God, presenting Himself as male, said He likes this poem, even though I refer to God in how She presented Herself as female, for quite some time. (God has presented Herself as male before, God is endless and above gender.)
Amongst the downfall of sleeping armies
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I was re-reading it, to re-familiarize myself with the poem and He recited it with me. He also said something about having a poem ready for me to write in the morning (June 16th, 2025), but I must wait until the morning. “It is already written,” He said.
He seems quite fairly stern and ready to see what is real and not shy away from the shame of society’s current predicament. He will sail where no ship has dared to see. (He also said be prepared for people calling me a “lunatic” for claiming to talk with God.)
(Listening to God):
With the passion of all ailing armies, God will forge a new path above the raging sea, to find a home for us uncertain, and the backwater of society’s forgotten indifference. And the fatigued in the drift.
UPDATE: Here is the poem for June 16th, 2025
Counted in the extreme thought of bi-rated reprisal and condemned in its mercy