My Piece (peace) of The American pi (excerpt from "0" © 2013 )

My Piece of The American pi

                                    What’s yours?

                                                            To be? Cause we’re all numbers.

            I bought an American Flag to sleep under. But never did. Two sergeants told me not to. Because it was blasphemy.

                                                     with every step toward Jesus. God’s night eye, the moon, shined. I kept looking at the ground until I came to Jesus’ feet. Then I placed my hands in his, knelt down, closed my eyes tightly, inhaled seven times in my nose, followed with seven exhales out of my mouth. Opened my eyes and looked up at his face. The moon in its radiant circle was Jesus halo.

Early October 2001:

                                    Danzig held a heart in his hands and had blood dripping from his mouth on his album cover “Danzig 6:66.”

            William had this album in his collection. As well as, many other Heavy Metal cd’s.

            William was chain smoking and drinking beer wile he was trashing out his barrack’s room. He had his own “I’ll love you forever ;” (hope he had a better experience than mine) she looked like a modernized version of a “flower child.”

September twenty third, two thousand and ten A.D.-

                                                                                                            My mind won’t clear as God’s night eye shines, descending upon me. If I look up will I ascend to the heavens? I look at the bright dots in the sky, and am reminded of the inevitable possibility that I could be looking up at man made satellites. After all, even cell phones now give the user the capability to self-promote videos and music, etc etc etc, to the masses. Oh Loh’rd, it’s unfathomable to ponder how many terrible sights and sounds are polluting the entertainment industry. “Hopefully, I ain’t one of em.”

                                                                                    Furthermore, what I think of myself, and what others think of me are two different things (more times than I would like to admit).

                        I keep my eye sight down on Jesus’ feet.

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My Baptism

Father’s Day 2008

West Tallahatchie Baptist Church

Clarksdale, Mississippi:            

I waited in line (perhaps my salvation “beyond space and time” from Purgatory) and when my time came, at 11:34 am, I stepped slowly and cautiously into the Baptism water. I had on that grey three piece suit I bought custom made in Korea. After all, I had to look good for Jesus-

                                                            Luke 8:26-27: They sailed to the region of the Gerasenes, which is across the lake from Galilee. When Jesus stepped ashore, he was met by a demon-possessed man from the town. For a long time this man had not worn clothes or lived in a house, but had lived in the TOMBS.

September 23, 2010:       I was told Katrina in German means “cleansing of the Earth.” The water during that time had to be about a foot high-THE SAME HIEGHTH

 THAT THE MIST IS NOW.

Fathers Day 2008:                             Felt the water on my shins.

Luke 8:28                                             As soon as he saw Jesus he shrieked and fell to the ground before him, screaming, “What do you want with me, Jesus, Son of God Most High? Please, I beg you, oh don’t torment me!”

September 23 2:11 am         Feel the mist rising and getting thicker. A cool draft hits my lower back and travels up my spine to my neck. Spirits whispered in my ears…

Luke 8:29                                             For Jesus was already commanding the demon to leave him. This demon had often taken control of the man so that even when shackled with chains he simply broke them and rushed out into the desert, completely under the demon’s power.

9232010 2:08 am                     Open my eyes to see the mist change into fog. The fog swirls around me like a serpent’s coil. I inhale 7 times in my nose. Then I exhale 7 times out of my mouth (temporarily I felt death)-

                                                FINALLY, MY MIND IS CLEAR:

Luke 8:30                                             “What is your name?” Jesus asked the demon.                                     

                                                            “Legion,” they replied-for the man was filled with thousands of them!

1999:                                                   I remember the last time that I astral projected was in Fort Leonardwood Missouri, in the open bay barracks. I remember, I was in the dark. All the soldiers were asleep. On the top of my head I felt the same tingling. Then it felt like a cold air balloon bursting. I felt as light as a feather. And when I opened my eyes I was looking out of the exit door window at the skunks scurrying around the garbage cans. I looked down, not seeing my feet. I became frightened. The fright violently brought me back to my body. It felt like some one pushed my body, forcing me to lie flat. I opened my eyes again and thanked the Loh’rd that I could see my feet.

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