Christopher Heidt

You’ve anointed me for abundance; my profit runs over.

My mama’s still praying
My dad is still paying
I still don’t have a place to fit.
Know what I’m thinking?
That it’s time to move on.

"Younger brains are more apt to retain
myths left behind, when memory wanes.
The more scholarly hold a quarterly funeral
for Cuculainn, King Arthur, and Quetzlcoatl. "

When I roar the demons flee, they know what’s in store
they cannot stand, all will scatter wide.

Who told you that you’d lost your momentum?
I fear to say the word, but who else will?
Better an up-and-coming dead guy.

"Doubt is a snare deemed sacred,

by it’s victim. It lingers in dormancy

like a recessive germ–"

"Boundless is our Ever-King
and changeless as His eternity.
Of all He made are men alone
inscribed His effigy".