o’ to thee


hail, Michael.

hail, Gabriel.

hail, Raphael.

hail, Ureil.

Light my eyes,

let your eyes shine upon me,

let my eyes be guided, protected, illuminated and shown the way,

where the heart of thy father,

is not bothered,

and never does angered.


Baring and back again in the east..,


From North to my south,

Then to the east of my west,

Alone am i in this world born,

yet you among friends I am whole.

yet you among your grace I am someone,

in your eyes , joy

in your lips, grace

in your thoughts, mercy

with your word, I am born.

I love you, respect and honor your commandments,


through them i heard the trumpets calling,

i heard that star shinning above all else,

til the last beacon where

He smiles,

that no other brother can be,

He takes,

any hand and never fall short

of laughter.

I am whole.

with you I am whole.

Out of the south..,


Mighty light

Mighty light,

I ask non3 to shed the darkness from

I ask non3 to bring forth darkness out to.

Then what i need to see

that thereof you illuminate for,

that thereof you shine on,

I am to see nothing but

the love

the guidance

the protection,

that no other light can be found,

that no sun can do without,

The grace of yours onto mine,

not cherished

not appreciated,

only to enlighten me

from inside,

inside within me,

so as to share for,

the light you brought out


em. prompt.u . . .#6a.i : Edification


Psalms 119:66 Teth

“Teach me good judgement and knowledge. . .”


Where would I be, If mother Eve wasn’t that stupid.

And When Father Adam pointed fingers everywhere,

I would belong in any malebolgia.

But I am not, rather to credit 

them for their innocence

without them life now, would be . . .

Yes we live in constant living because of the will has more judgement to begin and never ends.

-X phactore p62.



@rtsydhude c17j22

em. prompt.u. . . #06a: Remembrance


119:42 Psalm. Waw

“…for I trust in your word.”


Its a two way street,

earn it,

gain from it,

either way.

If there is a blind way to deal of it,

then maybe all we are,

are but specks in its punctuation.

So be it, learn to see its ways,

or can we ever give it, to that someone who can not concieve nor

comprehend its rules to be broken from.

-X phactore p63.


Linya de los papel

@rtsydhude c17j20


em. prompt u… #06: Boundless


Psalm 119:25, Daleth 

“My soul clings to the dust, . . . ”


Whats in a word.

Was it mine to begin,

Did someone gave it to me,

how can i trust in the word,

only to have faith in the word.

Then i was shown to say it,

speak from it and write from it.

How then do u know when to summon and utter of it.

And when a disciple penned it,

I understood now what John meant.

Because all from whence it was,

He will always be, 

coz he said it and the beginning,

But can it ever end?


For every tear,


Exodus: 1. 22. And Pharaoh charged all his people, saying, Every son that is born ye shall cast into the river, and every daughter ye shall save alive. – Bible Offline


@rtsydhude. c2014.


If this is nothing but fear,

fear itself has nothing to do,

that a son has no say for it is born,

A spoil of love and commitment,

yet every daughters of men and women,

that we derived from,

whence we can come to a point, 

but we have no right to judge,

the past,

the present,

nor project, 

or even predict. . .

We are to love what we got, and do try what we can. . .