Virtual Ministry Archive

goldleaf- Shaun Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun A. Delage, raver, rave, gay men,



Seeing past my own internal illusion
Worrying not of my own sins, they are nothing in comparison
To the sins of the community eye inhabit
Reading nothing
But being a writer
Is presumed as a characteristic obstacle
Why read, when you can write
Why right when you can write imagination
When you can offer solace to others enchained
People may read that they are not alone
In their thoughts, in their suffering
Of course i walk through a bookstore
Of course i am not like them
Of course i am not setup like them
Of course my niche is not there
Ones direction when not motivated by a numerical sign or a commission via publishers royalties
Why bother
Why persist
Why write
Because it is who i am
People will be guided to my words
Possibly get addicted and read ten pieces
Each bit of wording will alter their own future
Which is to me is worth it
To me is divinity in the purest form
So if being a writer is a curse
Being one of the most intellectually stimulating beings on the planet
Also known as the writer
That is not my goal
My goal to to relay
To be a guide
That is aligned with angelic vibe
Because that one essential key
Is missing from 99.97% of everything we are immersed in
That i can safely say
Yes i am somewhat part of the illusion
Guided around, manipulated
Tortured
But my intention is pure to relay this thought to you
Be it , an injured thought
Be it a dark vision
Or one blessed with shimmering vivid beauty
What must be addressed is the simple notion of what brought you to my words exactly, perhaps you don’t know.
I know i don’t really know
But i put my faith and trust
In a protective creation
Knowing my own jaded history
I know, that the protective energy is somewhat an enigma
The enigma would guide then punish then work to repair the damage you caused to others and yourself
To place the piece in the game accordingly
According to the per millisecond bit rate calculation of divinity vs darkened envisionment
We all know you can go through life devout, protective, beautiful
At one point some just snap
Involved in the most brutality
Perhaps me writing this and every other piece
Is a selfish notion
Meant to stop this madness in its tracks
In my own life
From being setup in harm and disgrace
Or being involved in a brutal and sadistic death
Now being a writer my only safety is in the public domain
Without the written words we would be nowhere
I would be in prison
Raped daily
Chucked out the meat grinder
Because i know too much
I am here
I am with you till the very day we all figure this out
I do my tiny bit
But you must also do yours
Understand that you have alot to offer
U don’t have to go marching down the street with trombone
I call on my guidance and was amused to find it was finally the goldfish
I hung onto a scale
Luckily i had a fish flake to offer it
I wasn’t too concerned about sexing the fish
I don’t really care whether it is male.female.etc
It led me to the side of a river
So i hopped off
Walked along the river bed
Finally i came to a lake
Where two cops said i couldn’t walk any further
I was refused entry
They said it was against their programmed nature to let me pass
Fighting them would only mean electrocution and possibly death
I arrived at a bus station where a quad double decker pulled up
Not long like a highrise, thick like a warehouse
Kind of a neat sight
I arrived at one of my many houses
Somebody knocked a few times lightly at the door
Tip tap knock knock tip tap
I opened it
It was a long haired guy
He said he was from the phone company and they were checking on performance
I just said no thx
Started to shut the door
When he lunged at me and started to choke me
At once i felt i was in a bubble in the goldfishes stomach which was great
I needed the help
Many need the guidance of the beings that are here
I was transported into my lasts soulmates new apartment
We were not really getting along,
so i tried to make something to eat
All of the handles on the stove started to melt
and the place started to catch fire
horrified i quickly ran around trying to put it out
almost burnt the place down
i noticed a metal envelope on the ground
he said it came for me
it was from forfeiture legal firm
they said i had $300 to claim
from health Canada
lucky me
i will get it in 9 days
i looked and there was a book of a movie production
it showed some of the ritual movies i have been involved in
the secret ingredients in their massive quantities of food
somebody stared thru the window at me
with a hood on
i called on my goldfish
it came hesitantly
i tried to communicate via telepathy
that this part of my life is over
that in regard to my own world
i am safe
i am here
i am evolved
i survived the yankee
took fruit from a pear tree
had one coffee
i need now to look see
i am gonna go swing on me bungee
- Shaun A. Delage