#aaronic

[eris-moi]

Judgement of Aaron

Incredulity written all over his face, a Pharaoh muttered his prayers. The Plague decayed every man, woman and child. Aaronic judgement prevailed.

[aaronic-aint-it]

Can you feel?

Can you feel the undertow? It's pulling people out to sea Did you know it's a wonder plants still grow? But don't take it from me You'll see nature wrend us asunder though, this broken mass of humanity Is that lightning, and Thunder's moan? This storm covers the planet, see? And, truly, there is no plan B, no pill to swallow to prevent this birth How's that for a tough pill to swallow? Mankind has raped it's mother, Earth And with mirth, no less, some men some day will happily confess They knew the storm would come and left others to clean up their own mess So now they're testing rockets, all for all mankind, or so we're told They think they've got us in their pockets, that we're all blind, because they've sold All of us such lies believe that we think we can buy reprieve But, my oh my, can you percieve the undertow as it retrieves? Our children are pulled out to sea, at first it's just the small ones But as the waves keep building strength, the pull begins to draw in all sons All out toward the center of the ocean so many are pulled And as they fight current events mankind can't see it's being culled So go and play in coastal waters, the choice is yours, and they are there Waiting for you is a source of power which may shock, or scare So be aware, the tempest in the distance looms like death row's old electric chair And though you might think of this sentence as harsh, I would just call it fair You see, humanity has abandoned the true purpose that is serves So now we're reduced to idiocy, and can't decide if the planet curves Man, can you really believe that some people have the nerve? Whatever, I guess all idiots get exactly just what they deserve And so the narrative develops to teach brothers to kill eachother All because we can't see eye to eye, because the Truth's been smothered Instead we take each other's teeth and eyes because Mercy is now despised And so the spirit of quarrel appears again, its wretched theme to be reprised And though this spirit is disguised, you can see the conflict it's devised Look out! Our Titanic society truly will soon be justly capsized We're shook, but we don't want to look to see the icebergs, not even the tips So some will melt before the sun past the horizon slips Can you feel that sinking feeling, when you reflect on these words? Have I made it clear to you? Is my message being heard? We are being herded all like cows in to a slaughter house And though we know the ones ahead will wind up dead, few doubts espouse We're falling prey to they who make their way by taking and raping slaves They know who they are, and exactly how they behave, they're fucking depraved But these are those who are hijacking the plane we're all on And some day, on all minds, this message must dawn Once upon a time there were a few good men willing to die to defend their brothers These men still live amongst the masses, who know they exist just to serve others And though right now they may pretend the end is not what I've foretold When that time does come they'll know that their strength comes from being bold

[aaronic-aint-it]

Just Keep Calm

The Earth itself is dying, but you shouldn't get unruly I mean, it would be a shame to see property damaged unduly Truly, this is what our priorities boil down to nowadays As those in charge embrace catastrophe because they see how it pays To be on top of what is going down, they've ensured that the poor will drown Indebted to our leaders though our labor is what preserves their crowns The common person now has come to wear a constant frown And that doesn't look so good when they've got all of us dressed up like clowns While their programs entertain us, they program us for their entertainment And thus our children are taught that selling out is an attainment Because the rich can evade arraignment, despite the reason for their detainment As all of this is overseen by those of federal ordainment All the while our stained mint produces fiat currency And so, at current, there's no deterrent to keep us from enriched poverty As property is bought up by the fools using us to play monopoly The towers they construct with Jenga blocks might just be fucked, they're looking wobbly And so my hobby is to lobby against those with lobbyists Because they're snobby, all of our wishes these 'elites' have dismissed And so we grow so listless that it burns to even raise a fist As day by day we've slipped into to the haze of techno-fascist mist We grope for truth in a fog as life itself becomes a slog Because we're treated like stray dogs as we're removed like drain clogs When we stand still and block an artery, our leaders call to standby the artillery And you know they'll bomb a city block if in their sights it has been locked Because they clocked you going 50 in a 45, if your skin is dark you might pray to survive And if your skin is light you might not even have a ticket to fight The way things are just isn't right, but this is all that our american species has left As slowly despite all our wealth, we see our nation's become bereft What a hefty 'fuck you' burger we all have to swallow Suddenly the phrase 'land of the free' winds up feeling hollow As we all have no choice but this system's rules to follow The masses, gagged and with hands bound will soon in remorse wallow Because we've been abducted by an alienating way of thinking We can now watch our own world falling apart on screen while barely blinking As we perch precariously on the brink of annihilation The most that many muster is outrage for Twitter violations Meanwhile in the Ukraine men and women assume war stations As nations vie for dominance the skies become more ominous It seems that soon a domino will fall, and its gravity will topple all of this And all that it will take is a just little push, regardless of what is dismissed

[aaronic-aint-it]

We're Virtually Sinking

Can you hear what I hear? It's the song of our times

Can you see what's drawing near? It's a picture of our wrongs, called crimes

Can you feel the growing fear? Its heat foretells of dire climes

Can you sense what will soon appear? My poems prepare the way by rhyme

And, by the way, everything you see is just exactly as it was intended to be

Because, as yet unbeknownst to most, we're creating a new reality

Virtually humanity can now be, without having to feel what we hear and see

Because we've lost virtually all sense of what it means to have community

With such virtuosity we've vivaciously venerated vanity

Not to Narcissus' surprise, staring in mirrors we've abandoned our sanity

And so blind to all that falls outside one's own mind, many now seek Planet B

But there will never be a colony which spares mankind from its own tragedy

So gladly I warn of these times wherein oceans grow warm

And slowly all our pollinators cease to swarm

Because by excess so many are charmed

The Earth is destroyed by the way it is farmed

Just as we beat our crops into growing, our cops must beat our workers into towing

The line of the billionaires with their bullshit ever flowing is finally showing its purpose

What hid below the surface and disguised itself as public service is truly worthless

And these are those fools by whose wills our markets are run like a circus

As we jump through flaming hoops we give our pay away to they who kill our troops

By ever playing either side of the game, profiteers ensure, win or lose, the outcome's the same

And thus there is no lion to tame, because they've shorn its mane and seen it maimed

And so like Samson our minds are tied to temple columns

All because, despite the lion slain, we've betrayed vows so solemn

And so it seems that all our strength could not keep us from our Delilah fair

Therefore we may destroy our sacred places while therein, and thus be entombed there

But at this point, does anyone even really care? I guess it's hard to say

It would seem to post-modernists that life is nothing but a power play

And the will to power cannot be delayed, thus the hand of evil is never stayed

And never sated are the desires of the wicked, thus they make us prey

And though the fearful go to church and  pray faithfully in pews

They're often preyed upon by the ones to whom they pay their dues

But the collection plate of fate will ensure petty tithings good faith won't accrue

And so our "moral leaders" lack their bona fides, but we don't get to choose

Who wins or loses in the power play of modern times is decided by lies

And so the political contest is simply to see who is best disguised

So now elections are like comiccons, but our politicians cosplay as good persons

And we choose whoever dresses best to oversee our economy as our lives worsen

Is it comical that we've been conned electronically?

It would seem so to our leaders who laugh at us ecstatically

Because our tyrants all believe they've conquered us didactically

It's true, we've practically become just what they want exactly

Like sheep, we may think we're free, but we're herded by the hand of greed

Thus with sticks and carrots we are taught not to bite the hand that feeds

While simultaneously we slowly lose our grasp on all our basic needs

They make banks form us in ranks by holding on to our house deeds

As prices rise and houses fly off markets like they were hot cakes

All that we can do is try to sum it up with fresh hot takes

Ah, so this is what 80 years of being world leaders makes

An oven in which we have all been left so that we'll one day bake

As we're raked over the coals of our dying reefs and shoals

We seem to have no choice but to further cede control

To the ones we know do not have Earth's salvation as their goal

We have given the reins, all just to be trolled

By the ones extolled as public servants, a life is seen as just a vote

Therefore once you give yours to them, they care not if you sink or float

Because everyone has been divided onto either side of the billionaires' line

It matters not which side you're on, it's either, or, by their design

So keep rowing and towing their sinking ship into a growing storm

Or stop and think real long and hard about why you were born

Was it to serve the undeserving with this precious gift of your existence?

The answer may make no difference, for they're empowered and insistent

[carltonblaylock]

Imperfection of Aaronic Priesthood

Imperfection of Aaronic Priesthood

Hebrews 7:11-28

11 Therefore, if perfection were through the Levitical priesthood (for under it the people received the law), what further need was therethat another priest should rise according to the order of Melchizedek, and not be called according to the order of Aaron? 12 For the priesthood being changed, of necessity there is also a change of the law. 13 For He of whom these things are…

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Aaronic Priesthood

Hebrews 5:1-4

5 For every high priest taken from among men is appointed for men in things pertaining to God, that he may offer both gifts and sacrifices for sins. 2 He can have compassion on those who are ignorant and going astray, since he himself is also subject to weakness. 3 Because of this he is required as for the people, so also for himself, to offer sacrificesfor sins. 4 And no man takes…

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[my-own-cure]

Gott ich shippe Dominic und Aaron so sehr