Heaven from the male  and earth from the female
The eleven has crossed its path
One above one below
Peace of 7 followed by eleven
Within the tree of heaven
Synchronicity of its mystery
Connection of the trinity
Moved physically, swimmingly and admittedly
One ashore waiting for its requests.
Authenticity felt like electricity.
Dreams of its lucidity
Flames of Infinity  
Expressed with its imagery, wickedly and explicitly.
That brought them tranquility, metaphysically.

An innocent child is praying in the background
While the scythe is at his pathway
Transformation Beings
The number 49 and 13 is followed
While angels at his side sings
Where the new journey of life begins
The star above washes his pain from the rain
Where he is to gain from the level of his pain
Things in his life are abstain
He rejected his left brain
Things changes into his domain
Chains broken using a mustard grain
While he maintains and elevates into a new smooth plane
Later on he will explain and proclaim his champagne.
With God in his veins.

As beautiful the rose will be it will always have thorns.
What hurts are the parts of is thorns of its beauty.
A plucked rose will lose its beauty but a rose by its self in it's soil will bloom.

Ghost in the shell the circle of 3
Things happen before we came
Things played like games
Unfinished business of promises made, hoping to see each other again.
Sadness that is connected like a church key.
Conventional understanding cannot be gainned of the feelings still remains
Ancient side awakens like a buried  treasure.
Hoping to open its key
Where beauty still remains.
Temperance at its course 333

Many lives lived
Twin flames came back possibly to experience hell?
We met in this gambling hell.
Notification of its awakening
11:11 of its number from its wishing well.
Time like a death bell.
Memories lost but feelings like magick spells.
Love that cuts both sides, blead and farewell
Mirrors and attributes ran from its self.
Exhausted hoping for us to be saved and well
Other things are not said but you can figure it out very well.
The cycle repeats like a spiraling hell
Six and nine in a hotel
Twin flames seeks justice like an alarm bell.
Painful feelings of anguish but i treated them well.
Water is required to fix this lake of hell
Fertilize a cell with its ***** cell.
Everything  felt from a mother cell.
Life in an egg shell that rings the door bell.

Life is like a maze
Some of us plays and some of us stays
We're like a variable with a key
That opens doors to be free
Only levels to be found on a twisted battle ground
Mice that runs around
Some of us gets spellbound and some of us turns things right around
Like a circle in the ground.
Maze like Broadways and stairways
Bats that uses ultrasound
Solving a puzzle with life in its background.
Some cheated and some left in a burial ground
If one can see everything they will be safe and sound
That uses the nails to break them down, using the power of sound.

They're kings lives in one house
The one is twisted by the number eight
The others are bothers
They're selective people from grate people
In the area of residential people
They're powered by fire water earth and air one is more dominant than the other.
One can use all and combine them together.
They've come along way together hoping for victory on certain matters.
Shifts of changes in small cracks and no traces.
Working together to create places
The elements protects them from faces
And wards them from evil in tiny places.
They excel in the work and fields to create an empire filled with shields.
Conquering darkness and keeping balance in their selves.
Becoming masters of their selves.
Enemies fears their progress but They're slaves to the author's  test
Working with the 6 of wands of conquest with diamonds of many hands that provides the power.
Shifts of dances of many states into the reality that is by faith.
Listening  and waiting for a bait hoping to fish the fish that is by date.
Doubts wards off his enemies uses them for his possibility.
His mother dreams comes thru blessed is him that with his favourite color that is blue.
The chariot pushes him further and weight removed.
Freely he goes and follow his  dreams overcoming with love by his faith.
God gives him the strength and answers connected together that he becomes the master.
Hoping to see something that gratifies him with the best possible answer.