Since today is Mother's Day, and mine happens to be the inspiration for this work called HISTORY and it all begins with God being involved and telling me to be myself, inadvisedly in my opinion, but hey, i am NOT complaining, since He has the final say, AND you get to see the last prophecy in the Bible's Old Testament fulfilled...or begin to be... today, well, I have something to show, so that my mother, and all mothers, wont MISS me when I am gone. This is straight to the heart, not from it, but to it, since I do not intend to MISS:
A poem for my mother:
Mainly because of you, mom
I am what I am
A person with a deathwish
Since you tried to drown me in a dish,
You thought if I had not been born
Then Dad would have taken in your firstborn;
But since I was, and he wasn't
He didn't and you wish he had
Growing up with your hatred
Is all the love I've had
Now I know you wish I'd died
And that Timothy hadn't
But guess what, your wish is my command.
In the sense that I never liked the life I've had.
And every single day, I wish I was dead.
Now, to everyone else: after God FIRST told me about my future, how I would not, like Elijah, see death like other people:-hey do not get me wrong, I WILL die, but NOT remain dead... the prophecy I told you about...well knowing God's meticulousness, I am thinking there is a point there, kind of like a journey to hell to inspect it or an unleashing of me against the devil or stuff, and well, it will be kinda adventurous, see?
Anyway, the point is; I grew up very observant, and started to work out just HOW kids are born, and when I found out, I started laughing at all women who go around so proudly holding up their kids as though they are involved in sacred rites and are doing a job pleasing to God, or are, as the ignorant apostate...aahh, "apostole"...Paul put it, "saved through childbirth".
Yet Jesus, when they looked down at him and the women wept after Him, turned and said, "Women...weep not for Me...for the days shall come when YOU shall weep and say, "Blessed are the barren wombs that never bore or the paps that never gave suck". For if they do these things when the tree is tender, how much worse when it is dry?!"
Well, it does not get drier than me, folks, because thanks to my mom, I have never gotten a hold of life, and NOW, I intend to not only show HER, but every mother and mother-to-be out there just HOW babies are born; what happens at conception, and everyone will turn their focus from God to the culpable homicidal men that they call the fathers, and thus shall the prophecy about Elijah be fulfilled, about how "he shall turn the hearts of the children to their fathers and the hearts of the fathers to the children,Lest I [YHWH] come and smite the land with a curse", because The True Formula For Childbirth will be revealed in my book, "HISTORY III, Origins", so that we ALL know just what happens, and so yes, I do KNOW what I am talking about and I do know when everything will happen...I just have a few loose ends to tie up, and, by the way, I am in charge!
Tungamirai "Prince" Mashora
A poem for my mother:
Mainly because of you, mom
I am what I am
A person with a deathwish
Since you tried to drown me in a dish,
You thought if I had not been born
Then Dad would have taken in your firstborn;
But since I was, and he wasn't
He didn't and you wish he had
Growing up with your hatred
Is all the love I've had
Now I know you wish I'd died
And that Timothy hadn't
But guess what, your wish is my command.
In the sense that I never liked the life I've had.
And every single day, I wish I was dead.
Now, to everyone else: after God FIRST told me about my future, how I would not, like Elijah, see death like other people:-hey do not get me wrong, I WILL die, but NOT remain dead... the prophecy I told you about...well knowing God's meticulousness, I am thinking there is a point there, kind of like a journey to hell to inspect it or an unleashing of me against the devil or stuff, and well, it will be kinda adventurous, see?
Anyway, the point is; I grew up very observant, and started to work out just HOW kids are born, and when I found out, I started laughing at all women who go around so proudly holding up their kids as though they are involved in sacred rites and are doing a job pleasing to God, or are, as the ignorant apostate...aahh, "apostole"...Paul put it, "saved through childbirth".
Yet Jesus, when they looked down at him and the women wept after Him, turned and said, "Women...weep not for Me...for the days shall come when YOU shall weep and say, "Blessed are the barren wombs that never bore or the paps that never gave suck". For if they do these things when the tree is tender, how much worse when it is dry?!"
Well, it does not get drier than me, folks, because thanks to my mom, I have never gotten a hold of life, and NOW, I intend to not only show HER, but every mother and mother-to-be out there just HOW babies are born; what happens at conception, and everyone will turn their focus from God to the culpable homicidal men that they call the fathers, and thus shall the prophecy about Elijah be fulfilled, about how "he shall turn the hearts of the children to their fathers and the hearts of the fathers to the children,Lest I [YHWH] come and smite the land with a curse", because The True Formula For Childbirth will be revealed in my book, "HISTORY III, Origins", so that we ALL know just what happens, and so yes, I do KNOW what I am talking about and I do know when everything will happen...I just have a few loose ends to tie up, and, by the way, I am in charge!
