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Define The Rhymes In This Mind Of Mine. I Am Da PrEAChEr. I Decide How To Design The Line Of Time
by Robert Johnston & Wan Laav

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Define The Rhymes In This Mind Of Mine. I Am Da PrEAChEr. I Decide How To Design The Line Of Time

Non-fictionMysteryAdventurePoetryComedyDa PrEAChEr Series
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This book may seem like a typical hook, but the cranny and nook is where most tend and often forget to look. The way I think daily, the lessons I gave and took, overlooked or overcooked I order up whatever looks good. The cleverness stood, beneath you understand. Forever it should, besieged wits nitty bity grand. Every rhyme if mistook, will be taken for granted. I have more then just the power in me to make each living creatures existence be given with these seeds I keep i keep planting. Even my name explains these thesis, Da PrEAChEr, the tallest letters standing, say the same as what I speak which is PEACE, for that I am so hated and treated like a phantom. So be it, as I teach, I let the rhythm do its dance while the spirits that are with me glance and begin their chanting. Voodoo it seems, but who knew this theme? Do you agree or do clues pristine? Each chapter maybe foolish to read or provide the true routes and streams. Truth rooted in me have grounded through each extreme. Profoundly what you do is seek. Found me? You truly think. The sound we do resonate are above the shakes that hurts the base to put it roundly....

Table of contents

  1. 1The Seed of SoundIntroducing the preacher's mind, a world of rhymes, where seeds of wisdom start to climb. A peculiar design, this rhyming thesis, yet peace is the genesis, despite the world's thesis.
  2. 2Phantoms in the EchoThe world's deaf ear, a phantom's fear, my message of peace, met with a sneer. Overlooked, overcooked, my truth is mistook, but in every nook, a new seed I hook.
  3. 3Rhythm's EmbraceNo longer bound by worldly sound, I let the rhythm astound. Spirits glance, begin their chant, a divine dance, a new covenant.
  4. 4Voodoo or Vision?Is this voodoo, this mystic brew? Or truths anew, for me and you? Clues pristine, a vibrant scene, what does it mean, this rhyming dream?
  5. 5Roots in ExtremesTruths I've grounded, through trials surrounded. Each extreme, a flowing stream, a waking dream, a vital theme.
  6. 6The Seeker's GazeProfoundly you seek, your spirit speaks. Found me? You think. The answers link, on the brink, before you sink.
  7. 7Resonance AboveThe sound we create, transcends the hate. Above the shakes, for goodness sakes, a new path makes, no room for fakes.
  8. 8The Weaver's ThreadEach line I design, a sacred sign. The grand design, forever to shine, yours and mine, a love divine.
  9. 9Cranny and NookWhere most forget to look, I write my book. In every nook, a lesson took, by hook or crook, truths I unhook.
  10. 10The Phantom's PleaA phantom I seem, in this rhyming stream. My plea, my dream, for all to gleam, with peace supreme, a golden beam.
  11. 11Spirits' ChorusThe spirits chant, a vibrant slant. Their ethereal grant, a sacred pant, a cosmic rant, a guiding plant.
  12. 12The PrEAChEr's NameDa PrEAChEr, the name, ignites the flame. PEACE is the aim, escaping the blame, playing the game, forever the same.
  13. 13Seeds of TomorrowThese seeds I keep, sown while you sleep. Promises deep, secrets to reap, while the world does weep, my wisdom I heap.
  14. 14The Line of TimeDesigning the line, of your life and mine. A rhythm divine, a truth to enshrine, forever to shine, in this rhyme of mine.
  15. 15Whispers of One LoveOne Love's decree, for all to see. From the Creator, for you and me, eternally, wild and free.
  16. 16The Unseen Audience⅛ of the world, their flags unfurled. Connected, twirled, in unity hurled, a new flag pearled, by love impearled.
  17. 17Nature's ResonanceNature drawn nigh, beneath the sky. By my aura's high, they can't deny, the truth I ply, as spirits fly.
  18. 18The Reader's QuestYou seek and you find, what's in my mind. A truth defined, for humankind, leaving behind, all that's unkind.
  19. 19The Rhyming BibleThis Bible of rhyme, transcends all time. A fluent climb, a truth sublime, a paradigm, for every clime.
  20. 20The Cycle's EndA cycle complete, bitter and sweet. The positive meet, the negative greet, on this earthly street, our souls entreat.
  21. 21Episode 21Until the next line. Stay safe and brave, everything is going to be okay. Nothing is meant to be seen as gray like a cold day overcast with a dramatic feeling of incoming pouring rain. Some ignore the pain, the torture still remains, but moving forward is the way to seek the new light of day.
  22. 22THE SUMMARY

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