Again

In the times we sook protection
From the elements of ourselves
It was nice while it lasted
Victory when the elements of ourselves
Give us liberation
Rather than bondage
The connection never goes away
Just changes
We just confess
To the new love
So cheers to new loves
My cheers comes with no confession
Cause as of yet
I was only just
Not happy with it

And I know
Happiness is the sign
From the universe
That your on the right path
So this is what makes me happy...
Cultivating myself.

You can't swim in the ocean
Without swallowing some salt
So let the cut last

Love isn't a competition
It's an experience you learn from
And when it's over
We move on...

Cheers cheers.
To friends and memories
To strong feelings
And understanding eventually...

Trust comes with understanding.
But some things just never come.
And waiting my memories catch up to me.
The beauty of life sweeps me along.
It's happened, O you know it's happened before.
I let the beauty of life sweep me along.
And again I am happy.

The Warmheartedness Our Conquest

Too perplexed by a lack
Of fortitude
Of consistent
Power
Falling
Into ourselves
The warmheartedness
Saves us
In our memories

To wonder and not seek
As patience permits
Guarding our throne
From the majesty
Simple comes easy
As easy as positivity
A warmhearted position
On the human condition
The few and the many
Argue too much
In a beautiful world
We look the other way
And instead, O instead of beauty
We don't create it
Where would violence be without...
Ignorance.
A lack of understanding
Causing every problem
Which persists

I can't touch your smile
When it's stuck
Inside of you
I can't touch your ignorance
Because O you so know it shouldn't exist
My hero is strength
The strength to exist
In understanding
In bliss
Truth was my inspiration
Because the moment persists
Joy, Joy... because you got over it
Being helpful is nice
Your heart is on fire
And the passion of the moment
Is not lost.
And now I can't touch emptiness
Seeing the existence...
Of all of this.
Just too much... Warmheartedness
Too much happiness.

The plan was as plans go
Moving somewhere else
And somewhere along the way
We find it

Patience because vice was always our weakness
And compassion our conquest
Virtue our fuel
With virtue we never run out

There goes the hero of existence
Positivity
To seek your throne over it
Would not be just
Throwing stones
While dreaming of the day
You won't have to
Was never the plan
O where did the time go...

Justice is happiness
Health is wisdom
And time a piece of all of us
So I feel the time go by
Feeling all of us
The warmth oh the warmth
May your spirit be soft
Feeling the warmth wherever you go
For the hardheartedness
We melt with a dignified response
And if it doesn't melt
And breaks us
The warmheartedness of our position
Brings us to permanence

Warm my soul with the grandeur of your humble conquest
And I will sing along with you
Happy ... and the same
Happy... and the same

Your Glory Chokes My Death

Your glory chokes my death
As the energy which is stagnant
Increases shaking itself off of me
A flowing
Not to increase
But just to be

Your glory chokes my death

I find in this energy
A reason to act with care
We try to be a part of something
Greater than ourselves
As the foolish
Continue to talk
About themselves
In tones of increase

I said to be
Without increase
A part of all of this
No thought to fill myself
Would be nice

And as the time comes near
We think to ourselves
The times we changed
And we want
Again to do the same

Bringing, bringing, change
Torn apart we cannot stay
As we laugh
We see the truth
In the joy of permanence
An understanding
Of consciousness

Your glory brings me humility
Chokes my death

The natural world
Opposes only that which
Chokes itself
Rather than be pleasantly

There is no opposition
In survival understood.
Understanding
Without egoism
A survival in tune
With the survival
Of all of this
The conquest of individuality
Is a fear of death
Not much of a conquest...

Rather I say
Your glory chokes my death
With respect
And my humble bones
Breath in victory
The conquest of the whole
Is in feeling it
Seeing its pulse
Send blood to the individual
Ending the misery of individuality
The temporary happiness of individual success
The temporality of the individual
Lies in eternity
And as we ask the question
The answer lies in respect
From understanding
All of it in togetherness

O' togetherness.
I call your name
With care
The simplicity and the complexity
Understood as variety

Can you change your view
While staying the same?
The flux of growth
Ending nothing but the previous contest

A contest of might
Falls to the wisdom of insight
As power flows through all of us
A power of becoming
Different yet the same

Speak to me
In tones of variety
And please my soul
I will not beg for anything
When this pleasantness
Is so easily
Attained

If I were to ask in earnestness
For an ending to the charade
Of trying to change your neighbor
While your stagnant increase solidifies
Trapping us

I no longer seek
Being trapped
In the comfort
Of misery
And the genuine solution
Was always in humble positivity

To correct a flaw
Is power
To speak while lost
Is to choke our victory
Rather than simply host
What is already victorious
What already pulses between us

Between us is a sea of change
An all presentness
Time warps in accordance with your desire
This you learned as a child
But never felt a desire to conquest
It in an argument

Argue with your fate
As the idea permits
A contest
Still the mind
In permanence
Finding the meaningful powerful
We seek after the same

Momentous or torn apart by all of this
We feel the power
Not an either or, but the choice feels like
It must be made
Energy is not destroyed
Only transformed
So says the voice
Of reason
As reason permits
We obey the conquest
To do what is right
Belies a story of salvation
Regardless of your culture
You will find yourself in the truth
If you tell it
Find yourself in the bliss
If you give it
Find yourself in heaven
If you live it

The prophets did not mean
To give you a contest
Yet it was taken
Finding in your well intentioned heart
An urge to make someone else
Like yourself

But I say
Your glory chokes my death
In strands of humility
And your change makes me realize
How your still the same

So please, surrender my vice
To the compassion
Of knowing what is right
Through not lacking and filling in repetition
What is already full
And when I look around
I feel the fullness
To act with care and learn how to be defeated
Was all that was ever required of me
Everything is full simply die
Happy
And you will live happy

Living and dieing
Seen as one and the same
I become all of this
In earnestness

Our place

Two things.
Love and calmness.
Life was
A lesson in
Doing the right thing
Until understanding came
And took it all away
Peace, Peace
I've yet to find
Anything but peace
Worth fighting for
I give my body
In your name
In order to come
Selflessly

Into the holy flame
We are born
Needing the same things
Finding ourselves sometimes
In excess
Other times
We are in poverty

A poverty doth attack me
And I proclaim
I come not for myself
But for this
To attain
That which begets
The holyness

And O' I do not have to attack in return
For the holy flame
Scalds those who seek my death
Eternally
Some escape
In the lessons
Securing their fate
Scalded temporarily

Beget that which lacks
In a place
Coming into itself
And I feel the instruction
Satisfying not just me
This entire place
As it boils
In its gifts

The satisfaction found me
Once
Doing the same
Thus my understanding

For to seek after
Satisfaction
Is not new
The story old
Some have found it
And they tell the story of bliss
A story of the balance of control
And openness
A story of the balance...

Power...
When it is found
It is found forever

Transforms the excess
Into the solidarity
Of togetherness

Consume, consume
Taking desires in your own name
Don't call
On the father
In your own name
And then blame the saints
That you little understand

This place boils in its gifts

I see the power
And in its place
I seek no substitute
There is nothing wrong
With suffering
For to learn
What is important
Do not blame your creator
For the mistakes of living like an animal
Being afraid

Fear not for your life
But for your soul
Easier said
Than done
The journey secures
The destination
And in this we take
Our place

Can you answer the call of the poverty?
Permanently...
Fill the hearts of the broken?
Can you be there for the empty?
And banish their emptiness?

To fill the hearts of the heartbroken
Takes not a material
It takes love
Comes from your soul
Not this place
When you understand this
With your feet on the ground
You will float above this place

And we take our place
Away from the emptiness
There is such a thing
As completeness
And as it is found
That which is gained
Is not lost
For faith
Is simply understanding
Yourself
The vibration
Of the authority
That creates this place
An all knowingness

Fit the words
Around your experience
The spiritual
Is more subtle
Than this
It takes a sensitivity
Gained from giving up
The crudeness of
Ignorance

Then do what you wish...
Take your place

Indescribable

Are you spinning away?
For our sins we perish
Counted among the few
Who even noticed

I saw the light
Unnoticed in the eyes
Of the many

But I was spinning away
What did it mean to us?

Forsaking the trying
For all of us
Continuing on
For eternal satisfaction

Satisfaction
Ending the desire
It goes round and round
From what we want
To what we need

And my desire
Strings me up
To the end
I request
If I can manage
To find the meaning
In between

Every moment
Now satisfies
Something inside of me
As I receive
Freedom

Falling through our hands
The moments
Not like sand
More like sorrow
In retrospect
Of leaving the cycle
Of life and death

For I was
Here
And now I am
Here without
The desires of this world

The desire of the world above
Begets sorrow in me
As well
As the world of the demigods
Is no longer
A goal

I see the cycle
In completion
The completion of freedom
From desire
To a higher purpose

The wine of life
Washes me
Indestructible my love
For it was formed
With faith

The completion surges in me
Anew
The desire of the demigods
I delight in
For in the past
I have desired much

To forsake this
For something else
Is something unimaginable
To the cycle
Of begetting and rejecting
In words simple
In essence insurmountable
Without a higher purpose

I find meaning
Not in the feeding of my mind
Rather in the momentous
Truth

The mind another organ
It wraps itself
Around the truth
Hopefully

Serene
Serene
For to be beyond this cycle
Is to be beyond what you have dreamed of
Concluding

As the conclusion drags you down once again
And your karma burns
With your suffering
We tell the story of unpleasantness
Dissolving

It did not please
Your soul
For some time
And time went on
Due to the crutches that binded you

But the unpleasantness
If it did please
What would you have learned
That this crutch should be burned
And not respected

Try to move on
Without leaving anything behind
And I watch
The flame as it teaches
What is beyond

The universe delights in itself
Sexually
As science creates
Jokes for itself
To solve
In repetition
Of still suffering

We were born
To delight in ourselves
Our true nature
Not a story told

So tell the story
It's what makes sense
And as the world turns
Some lose the void in their hearts
And find meaning in each other
Sealing their fate

The fate of lovers
Is to be
Lost to this cycle
Of repetition
Of the indescribable
Always being described

Eventually
This fate is felt
With all the power
And authority
Of the holy force
That dwelled inside it

God is love
And love is god
For this we burn
Our karma
Until we understand
In full

The fullness indescribable
Bliss

A Likeness to a Covering Being Removed

Heroic
For we fall
Streaming to Heaven
Without needing to get back up
Again

And the crows
Call on the reaper
To ease their
Burden
Without understanding
The origin
Of this place

Striving to get back up
Past the created walls
Of intellect

Force, for yet to learn
We have not yet learned
To not use force
Rather that I speak of benevolence
The calmness
Of grace
The time
We tell
Strikes
Back at us
As we abandon
Our means
Temporarily

So precious
The bliss
Of freedom
I speak of giving that which
Releases burdens
Without
Avoiding them
The respite
Of understanding
The means
Of caring for yourself

Jealousy
Holding the fibers
Of this place
Together

I watch
And learn
Caring for
The preciousness

And I hope
Your respite
Has exposed
The means
To your freedom

As we find
What it means
To be human

The king suffered
In a way
That can't be explained
By a repose

Living in a state
Of learning what is liked
By the soul
Caring
Caring
Yes I like this now...
It's gold

Attachment
That which
We used to get up again
Past the things
Disliked

I'll build my ship
With my creator
As things are gathered
And not transformed

And the weight
Beckons
From the past
Avoidance
For to avoid
Is to not care
For a part of life
And we speak not to care yet
To be

Permanence

moving away from that which you desire
again
feeling
a lack of self
as the tides of time
take you somewhere else
ah the tide of time
the glorious
the infamous
the flow smoothness
it doesn't beckon as a desire

all the world
sits in the lap
of desire

time can't be monetized
without disarray
and the mind
becomes habits like water
its container
clinging to the shape its been before
so how
can you tell time?
I was
telling you
in the effort
of the moment
no longer
will I tell time
the beauty
is in array
how can you feel order without the flow
as it is felt order is understood
time is the expression
of the self

not going with it
is the cause
for a lack of self
we have noticed ourselves
in our moments
and fallen
in love with the program
as we watched our actions
change

an easy thing
to steal your own time?
with ineptitude
of doing without heart
something understood
and forgotten
as a habit

the delusion
of the material
forms itself
as an obsession
with the mechanical
intrusion of thoughts
which delineate
the plans
of man

an opinion
an intrusion of vanity
let the desire
define the world
if it want's
could never define
me

I will move through it
and continue
not missing my mark

to continue
yet
we continue
for we last
through fire
and suffering
and wants and desires
pass over us
as ghosts haunt
the memories
of the heartbroken

listening
to the
heartbeat
of civilization
we hear our own styles
echo our preferences
and grow older
sometimes out of ourselves
losing style is basic
to losing the self
as we drift
and history takes its course

knowledge is covered
with your feelings
dirty with the suffering
of eons of lifetimes
the baptism of eternal fire
coursing through the third eye
ah now I see the covering released

To talk to wish
To tell stories
This we learn
But it's all useless
If you would ever back down
From doing what you think is right
The essential lesson of life
Before the first liberation
Of the soul

Consider it a fight to the death
but death represents
non self
and you can't
back down

The self runs from itself
anytime it turns
to desire
to secure
the permanent

I will give you permanence
In my eyes
Not for what I have is permanence
But for where we are going is

Meaningful Concern

concern for yourself
it rid you of something
that you didn't want

and time went on
concerned
for itself

taking care
of truth
guarding
the ignorance
the proof
remains
in the virtue accorded to you

because we were never lost
just misgiven
to the things
that were consuming us
rather than given over
to the preciousness
of not being consumed
regardless of the risk
the safety remains
in yourself

And with your actions
are accorded the domain
of your destiny
lording over paradise
as we were predestined
to take
the fruit of the tree
of life

after eons of
concern for yourself
consciousness
concerned

obsessions expanded
until the wake
of holy fire
left nothing
which remained
in discomfort
the thing which striked me the most
was how subtle
the suffering was lost
as layers received
like dust

nothing changed which captivated
the obtainment of glory was superseded by true worth
a value underneath
every higher motivation
everything leading upward

the value leading the soul
upward
out of the jail
of bewilderment
that which is stuck
in the idea of stuck
is still stuck

authority mistaken
as a mechanical device
applied
rather than
the vibration
of faith

and this obsession
we took to survive
takes no negativity
in its name
a positive addiction
meaning bringing the world together

the meaning which means action
based on the safety
of understanding meaning itself

action detached
from clinging
this clinging you remember
as it takes hold of you
difficult to be delivered from

but delivered we are
as we take our destiny
in the palm of our hand
and act not the age of our bodies
but meaningfully

Refinement

To the extent
We remain
In our own mind
Flawless to the injustice
Released from the drama of tongues
Tongues found out with their guts
Not their heart

Excitement
A cause for simultaneous relaxation
When sleep and a rush are combined
In the moment
Yoga

In the world
A cause for defeat
Being of the world
Felt sweet
Until the bitterness of defeat

Suffering caused intractable marks
Intractable
Till the holy fire came
And lifted it away
Changed you to your first memory

So
Released from a flaw
The release of sexual tension
The doubt
We come back to the same breath

The same breath
The same end to violence
Found in breathing's tones
Of color
Breathing speaks in tones of nonviolence
Urging you to do the same

The sparks
Oh the sparks
Of holy fire
Are everywhere
Touch touch
Its easy
We speak of release
The shadows of reason
Follow the choices we make
But some choices remain
A regret
A worldy matter concerned with benefit
While the concern labels itself
Apart from you
It separates from the flow
The important parts

Importance not measured
Or gained
Rather felt
Intrinsically

The whole thing
Golden

Before the memories
I remember now
How it felt
Not truly

My perception
Of the engagement
Set the terms
I rendered
As the choices I made
Became faith

And as that perception changed
So did the terms
And the choices I made

For to do what
For a goal of some sort
The motivation deeper
Than blood

Try something
Motivated
By grains of pleasure
Refined and pure
We hold ourselves
To laws of reason
Not reasons of refinement
And I say
The answer didn't take a question
It spoke in limited tones
To that which issued forth
Before it

Perceptually anew
Fresh lines of thought
A mental buzz
To think thoughts out

Now we feel
Removed from the excess
Which previously
Colored our days
In shades of luxury
Doubtful luxury
Followed by confidence
In the melody
Coming from your body
Has a specific tone
Mixing with yours

The melody mixes it all away
And the rhythm
Is realized
As a part of the flow
And as I melt
I feel removed from anything resembling
Discomfort

Knowledge no longer based on memories
But rather the energy
Felt intuitively

Humble and sick
Rare do they meet
In the same being
In their purest states

The purest state of action
Is heaven
And that state below
Caresses
Leading upward

Action action for to speak of action we act
And in reverse
We ponder too much

I think I found the perfect delay
Between actions
And the codes
Relayed

Its found in the balance
Of smooth
Interjection
Of attitude
Motivations underneath

The refinement found
Easy enough
Understand easy
Is it more refined to speak
or to act?
The balance always
In the delay
As silence gives way
To conversation
Truth parlays
Reason
Mediating
The words we say

And in the truth
Was found strength
Despite the balance
Of delay

Waiting for our return

Whatever happens
We are still blessed
So baby
Just be careful
And care

For everything
In creation
With your spirit
Blessed and happy
Beyond the suffering
Beyond the vanity

Trust
A word
Not to be misgiven
For the faithless
Meant with faith
And dieing in my arms
Never was so easy

I see the consequence
In the consequence of wonder
And I wonder

Where the tracks of man
Will follow you
Be you hero
Or stillbirth
You return

Blameless
Blameless
Find the reason in my eyes

Trace my bones
To my actions
To see through me
Seeing only
The discourse
Of what your prepared to see
While the mind
Continues on

Trace my actions
And sign with them
Treaties of peace
Explosions of
Abandonment
Of violence
Couldn't you see
The wreckage
In my eyes
There's your future staring back at you
The holyfire
Abandoned your faith
In violence
And you stared on with muted tones
Not allowing yourself to hurt others
Led to the eventual liberation
Of your soul
While we traced our actions
And analyzed them
Waiting for our return

Celebrate

I open my eyes, and I see in front of me my lord.
And I see my challenge. And I give it to you.

Knowing I have enough to smile. In the holy fire in my heart.

I receive the kingdom. And the kingdom speaks through me.
My heart flounders in my fear, and my self.
So I receive the kingdom, and my domain.

To increase to increase. To want to want more.
I leave behind false dominion. And this want to increase.
To have what I want. Is my true domain. And this holy increase that I now possess. Is nothing more than the truth of my being. Nothing more than me getting what I want in my heart, my soul.

This isn't about, it isn't about what could be.
The infringement of your mind upon paradise.

Paradise gives all that is. As the truth is the authority of our domain.
The expanse of our talent is life producing itself.
Not the lies of wanting something else.

I give in. I give in. And I ask for forgiveness.
So It won't happen again.
Fill me. Crucify me.

Let me receive my dominion. Through yours.
Jesus, The king of Israel.
Has domain over all.
And his conquest is yours.
As the truth swallows all that was not meant to be.
In the flame of conquest. The flame of victory.
Faltering weakness. A cause unheard by the kingdom.
A thing looked down on by the lord of all of this.

The kingdom's salvation rests in the reception.
The reception.

So receive I doth proclaim.
And not with these words but that which spurred them forth.
The kingdom and its might.

Forever forever, we will remember him.
And everyday I will celebrate.
The king.

My Shelter

The prince of the air
Has no power
Besides that given to
Him by the throne of paradise
Given way to the corruption
Of weakness
I fall over my lord
For my weakness
So my lies don't eat me alive
And I survive
Not in the kingdom of filth
Sir I prepare to allow
This all to be taken from me
So I can be clean
So I can be clean
Take it all
Not for spite
To form another opinion
To relish in myself
I fall over my lord
To attain the holy of holies

And I find
What I seek
In the release
Of the holy fire guts
Given to me
By the power
That exists
In between the opinions
Of broken air

Seek seek
Repeat repeat
Finding instructions written in the drama
Of my righteous surrender
Of which I cannot seek
Anything else
But what is given to me

As i said
I fall over my lord
His feet clean my soul
As my suffering causes me to repent
And be clean

And I decide
I will suffer
In him
Until the day he takes it away
For he is my lord
And in this holy fire trust
A bond I will not break
Out of momentary jealousy

So please please demonstrate and provoke
A cause to repent
A jealousy
Underneath my demeanour
Is my intent

I'm not breaking to let you
Under my skin
Selfless weakness
Selfless strength
Selflessness

Tragic delusions fill the air
As solitude in connection speaks
A language of experience
You were given over to yourself
As you caused your self to persist
In shades of solitude
I wish to speak

But the peace finds me
Looking for my heavenly father
In the son of his glory
And I cry
I release

The course of events
Made available
The choices I made
And I won't speak a thing
About a lack of grace
For my eyes see effortless
And my hands move with my intent
This frustration 
This frustration
Gives way to power
As I am pleased
With a sense of permanence

So cry foul and set free the dogs of war
For forgiveness seems to be beyond
The children of wrath

I die I die and cling to what's Been given to me
No person is anything but his through his creation
And to reject that a folly of experience
So go
Reincarnated joy to experience once again
And learn the lesson
That all authority
Rests in the kingdom
Of the isreal of god
Not of the mind
But that power given through infinite begottenness

My shelter
My shelter
Is the paradise
Of Christ
And to him
My consciousness
A gift
My crucifixion his wish
His painful sacrifice
Given so ours would be a release
And when your ready to receive
The gift
You will understand

The Mark of Christ

I'm lost
In anything but the sacred moment
Surrounding us

So don't hide

Your eyes

Left behind selfishness to bear not
My own burdens
But another's
In the spirit of charity

Before I had seen the same thing
Over and over
Things changed
Because of my desire
My passions I want crucified
Based on a higher desire
The purpose of predestination
Which set us apart

It's important to appreciate
The good
And be thankful for it
Those in the household of faith
Urge my forward
And I allow
My desires to be crucified
Choosing rather to know
How hard this could be
I feel it I feel it
And perhaps you feel it not
But perhaps the spirit of graciousness
Allows you to answer the calling
And bear not the burden of illusion
Which calls not the righteous

Be not so literal! Feel the spirit! The purpose was amazing! The fullness exceeding! In our words we shadow the earth in the shade of technology. Our purpose should not be to make this easy. We will find ourself disconncted in our ease. Seeking carnal pleasure. I'd rather proclaim to those in the shade. To suffer in Christ is to become overjoyed and to pleasure in the flesh the cross unreceived, a challenge unanswered. Do you think your strong? I ask you not what you are... But what you are not... What makes you feel the exceeding rather than the satisfaction of carnality.

The spirit calls me forward as not only that which I am. But that which I could never be in myself, a host like my father as we exist to be.

So let the pleasure be crucified. And host the world indiscriminately. Being good to all. A host exceeds and does not squander what's beyond opportunity. In exceeding we give and even in our failure sense joy. Because we live for him. A fullness undeceiving a feeling to the faithful and a reality to the saints sitting in between their eyes. The fire takes its course and I let go of what I felt was important. You take your time... I will simply express to you how I feel...

And in this even if I fail. The kingdom moves with a grace I crucify myself to host. For you... For you... For the heart sealed by its own experience. We set free accept the seal of trust. The mark of Christ.

But Rather To Exist At All

Oh the sight in my eyes
I exclaim I have for you

To delight in all of creation
As it's a part of you
I proclaim my inhibitions
To see more clearly
In your sight I reveal
Myself
Not to be seen
But rather to be
At all

So put the pressure on me
And I fold if I hold my sight for myself
And not for you

To this degree of power
We feel
And it makes us proclaim
The kingdom
In our ears
Of beauty of reception
Of the grace of the cause of all of this

So falter falter
I feel you on my skin
And I make my choice
For the essence of creation

Falter falter
And we will still win
Because the power falters not for us
It cause us to be
And be
Endlessly

And in this we partake of the spirit
We who speak in the tongues of the guidance
Feeling the desire rise and the purity spur us forward
To be and to receive are synonymous
The power which causes you to move
Is your soul choosing to exist
To receive
And that power we receive
It's not that it defines us
Rather we partake of it
And feel it's consequence
And so I choose to partake of the spirit
And urge you that soul which chooses in it's will to persist
To partake of that spirit which was created for us
And we feel the consequence
You suffer the partaking of a lesser spirit
But still I feel and I hope
Are forever ours
For you will find your meaning in their tones
Of voice as they address
Your accomplishments
And in the insight
Of the love you find
Paradise will redeem
Your flaws

Still still we address our desires
And still still we suffer the consequences
Of boredom
Of denial of the true openness

So the washing of my soul
Commences the spirit of revelation
To help me receive
More fully

To deny because we close ourselves
Disappears
In the washing
Of the spirit

Too clean to not receive
Open
Open

As the boredom strikes my flaws
And I begin to falter
I ask clean me.
So I remain open.

And please please. Do not let me close the gate of destiny. The openness of calm serenity. With my selfish cause. My selfish release. Oh please please. I ask of you to receive me as I hope to receive you. And in this we will receive all that was meant to be. Through the love of each other. Through the togetherness which concerns itself...
With all of this. Beseech me with power in your eyes brother not with desire and your completion is a part of all of this. The power of openness
Causes me to scream and be fit for everything. Because I wish and in this wish I hold the world for everything. In this desire I feel for the world, I feel it for everything. To go forward with just this sufficient yet I cry to the pleroma, fill me with the power! And the decision I will make, to go on an express this holy charge of energy. The holy passions that in it I found serenity. So I ponder the causative faculties of your mind. I ponder as to deliver this message securely in understanding, yet I know servant of the divine, the spitting image of our father will appear, in you, in your infinity when the power you feel, inspires a holy passion, not one leading back to your self. This the teachers have spoken throughout the ages.. end your passions and you shall die to death, but I speak to you, the pure desire, leads a path secure. And the holy passions protects the wicked from themselves. Impure desire the cause of suffering, not desire, for it created us. And as the holy fire coursed through my body, my body, this message I received, as I was released.

And the tones of holy fire surrender a melody for my servitude. It exalts the heavens and vibrates serenity upon those as of yet unspoken for. I will use this holy passion in my heart, to tear us who are kings and servants simultaneously into

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That Which Knocked Me Down, Filled Me With Holy Fire...

Don't bury your self in your self
Feel the power of the kingdom all around
The power I feel to exist

Wickedness... Oh wickedness. How doth you think to win? But yet a temporary material conquest when the spirit watches noting your name and excluding you from paradise.

The smell of victory rushes the pain away the sacrifice was in the excitement of doing the right thing. Cosmic holy certainty enters your soul and for the moment you are calm. To explode to explode I ask my savior where when and if not now I fall over him to deserve your company.

I pray to reach union with all of existence. And in this salvation I include those I care for in my union.

Do not protest your labor and complain your faults. Exclaim your folly as your death to be let die. Your labor duly preformed with a holy fire readiness and an excitement for more. I ask you servant of the kingdom as I am to obey your orders accept this holy fire and the game dissolves in holy fire bliss it resides in your body when you choose to make you life selflessly. I know in the choice I made it came to me. And now the fire sits in my throat. Until I scream it to you.

Go to pursue again those desires... And you will find your way back down. I protest to you to not back down as I will not. For victory is not in those left standing on the battlefield. But to those who died righteously and to those who now exist with their eyes burning with the fire of Christ. And as his swords will tear them apart. Our eyes will help deliver the fire.

Kingdom, I Cry...The Crown... I See.

And every ounce of selfishness that's left. I repent. Accepting the kingdom into myself. The power of Christ is the power of my true self. The power I accept I die to death and live to life. Because I gave in not to the surrender of living death rather the truth the power of selflessness. All I beg is to never do another thing for myself. Please I beg of you. And I cry and am answered in my tears of generation in realization. Oh please the power I feel is a power to understand. It turns the truth into all that is. And the power that gives life is the power I accept. In his name I was baptized and I cry out father. Generation!  Calmness...

The power to speak gave me reason to hold myself so close. And those years I spent were alright. A history of desire and in this I realize not to act for myself is truth. It is sustenance. It is grace. And in the mercy I received crying the tears I hope will always exist. So much better than ever feeling selfish again. To perish is to persist in death and to accept the true power to live in a life of existence of reception. I receive oh I receive. Take from me my stubbornness take from me the injustice of not trusting you. Clarity.. Cleanliness that exists with all of creation and I ask of you to see me die with your eyes and know here I am flesh and blood as our savior and still exist. We lament.. We lament! Knowing not the true power and in this we suffer separation. To lament is to suffer selfishness I lament my own selfishness and in my genuineness am saved. To run takes a form shown in the eyes of the separated. So I beg of you with the power of the truth. Of this it was prepared of me. To be called and to give myself to cry out and no longer ever want my self to exist for itself. In this I am fine. But not for you my brethren I would be dead. For life is togetherness and this is shown in your desire for all of us. Too happy I think of myself. And this I wonder a respect for the truth leads me out of a paradise blocked by selfishness. Trust me to never fall over myself before I fall over my lord for your benefit. And I will break my legs to meet this benefit. There is nothing without togetherness and there is nothing for me in falling short. Drive.. This I speak of... Motivation...nothing without all of this. I feel it in my heart. It is too beautiful to not care if I suffer a sorrow to surrender righteously. A crown was given to the anointed before he suffered and the fulfillment and the reception of this crown is our bounty. So cry and laugh and release.. Royalty to know and not to suffer... to know and not to judge... and to choose to suffer selflessly rather than delude oneself in vanity. But you know we are overjoyed in our suffering and the infinite writes our name in the book of truth of life...Prepare.

Inherent

Beauty..It's what you feel inside. Radiates from the center. And so I dance, I move. Without the struggle of self consciousness, my consciousness breaks through. I am inside.

The sweet smell of harmony. Let us give energy in all directions. Through our mouths, not to betray the omnipresence, with our egos, we talk to glory in the celebration of creation. So listen.

The sound of justice, was the inherent inspiration. Rather... rather... we scream for blood.
The sweet smell of harmony. The life force is not neutral. It is life giving. In happiness we see harmony.
Becoming a piece of something greater.  I no longer hold the creator to pay for my own ignorance. So I smile at the justice.

Aggression, aggression... go get what you want.... I'm turned on, without expectation, of any consequence. Inside.

Solution...Jeopardy

Whims when you know its real. Make me believe...The inspiration to exist, finds me. But you continue the parade of questions, you ask yourself. The actual descent of something upon the land, the descending of holy power, and the ascent of the soul.
No longer to lie in weakness, just to stay alive.

Just too easy to stay in misery. And I express myself, this body, to let it go. Not to hold on, for fear of losing something of concern.
So I spot...The weakness in myself, and not one to be so...tragic. I allow the spirit to put it in it's place.
Peace...Peace....
Peace....
You owe yourself excellence.
The passions have left a trace. Upon my life, that I can't seem to clean....yet.
I wasn't arguing with the saints. Done digging my own grave.
You call this sides? I don't see the point in digressing.... into the false self.
Receive the spirit of cooperation.

No side but life. And creation is on the edge of your destiny.

So give me reasons...for my consolation.
Please explain, and I'll hold on to my ambitions.
Not to call life on a whim, and apologize. I'll do it when I mean it.
And this meaning, it's how I really feel.

 So I fight, I fight righteously. To wish upon this carnal desire, for anything, is a mistake. So I should fight this righteously. And in the design, of following all of creation. Relief...
Oh, its relieving to feel... the release.

And power doesn't come from anything but, the mercy of our creator. Mercy upon our souls, for the delight of all of this. This doubt is useless to me. Worse to darken my life, so imperfectly.

Second guessing life, second guessing myself, blaming humanity is just being unable to let go. You can see a flaw in anything... So...

The blessing is upon your will. And the secret transmits peace. To take a stand, in the arrogance. Takes legs beyond its pull, and the cause of grace calling your words. I turn oh I turn my face, to god.

A simple doubt my friend, that is all you felt. To expand it is to indulge. And I release.

And in this release. Is light and liberty. Anyone could choose to indulge a desire. How does this, lead to satisfaction? Oh indulge... we indulge until we see for ourselves, it leads us round and round. Without doubt is security. Confidence comes with the energy.

I set it down, and destroy, the insecurity. Run? I'd rather destroy impurity. Starting in myself. To destroy it is to set free, the gates of destiny. Open to the calling of openheartedness. Closer, closer than touch. Is the point right in front of me.

So touch me, touch me, with your edification, I call upon the saints, and the savior for delivery...
To want! To want! Oh this that I want... This object of my desire. Is it pure? If not I repent. To watch the ascension, with my eyes. And these bullets in my back, I pay no heed to the pettiness, unless it is with the mercy, of our creator. To destroy is to prove, your wish, the desire, could not be eternal. And as a part of eternity, you see, we are naturally superior, to this temporary satisfaction. Doesn't satisfy the soul our father gave us. It puts it in jeopardy.

Mercy. Mercy. The fulfillment of the law, came with a message. Not to jeopardize your self in the falsehood of literal judgement, and to follow the spirit. So here is the reminder of his blood washing me, the spirit of all of this being received in full. The washing of rebirth, is the bliss of solution.

Sustenance...Victory.

Will there be judgment in their eyes... When we need no other. Besides the judgement of holy fire and spirit. You speak of... the ideas of victimhood... The victimhood of selfishness. So made victims of falsehood... I surrender. And repent. Under the sway. Of something... Besides the purity of creation. Where else does the question lie? Besides the brain, the mind, of the confused... Would I ask to know, If i was satisfied... Would I judge in my vanity?

So what will be sent... Out your mouth. I receive the spirit of courage. To repent more fully... It's a trade the action's you pursue. The pursuit of a thought without understanding, Is the pursuit of a vanity. Like an ignorance I would not villify, for the seeking of the power, of the kingdom. Why choose on the dry land of ignorance. When your purity wants to see the waters of life. And I open myself to them. To be free... But yet I make myself the victim of a slow delivery... My desire temporarily satisfied.... So I rejoice to find the words filled with power, filled with spirit, calling to my heart. Out of this temporary satisfaction I walk... Not looking for a craving. I put a word on it? Oh I put a word on it... It comes back again. You understand not my anger, so find not the reward of defeat.

The holy fire rage lights the walk of the solitude I speak of. The seriousness is lit with a passion of lightness....And the holy fire dwells inside.

So seek not that which finds you so looking for... the consequence. Die to the consequence. Without death. And the sway of your self. The spirit of all of this... But lies lies... wrecking our dignity. The reception of something into your heart. The teaching of the blessings of your enemies. That which came before prepared those who abandoned you... And now you repent for your own actions.

So take the reward and I die to the fear of giving as I am anointed as a piece of creation...As all of this. Not to do a thing that isn't burning with holy passion inside you, Is the reward of the courageous. To give is to receive the kingdom, in it's glory. A glory we swim in while thanking those we aid, and loving our false enemies. Who are found in lies in their own mind. As I find the truth of compassion and sustenance in the fulfillment of the law. Fulfilling me...Fulfilling.. all of this. With spirit not the shelter of the scared.... But yet you still judge. The movement was made. No one moves without the power to choose, to enter the path of correction. And the release of pettiness. The petty thoughts, and the petty things which follow them... All grace comes from the center, the pure desire of our creator. I lay down...And surrender. To be forgiven and cleaned. Accepting the kingdom into myself. Only then can I claim victory...

The Grace....The Grace....

A deadly passion
Is different. Than the purity.

We tried to change. Oh we tried to change.

And those who wished for it to remain the same.
Were they being selfish?
Either way. So was I...

Another misled
By the fortune of illusion
When I say take care.
Do it for everyone.
Not for yourself.
And the light will find you looking for,
Whats in front of you.

Coming to a point
inside yourself
I destroy the impurity
And do it williningly
Knowing my father prefers my anger
To the illusion.

And this preference
Is a pure desire
That forms all of this.

Yes. It's not about you.

We fell
We fell

But if we weren't scared
Where would the problem be?

The fall from grace.
Left those scared.
Who didn't repent.
And the strength leaves your mouth
Upon your surrender
To the lack of.
Giving.

The grace
The grace.
You will never see....
With the mind set on accomplishing selfishness
And you know its ugly...
And its not about you.

So yes celebrate. The fashion of the times without regression to denial.
Then you can have, the whole world.
Without the ugliness of human weakness....
Because the surrender was to a superior force.

Wish No Reason

I feel it shatter me
This is lovely...
It destroys
The petty parts of myself
I've been avoiding....
But underneath
My disposition

And in the destruction
My desire becomes pure
I let the holy fire reside
In where it pleases
And now it pleases me.

Pettiness to be tortured
By distance
From your true self
Yes he lives in my heart.

Before you were just a hit
Now I can't help but care.

The destruction
Of impurity
Beckons us
To freedom.

This worldlyness
Is a distraction
From our communal life

No one can separate themself
From everything
But yes
I see the uglyness inside myself
Known as selfishness

You can't free yourself from the world
Because it doesn't bind
It's inside of you

This power
Breeds compassion

A deeper spiritual ecstacy
Dawns upon
The filling of the body
With the holy fire

Deeper than can be
Imagined


I never meant to
Oh I never meant to....
But I did.

Why excuse myself
When I have to deal with the consequence
I'd rather remain a piece of this
Creation.

A servant forever
So give me my tongue
Brother
And this teacher will speak through me
Through this fire burning
In my stomach

I ask not to deny
The silence
Rather to commemorate
This life
And our part in it

You can be a pure now
I know because
I see the fire everywhere
Receiving the spirit
Of the commemoration
I lose the name
Of the struggle
To be separate from creation
Was my enemy
And now I smile
My happiness is for you
Brother...Sister...

My heart sings
For the power
To show you
The feeling

To receive the spirit of everything
You ever wanted...
Yes, it's a mystery.

No longer shall my pass
In this place
Be a warning
Rather
Fill yourself
With the glad tidings
Of the spiritual ecstasy
Of the redemption

And this carnal suffering
It speaks of mistakes

I don't want to do it for myself
Cause I made you happy...
And this selfishness
Is worth nothing
The repetition of mistakes...

I'm calling you to nothing
But that which your soul desires
That which our father has prepared for you
In the time
Your suffering shall leave you
I know
For I suffer
And am redeemed

 I repent for my selfishness
And am redeemed
And there is no suffering
Besides that which is given
To the selfish

This strength is no conception
I fall into suffering
As I become selfish
And I feel the power redeem
And wish no reason
Besides you...
They say the end is nigh.
In vanity
To judge them
Is vain as well
And the trap holds the agressor
Just as it holds
The victim

Because the enemy
Is inside

Give

A changing heart
Finds itself in its surroundings
Emotional truth
Find itself
In other's eyes
And it's all there is

Too easy to not be a coincidence
Don't take the wisdom
And set it apart
It's important as a part of this
Yes... the whole

Doubt found itself
Negating the system of values
Coming before you
As an expression of the doubt
As the cycle repeats
Trust finds salvation
In faith

Call it what you will
We got swept away
In the moment
You can't avoid the truth
Without denial
Of what you want
As well as the just reward
For following through

All obesiences follow the power
Of the kingdom
Or your falling over
Yourself

This time
I try
In the center
Knowing my enemies
Are inside

My Christ
Satisfies the heavenly host
As it descends in delight
Upon the land
In the form
Given to it
By the father

And the love follows
As form follows future
Future follows form
 Lost in the emotional nuances
Almost found a new enemy
Argue argue
There's a story to be told
In our actions
And this wealth is spread throughout the land
It's in the twinkle of our eyes
As we turn the mush
Of inanimate objects
Into interest
For the greater good

 I see
What I couldn't confront
In front of me
Focus

The emotional rift
Between another
Changes with the conversion
Of ignorance to trust

As we learn
The highest law
Of love
And trust
Defeats the weakness
In all its forms
As that which doubts
See another form of weakness

Raising voice in
Defeat
Or victory
Either or be humble
And comfortable
To relax is beyond us

Greet your enemies
And confront them
We came not to lie
But to expose the truth
And in this we delight in the glory set aside
For us

Rather than take
What is not ours

Folly speaks in a language of deceit
Childishness we learn to avoid
With each suffering separation
From our heavenly desire
That which satisfied our soul
And gave us our light
Our reward

The carnality is comfortable
Thats why rebirth
Begins with a death
I died to the law
To be reborn

And in the spirit
We confirm our soul's delight
It begins with emotional trust
But no
The comfort follows
Habits of denial
We've made juries of our mind
Judging for ourselves

Yes nature says
Kill to survive
It also says doubt what you don't understand
Eye for an eye
Leaves everyone blind

He came to set you free
From this
That cannot happen
With contention
To survive in carnal comfort

A judgement rests upon
A perception
Of an emotion
Based in distrust
And your lost

Yes, if not?
Why did you say
Something without thinking of the consequence
And act in a way to punish
As if your brother and sister
Were deserving of something bad
Instead of mercy
I find condemnation in my heart
And this enemy
I struggle against
Is in myself

Your brethern deserve compassion
As we give
What it takes
Another breath

Belief
And what it follows
Trust, hope, love
These are the positives
Bringing you beyond
Yourself

I cannot rest in myself
For this place
Is a transition
To our reward
That brings us together
All of creation
Purrs around us
Vibrating with the energy
Of lifeforce
If we step back
And pursue the habits of virtue
The story to be told
Stretching back in time

Yes the faith of hope
Speaks to those
Who feel it in their heart
As others follow the path
Their judgements lay out for themselves
A path of human desire

I rejoice
For desire can be satisfied
And in time
The genuine nature
Shines
Showing us
Our own doubts
Dug our graves
As our brothers and sisters
Watched
Stubborn as well
We kill ourselves
With each denial
Of the truth
And we pray
That the light finds you well

Unity of Selflessness

I think this world can bend and break
Before I do
Perhaps because
 I signed myself to a cause
Of selflessness

And now the patience
Comes as tomorrow
Does

Did you need to pull me in
One last time?

I think the world
Of you
My brethren

But I'll let the world bend and break
Before I do

Selflessness doesn't break in pieces of emotion
Known as negative
So I'll break it all
My carnal self
Reborn in the spirit
Of patience
Of diligence
Of satisfaction

 Where were you
When I needed you?

Now it's all of
This
The partial
Or the whole?
What will you choose?

Negativity
Is just a lack of
Satisfaction
You see that desire
Yeah it will be back
Again

The Angels have taught
The way
And made saints of many
And through this spiritual discourse
We seek the savior

Ask and you shall receive
If you ask with faith
Your resurrection shall occur

The power is not to get what you think you want
But to get what you truly desire
In your heart
That which satisfies
Your soul

And in return
For getting what I want
The words of discourse
Challenge
The ignorance

You see
A challenging life

I see perfection taking
It's course

An idealistic surrender
When you feel
The superior force
For the greater good
Surrender
It will save you
From a lifetime
Of suffering

And as the kingdom takes it's place
We achieve our destiny

So stay pretty
If it's all you can do
For none is worthless
under the sight
Of the lord

As we serve
We rule
In our servitude

The authority of our father
In heaven
Carries us forward
If we choose
The path of correction

The holy spirit
Descends to the temple
Of our being
And shows us the meaning
Of satisfaction

How can something
Pain the spirit of satisfaction
For the blessings bring you beyond your means
And what can break
Doesn't need to be fixed
For to lose the life of attachment
Is to gain the life of bliss

And this bliss is spiritual
Not material
Not of the crowd of temporary sustenance
Is the unity of the spirit

Blessed Be Our Vessels

Refrain
Rephrase
Find my course

I go with the fire
The holy fire...
The errand of the portrait
Is the seeking of release
Yes paint me a portrait
Of your heartbreak

I'll find release
I let myself die
To be reborn
Again

And now I'm not trying to understand
Because the spirit is with me
I just look at the scenery
You see this mystery
I see angst clouding a perfect sky
And the spirit is release

Dieing to never feel this way
The flesh permutations of pleasure and suffering
I give in to sacrifice
Rid myself of this
Turmoil
Give me the spirit of grace
And I am grateful
Lo' and behold
The poverty is increase
As I hold not the false king
Of glory
Of materials
To increase my ego

The dust settles
And I wake up to the memories
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Anointed as our savior
It's like I can hear
The chimes
Of heaven
And the story they tell

And swim in this glory
Of holy fire
I will never seek freedom
From the yoke of Christ
Shall I give you a word?
If not the word of the kingdom
Full of discretion
And warning
So hope
That your words become full
Anointed as our savior
And you sing
Of the anointed we come
To live through the death of the consequence
Of the law
The fulfillment of the law
Lives in my heart
As the spirit resides
In another redeemed
By the blood of Christ

It comes through
A genuine sacrifice
Becoming a toll of another lost soul
Finding the light
A toll of grace
Given in blood of the anointed one

I see
You see
How petty it would be to shake this off
The words you say
And judge
Oh receive the spirit of judgement
The spirit of patience!

I won't put bondage on the free
So don't judge me
Because life is all around us
As we refer
To ourselves
Your pleasure
Is nothing compared
To the spirit of grace
The spirit of things to come
So I surrender
And to not be whimsical
My whims die
To not be fanciful
I release from my lost self

And in benediction
I find something worth
This vessels time
And my creator
Blessed be our vessels
For we drink from the infinite
Yet to find anything
Worthy of distracting me
With the finite grasps
It grasps onto me
As I grasp
And the holy fire
Sets me free

So I see

The Spiritual Whole

The spirit of peace
Is in the spirit of war
The tone of one
For the benefit of the other

Yes we fight for peace
And this indiscretion
You see it put me at ease
Not because it was what I wanted
But because it was a part
Of all of this

The spirit of happiness
The communion of life
Disciples of fate
Between the rhythm of time
What makes a man a man
Is it his sight?
Though the blind tell you how to strut

The communion of life
Brings us forward
Receiving the passion of saints
Those whom we look to help
Deliver us
And in our brotherhood
We find a grace and a benediction

And in our brotherhood...
We don't wait
To tell each other
How we feel

Receiving the flow of compassion
Each moment
Part of the spiritual whole
Do not struggle against the glad tidings
Of our salvation
For no one will be saved alone
But rather in the spirit of graciousness
The spirit of benevolence
The spirit of brotherhood

To the Spirit, I Hope, I Am Free

I look back on my scars
A spiritual conquest
Gone awry
And now the spirit resides
In whatever it touches
Through me I see
A primal destruction
Of whats wrong

A spiritual surrender
To the spirit of fate
Indistinguishable
From the spirit of
Our free will
Oh heavenly father
We seek to know

To surrender my will
Again I remember
A time when I was gone
From this place

And in my surrender
The spirit resides
My ego dies
A primal destruction
Again

The spirit of the modern world
Lifts me up
To the skies of a proper civilization
In spirit we fall
To be caught
And in the flesh
We are nevermore
Ourselves
Only a fault
And a feeling

The image of doubt
Was the image I thought
Again I surrender
To the spirit of defiance
To the petty indiscretion
I hope
I am free

The Fruit of the Spirit

I try reality
A deepeness not in the muck
Twisted ankles
Can't step back?
And relax?

Funny to find the middle
Where the washing occurs
I follow the fruit of the spirit
Where there is a great washing of spirit
The flesh dies

One last time to find the truth
Shadow is just a separation of the light
Cursed in its increase
And ever defeated by the prisms of the seed

Try the rest?
Try reality...
I can let go of this and submit
To the holy fire
Intercession
Of saints
Yes
And pray

Because...
How can twisted ankles
Step back
And relax?


No certainity
When I speak full
In the vanity
I listen to the words of man
Back again
No remission
Without sacramental baptism

It is in the certainity
That the words are not my own
The outpouring of the spirit

I just let it happen

Tragedy is to not receive
The gift of the spirit
And take your position
The herald of your reward
The call of the golden blessing
Sealing your fate in the faith of truth
The heavenly reality

Still the answers exist
For the questions we never seek
Lo' the distance was a failure
Don't stop for ourselves
No reason besides the forgotten

The answer was not a burden
To be forgetten
Like a failure
Too soon to be forgiven

And far too soon
To not be an end to the part
Desiring the flesh
A carnal excuse I hear far removed
From our creation
I try to be respectful
With my body

Thank god for the fire of the heavenly host
You will be surprised
When it descends
Burning an increase
Into your happiness

We are the the anointed proof
To the power
Still wanting to increase?
Not watching the spirit remind us
Of our savior

Oh,
In my increase
I can't just let this go
Proof to the power is inside of us
Receiving a gift
Spiritual remission
Of this flaw

Dancing with remorse
A flawed recourse
Difficulty strain doubt and then release
It's the tribulation of the sense of self
Those with sincere hopes may last and cross the gate of Heaven

Not To Repeat the Lust of Mistakes

Looking for meaning
In an injection
Sorry
A confession

 The realization a year later
It wasn't  done to come to an end

It was to forget about the rest
Things aren't always what they seem
In retrospect I should have admitted
This place confuses me

But instead the course of actions
Sprawled through the satisfaction
Of carnality
That I still feel inside of me

Now
I'm losing a disinterest in life
The consequence of
Seeing an illusion so clearly
As to ignore the rest

Its a shame what we do to ourselves

There's nothing so close
Love it and hate it
Let go
Don't go back
To repeat
The lust of mistakes

Its easy when you understand
I know
The signs
It felt right
But I know
The signs

And wow doesn't it tell a story
Your life
Once glorified
Now I see hedonism for what it is
Muck

Not a meaningful life response
I broke away
To actually learn
To deal with life
Breathe in
Breathe out
The breath continues
Because of the grace of paradise

Came down to the line
Once or twice
Not a lesson I'd try to teach anyone
The lessons of carnality
It won't pick you up
But I will
Cause it's not that hard
Once you've been through it all

Returned to my heart's desire
Try to take it away
Sorry babe
I break easy but not about the same things
I guess everyone breaks at different crevices

I was searching for something else
Theres the sign
The locality denied
Life is in the center
Negate the truth
And suffer

I won't betray my life's desire
To live another life
I like this one

Brace for the challenge
That I should have been prepared for
If I was paying attention
To the signs

Honestly
There's a solution to every problem that exists
Just can't block it and fuck it
Up

Honestly
My heart desires to settle the score
Which feels impossible
So I set time on the wire
And wonder why
Karma is the consequence

I don't need to see this any differently

Setting time free
I forgive myself
Lose the baggage
I know I won't forget the feeling

I can look at you
I forgive everyone

Right in the eyes
I can look at you

Its useless to get screwed up
Just because
Reasons fulfill us
And that will just repeat
A slave to the cause
Of hedonism

I'm not like you
I didn't break down and cry
Except when he died
Cause that day
I didn't even want to do what I did
Yes this is a confession
I lied
The truth is carnal
Too carnal to tell
So I confess to God
And gain respite

And you know the feeling
When you know what your doing is wrong
And you do it anyway
Well maybe you don't
But I'm sure you notice
When your confused
And don't know which path to choose
Those are two completely different things

One is an action
The other is a mistake
So fuck the spoiled life of hedonism
It rots the fruit of our ambition

Closes the options
To killing yourself
Slowly

Our life is to short to color it with rotting fruit
Of what we thought we wanted
Only to later in life
Realize your regrets

I thank god
For my life

The Tone of Beauty

I wouldn't go through the trouble
To take another look
And then move on
All big things
Are open
Like the sun
For all of us

I wouldn't follow
You to anything
But safety

Another day
And we'll find ourselves
On the floor of our ambitions
Wondering what's its worth
If it's all for show
What do you do when it's over

I saw the pattern
In the dust of our becoming
All things are golden
In their true forms
Sealing our days
Into the future

He says bottoms up
Full of habits
As if life was a broadcast
To the broken
I'd prefer the habits of grace
Fulfillment in the glory
Of getting by
Keeping it to yourself
Makes you happy?
How could something outside you
Stop your guts from forming
 another sentence
The intention was inside

To embark on the journey
Was the broadcast
Complacent in sedation
Sedated in sleep
The sleep of judgement

The tone of beauty awakens
Enough fire for both of us
The fire crackles
We will never
       sleep

As if the gradation
The discrimination
Could help you find yourself
It's not a word
A verse
That I'm looking for
Searching
Searching

And as the fire of expression consumes
A paralyzed libido
 Sexual energy
Lights the sky
Not necessarily
Not becoming of sobriety
A class to itself

So petty to close the container
Without knowing
It's contents

And the light sparkles
In the eyes of the becoming
Not too curious
Because I was no longer interested
In your weakness
But I can feel the same
It goes over me
Like the plagues of egypt

I breathe easier
Knowing your there
What does that mean?

And I saw the vision on the wall
Too soon
To repeat these mistakes
Over again

Another chance?

We are still under the sun

Leave me alone? Leave me alone...

Something that's really real
Pulls at me
To express the glory of creation
I subdue
This passion
Pulling at the edges of me

So brace yourself

From Your Guts

To speak and not hold it inside
I won't stare at the consequence
 I'll remember how it was
Cause I got lost
In the beauty of the world
Couldn't see my mistakes
Now I don't wonder why
Cause I'm here

Our desire transforms into
Light
This is me
With the right
Intention
The world is yours
We hold it inside
And then explode
Does it matter?
Cause there's nowhere to hide
From opportunity
From possibility
I wouldn't want to be
Discontent
As if
What my heart wanted
Didn't matter

I notice,
Eventually I decide
To let go
And just do what I wanted
All along
Why bother trying to avoid
What I really wanted
All long
And the height
Of satisfaction
Betrays the carnality
Of vice
To satisfy is to live truly
As we want

So let it come out your mouth smoke
Or go down your throat
Either way I shouldn't be judging
You
Just here all the same
The choice of moderation
Is how we move

And I know the reason I forget
Is inside of me
It's real
As if this was a transition
And it won't repeat itself

I see the reasons
Stealing our time
Away from the indiscretion
Of bliss
Feeling a unity
Not to be separated
From the dictionary

And I say
My reason will never bother you
Because it comes and goes
With the sounds
Surrounding me
Yeah that's my reason
And the knowledge
Allows the self
To celebrate
With the equality
Of harmony

And then when I suffer
I remember
This isn't me
Couldn't be because I know
The bliss is what I am

So perhaps
It's time to pledge
Ourself to a discrimination
Our mind had made
As a tool
For this face to see
It's reflection
It's consequence of desire

A ripple of careless things
Teaches me to care
While I take my time
I'd take care of you
But baby your too far away

It's time
To smile in our own life
The completeness of our self
Lost in the judgement before
A fullness, in my self
Gathering the grace
Of unity
Nothing is too kind
To be temporary
As I release myself
From the darker
Trajectory
Create and be a part of
The unity

Trust is a lot deeper
Than your skin
The assumption that it would ever matter
I trust, these kinds of things
The kinds that remind me
Who I am
The kind that
Show me not to look in you
For something inside myself
 As the servant
Rules the kingdom
In his content heart
It's the power felt in the enlightenment
Of the transformation
Of sexual desire
Life, to enjoy this energy
Without the detraction
Of modified
Destruction

Creation comes from your guts
Finding something more meaningful
We often feel as if
It didn't matter
Where we've been

But instead I think
To remember
And wonder

Justify

And in the throes of spiritual
Ecstasy
We lose our self
And gain true spiritual
Authority
As one in bliss
Sees the truth

The one in bliss
Congratulates you
For your greeting
And urges you onward

No need for the varieties of sorrow
Differentiated misery
That call you to vice
While the scriptures
Of every religion
Call you out of this serene distaste
Called carnality
Yes we are ever so comfortable
In sin

Comfort to be
Is not comfort to see
The wisdom of virtue
When we are so stuck
In a lack of confession

So do confess my friend
As I do and shall
For we need not justify ourselves
With actions unnecessary

Do not act without the authority
Given to you
As an heir
Of the throne of our father

As your inheritance calls you to
Delight
In our creation

We need not construct walls
Between ourselves
As it makes the breathing difficult
Proper to tear the walls down
And know ourselves as we truly are
Brethren

Fear not for yourself
But fear the lord
As the one who keeps his
Commandments
Will be exalted above the nations
Of this world

As the nations rebel
And suffer to find repentance
They rebel against each other
Against the completeness
Of creation
That trace of unnecessary
Aggression
Is distasteful to our creation
Self-justification permits the continuation of mistakes
Weakness to not confess
And be set free of the carnal
The carnal separated us
Let it be no more
By your choice
To no longer linger outside of the
Kingdom
Acceptance of the throne of man
Acceptance of this deliverance
I beseech you
To not beseech in unkindness
But rather follow each action
With an intent of truth
Hold fast in an intent of purity
The sacrament of kindness
Follows the sacrament of love
Binding us to paradise

Seek not with doubt in your mind
Knowing the soul of god
Our soul finds repentance
In the soul of our father
Truly indescribable

And the one in bliss
Who can see the unity
Of paradise
Is in the faith
Of the resurrection

And I beseech you once again
I confess to have had exaggerated
Myself
I confess to having this sin
In my character
Not to beseech in vain
But rather to see the law fulfilled
In us
In our love

And we will reach the heights of our
Belief
Based on our works
We shall be judged