A Storm Brewing…My Writing Process…

Like right now ( as I lay my tired body down to rest)… it begins as a rumbling…. some loud thunder….flashes of light….some spidering across my dark midnight sky…some like thick lightning bolts…. Crowding and filling up my peripheral vision…

From the ground up spiraling tightly like a tornado… are letters...words…phrases… sentences… dancing wildly, yet conspiring to form thoughts… To present beliefs…to put forth ideas…dreams…imaginings… The strange brew stumbling towards truth… Seemingly reluctant to attempt such a thing…. Lying would be so much easier…

The wild storm knows it is the vehicle for the message that is desiring to be birthed… Good and evil are not strangers to each other, and come forth as spiritual entities / armies / principalities… As ancient enemies that continue in the never ending battle… that always manifests /spills over into flesh blood and bone beings… The story is always the same.. some flesh chooses good.. some choose evil.. All knowing that the choices that they have made will either lead to eternal life-or-death… As the death toll rises…all flesh goes the way of the earth… And souls rise or fall to their eternal destiny….I finish writing…. and close my eyes to sleep…littleraventhepoet.blog… Sincerely, Frank Payton…

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