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jdmaraccini Oct 2013
Amble into the churning vortex the purple sky undulates.
The darkness devours the day; shall mankind grimace and falter?
The outcome is unambiguous, the sky is broken like an open scroll.
Three spheres cascade, black clouds shutter.
Wheels-within-wheels covered in eyes, the Ophanim descend,
surrounded by a golden altar, the wheels spin a radiant light.
Crushing bone, crumbling stone, a symbol of justice begets a reckoning from the might of the celestial throne.
Six wings the Seraphim are holy,
with two wings they cover their faces,
with two they cover their feet,
with two they begin to rise.
Four faces the Cherubim are glory,
eagle, ox, lion, and man.
Four conjoined wings covered with eyes,
guard the way to the tree of life.
© JDMaraccini 2013
jdmaraccini Oct 2013
Standing alone in silence, on a cliff made of diamonds,
I look down at the world and see it for what it truly is.
The sick grow weary, children starve on the street,
the rich grow mighty, the poor continue to beg at their feet.
The world leaders continue to speak, filling the pockets of the elite,
with each drop of innocent blood, our humanity grows bleak.
All alone I watch in silence, as the innocent are slaughtered;
since the beginning of time, mankind has chosen to live in darkness, where they stay mesmerized day after day.

Holding hands with a child, I look deep into her eyes,
I see a beautiful creation, I see a magnificent light.
Then we rose into the heavens and joined the legion of innocent lives.
Standing alone in silence, I watch the diamonds in the sky.
© JDMaraccini 2013
jdmaraccini Sep 2013
Life is a vast spiral tangled in the mouth of purpose,
we are human and live as one regardless if we are aware or not
Life has meaning, and purpose is a wonderful word.

We are more than we're taught to believe,
take a slave who is humble, honest, and meek,
conceived in chains that crumble, worthless and weak.
When this slave has a voice to honestly speak,
purpose will be what sets this slave free.

I beg you to question everything
until the truth is alive and heard.
Limitations are not superior
to the little information we all incur.

Hesitation is a noun, not a verb,
take first place instead of third.
Close your eyes to the blinding veil,
all your thoughts are overheard.

I take this cup of purpose and drink,
with all my might I take this flesh and dip my ink.
The wrong is blinded by the light,
I am born to dream in life.
I die from life to finally see,
I think my dreams are born in me,
without this I am nothing.

Life is a vast spiral tangled in the mouth of purpose.
Life has meaning, and purpose is a wonderful word.
© JDMaraccini 2013
jdmaraccini Sep 2013
Divine Minds Transcend

This life is full of circus mirrors made to distort what matters.
When the ride slows down, and our mind begins to clear, we frantically try to quiet the chatter.
Layer after layer we shed our fears until our ego is found,
drowned in the light of a supernova,
then shattered loud with glorious sound.

The earth is a living, breathing body, fragile as it comes undone.
This body has a thriving soul, pulsating inside a honeycomb.
This body has a mind with an ego, that believes it's in full control.
The time has come for our consciousness to ascend to the next level.

The nether world will greet you when the last grain of sand drops,
in the hourglass of fallen people, deep inside a single thought.
We all must follow the burning flock, or purge our life of the ego.
Will you answer if they knock, and begin the spirit walk?
If you walk I shall join you and leave behind a sequel.

Death ends the circle of life, soon our bodies will be vaporized.
Hold my hand and close your eyes, hug me tight but do not run,
for tonight the skies ignite in the glory of our supernova sun.

Layer after layer we shed our fears until our ego is found,
drowned in the light of a supernova,
then shattered loud with glorious sound.
© JDMaraccini 2013

ego [ˈiːgəʊ ˈɛgəʊ]
n pl egos
1. the self of an individual person; the conscious subject
2. (Psychoanalysis) Psychoanal the conscious mind, based on perception of the environment from birth onwards: responsible for modifying the antisocial instincts of the id and itself modified by the conscience (superego)
3. one's image of oneself; morale to boost one's ego
4. egotism; conceit
jdmaraccini Sep 2013
Divine Minds Transcend

Released from the chains that bound me
increased the flames that live and breathe
There is a world that found me
lost inside a lucid dream
The truth is hidden in the spinning ether
woven in the mystery of DMT

No more fear
confusion
chaos
or death
I promise you
transcendence is next

I was once lost in confusion
bound in a body I did not own
I was once the enemy
stuck in a world far from home
A dreamless reality
a nightmare I did not believe
Until one day my mind was blown
I fell into the cosmos
and watched my ego disintegrate
shattered into a million pieces
My outer shell peeled off perfectly

I arrived at a place I can not describe
I saw them standing over me
I could not hide
and then it happened
I was profoundly changed
during my journey in hyperspace

Oceans of light prevail
emotions and fear recede
as the spirit world sets sail
Our burning love endures
in the spinning ether
woven in the mystery of DMT

Embrace the truth
compassion
and peace
I promise you
transcendence is next
© JDMaraccini 2013
jdmaraccini Sep 2013
Divine Minds Transcend

Staring out into the night sky the sound of thunder shakes the trees
A circle of planets hovers in the distance a starry bridge stretches out before me
I see with my third eye an alternate existence ascending me into a higher conscious reality
I see an upside-down pyramid floating over a circle of dancing monkeys

So here we go again searching for the truth
It’s deep inside the looking glass
where only few breakthrough

Do you try hard to open the eye in your mind?
The sound of cries ignite another crash landing
Emotions rise deceptive minds are bending
Does anyone know how much I suffered from this
I lived life, lost and confused then watched my fate descending

So there I was again searching for the truth
I searched inside the looking glass until I finally broke through

I fell into a strange world a world inside a dream
It was there that I found a circle of planets magically hovering
A starry bridge to an alternate existence ascending me into a higher conscious reality
I saw with my third eye an upside-down pyramid
floating over a circle
a circle of humanity

It was there I broke my ego and found the real me
© JDMaraccini 2013
jdmaraccini Aug 2013
Our world was built to control us impeding our ability to thrive,
induced into a system designed for wealth, power, and lies.
Most of us end up broken enslaved for what little we have,
the enemy divides our family as we follow another false flag.
A price is paid for not conceding to an affirmation worth repeating,
as our minds are all but defeated our souls are lost in a hidden war.
History repeats itself as we are kept under control,
when we accept defeat, we allow the enemy to grow.
I was a victim just like you as degenerates overtook my home,
life in the wake of calamity, cast on a pile of innocent bones.
I am not the one you want to convene because I question everything,
I am just a voice of honesty who was finally set free.
Who finally broke through the construct of lies,
the lies we were taught to believe in the construct of humanity.
JDMaraccini
2013
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