Excellent breaking the chains of spiritual bondage. Spiritual Gangsta # 2 by Brent & Sami

Spiritual Gangsta I am stranded on a moonlit highway Awake in a dream exploding with holy. An old man shot like Ernest Hemmingway. Bleeding colors that clot and ripe slowly. I am baked in God's oven with plump love. Metalallic roasting and burning rubber. The mist in the air is white as a dove. Nostrils flaring as they smell gunpowder. It is quiet, I am absent from light. Beezelbub hisses in my bloody ear. He is roaring with suffering delight. A lion feeding on my fleshly fear. I crashed into hell and found a heaven. I depart faithfully, blank perception. "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; For You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me." Psalms 23:4

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