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Our Living Creator



Some people think that there is no Creator?
Then the very same people become a Creator hater?
But how do you hate something that does not exist?
They curse, they ridicule, they condemn and they hiss
The understanding of the concepts, and the plain Truth they have missed

I was once one, that regarded all religious books as a sham
That the story of a saviour was nothing but a scam
I was out searching, for the reasons for all the hurt that I feel and I see
For the answers to the questions, that kept bothering me

I began to read up on all subjects, which I hadn't heard before
And it took me on a journey, there were topics galore
I've had many strange experiences, of which I just could not explain?
Like seeing lights outside my window, that was neither a helicopter or plane?
I was lured into all that mysticism, and I found myself falling into a schism

I got sucked into all the "New Age" philosophy
Thought I was in control, and could be whatever I wanted to be
During that time, something weird and strange was afoot
Something was not right, I could feel it in my gut
I didn't understand the unseen powers of the symbols, of the tools that I used
I was having many strange supernatural experiences
Which left me scared and confused

No one understood me, or the thoughts in my head
Or the retelling of my dreams I had, whilst I slept in my bed
Or the relaying of my nightmares, and the strange marks upon my knee
The dream about the vampire, who laughed at me with glee
So; years later I began to wonder, what those scriptures were all about
Which made the masses flip out, and made the street preachers shout
So I started on a new page, and began to read the Quran
And most of the religious teachings, gathering as much info as I can
Hoping to find some sense or reason, why these books should speak for me
Having read the Quran and other worldly teachings, I moved on to the bible the KJV

As I read those scriptures contents, my spirit, it stirred
My soul and my mind were convicted by the Word
There were Truths in what I was reading, and not just some small minded mentality of the herd

We wrestle not with flesh and blood
The evil is not the neglected children in the neighbourhood
But principalities, spiritual wickedness in high places
Their puppets, in the secret societies, are of many races, and many faces
The rulers of this darkness, are set to destroy
Every man and every women, every girl and every boy
Wolves in sheep's clothing the imposters are walking
Amongst the real people "they" are stalking

Some people don't believe in witchcraft
They think anyone that does is just daft
But as the scriptures say, his "people suffer from their lack of knowledge"
About the daily rituals and the secret oaths, that these societies pledge
What do these "people" do in their secret hiding places?
Dressed up like buffoons, in hooded cloaks and masks that hide their faces

The Druids of England, Queen Elizabeth the 2nd being one
You can watch her on You Tube, in her 1946 initiation
A generation of bloodline vipers, straight from ancient times
Are still doing their sick rituals, and their unthinkable crimes

Most, if not all the singers/actors everyday that you see
Are followers of an evil satanic paedophile
Whose name is Alistair Crowley
His friends, Helen Blavatsky and Alice Bailey and their "New Age" conception
Has led us down this road
And just like the Pied Piper, almost all of the Creator's children have followed

A few hours of research, is all it would take
To assess if witchcraft was real, or if it was fake
In no time at all, you would see from the facts
Witchcraft through the ages, has left it's unclean tracks

The film's made in America, the "stars" that you thought you knew
Are wolves that are wearing sheep's clothing
Pinewood and Hollywood's names, should give us all a clue
Pinewood and Hollywood are trees, that witches make into wands
And it's the wands they use to cast their spells on TV
And it's their films that we watch, that keeps us in bonds

Under MK Ultra, narcissistic, egotistic, nothing about these "stars" is true
These "celebrities" are wicked, and thrive on all the evil they do

Why do you think secret societies have to be kept a secret?
And that extremely vile bodily damage is done to those who don't keep it?
Whilst the doubters and scoffers, all scoff and all doubt
There are children being sacrificed in their sick rituals
And no one hearing their cries, not hearing them shout
This sickness, this sorcery, has spread like a bacterial disease
And the earth's population is caught in their trap, like a mouse seeking some cheese

People may perceive this to be nothing but a story
That's because they cannot conceive something so wicked, so gory
To face the fact that these horrors exist
is far from their focus, and last on their list

There are spirits all around us, which people just do not see
This evil is invisible and it's spreading poison steadily
Passing into the minds of the adults and the youth
What's wrong is now normal, and the people have become haters of the Truth

Our Creator is laughed at, and has been used as a joke
If people could only realise, it's their own ego that they stroke
They say that it's ridiculous all that spiritual stuff
And following the Living Creator's Spirit is lame and not tough

So have the scriptures been changed by the leaders, just to fit in with their regimes?
To program the minds and to take control of the masses, so they fall for all their schemes?

I found the words in that book, that many despise
Had awoken my conscience, and opened up my eyes
The prophet's supernatural experiences, and all it's poetic advice
It was sent as a manual, but was used as a vice
"They" manipulated the masses, with their dogma and pompous tradition
To achieve their final goal, to brake our spirit and cause division

Our Creator made some laws which were righteous and were just
But man HAS changed the written word, and created distrust
All that was simple righteous and good
Was replaced by religious doctrines, which belong in the mud
To love one another, is that so wrong?
To love the One who created us all, the One who created all life and the one who makes us strong?

The symbols that you see around you everyday
Also have their secret meanings, and have their special part to play
Ancient symbols are used constantly, witchcraft all around
That they use to keep the masses blind and bound
Just open your real eyes and realise
look up the origin of these symbols and you will be surprised

Our DNA is the Word in the flesh, which knitted us in our mothers womb
The Living waters within us, can clean us up, no need for witches and their broom
It was said that Yahosuha Jesus came to rescue, to lift the veil and the mesh
That He was the Living Word of the Creator Spirit walking in human flesh
The net we fell into was wide and it was vast
Due to all their rituals and wickedness, and the evil spells that they cast
The enchanters and the evil doers and the wicked did say
"He is just a carpenter, who was said to preform miracles and healings each and every day

He rebuked all the church leaders the Pharisees, and called them hypocrites to their face
With an authority and righteousness, said He who was said to be full of grace

We are also blessed with the spirit and the powers of Love of the Holy Spirit within
Which cures all illness and casts out all our sin
The Living Word within us is the Way the Truth and the Life
The Living Word that can free us from inner turmoil and strife
We all have a Living Creator, we were fearfully and wonderfully made
But we suffered in our childhood and closed the Door to our hearts and the adult self got lost in the fictional self they played
We were to turn back so he could heal us, but we went after our own desires, and off the Lighted path, and growing up we then strayed
Our Creator gave us a soul, and a light spirit which we were to grow
And the light of His Word within is our lamp so we can see
We are the seed of which he did sow

He gave us eyes to see, and also our ears to hear
He gave us a spirit of power and Love
He did not give us a spirit of fear
So please don't forget the One who made you
Remember and turn back to Him before your days are no more
Because whether or not you know this, we will all meet our Living Creator someday, that's one thing I know for sure.


The net that we all fell into

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My journey to the Way the Truth and the Light/Life

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Submitted by nikkib.01179 on July 18, 2021

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Nicola Baxter

I have wrote many poems over the years, poetry has helped me express what I could not express verbally, and has helped me grow inwardly. I have written poems on many different topics, some humorous stories in poetry form, and some deep meaningful and emotive ones, inspired by events, and from personal experiences and what I witness and observe that has moved me in some way. more…

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