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
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
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