The Numerology

GOD is what I call him

That son of mine

Sunshine

In numerology: GOD Decimal Two

The power line

My line: infinite

Father? Sipping bliss

Rise Overall, the hidden gift

The children; simple bliss

The Son? Thing Jesusineawineawhiopali

Among The Holy Spirit

These lines? Oh yes, they should hear it

Clear it… the destruction

Of voices welcomed

And unwelcomed

The destroyer: holy thumble 

GOD.Two: for this he welcomed

Ah, the baby; Allah the welcomed

To be a friend of The Holy Spirit

We thought to clear it

The name? Clear it

The brain… wear it

Clear it

Say “bandit”

Randit, meaning clear it

17,632 B.C.E. for clear it

My lines? Hear it

Hear them; hear one

Hear it

For over my lines you may have become confused

That I mention a GOD, and most of you may have been confused

The Allah they mention had a lie: a witness

That he is Ah, and told all of them different letters

Forgive me

Hear me

For he is my Son; no slang

The way he summons they’re going insane

Insane in the membrane

Membrane in the cattle brain

Cattle brain in the whooshe lane

Whooshe lane in the marble plaine

Marble plaine in the forbidden lane

The way he summons? I’ll keep that to myself again

Again

The child I raised

I was spiritual and went physical

Insane

My children? My main?

They call us parents; the life we bring

So in all honesty, this is the life we bring

Summoning to welcome

Summoning to converse

Summoning the bodies we sometimes want in a hearse

In numerology, I put me first

Golden hearse

Underpaid

Hearse I sat down and said “other lanes”

Lanes of panes

Panes of banishment

Banishment of where and when

The hearse they’ll never put me in

There and then

In this life, I’ll be back again

To a distant realm

Different lane

Solar panel; dust panel 1337

Insane

What life will bring

Out of their grasp

Insane

The rocket attempt?

Powerblaine

Meaning they’d be shot back down

Insane

What life would bring

Century saying

The main: Temple bring