacked.

Don’t fear the nightmares for all nightmares are fiction, only their pain is real. Once you destroy their lies as I do, destroy the tragedies as I do, then you will know the truth.

The Ultimate Warrior

The strengths of all, the weaknesses of none, lies in the hands, of a warrior that of all is the son.

The power of all, in a warrior of one, the lives of all, in the son of sons.

There is an ultimate warrior out there that stands alone.

The flame of righteousness, the flame of wrath, lies in the one that knows when to attack, resides in one that knows the call of the path.

If this warrior does exist, he will be known in the minds that live. He will be felt in the hearts that give. He will be heard in the ears that listen. He will be seen in the eyes of wisdom, remembered in the realm of fiction, living in the realm of creation, unless destruction calls him to the arms of battle against sin, forever to reside in the realm of life that we live in.

Struggle

God made me weak so that I would be strong,

made me fear so I would have courage,

made me despair so I would have resolve,

made me lose so I would win,

made me suffer so I would know bliss,

made me feel pain so I would know pleasure,

made me hear lies so I would know truth,

made me mad so I would have sanity,

made me experience chaos so I would have balance,

made me know evil so I would know good,

made me hate so I would know love,

made me merciless so I would know mercy,

made me selfish so I would be selfless,

made me careless so I would be careful,

made me make mistakes so I would make right and learn,

and made me struggle so I would triumph.

Gifts

I speak to you in symbols now, what gifts do you take; The ones that are found lost, or that others forsake?

Gifts are those given by God, to those in need, to those who need it.

Gifts are those that some take away from others with fighting for fighting’s sake.

Gifts are those that through practice, training, and patience, are used without effort.

Cherish your gifts, do not squander them, do not neglect them. Use them whenever there is a need. Use them to help others when the time heeds.

Passiveness

Passiveness is the soul of wisdom, therefore silence is wisdom.

Anticipation and Expectation

Anticipation is the promise of fulfillment, while expectation is the wish of fulfillment.

As we learn more and know more, less will be expected and more will be anticipated.

Is it better to anticipate then to expect?

Anticipation is more certain, while expectations may fail to be satisfied.

Learn to anticipate what is ahead of you to welcome it with open arms, instead of expecting what you want to happen that may not.

We get what we need not always what we want.

Stupidity

Experiences can sometimes be flawed, for not all experiences stand the test of time. We learn from experience what mistakes to avoid. Some fear mistakes because they believe mistakes equal failure and death. Mistakes are not mistakes, but with only success you can never learn of the path.

Stupidity is to deny experience the chance to dictate your actions, to perform a new action without fear of consequence. Children are born with this innate nature, for they do not know of borders or boundaries, that is why they flourish and grow, for their youth and innocence allows their imaginations to flow.

If you want your passion to grow, if you want to succeed in gaining a vision, if you want to test the value of everyone and everything, then you must deny the fear that comes from mistakes and take an action denied by rules. A mistake without death is a safe mistake, a mistake without punishment is a shameless mistake. A mistake of tiny steps leads to larger leaps in your passion, for with passion your spirit will grow.

Truth

How we struggle to find the truth among the lies, how we struggle to unravel the mysteries of the universe, how we struggle against false beliefs that wish to destroy us and half truths that wish to blind us.

Truths come in all forms, some from chaos, some from reason, some from doing malice, some from doing justice, some from triumph, some from failure. You can learn more truths from mistakes than from perfection. You can learn more truths from suffering than from bliss.

God makes us suffer so that we will know what is right and wrong, what is evil and good, and what is wisdom and ignorance.

God tells us enough to survive, and lies about what he wishes us to overcome. To overcome is to discover the real truth behind the half truth or lie, to discover is to evolve, to evolve is to triumph, for truth reveals God’s true intentions and plans.

Do not believe everything, know it, do not assume anything, test it, do not confide in everything, examine it, do not accept anything, analyze it.

Discover the truths that are real and still apply, discover the truths that are fake or have ceased to pertain. At any time there are truths that are real, but with the passage of time only absolute truth stands the test of the wheel.

Justice

The guilty set free, the victim’s cries unheard.

Sins go unpunished, when you have power, fame, or wealth. Who can fight against the law’s shame? Who has true righteousness if judges are unjust?

No one strikes back for fear of retribution. No on attacks because of fame’s adoration.

Righteousness does not stem from laws it comes from the heart. Justice should not be blind when seeing crimes in the dark. What is justice if not to punish when the truth is unveiled? What is justice if not to right wrongs when the crime is revealed?

What gives strength to the wronged, but to see the wicked fall? What gives strength to the wicked, but to see their crimes uncalled?

What is needed for righteousness to be carried out, is to have commitment to what is true, rational, and right from the start.

Glorious Battle

Why is the struggle so beautiful? Why does the battle call to me, yearning me to the divine fight? Why is the pain so sweet, the torment so blissful, the emotion so passionate?

I will tell you the secret for why some of us love to fight: only when we are so close to death do we truly feel alive.

Only when we know what’s at stake, are we full of life.

Only when we feel the passion to destroy, do we feel justified. Only when we strike back, do we feel complete.

When I battle I am at peace with the violence at peace with the rage; my mind is full of silence my mind is empty of pain.

Battle glorious battle! Without the fruit of war there would be no life.

Passion

It’s the passion that makes you live, it’s the passion that makes you die.

It’s the passion that gives you the drive, it’s the passion that makes you fly.

It’s the passion that makes you kill, the passion that makes you love, the passion that gives you joy, the passion that makes you sad.

My pain is my bliss, my pleasure is my salvation, my struggle is my ecstacy.

Without passion you have no life, with too much passion you dwell in madness and death.

What is the secret to passion you ask? What gives you passion drives your passion, what takes it away, takes your life away.

Know what gives and destroys your passion. Knowing these things lets you have control over them and yourself.

Righteousness

Oh God,

Grant me righteousness so that I may slay the wicked, grant me justice so that I may destroy those who sin. Grant me clarity so that I may know good from bad, right from wrong, always.

Amen.

Humble

Thank you oh lord All Mighty, for the pain you have made me suffer to make me humble, for the sacrifices you have made me endure to make me noble, for the virtue you have made me attain to make me just and true. Forever yours and the people’s servant in this life and the next.

Amen.

The Good Fruit

So many different kinds of fruit.

Some rotten, some sour, some sweet, some tangy. They all come from trees, their qualities being the same as their works.

Whose fruit is the best you say? The best fruit varies according to the era in which it is born or made. The fruit that tastes the best overcomes the tough weather, survives the suffering of summer and the tragedy and loneliness of winter. The good fruit knows where to fall from the tree, where to plant its roots and prosper.

Such is the quality of the good fruit. The good fruit knows where to offer its works so that those who wish to taste of it can receive of its sweetness, and know that what it brings forth is the best.

Evolution

How do we excel, on our own or with God? Both is the best way. We cannot rely on God to do what we must for ourselves. However we must depend on him to do what we cannot.

God gives us gifts, and with those gifts we must make more gifts and find new uses for those gifts. Turn what can be used for one thing to be used for many things.

Many believe because of the way we are now, because of the what we have now, that he doesn’t want us to be like him. The truth is that God wants us to work with what we have and what he gives us to make ourselves like him: in body, in spirit, in mind, and in character.

God does not wish us to be denied of his glory but rather to match it and excel over his. That is what pleases him the most.

Sleep

When the sun sets, when the night grows, the body’s toll has taken its hold.

We sleep each night, away from all sight, so that our minds and bodies heal for the next day’s life.

What will the next day hold in store? Maybe something new and different to make us live some more.

Battle of the Titans

Two giants fight to the bitter end, neither giving up nor backing down to defend.

How will history and art remember this battle of battles?

With all their passion they strike at each other, wielding their mighty swords into their flesh, to destroy their spirits and hurl each other into hellish depths.

No mortal can survive their mighty blows, no one can overcome their mighty voices, which render spirits asunder.

For days and days it goes on, battles upon battle, death upon death. Neither side yielding to avoid defeat. Their passion is all that keeps them going, their hatred for each other fuels their desire to succeed.

The Evil One’s madness for war is unbound, unhindered by logic and totally unsound. The Righteous One knows not who or for what reason he fights, battling on end with all of his might.

They weaken and strengthen themselves with each other’s pain. Few can see which one will gain.

At last the truth is revealed of the Evil One’s restraint and control. She holds back the Righteous One so that his destiny will not unfold.

At last the Righteous One will strike with wrath, on her who has oppressed him and meddled in his path.

He sings his battle song loud and clear, freed from his restraints as the crowd cheers.

He holds nothing back to defeat her who has denied him the throne, given to him at birth, by the living creator of old.

A thousand blows as one he strikes, rendering her spirit asunder in this fight.

She denied him his love, she denied him his life. She denied him his wisdom, she denied him his truth, she denied his people, she denied the righteous, she denied the innocent, she denied the creator. She denied all to keep herself and those who worshiped her alive, knowing full well her actions were a crime.

Now he strikes, with righteous anger unquelled, striking her down every moment he yells.

Her flesh seers, the pain is too great, his voice can be heard over all lands and lakes.

They see the image, they see it clearly, his brightness shines through, her darkness nearing.

She tries to hold him back, to restrain him once again, hoping to smash him into oblivion’s end.

They clash; a perfect moment to see, both angrier than ever as their eyes meet. Lightning from their swords echoes the world over, thunder from their hearts can be heard through the crowd’s screams.

Again and again, he strikes he strikes, not letting this battle end, not letting her fight his light.

She knows not what to do, she knows not how to win. Doom nears closer, as her flesh burns from within.

This is the last straw, this is the last game, knowing full well there is nothing left to gain.

She cannot hold on, she cannot hold him back, all these years she has prevented his attack. Now she is dying, now she is dead, her inner light fading, fills her with dread.

One more push, one more ache, to free himself of this miserable fake, of this woman who holds his good name.

He keeps on going, he keeps on fighting, not knowing when to stop, not caring about what surrounds him.

Fire upon fire, as they fight through the depths of Hell, nearing the Lake of fire that will sound Death’s bell.

Her powers fading, her rage waning, for anger without reason can no longer sustain her spirit from fading.

He holds nothing back, knowing deep inside she has wronged him throughout his life. All the lies, all the diversions, all the false hatred imposed on this virgin, can no longer deny him of what is his to claim, what has been handed down by the creator to be gained.

One last strike, one last hit, to cut her down and finish her from within. It’s over for her, she sees it clearly, the day is here, she has hated so dearly.

No one will save her, no one can, for her sins have angered God and corrupted the land.

She stands on a cliff, the lake of fire below awaits her arrival.

The Righteous One strikes twice, two blows that sever her limbs and life.

She falls to the fire, flames engulf her whole, such is the fate of all who have denied him his throne.

He knows her name, he knows who she was, the one full of wicked evil, who denied him his love.

Now he knows who he is, now he will no longer forgive. The sins of his enemies will burn them from within.

They cheer his name, for he has won, at last The Chosen One has come.

No he is living, now his people will win, his voice will burn those who sin.

They can no longer hide the truth from us anymore, God has come, and his sovereignty is restored.

They worshiped lies, they worshiped a false god, hoping that oblivion and peace would come to them at last. Now they know, the truth has come out, The Chosen One will strike them down with every shout.

Freedom restored, truth reigns supreme. God lives in us again and those who deceived us will no longer rule with malice and glee.

Let all remember the battle of the titans, for on this day civilization was freed of the lies that held us bound. Let all remember the Righteous One, for because of his suffering he overcame and won.

The Spiritual Heaven, The Physical Heaven

What is heaven like, have any of you gained a glimpse of it? If you faint you’ll surely have been surrounded by its light.

The spiritual heaven is for those who have died for their beliefs and shown true integrity. The physical heaven is for those that have overcome all trials and evolved themselves in all ways.

The spiritual heaven is already here, being filled with the righteous, faithful, and true.

The physical heaven awaits us at the end of this universe’s existence, to be revealed to those that have surpassed their inequities in the eyes of God.

Will I see you there in the physical heaven? Only time will tell if your works bear good fruit.

Overcoming

How does one excel above their pain, their troubles, their flaws, their tragedies?

God places obstacles before us so that we may evolve and develop our character. It is character which God values most in people, because with great character comes great works.

Life without pain, suffering, struggle, and obstacles would be meaningless if you had nothing to test the integrity of your character.

When you overcome, you evolve all aspects of yourself. To overcome is the greatest joy of life for once you do, what troubles you will no longer cause strife.

The Mighty Ten-Thousand

The armies of the King of Evil numbered in at twenty-thousand. The King of Righteousness needed the strongest soldiers to serve him in his battle.

He called upon ten-thousand of the fiercest soldiers he could find, men loyal to his cause and to God. Three he chose to be generals. While he himself would lead the assault.

The night was long, with darkness throughout, the King readied himself and his warriors, as they set about to strike at their mortal enemies.

Ten-thousand against twenty-thousand, two against one. Never have the stakes been higher, never has the glory been so divine.

They struck and struck, smashing the wicked to pieces, the mighty ten-thousand would not be denied of righteousness on this night.

Illusions and deceptions the enemies of God used, trying to suppress the wills of the just and true. The ten-thousand soldiers and avengers would not be denied.

Children of neighboring villages watched the battle go on for the whole night. Never had they seen such fury, such fight.

They kept on attacking two against one, their mighty king would not be denied of their defeat. He set out a plan to fight as never had been fought before. Fighting separately and united, to be able to conquer any force.

Fire, brimstone, lightning reigned throughout the battle. As the King of Righteousness helped his warriors tackle their oppressors with skill and cunning. Thousands upon thousands waged war against the myriad. God helped them for retribution was theirs on this night.

The evil ones could not hold back the wills of those that had suffered under their fists. They had been too long denied of life, having been oppressed from within. The enemy continued on and on to overcome their skill, but the mighty ten-thousand had learned from their king well.

Such was great the anger of the beasts, for they could not overcome those who had been denied of strength for so long.

They used knowledge and wisdom to enact malice against the just and true, not knowing the day would come when they would suffer under the hands and swords of those they sought to fool.

What can the wicked do when fate turns against them? They who have denied would be denied, they who sought to make the good ignorant would become ignorant, they who sought to turn the world to chaos would be destroyed by chaos, they who sought to be glorified as gods would be rendered impotent and dead and be forever forgotten.

At last the mighty ten-thousand were over-coming the odds with their chosen King. They struck into the souls of those who had no light to breath.

Spirit after spirit of the evil ones fell, the mighty ten-thousand would strike them down and send them to Hell.

To Hell they would go and in misery they would dwell, for their ignorance would not allow them to excel.

Oh how the wicked have fallen this night, how those that have been denied have fought for what is right, how the innocent who dream have seen their brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers, teachers and leaders, and heroes and saviors fight around the world, for their memories will never be stricken of these words.

From twenty to ten, from ten to five, from five to one-thousand. At last there is no hope for the wicked who lust for evil.

It is done, none are left standing anywhere anymore. Their minds are empty, their gifts are all void. The spirits of the wicked have not life in their bodies. They are empty shells that can no longer hold on anymore.

Their Kingdom has come, their God is just, faithful, and true. They have been denied so long of the love of their heavenly father and mother.

The children of this age will echo this battle in their stories and art. They shall not forget those who have fallen before this, and those that live on to fight for them and their children’s children.

Imagination

To will it is to know it, to know it is to sense it. To create is to forge fiction from chaos and randomness, to imagine is to forge fiction into reality. See what you want to see, hear what you want to hear, change what you want to change. To imagine is to make dreams come true by your will alone, to create is to let chaos and randomness from all wills shape your dreams. Imagine and your dreams can come true, Imagine and what is fiction can be made whole from spirit and mind into matter.

Love

To lust for her as she lusts for you, to covet her as she covets you, to desire her as she desires you.

The expression of love through art is not selfish so long as you let others feel how you feel; covet the love itself, not the lovers. Covet the joy that comes from the art, not the art itself.

To covet only your soul mate is a test of your fidelity, those who succeed are truly blessed with integrity.

Queen of Queens

I will not be distracted, I will not be deterred, from making my wife know me, and understand my yearn.

This poem is for you my queen, to make you know that I only covet and desire you, for all other things are material, next to your glowing light of truth.

Your wisdom is flawless, your beauty is eternal. You are a queen among women, as I am a king among men. Our riches are not material, but based on spiritual wealth and the kingdom above. I yearn for you every night, my Queen of Queens, my star that shines in my sight.

I cannot deny you, I cannot restrain my love, my respect only controls me, for I covet your longing hug.

Truth is your virtue, wisdom is your grace, beauty is your gift, here now and in the next plane.

You are my Queen of Heaven, you are the women whose soul shines so bright. Let your light shine on my darkness, and illuminate me to find your kiss every night.

You are my Queen of Queens, for without your love I cannot feel whole as a king. Let none deny you of my love, let your joy be my glee.

The Deeper Self

There is the awareness of the self, the awareness of others and dreams, the awareness of the body and mind, and the awareness of God. But beyond all four aspects of awareness of the spirit is the deeper self, the part that transcends time, space, matter, and even death. The deeper self guides you to do God’s will, whether you realize it or not.. You cannot be complete unless you serve the Lord Almighty; even evil has to have a purpose to live besides malice.

The deeper self knows what God wills of it, it knows what to do and when to do it. Only with a heightened awareness of God can it, you, truly feel content in serving God and fulfilling your purpose. The deeper self communicates to you through thoughts and signs. The more aware of God you are, the more content you will be in serving God, in serving the people, in serving your children, in serving your soul mate, in serving yourself.

Everything through Everything else

I see everything through everything else. I see the mystery revealed in the eyes of others and what others have felt.

I know what lies ahead by seeing what lies behind. I know the future by seeing what hides in the mind. The truth is inside to be revealed by what’s outside. The truth of the mind, lies in what transpires in time.

See what is before to be inspired to see what is ahead. Being closed to the external will not reveal what is internal. Be open to the past to see the solution to the future in the present.

The Rock

What is integrity, but what keeps inequity and sin at bay. What is fidelity, but what keeps unfaithfulness away.

Where does strength come from, the body, the mind? No the spirit. Only those who do not care for the weakness of the body or the fragileness of the mind can know what it means to be without negative.

You do not become a rock by being fragile or weak. Fragileness and weakness is a state of selfishness. Be unselfish and you will know that joy can be derived from the greatest of pain.

Inside and Outside

Live outside, be passive.

Inside you can only nourish yourself from within, while outside you can nourish yourself from without and within.

You cannot appreciate what is outside and inside if you only notice what is inside.

To look only inwards leads to selfishness. To look outwards to find what is inside leads to clarity and virtue.

To look inwards is to reflect on the past and to imagine the future. To look outwards is to see the future and past transpire around you.

You cannot live on just the spirit alone. Those who believe that what they see with the spirit is more real and true than what they see with their own eyes are doomed never to be aware of themselves or what is around them. They are the true losers in life for they are not alive, but dead inside. Do not be dead, be alive. Notice the world, notice God around you, notice people, notice actions, notice dialogue. Do not notice what comes from the mind, but what comes outside into the mind. Don’t live inside your mind.

The Heart

Some say when you make a choice that you should follow your heart, but do you know what that means?

The heart is the link between the soul and the spirit. The soul is wise where as the spirit is young. The soul speaks to the spirit through the heart and thus you know the will of God by what the voice inside tells you.

Look deep inside to know what the heart feels, or else you may be deceived by the illusions of the spirit.

Judge with the heart what you see with the spirit to not be deceived by illusions.

Know the heart and all your choices will be true to your nature.

The Iron Samurai

I have looked to the beyond for a fight that will satisfy me, all I have found is the fury of battles in eternity.

Look for my blade and you will find skill, search for the will to go on still. Know who I am and you will find peace, do what I ask and you will not be the least.

Those who seek the blade of the Iron Samurai, will taste death and rebirth in their life’s time.

Do not deny the yearning for war inside of you, there are other ways besides the loss of limb to quell the fire that burns for youth. Look to the pen instead of the sword, look to the beauty of life instead of the beauty of war. For when you cannot satisfy the desire to fight you must quell it with a love for life.

Time

You are not a slave to time, but are a servant to the wills of those around you and to God.

You do not own time, anymore than you own the body which your soul inhabits, for your body will one day die and your soul will pass to another.

You are to make the most of time for yourself, and to serve others and God as best you can. Service to others is a reward in itself.

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