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Only the realization of intellectual overload when my existence needs to give credence to the four rachibi when at rest
In this lifetime always be prepared for what comes next
Such a beautiful Moon that sits on the throne of infinity beaming from the skies
Look up and listen for the sultry benedictions of its midnight tales and divine lullabies
That superior light can travel your cerebrum to the third Heaven, given of its ancient stories to tell
Open your cognizance awareness, or the twisted fables in Revelations foretelling of its Hell
There is nothing to amuse but dark and the feel of its silhouetted heat
Cries of forgotten humanity held captive in a damnation Urn, rotisserie meat
The portal of self when traveling through the sands of time
Searching for that guiding light the higher conscious where your soul and spirit has entwined
The passages that sever one realm unto the next, elevate higher to the ties that bind
Uplift your intellect and find your existence through the divine passage of your, Pineal Gland, your spiritual Third Eye
Since the beginning of time
Seconds and minutes of the clock have turned by the divinity’s chimes
The terminal ill asking ‘is there an afterlife’
Eternal rest and relief from this earthly strife
A challenging affair to answer with several variables to sift through are involved
What a funny riddle the intellect always tries to solve
That third eye ordained within the cocoon of the womb
A far intellect to have journeyed past Yeshua’s tomb, the Blue Nile, and Egypt’s sands dunes
To know if hearts arrive within the calling of infinity, ashes to ashes dust to dust the miracle of us, then gone too soon
The beauty of the brain when maneuvering through the portals of ancient rites
There is no time of elevation only the cascading of a mythical beaming light
Have I died and moved on
The mind, body, and vessel of the soul has touched many dimensions and heard the creed of all the universal Psalms
Those secret societies and the facades of damnation in the mystic, their hidden numerology agenda right under our nose it silently drifts
The hand that rocks the cradles and the gigabytes, their collective summonses are wired and deeply embedded in it
Misplaced mentalities with dual personalities assuage for greater denominations in the pulpit
Two headed serpents that hunt flesh, molest the minds of children, and then denounce Evangelist Women as being taboo and unfit
A religion oath to self is one of divinity’s most cherished gifts
Inhaling, bringing the body back into the shell from where the soul is placed
The flow of blood coursing through our veins, vital organs of survival are miraculously encased
I never understood dark minds and why we learn to hate
Death of the spirit is found in a heart who refuses to psychologically communicate, who only berets
After the Book Of Revelations’ there is a race to be won
Unto the eyes that sees the truth and detail the struggles, our worth here on earth, thy Kingdom shall come
My cup runnneth over, my earthly battles have already been won
On Earth as it has been foretold in Heaven
A celestial being with the softest scent of a Yoruba Goddess, twenty-four seven
24+7=3+1 (4) elements of the wind
Faith is what steers the soul to remain standing, or wickedly bend
Numbers, Astrology are sacred, it's the equational foundation of life before, greed, wraith, envy, lust, gluttony, and sloth, the origin of sins
The seven opposing virtues of civilization, humility, generosity, patience, kindness, temperance, diligence the righteous passage that should be found deep within
If only you could sit, meditate, travel by the speed of light outside the mind
The Twelfth Dimension, the awakening of sleepy spirits and the revealing of life's meaning unto all mankind
Knowledge in my world is Divine Power
To understand the light, darkness, Fallen Angels, upside down crosses, and as they say, the beings who are the confessors of Dark Light
Tongues of peace, and bowing to the shrine of Satan in the darkest hour
The sacred scrolls are told in the Book of Enoch’s plight, hidden and ostracized from plain sight
Not upon an idolized crucified blue-eyed prophet who is worshipped by the degrees of various theology names
Scriptures that were not indoctrinated by the timeline, which we give homage, sing hymns in His resurrected fame
I worship the Most Supreme High, to know the Father and the Son are not the same
As we leaf through a divine parchment of disunity, inscribed with generations of incest, lust, murder, debauchery, and shame
Heaven or Hell is found in your heart, your intellect, and how you perceive
Crimes of the heart, crimes of the skin, crimes unto humanity are always well received
Your faith is tested daily, and cooled by pages of the Good Book’s ideology of the original sin
Paradise deterred for generations upon generations by the immoral taste of Eve’s skin
From the beginning of conception, festered with Giants, Nephilims, Jinn's
Forty weeks to give birth
Ten centimeters of contractions, from the seeds created from the migration of man’s endowed girth
The Ankh, a relic of ancient ancestry a replica of the womb, the fallopian tubes, an amulet certainly to adorn of its symbolic worth
From darkness, the soul entering through the divine passion as the red sea parts in the renewal of birth
Lay peaceful hands upon the belly and pray to the skies to ward off any beast’s curse
The head crowns unto another lifespan sliding out the portal of blessed fluid to breathe, to soar, to fly
Pushed down and out as the world now hears the fear of its first cries
Unto the slavery of alarms clocks, working by the sweat of one’s brow, from sunrise
Sundown is the relaxation of the mind, heart, and body when sleep overtakes
Awakened only to repeat the same fate
Know this is temporary, as energies recharges and sparks the shell of humanity somewhere else
Nomadic memories fades of self
Deja vu is the only comfort from a begotten time we once lived, have felt
Yes, you have seen the mere flashes before
In the greatness of your presence, your insights have moved on as the placenta has been birthed from a previous life the subconscious concealed, once you tapped into the spiritual core
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