There is a reality found in Christ that’s beyond sickness, pain, & suffering; a reality thats been restored to those whose faith can reach its open doors. This is…

Alternate Reality
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Walk’n high, altitude level sky, my eyes on the prize, next level dominion walk’n with Kingdom kinfolk real live’n. Is this really reality? I take a breath to let it sink in, think’n back to where the world turned in the trap of lack wondering aimlessly leaving wilderness tracks the past casting a shameful shadow. But now full is my expectation brought to my doorstep hope delivered by a Raven. No cave in to the pressure’s to quit, I pressed on Until in my place I sit. Imagine a world with no pain or tears that fall like the rains of a hurricane: no thoughts of unbelief to attack at faith filled speech: No knowledge of lost loved ones for they’ve been found resting in the arms of a doves Son. No need for greed when your strolling streets paved with Gold & the walls are layered with jewels you once desired to hold: No more sickness in the presence of the King No past no future every-days the present, are you listening as the songs of freedom ring? We sing the song of the redeemed; restored back to Gods original intent before the poisonous words of a serpent ripped reality from Gods first Man leaving all of the world prisoner to the lie; But I spied the land of utopia & brought back enough proof to spark hope in ya, but only if you believe that Man was made to stand upright dwelling in light, not bowed down on knees, people of God believe you’ve been granted a life existing as Kings…

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