The Voice Of Aradia Poem by John Duffy

A voice whispers from the Black Scrying Mirror

ARADIA SPEAKS

Did you know that the Devil just loves to come up with a wide Machiavellian welcoming smile

Like a thief in the middle of the night to collect sinners

Just like Jesus attempts to come down more and more each day

Accompanied by angels

To collect those who tried to stay but occasionally may have strayed

From a narrow path while trying to follow the advice of his many much-lorded saints

The one's in the Bible who will forever be humanities true winners

Did you know you are all like beautiful evocative masterpieces and stunning striking visceral tapestries

Reflections of your higher self

Created from a colourful palette of delicious tempting choices

You willingly or unwillingly are just bewitched to paint

As you follow an ever-changing direction

That is always distorting and never appears to be straight

Who do you think will come calling

When your life is over and your spirit is no longer trapped frozen in human form

But just imprisoned in stasis

Prevented from flying or walking by those who are always watching

Who do you think will call to collect to take you home

But that's a long way away hopefully and now filled with all this deep occult knowledge

Don't you think it's time to atone and accept this as one of those simple messages

To take as a justified warning

A gentle reminder in this very moment to try to encourage someone

Someone to come down not he who lives underground

Someone to come down from on high when your time is invoked

So your soul can rise up into the afterlife and just keep on soaring

As your body lies cold in its expensive or cheap coffin

Heaven's for everyone you know

It all just depends on how your tapestries looks to those who like to stay invisible

Just hidden before the greatest fall of all

When your life's masterpiece

Finally appears as an exposition in one of their many supernatural galleries

When your time is called

Just awaiting evaluation as it's one of the leading exhibitions

By they who watch

In an eternal sideshow called
The Art of Transmigration

Copyright John Duffy