Saint Eule (10/30/1955 / Shamokin, Pa)
It was quick with mind splicing speed,
A message picked up, by meditation.
I realized it was not really a voice,
But an angelic data communication.
The compressed format was not known,
The decrypted message was mine alone.
A personal message of quantum thought,
Bit and pieces were all that I got.
Does God encrypt a secret message,
so other spirits cannot intercept.
Delivered by messenger angels,
Quite an interesting concept.
We humans encrypt messages during war,
Is there not a spiritual battle in our time.
Inter dimensional beings using semaphore,
Angelic decryption hidden in verse and rhyme.
A gigabit network run by an internet guru,
Is nothing compared to what an angel can do.
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