Episode Details

What a vision that is not real? 
Vision, is God alive 
Are the eyes, the very few see
Are allow to see, that’s Him 

If you lucky enough …
To be chosen, by Him
As the one 
He prefers 

To do all of His task 
Without being ask …
Is an act you both of you, understood 
Stood there, you mirror image of both of you 

You can dispute …
As you’ve, put all the trust in Him 
In you and you
Both, misunderstood 

While all others, have taken you 
For a fool …the real you, no one knew 
Both of you, His obedient disciple 
Him, the opulent of best of every of things 

Opposite, He’s not to me …
We same rod, not a negative or positive gram 
A gram positive rod like a Corynebacterium 
Or a gram negative as is pathogenic Mobiluncus

Going now, to the own theme 
A vision of my death …
Four accidents, less than two months 
None my fault, but them …

It was not I, on the wheels 
But, He in control, He stole the show 
Guided, protected and the new owner 
Of my moonlight GM Equinox …

If you ask me, “Why I’ve survived all 4?”
You don’t ask me 
Instead, ask Him
He can answer you, maybe as you sleep 

It’s hard to grasp …
Images of death 
To understand the power 
Only, He can give!

To question, no more 
The motto, now is
Believe, in the impossible 
Is only He, possible 

Dispute all man …
He, is whom you can’t 
If He places you first 
When, you once’s placed by man last 

Believe, only He holds that power 
Unlike, any man
who is a Supreme Judge 
Judge one …

Only He
Has the power to do just that 
He is the …
Ultimate judge 

In Florida Turnpike, I visioned my death 
A small pond next to the highway 
Did it rain, days ago? You be the judge
Perhaps was dry before, I passed days ago 

A lined of humans chains …
As a image evolved 
From rom the pond 
It was me as flowers 

Were extended out to me 
Goose bumps …
I get down my spines 
As my purple blood waves good bye to all

My funeral, was held a week later 
After my niece husband
Andrew Rodriguez passed on …
My car, an accident came to a full Stop 

As my car was driving …
Probably 30 MPH, came to a full stop 
It was those red barrels as barricade came 
To a full stop, it was not my time!

It was He, driving 
Those wheels 
I, his obedient disciple 
It was not my time  

It’s my bodily soul, leaving all of me and 
I weightless, ceasing leaving Earth 
A stair, I can see in the distance 
As, I climb up to Heaven …

I can hear angels with songs of endless alleluia’s 
They all nicely tuned 
My na