So we have journied, fought, won. Through trepidatious scenarios. Through loving waters. With TMHs ELOHYIM all is possible. Yes oh yes. The falsities fall away leaving the gem forged from fire. Life is great 13.
The time is ours. To love harder than we have ever loved. Dense. Steady. Watch what we can do. Sunshine and rainbows. No bullshit.
Merry Moors show and prove that TMHs is REAL. ThAnkh TMHs and ThAnkh Ancestors for foundation to plant and grow sacred seeds. Th Testament heard, felt, written, seen, adorned.
Forward Moors march. Drums vibrating, verbing, aligning — inner with outer. The beat of Amma and Abba. A tree of a million Mothers, and a million Fathers, before us, branching and cradling as we are lifted.
In Th vine, what is your leaf? With a tune ringing clear, the angels beckoned… Undeniably… Yearningly…
"Show your Mark."