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Everything that came from within, into existence from the light within,
Mapped out and encoded
All that I am.

I am, when I was
back then
Right here
Over there
Up close
At a distance
Far a way
In a picture
In my drawings
Sculpted in stone
Rendered in 3D
In waves of sound
A Hanging painting
writings of life
All around
360 degrees of information
In every direction
In every corner
An Equilateral Paraliptited octaployed
Moving through every dimension simultaneously
I only needed nothing more the silence to get to really understand

All that I am

Derek Rodarte
I Didnt forget my power
I didnt loss my mind
Just drifted into infinity
Now, as I come back to a world that is ready.
In a world of endless possibilities and scattered lightwaves

understand it is focus that makes a fire.
this was life Changeing and transforming!
Art is the structure of currency,
Money holds a value even though it itsn't worth the paper its printed on.

What created its existence was a question.
What is the value of anything?

Art became the price of life , enslaved by its creators, Art was now controlled by the very thing we were creating, Money

Slave unto itself , by the media they made , controlled by the makers of our own creation we were fed.

What was fed became federal,
reserved for times value for the measure of work it takes to keep life sustained.

Life cannot be without money, just as money can not be without art or there is no Trade.
Do you want my art, then please trade with money. It keeps my life sustained, my art sustained
Down the river through the valley into the mountain range,

through the desert to the egg where I was born, were the cactus talked to me!

when I cracked out the egg I thought I died
I thought I was a thought
before the cactus reply

"you finally came out a son Reborn"

looking at the cactus completely torn
I asked were he was, were I was to find....

Cactus said, "WHO?your mind? Hes gone! Don't look for him, for him too long Too long far gone.....dont you see whats wrong? The truth is simple, without him, a life better "

that's when the owl appeared, sitting upon on the cactus head he said, Oh Owl I am, but WHO are you?

"I do not know? But desire to find.
A wizard man, whos name, whos name is mind.
Do you know Who knows These answers, these answers I seek to find?"

Owl - "So we ask to ask but never believe,
Ones energy exists with inside, for isn't that all we need"

cactus said "indeed"

The blue sky evolved
Then changed like fire
With eyes turned gold,

A wizard owl and cactus show me a road

A road
Were all the meaning of meanings UNFOLD.
It's opinionated to evolve, your way of being
To declare the clearing of one's passion is the response to one's inner self.

A radiance that screams the truth is sacrificed through its pondering.

Blasting with booms
A heart sounds through the wall,
traveling waves glaze the drums,

A marks vibrations sustain on cavans,
A persistence of markings
The etching vibes back,
This persistence sustained

But what the young boy didn't understand
was the truth viding back from the future
He created with a clairvoyant hand
I will my will
From The power of the crown above
To infinity of my everlasting love.
He Focused
I will become more then my ego
I will be one with being
My being will be its presence
My presence will reflect my awe
Mindless in meditation
Spiritually connected to wisdom
I will shield myself
From unwanted unconscious behaviors  
I will become better then I am today
I will look inside to find
The treasures of space and time.
I will
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