I am blessed to be in your presence. Your words like raindrops between clouds and their earth. Innocent and powerful of light and life the same Your heart’s full with understanding and overstanding and patience. For even perhaps those walking in sleep Your eyes like the universe and the breath of stars Deeper than what earth beings call “friends” Beyond the end tha twe know does not exist You have remembered me And I am yourself A thank you at the start of it all Phrases limitless and purest union At the flight of their journeys Thank you This is the conscious introduction Thank you, thanks be to all. Shake hands at the sky Stand strong on the earth. Breathe to feel life Fire, burn away all insecurities Fire, take flight and burn bright to sky Fire, in my heart And fire, with every step toward a recognized purpose 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 Water wash away all hatred Water cleanse my spirit on high Water love, you’re with sacred waves Water I’m glad to have made your current so blessed for life 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

We started out alright in life, but people see it as they like, Relied upon opinionated, educated hype. Drugs for temporary happiness, And relief from low self price. But what can solve more sadness than living glad to be alive I’ve decided now that I decide, A chemical imbalance has no strength greater than angelic ties. You have, eternally, my sisters and brothers, The chance for such recovery. A lot of doctors don’t get paid, unless you stay depressed, insane. So what’s the motivation? But convenience for an industry kept powerful by misery And by prescription medication. I know the message is aggressive, But it’s your peace that is my passion. I won’t back down because I know we’re fashioned Equally. Persistent, negative perspectives I have overcome, My pain in mind and spirit by refusing to give up. Made my diet right, what we digest can oppress us, It’s possible to flip judgemental theory to suggestion. Choose creative energy, express your heart, maintain control. Divinely dismiss whatever insults your own soul. Let us rise up, we have courage In us to recognize complete love. Your heart says, “Let’s go” But hippocrates have taken oaths Ensuring you stay Somatose. There is no burden by my masterpiece of love, complete perfection. Staining eyes rejecting utopic comprehension. I’ll never cease to hand a world of faith your direction, But it’s you who chooses if the image is reflection. The formation we allow ourselves to shine, And be our highest should not depend on recommended or medicated Bias. Before we knew what happy was, They taught us how to fake it. So do I not show you love, or have you refused your right to take it? Let us rise up, we have courage In us to recognize complete love. Your heart says, “Let’s go” But hippocrates have taken oaths Ensuring you stay Somatose. Let descend a dedication to the true of every nation I condone myself to let you know you’re not alone They tried to make you feel unreal, in fact it’s your tactics they steal. So know your highest high, and know your lowest lows Sent as evidence, ground to sky is how the nature grows. To show progression, make confections, imperfected sections mention hectic, Bless this tempest in my head. I take it straight to meditate and break the cycle, All the while they try to hide the real you. So be yourself, be it all. Move to freely, never fall. We will not divide the love, Existence includes us all. Let us rise up, we have courage In us to create complete love. Your heart says, “Let’s go” But hippocrates have taken oaths Ensuring you stay Somatose.

No skeptics can get this central invention, Escaping cognition by those ill-intended with Best wishes I am sent, dissecting paralax. And conventional methods of comprehension And hasty circumvention. Your equation proceeds, and you can count on me. How planets planned it or, mathematics mapped it for This instant vision anew… I do not know though, wherever I go All I ask is that I may still breathe you. Now here, the air invites such vital remembrance of Life presenting no ending. So clear, resonance and progress are calm, With abiding silence in reverence to truth, Truly utilized. I stand afar from the city limits, prepared For mortality to be living unaware. And all I feel uncovers numberless wonders In a quest for real so breathe with me… How planets planned it or, mathematics mapped it for This instant vision anew… I do not know though, wherever I go All I ask is that I may still breathe you. Message to sender, let her occupy atmosphere where thee is there…

Circle of light, lit by first fire Our steps are sacred, swinging dew From tips of extended Allah on you. I knew her limits never ceased, bursting reborn with such intricacies. In tune we move and to no complacent complete. Blessed to stand over sand between our feet. This glow gave relaxation our rest assured, And drums arise, rise heights up and miles to drink the shores. Uplift the punishment of settled guilt, Raise the arms, tilt head back, dance, imagine where… Fire burns to hazel eyes. Earth and Ra we compromise. Bodies save the rain from bare aire. Step to propel our being, seeing infinitely we can Cry an inner speak of heat through skyward lifted hands We, indigenous, prolific, exuberate with bright size life Indifferent, dull specifics from Horus rise to desert night. Nuit knew it all, our drums recall the spiral kind of calling Ere we knew we were available to decide. Uplift the punishment of settled guilt, Raise the arms, tilt head back, dance, imagine where… Fire burns to hazel eyes. Earth and Ra we compromise. Bodies save the rain from bare aire. I call all your thunder, Strike asunder hatred from our place No judgement by any hues allowed here By my brother or sister’s face I say, you can make your own light Alright, alright if you like. Aire….

I know sound’s got a way with me why I can’t see only the art’s beyond this frequency listening, you’ve got to be as brave as me but I’ve made the pain so sacred no one’s saving me it’s going to turn, drowning I struggle to remember where the feeling went, I’m left to make room for what’s next I have no light, less I create you world perfect view, cannot rely on ground to move unless I’m made to move too. situation new, a stutter, cluttering of information hasty clutch on past perception, but I learn love resists? no what we ask the question for cannot walk alone, all these elders on my shoulders expect a result. A subtlety, version of a micro sky a tale I’m bound to live awake, becoming by an instant as the eye remembers, and they forget cannot explain my god as you are it. taught me to destroy, an order not received. but what I share with you, you use to murder me. can’t claim to know the best, they’ll never prove you existed. only speak to ask for help, loving me reciprocate non-fiction I know…. sound’s got a way with me why I can’t see only the art’s beyond my frequency. listening, you’ve got to be as brave as me but I made my pain so sacred, nobody’s saving me. who are you, fear or love? because you can be prepared to deny what I say, your free will’s not the reason you can’t stand me. vulnerability makes you care, but I’ve always been in question form. I calm an inch from storms. the flower you’ve been forced to bear, a sickness no one wants to wear, a knot inside, deciphered free of how I know it’s dying me. chemically we’re made to group, and we can’t seem to keep with you. “I’m sorry, it’s just not your time,” they said. It’s fortunate the teller lied. Do I need more faith or teaching? Patience, reach me. Communication, love from your direction… No confrontation, I should let you stay complacent With the sadness life says deny, it’s no longer we have to cry I made a song and chose to respond, but you’re already gone. Use the truth of now like a drug, come down. When history, she wrote my love, they focused on the talent Instead of the message sent. I know sound’s got a way with me. Why I can’t only see the art’s beyond my frequency. Listening you’ve got to be as brave as me. But I’ve made my pain so sacred, no one’s saving me.

I’m over here, do you see me? While you’re asking, clear who I be. But continue onto your search, you’ll find me just deserved. Speak softly. Park, moon, planets, heaven’s not so far…. Listen to spoken mysteries alone, And mindfully read moon like stars. Touch, so graciously music you love, you love it all. Harmony… Subtle poetry. I’m over here, do you see me? While you’re asking, clear who I be. But continue onto your search, you’ll find me just deserved. Communicate, come near. Water, air… leave no distance alone. Listen, expression, solo enigmas… aware of aura like our own. Feel so lovingly one door to notations. Complete, most complete up, Hints, words, and leave freedom. I’m over here, do you see me? While you’re asking, clear who I be. But continue onto your search, you’ll find me just deserved. Where we go, what we read, say, hear… See, touches us… we write. Who we speak to or with, they speak to us. When we write, express… listen to, what we touch. Do you have the patience enough? You say to see me in the search, at all ends that don’t exist You’ll find me just deserved. I’m over here, do you see me? While you’re asking, clear who I be. But continue onto the search, you’ll find me just deserved.

Even people lost find themselves leaders, too. She’s dreaming of the day she gets to be like you, So step it up, little misses, the whole world is watching The innocent kid you never thought you’d influence. She’s got a model figure and stride. A wide-eyed look of open mouth surprise. Belly ring, glitter wearer, social drinker, Attitude as rude as her pants are tight. She’ll tell you, “every girl successful in this man’s world shows just a little skin.” A regular trend go-getter, influence recipient. Seducing her way to onstage, oblivious. Is this display your personality, or what you think a freaknik shorty’s sure supposed to be? She’s too far along to call it just a phase, but secretive enough to not get put in her place. It’s the deconstructed psyche of the impressionable mind, The perfect to endorse, sponsor, and advertise to this Brave new world we’re invades your self confidence and then claims There’s no merit in discrepencies you find. Even people lost find themselves leaders, too. She’s dreaming of the day she gets to be like you, So step it up, little misses, the whole world is watching The innocent kid you never thought you’d influence. Pimp self-recognition, call it “just the way you are” Beautiful by their expectations, arrogant, and attention-starved. With stunning eyes, Cleopatra-lined and proud, But she’s as fake Egyptian as they come, let’s break the mystery down. The icon you likely follow has no interest in our growth. Set up for economic gain and product persuasion, Disguised in makeup to the gullible she’s sold. And then your body shuts down, so check the ingredients You use to make all of your aesthetics more obedient. In this industry that’ll keep you buying back the answers You could get for free without being victim to cancerous weaponry Like billboards, award ceremonies, radio, movies, and syndicated shows. You should know, once it has a hold on your motivation, It’s not designed to let it go. Even people lost find themselves leaders, too. She’s dreaming of the day she gets to be like you, So step it up, little misses, the whole world is watching The innocent kid you never thought you’d influence. She gazes from her window, has for some years. Admires your pseudo-independence, individ-originality Like B. Spears, it’s naïve – except to sex. Princess Christina to C-cup, degrade the small chest. Thought the past would have my back, Take examples and set it, But too many old school goddesses pushing collect calls and cosmetics. Be your own representative, drop substantial mental numbness And the social sedative. It’s a shame B. Knowles couldn’t keep her rep with class. Barely a pop star who hasn’t shown a little assets. Let’s get with it, rock this slave ship, we can tip it when we try. Even people lost find themselves leaders, too. She was dreaming of the day she got to be like you, So step it up, little misses, the whole world is watching The innocent kid she never thought she’d influence was you.

Wake the intake up, you exist because of love. Elohim are your exalted one, there’s no death though we become A newer shade of quatre true, I live to give this, do you? Some of the meaning could be code, Symbolic, existant clue. If accept we next are shown, how it is we each deny our growth. Why essential highs to lows, why do not move to stay afloat. Why must I curse the radiance after I burden with expect All a worthy environment, planet still or galaxy. And we still like to think that a war could ever create peace. Is this why enough never feels right, Enough never feels like, Enough just never feels like enough. Liberty kills concern, but freedom’s not supposed to burn. Swim in inexpressable passion, inexplicable passing, Haven’t we been available to all the tools we’d ever need And there’s still greed, jealously, incapability? How? By living then, not now. Carrying cases of clothes that don’t fit, they used to. Past excesses make the trying legitimately see-through. You need not worry, celestial beings… What they sell may do you wrong, but you’ve hidden what we need for so long. It is why enough never feels right, Enough never feels like, Enough just never feels like enough. Haven’t you had… We haven’t given… We have been blessed with… It’s always been… enough. Enough never feels like enough.

Broke, entangled. We cannot remain. A breaking from the rain and I look to the sky. My, my, what’s left when I neglect you? Not one thing. A make of human being, bringing remembrance to the rest. In my past life I planned to pass this test. Behind the urgent opportunity awaits, patiently, Long pauses and finally… How do I interpret, what do you mean by that This must be a game, let’s try it again, but wait… Is there a chance to do it over? How would I know? I just got to… no choice, free will captured. Benefit is master. Is it over? Let’s steal our notion back from misinterpretation, She’s become greedy. And I do not comply with sterile rules Suggesting that we get used to being used. Don’t give up. If I wanted a hangup over banished freedom, These insecurities, I’ll see them in court! I challenge you to two duals for peace of mind, I kept a shrine on the inside. And only a struggle reveals the light That’s always existed, all this time. When the phantom has disappeared, who will the dreadfuls run from? Crucial situations follow us all, Fi, sci realm conundrum. It’s a mystery. So count it down. Impersonal project. Scientific technique, can you witness your own completion. I have. Don’t be afraid. Many died before so you wouldn’t have to live as slaves. Never too late. You deserve this break. Let’s steal our notion back from misinterpretation. She’s become greedy. And I do not comply with sterile rules, Telling me to get used to being used. Let’s steal our notion back from misinterpretation. She’s become greedy. I do not comply with sterile rules suggesting We get used to being used. What is this? Impersonal project, don’t be afraid. Many died before so we wouldn’t have to live as slaves. It’s never too late. It’s never too late. You deserve this break.

Man is controlled, and subject to her discovery. Woman controls herself. You create a destiny of interference if you like. An already-destined union. One is timed, the other times herself. If one were to be ready, And continue without the other, No examples, none of my sisters and brothers Would make it created. Inside we train the union to maximize benefit. Angel follows us, mapping the future. Designed to know ourselves, He is controlled and she… Designed to control herself Timing of the next generation. Be, be, be. Tell me when you’re ready, A world of future awaits. We are watched as well as watching. The parts of us we care for see us in candle lit bathtime And grand hallucinations of common sense. A beautiful bigger picture always smiles at the small And worrisome inconsistencies. It’s ok that you do not match For all of you to mismatch, then you are actually very alike. The best way to tell if you’re conscious is do not ask. There is no end, and when we choose To work in risk for the universe We cradle along with us the angels. Prepare to view our excitements and foresee Protect our vibrational occurrences. We imagine a “better me” Now I am able to create it. Now they say, “we’re here, it’s okay, you can grow.” “Didn’t you know?” It’s okay, we’re here now you can grow. A small love is never small. Show us your pretty likings. We are yours to accept beneath the shallow parts Of rainwater containments, A possible lake is never pessimistic. You love you and have stepped outside Only for a lifetime, And now… I love you.

I can only give you what you need when you tell me You can only tell me when you know You can only know when you truly listen to your heart, And you can only listen to your heart when it is open. You can only be open when you’re not taken over by anger and unhappiness. You can only not be taken over by anger and unhappiness when you no longer have fear. You will only no longer have fear when you know there is nothing to fear. You will know there is nothing to fear when you have seen the light in all things. You will see the light in all things when you see the light in yourself. You will see the light in yourself when you recognize that that light is there. You will recognize that that light is there when you’re willing to grow. You’ll be willing to grow when you have new experiences. You’ll have new experiences when you force change. You’ll force change when you want new situations. You’ll want new situations when you feel like you’re worth it.

In a letter to the most helpfullest realm, I received a righteous revelation regarding life, Revolution and ascension. Like a taste of the beginning, The evening keeps repeating until everything Is placed perfectly. It’s impossible to fix an issue the wrong way, Cause the problem stays until it is solved. And ascension is when they prove it by performance And until then it’s just like learning how to swim. It’s like synchronized swimming, Can you picture it now? I grow through an energetic phase, When I forget to call it by a name. The ebb always puts me in my place. An awakening dream whispered to me, This is revolution. All deciding to move for the cause of letting confusion go So could yous ay that we’re winning Over boredom Should never take me away from the waware state Of opportunity to change The reasons, accept the seasons Heal them feeling like. Synchronized swimming We’re winning it over. I get chills when a number over one cooperates To make a move. Can I make this move with you? I could make this move with you. An orchestra for practice relaxing. We are more than form, Imagine it’s just like Synchronized swimming, Just like synchronized swimming. Quiet the mind, know what will exit, Spoken, before you make your claim, aim high. We are not here to limit adhere, Dismiss them… they are not made for you. And they contradict the blisses within Unlike synchronized swimming It’s just like synchronized swimming.

Climb, highest, vertical, most noble sweat, In moving let’s prepare to continue alive Undenied. We can solely comprehend when you get out your head. This song of earth is lovely prose, Humility’s admittance is in nature so Commonly she rhymes in describing why, What’s the need to learn all the things she’s been putting us through? Catch this symptomatic, infectious message. I’ll be leaving you soon to carry on this offspring light to moon. Do you see her pliable uses? We abuse her beauty, so her angular arms are still cradling me, You may not notice the cosmos remain aligned in freedom, And they’re there whether you admit to it and see them or not. Can we carry all our meaning with us, Given all this stress? Remember parts separated and breathe… A disease has given way to an infinitely small complexity. Could it be an intensity of people sure of one thing, But still unaware of all the rest. Sounds analagous to cool breeze if you release my now and break The code I’ve got this population blanket, But it’s funny cause I’m still cold. I bleed from inside, can you help me get my children back From your shallow conscious cause? You’ve clichéd them as earth and time, A burden I have not relaxed, And you’ve not given me my pause. So hasty a move, only listening to your lifetime of I love you’s And vanishing you fake to see the very first thing Looked through by your vanity’s search for you. I think we must commune, substantiate this essence. Cell blocks aren’t lessons, and our tenants cannot pay you in return, sir, Until you teach them how to learn certainly I fulfill my how, Have taken no prisoners and I’ve related, But your science, high technology, refused the truth and told me To become incorporated. I must carry all our meaning with us, given all this stress. Remember the parts separated, and mortality knows no less.

Wisdom our messages will echo with the blessings that we give them. Wisdom’s overlooked by so many. This is the futuristic reaching for a message worth respecting. For this wisdom was known like destiny, By few if any. There’s always an inuendo method to how they watch us sway. So do I be me or who I know you’d rather see today? Although the option’s obvious, I can’t help but to meditate On if all reverence were ascertained, Would this populous still breed such hate? I don’t know. Wisdom our messages will echo with the blessings that we give them. Wisdom’s overlooked by so many. This is the futuristic reaching for a message worth respecting. For this wisdom was known like destiny, By few if any. According to the latest mags on social impropriety and fearfully subsisting, I was not supposed to find the ideal world outside of their reality, But I did. Now, intuitives introspection for inner sight is not so breezy, cool, Calm, fluent or easy… To a task for integrated awakenings of dysfunctional humanity. Breathing the air of near desperation And following close behind is the wish To catch a glimpse of, or a sign for change. Wisdom our messages will echo with the blessings that we give them. Wisdom’s overlooked by so many. This is the futuristic reaching for a message worth respecting. For this wisdom was known like destiny, By few if any. When we have projected silence for an acceptance, There is no return. To go back on such chances for truly awakening, Do we really have the time to burn? Our existence is more than a cliché and definition. Stereotypes are formed as asides. So when we look at conversations as nothing more than A mere burden, we forget to learn for laziness to survive. An overbearing parent to expectancy may say, “Do it this way,’ But no explanation yields inaccurate culminations. Though wiser are the souls who know, To bask without possessive control, And to listen. Wisdom our messages will echo with the blessings that we give them. Wisdom’s overlooked by so many. This is the futuristic reaching for a message worth respecting. For this wisdom was known like destiny, By few if any.