Stardom

Stardom shines through eternal exponential values. Although those who are sleep are blind to the play on stage. Red to the curb. White slacks and a blue top. Slumped forward to stay warm. Citizen Same removed his arms from the sleeves into the interior where his head is hidden inside the hoodie. Retrieve a sense of normalcy. Routine. I’ve got a hunch these are the days of dormant compassion. The billboard caddy-corner has the silent loud chance of a Love Connection. The thrill of it all shrivels from the missed connection with the Father of heavenly lights. The late bloomer is rescued from the Deadpool Outfront.

How do you know if you do not stay up late? What keeps you up? Circle the square. Our childish ways have dissed his grace and peace. It’s all framed in our studio. The Father pre-planned for the pentagram world. The truth has been dismissed, but the beloved children will be called forth regardless into the kingdom of the Son. The stardom received will be like nothing ever seen before. In store is love. Not even 99 cents. It could be 99 cents for one. Wait and see. Prepare the way for the glory of God. LIT.