Donald Trump's esoteric mercy; plus, flax seed overdose

   
   "Donald Trump's esoteric mercy; plus, flax seed overdose"
    
   The "Donald" and his Tax Plan gives couples making under fifty thousand FREE yearly taxes; moreover, individuals, whether due to Leopold Bloom's "problem" or, if females, with creamy yeast infections from intrusive, frat party discharge--whatever, he's looking after the impoverished.
   Moreover, there are many pieces of underground lore concerning Trump assisting, financially, poor people he meet through the art of serendipity,  And Trump University?  Have you ever read Thomas Hardy's "Jude the Obscure" pseudo-educated people?  T.S. Eliot called it:  "A work of sublimity."  
   And knowing the effects of organic golden flax seed--I've abused it to have super-symmetrical bowel evacuation; on the contrary, I never contracted euphoria, though upon fecal release it was a glistening golden parachute--for the day.
   They say we're weird.  That Trump is an anomaly.  Of course--keep Putin guessing.  Make the freaking deals.  Show me the money Johnny Football; moreover--get some couth, and you will be great.  Canada is always a year's worth option, to get the pigskin think-tank back.
   Trump cannot be bought.  Hell, Air Force One hasn't the golden opulence of the Trump Aircraft; as a result, a conductor for the gods.  Did not Herod find Christ MAD?  Is this not an anomalous Capitalist with a coyote's bizarre heart, of teaching, esoterically?
   And no matter how weird he was--Gore Vidal knew:  "There is no esoteric knowledge in a college classroom."   
   

Saint Teresa of Avila and reptilians

   
   "Saint Teresa of Avila and reptilians"
    
To become a recognized Saint ain't easy,
Gotta deal with Catholic investigation, a tough venture--like with George and Weezy;
Regardless, Saint Teresa knew of the 7 crystal-like Chambers
Till mystical completion, where there are no haters;
Specifically, she describes reptiles on her ascetic-like trek,
Beyond Terra's metaphorical swampland that can be heck;
Indeed, not only an adder in the Garden of Eden,
Yet a Virgin's foot on the head of it--to stop it from breathing--
Way back in Genesis before Moses did literally know
Of how to the pesky, lesser gods overthrow.   

Existence Womb (67)

   
   "Existence Womb (67)"
    
   Miriam awoke in a rubber-walled room, encompassed in a straight jacket, within the southern states of America, where they have no pity or mercy.  Dr. Luke enters.
   
MIRIAM
Dad!  Dad!  What's going on?
  
DR. LUKE
You know I'm not your father.  You need to get a grip on reality and stop this psychotic nonsense--you murdered your mother after all.
  
MIRIAM
What!?!  I was in a reptilian craft, taken from Canada.  My Mom committed suicide.  And you're my Dad.

DR. LUKE
I'm increasing your medication.  You're in an institute for the criminally insane--and you sincerely deserve it.  Exits.  
  
MIRIAM
Buck.  Buck.  Please hear me great Templar Knight and werewolf fueled by the Holy Spirit,  Please hear and help me.
   
   Miriam began to cry, fully aware of the iniquity of life, remembering Reagan's words that THEY were among us, making a once divine Garden of Eden into a den of devils.  Next, Miriam heard the angels call:  "It's never over Sister Miriam.  Don't ever give up--not even at the hour of death."   

Existence Womb (66)

   
   "Existence Womb (66)"
   
When the Moon did wane and things tend to end,
The reptilians did their very slimiest send,
To thieve Miriam away during her content slumber,
That fallen angel technology still having her number,
To further harass and make their wicked claim
On an inviolate womb so fertile; thus, their seed could mix and reign;
Next, ascending through the shanty ceiling,
Buck and Luke like zombies--dead to sleep with no feeling,
And the teenage girl (Miriam) was aboard the swirling craft,
Strapped on a liquid-like table, as if floating on a raft,
Encompassed by serpentine faces harassing with iniquitous cruel--
A toxicity so venomous that a virtuous knight would surely duel;
Alas, no one there save a glimpse from God,
A Trinity United, but evil is in balance within the Universal squad,
And her petitions and prayers were muted and mutated
Into panic and anguish--all sublimity hesitated;
Then, they probed her body for a hidden defense,
Finding diabolical solace in no shield, and the ominous surgery did commence;
Nevertheless, there is always hope
In crossing over an insidious moat,
For having drank from the Holy Grail out of humility,
Buck could not be forever induced into passive senility.    

Existence Womb (65)

   
   "Existence Womb (65)"
    
A prophet hath no honor in his own country,
And we selfishly slay our heroes; next, must become a non-brutal Mountie;
Alas, Buck took charge of divine humility,
Knowing:  It is rigged by devils for the richly dumb to not the light see,
Though if cleansed inside by a singular eye,
Like a candle burning that turns to ash a lie,
And while the mentally ill, or cursed, are viewed as mere trash,
The rich man fornicates with the whore in piles of filthy cash;
Therefore, it seems America is hellbent on pride,
Yet the love of money cannot peacefully hide
From the light of a loving, merciful God,
Him birthing a Son, giving the impoverished a magnanimous nod,
Knowing how to gel with the Holy Spirit,
David psalming to always be near It,
Beheading Goliath due to the giant's vociferous blasphemy,
And the weakness of science now makes the mistakes that the Church did once pee--
Times do announce the false greatness of the capitalistic stalker,
Yet the mammon does rust when compared to the delinquent truth of Faulkner.     

Existence Womb (64)

   
   "Existence Womb (64)"
    
   Miriam didn't approach Buck concerning info about the glowing light.  Didn't care.  Wolfman Templar could handle it.  She knew he would alert her to anything ominous.  So, she sang little jingles about Saint Nicholas in her head, eating a turkey dog on a flax seed bun with a crispy kosher pickle and some sea salt.  Meanwhile, Buck and Luke were discussing matters further.
   
LUKE
Concern in his fatherly eyes.  A bit of neurotic Hebrew sparking to life, but for a totally solid gold reason.  It's her womb, right?  The inviolate child?  Monitored since birth and hexed in adolescence--it all coming down to her spawning a Star Child--a possible Anti-Christ.
  
BUCK
Acting tough and rough.  No way Luke; everyone knows the Anti-Christ will have a mortal head wound and regain a twisted cognizance--like Hillary Clinton falling on her melon in the bathroom.

LUKE
This is my daughter--be serious man!

BUCK
Knock and it shall be opened.  Dylan tried it first; next, Rose brought it to a new generation.  The Christ is with us.

LUKE
A deviant Jew some might say, not being the King David the Holy Land needed in times of occupation.

BUCK
Don't give up on the Messianic juice of the new wine Luke.  Sure, I wish I was back in the junkyard working on small blocks that can outrun big blocks, tooling always with American Muscle, but this is it.  This is the big one.  They're coming after Miriam, and we need to get back to America; that's where all the guns are, and you need one Doc.

LUKE
A physician and a gun.  How have I been so unprepared my whole life, knowing too, something malevolent was on the rise?

BUCK
Hell, Doc Holliday had two guns.

LUKE
Merely a dentist.  

Existence Womb (63)

   
   "Existence Womb (63)"
   
Buck informed Luke of the mystical visitation
While the psychiatrist was girl-sitting on the toilet, giving a whiz or urination;
Specifically, Buck confessed that they, especially Miriam, were no longer safe,
And maybe wisdom should dictate their entrance back into an American State;
Indeed, it is a country of unjust laws, full of a plethora of selfish litigation,
Where minorities verbally and physically complain without brainstorming a cerebral destination
Other than Bush League colleges, taking pride in their weak momentum-moving selves,
Instead of autodidactically craving to read the classics off of intellectual shelves;
On the contrary, easier access to weaponry in the United States;
Plus, more money to be made, which does camouflage mistakes--
Luke the physician rolled it all around in his linear brain,
Not wanting to prematurely jump on an unstable night train.