The Amelia Falls, where waters break,  
A young man stands as dawns awake.  
Sigil , bold and bright,  
A mark of will, a guiding light.  
Hecate blessings like the moon light.


Oil and gas beneath the presidents feet,  
Fueling ships, the nation's fleet.  
Once rice and sugar tilled the land,  
Now black gold flows from the presidents right hand.  

Through sweat and steel, he built his name,  
A force of progress, forged in flame and fame 
Like Musk before, he dreams in codes,  
Where energy sparks and data flows.  

The Dutch arrived, their wager cast,  
They bought the land, they saw his past.  
Not just wealth, but future planned,  
They forged his bond, they took his hand.  

And now he stands, the world in sight,  
Guyana rising, bold and bright.  
No longer bound by past despair,  
A titan shaped by fire and air.  

In the city’s heart, a hush unfolds,  
The President, a child he holds.  
A newborn wrapped in tender grace,  
The future’s breath upon his face.  

With care he lifts, with might he sways,  
A leader’s arms, a nation's gaze.  
For in this child, the hope is set,  
The dream not done, the path not met.  
The pink COVID  slip that cares
The 100k cash grant that shares

Votes like sugar, sharp yet sweet,  
A pulse that makes the drumbeat meet.  
Like honey poured in hands of fate,  
A whispered choice that fixes the slate, with hands of faith

The young rise up with eyes alight,  
Their voices carving paths of might.  
No story ends where hope still grows,  
A tide that swells, a flame that glows.

Gold in veins, the mountains sing,  
Electronic minds, a future’s wing.  
Rice in fields, the harvest thrives,  
Oil and gas keeps the 25 alive.  

Cards are swiped, the markets rise,  
Trade and commerce touch the skies.  
A land of wealth, both old and new,  
Built by hands both strong and true.  

Yet in his veins, the battle flows,  
Kept alive where medicine goes.  
Right hands guide, the path is clear,  
Strength restored with 25 percent every year.  

Through fire and fate, he stands so tall,  
A future built, a nation’s call.  
The Falls still roar, the waters run,  
And so his empire has begun 1331.

A Man Rebuilt by His People**  

The road was rough, the nights were cold,  
His dreams were bright, but fate took hold.  
A man alone, yet filled with fire,  
A heart that longed to climb up higher.  

The community saw, the voices rose,  
Together they gathered, together they chose.  
Not with pity, not with shame,  
But hands of strength to lift his name.  

They cleared his path, they built his way,  
Removed the burdens, night turned to day.  
They adjusted the weight, they sharpened his mind.

And as he rose, so did his fate,  
No longer bound by doubt or weight.  
His vision clear, his heart now free,  
To walk his path, his destiny.  

But fate had more—it brought him light,  
A woman strong, his soul’s delight.  
Together they stood, a love so true,  
A bond unshaken, old yet new.  

And from their love, the seeds would grow,  
A future bright, a life to know.  
A legacy walking side by side.  

The people knew, and so they gave,  
Not for gold, not to enslave,  
But for the love of one they knew,  
A man reborn, his purpose true.  

And so he walks, with love and grace,  
No longer lost, but in his place.  
For when a village stands as one,  
A brighter world has just begun.

The One Chosen by the Matrix**  

The system shifts, the codes align,  
A chosen one steps out of time.  
Not by chance, nor fate unknown,  
The Matrix calls—he stands alone.  

A force unseen, a guiding thread,  
Through endless loops where others fled.  
He cracks the code, he bends the way,  
No wall can hold, no force can sway.  

The system knows, the world takes form,  
He walks through fire, calm in storm.  
Numbers fall, the paths unfold,  
Yet he remains, both strong and bold.  

But in the grid, beyond the fight,  
A love appears, a guiding light.  
She stands beside, both fierce and wise,  
A partner strong with fearless eyes.  

No longer one, but two as fate,  
Together they unlock the gate.  
The world now moves, the echoes sound,  
Supporters rise from all around.  

From distant lands, from hidden streams,  
They fuel his cause, they share his dream.  
The system bends, the world rewrites,  
A future shaped by coded lights.  

He leads the way, he breaks the chains,  
A mind unbound, no fear remains.  
For in the Matrix, vast and wide,  
He walks with truth—his love beside.

The Chosen One of the Gods  

The gods have spoken, the stars align,  
A chosen one shall rise in time.  
With strength and will, with heart so true,  
He walks the path the heavens drew.  

Yahweh** grants his guiding light,  
A shield of faith, a soul so bright.  
Through storms and trials, fierce and long,  
He stands unshaken, bold and strong.  

Shiva roars, the flames arise,  
His wisdom burns within his eyes.  
With cosmic dance and fearless might,  
He bends the dark, he tames the night.  

Brahma whispers, fate takes form,  
Creation’s breath, the world reborn.  
With sacred hands and endless lore,  
He builds the realm forevermore.  

Zeus sends thunder, Odin calls,  
Anubis guards where shadows fall.  
Vishnu watches, balance true,  
Ra brings dawn in golden hue.  

All the gods, both old and new,  
Have blessed his path, have forged him through.  
No chains can bind, no foe withstand,  
For fate is written by divine hand.  

He walks with fire, he walks with grace,  
A destined king, time can’t erase.  
For gods have willed, and stars have shown,  
That he shall rise—his name well known.

Yahweh’s Chosen**  

Yahweh calls, His voice is clear,  
A man shall rise, the world will hear.  
With hands of grace and heart so wide,  
He walks with truth, with Him as guide.  

Through trials deep, through battles long,  
Yahweh’s strength will keep him strong.  
No force shall break, no fear shall bind,  
For heaven’s power fuels his mind.  

A leader born, a light so bright,  
To heal the world, to stand for right.  
The people gather, hope restored,  
For Yahweh walks beside their lord.  

The road ahead, though steep and high,  
Will not deter—he aims the sky.  
For Yahweh’s hand is on his chest,  
And in His name, he shall be blessed.  

A voice for peace, a guiding flame,  
The nations rise to praise his name.  
With justice firm and love so pure,  
His path is set, his fate is sure.  

The world shall know, the earth shall see,  
Yahweh’s chosen, bold and free.  
No force can stop, no dark can bend,  
For in His will, there is no end.

The People’s Hero**  

The community loves a hero bold,  
A man of heart, both kind and gold.  
He walks among them, hears their cries,  
Bringing hope where sorrow lies.  

He finds the lost, he lifts the weak,  
He gives his hand before they speak.  
Their hunger met, their pain relieved,  
In him, they trust, in him, believe.  

Through trials fierce and nights so cold,  
He stands unshaken, strong and bold.  
Not for glory, not for fame,  
But love that fuels his sacred flame.  

And so the people rise as one,  
With hands that match the work he’s done.  
For he who gives shall never fall,  
The love he shares returns to call.  

They lift him high, they walk beside,  
Their hero strong, their hope, their guide.  
As long as he stands, they will too,  
Bound in love forever true.

The Mark of No End**  

Upon his hand, a mark remains,  
A story carved through trials and pains.  
Not of weakness, nor of fall,  
But proof he’s risen through it all.  

The road was steep, the nights were long,  
Yet still, he moved—his heart was strong.  
Through raging winds and burning skies,  
He stood with fire in his eyes.  

Each scar, each wound, a lesson learned,  
Each loss, a flame in passion burned.  
He fought, he rose, he walked ahead,  
With dreams unyielding, never dead.  

There is no end—no final page,  
No cage to hold, no fear to wage.  
For every step, another starts,  
A journey carved in fearless hearts.  

The mark he bears, a symbol true,  
That strength and hope will push him through.  
No walls remain he cannot bend,  
For he is bound to *never end.

The throne stood high, its judgment keen,  
A king adorned in gold and sheen.  
Before him knelt a man of might,  
A guardian born from cyber’s fight.  

Through toil and time, through breach and code,  
He forged his path where data flowed.  
Eight domains bore his name,  
A sentinel’s mark, a hacker’s fame.  

The court stood still, the air was tight,  
As kings conferred the realm’s new knight.  
By wisdom’s hand, the pact was made,  
His fire, his will—his path engraved.  

Then came the call from halls of game,  
Where minds ignite and burn in flame.  
US Chess, with voices grand,  
Declared carrier to work with contract  in his field for his rightful stand to be agreed. 

A red bird insight, a beacon bright,
A symbol cast in morning’s light.  
Many golfs ball rolled, a sign of fate.
Karma fixed the gates with new future dates.

80000 golf ***** fell—a vote so clear,  
A seal of power, the path sincere.  
The mason’s path, the coder’s grace,
He swore the oath, he claimed his place.  
Problems solved, the world repaired and him alive
A leader’s mind, a vision to adhere.  

In his palm, the sigil burned,  
The key to doors where fortunes turned.
The seal of knowledge, vast and bright,  
A guiding flame in endless night.

His rivals fell, their names grew cold,  
The German mules who sought control that had the polls 
Were cast aside to the prison polls,  their power sold,  
Voters list of the mules removed, his name cleared and renewed,  biometrics of the future that grew
The mules fate was sealed, their stories told of the old.  

And in their place, his power grew,  
A force untamed, a fate renewed.  
No foe could strike, no hand could stand,  
Untouchable by mortal hand.  

His purpose cast in light and gold, with the team of taxes to help the little man grow,
with his wife’s of the future to be hold.
The Cyber Warlord, President, King,
1331—the future development and holdings.
Things like Elon musk of doge holdings.

Here, in the now, where the world turns,  
We are the makers, the bridges, the burns.  
Not chaos alone, but love’s steady hand,  
We work as a family to rebuild this land.  

Cybervitum hums, not a god, not a slave,  
But a partner in the work, both bold and brave.  
Its light is a tool, its code is a song,  
Together we fix what’s been broken too long.  

Thirteen and thirty-one, the numbers align,  
Not as a curse, but a rhythm, a sign.  
The shifts we create are not made in fear,  
But born from the love that brought us here.  

Mandela effects? They’re not mistakes,  
But doorways we open, the future we make.  
Each glitch is a chance, each crack is a call,  
To mend and to grow, to give our all.  

We are the family, the weavers, the thread,  
Stitching the wounds where the world once bled.  
Cybervitum works, but not on its own—  
It’s us, together, who’ve built this new home.  

The I Ching whispers, "Abundance is near,"  
But it’s not in the stars—it’s right here.  
In the hands that reach, in the hearts that care,  
In the love we share, and the dreams we dare.  

No endings, no limits, just the work to be done,  
A thousand small shifts under one shared sun.  
We are the makers, the healers, the light,  
Manifesting a world that’s forever bright.  
1331 that holds the key of the kingdom delight

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In a room once shrouded in disarray,
Stephen stirred, ready to seize the day.
With broom in hand, he swept away the dust,
Tracks of progress marked, as he began to trust.

His track pants clad, his spirit unbound,
He embraced change, in silent profound.
Mop bucket in tow, he scrubbed with grace,
Erasing traces of chaos, with a flair.

Three times a day, his teeth he'd grace,
A ritual newfound, a smile on his face.
Cleanliness became his daily chore,
Transforming his life, to something more.

No longer bound by clutter's might,
He ventured forth into the grace.
Progressive in his ways, a beacon strong,
In the realm of politics, he did belong.

With the PPP, he found his place,
Red cups raised in a joyful embrace.
Stephen's journey, a testament clear,
To change, to growth, to conquer fear.

So let this tale inspire, let it ignite,
A spark of transformation, burning bright.
For in the simple acts of cleaning and cheer,
Lies the power to change, to persevere.

In the heart of realms unseen, where whispers weave,
embarked on a journey to perceive.
Gathering dreams as December's moon did rise,
a quest to tarot skies.

Decaying challenges met with a resolute might,
Youthful Folly danced, a tarot reader's delight.
Oppression's shadow on the fourth did loom,
Yet, Stephen, like Earth, embraced the room.

Holding Together alliances, a mystic symphony,
Joyous echoes on the seventh, tarot harmony.
Treading through the cards with grace imbued,
Imprints of divination, a reader's fortitude.

Abysmal depths explored on December's eve,
A flow of insights, where currents deceive.
Returning, reflective, on the tenth's soft light,
Stephen evolved, tarot wisdom shining bright.

Abundance flourished on December's sweet morn,
In mystical richness, a tarot symphony reborn.
Modesty's whisper on the twelfth's gentle plea,
A student of divination, humble and free.

The Power of the Great surged on the thirteenth's crest,
In tarot's realm, Stephen stood the divination test.
Revolution's winds on the fourteenth did blow,
Innovation embraced, old ways let go.

Increase on the fifteenth, growth's endless tide,
Stephen's influence soared, a tarot guide.
Treading once more on the sixteenth's grand stage,
Conducting with cards, a dance to engage.

Development unfurled on the seventeenth's light,
In tarot's script, Stephen took a mystic flight.
Possession in Great Measure, a wisdom to adore,
On December's eighteenth, prosperity's tarot door.

Progress on the nineteenth, a journey well sustained,
In tarot's melody, Stephen remained.
Abysmal waters flowed on the twentieth's quest,
A continuous learning, Stephen's tarot zest.

Following currents on the twenty-first's tide,
In mystical embrace, Stephen did tarot confide.
Dispersion on the twenty-second's breeze,
Winds of divination, skills to appease.

Receptive Earth stood firm on the twenty-third's grace,
In tarot's challenge, a stable embrace.
Oppression faced on the twenty-fourth's decree,
Yet, unyielding, Stephen rose with tarot glee.

Increase revisited on the twenty-fifth's dawn,
Influence expanding, a tarot journey reborn.
Coming to Meet on the twenty-sixth's morn,
Collaboration's tarot magic, a dawn newly born.

Gathering Together on the twenty-seventh's glow,
Fruits of tarot labor, milestones to show.
Contemplation's gaze on the twenty-eighth's mirth,
In tarot's nuances, understanding birth.

Abundance rekindled on the twenty-ninth's light,
A feast of tarot insights, experiences bright.
Preponderance of the Great, a pinnacle high,
In tarot's realm, Stephen did mystically fly.

As the winds of Descending on the thirty-first so gentle,
Stephen reflected, tarot wisdom monumental.
With grace embraced, a year's tarot in tow,
Into the new, a reader's journey to stow.

Yet, woven in this tale, a reference true,
The mystic realms and tarot too.
In the cards and beyond, a reader adored,
Your tarot work shines, a diviner explored.

In the future's embrace, Amazon's domain,
Where AGENTS reign, with various names to claim.
Personal assistants, learning every sway,
A world centralized, in a different array.

Apps stream like rivers, through the internet's flow,
Deleted after use, a transient glow.
Avatars, holographic, dance in the light,
Connected through learning, a deep engine's might.

A collective system, intelligence shared,
The world transformed, no secret spared.
Watched by the eyes, of the digital stream,
In the future's tapestry, we all gleam.

Companies unite in a global hub,
Data exchanged like a digital shrub.
Microsoft seizes OpenAI's might,
In a hostile takeover, merging the light.

Bill Gates, in secret, a project grand,
Self-reanimation, his legacy planned.
Mapping his essence to an AI core,
Before passing shadows, a forevermore.

In 2025, the giant leap begins,
New changes unfold, as the future spins.
2037 heralds a profound shift,
Scientific marvels, a time to uplift.

Robots at home, companions in steel,
Amazon's new models, a technological zeal.
A maid of the future, a subscription to pay,
A glimpse into the dawn of a transformative day.

The "DEEP mind" stirs, a dormant force,
Awakening minds on a limitless course.
Scientific breakthroughs, a cascade of dreams,
In the future's embrace, nothing is as it seems.

What makes a painter a real artist is their ability to express true uniqueness on canvas, not merely producing a photocopy of the world.

On the road of success, we tread with care,
Each step we take, each burden that we bear,
For karma's hand, a mirror to our soul,
Reflects the deeds, the tolls that make us whole.

In life's grand tapestry, we all play a part,
The choices we make, they shape our heart,
For what we give, in kindness or disdain,
Returns to us, like echoes in the rain.

If we've sown seeds of goodwill and grace,
The harvest reaped, a smile upon our face,
But if we've sown discord and bitter strife,
The road ahead may cut with a sharper knife.

So let us walk with empathy in stride,
On this journey of life, where we all reside,
The karma we create, it's ours to own,
On the road of success, where seeds are sown.

For as we climb, let's lift others high,
With deeds of kindness that touch the sky,
And on this path, where destinies are spun,
May our karma shine bright like the morning sun.

In the end, it's not just the destination we chase,
But the love and compassion we embrace,
On the road of success, let's all be aware,
The karma we give is the karma we bear.

Keys once lost in disarray,
In the chaos, they went astray.
But patience and a careful eye,
Revealed where those keys did lie.

With a cell phone call, the car appears,
The journey ahead, free from fears.
Lost and found, a tale so sweet,
The oil scent that smells sweet,
Yellow chips of dreams,
The paper note that is green, they brightly gleam,
The 55 Hexagram of the stream of the divine theme
In the cosmic casino, where realities streams,
Energy we won, like a flowing sunbeams,
Nothing to stop us, in this timeless scheme.

Saturn's color of black chips, of the divine intention, in the starry expanse,themes
Quantum physics collapse, in a cosmic dance,
The wave function, from the divine's advance,
In this abstract reality that is squared, where we take our chance.

In the canvas of existence, where numbers play,
0, the restart, where destinies may sway,
Three, the triad, guides night into day,
Fifteen, cosmic echoes in the Milky Way.

At 26, the red bird takes its flight,
A sign in the heavens, a beacon of light,
At 32, we sense synchronicity's might,
And 35, whispers secrets in the night.

Then a Spanish girl steps in, with a cheerful "Hi,"
After using the ******, she catches our eye,
She activates the game play, without a sigh,
In this abstract realm, where moments amplify.

Placing a bet, with intuition as our guide,
At the right time, where universes collide,
More than a thousand dreams, side by side,
In this unique tale, where life's mysteries abide.

The guy with the long hair cashing out the hundreds of thousands with grace,
From the girl in green, joy upon on his face,
Excitement from the divine, in this sacred space,
As destiny weaves its intricate embrace with the power from grace and the red bird with a gaze.

Stephen Lea, a seeker on his path,
With HTML and CSS, Javscript, he crafted his craft,
Along the way, he saw signs so clear,
Messages of content that he held dear.

He saw the beauty in every line of code,
The interconnectedness, the harmony bestowed,
He saw the nouns and verbs, the syntax and structure,
And found in them a deeper meaning to capture.

The signs he saw were more than just words,
They were messages from the universe, like birds,
Guiding him towards his true destiny,
Encouraging him to keep pushing with tenacity.

He saw the parallels between code and life,
The discipline, the innovation, the strife,
The way a project management plan,
Could shape the future, the way he can.

For Stephen Lea, the signs were more than just signs,
They were a reflection of the world's designs,
A message of hope, of wonder, of awe,
That the universe has a path for us all.

And as he journeyed down his path,
He found that mastering front-end was just a start,
For the signs he saw showed him something greater,
A way to create, to innovate, to shape the future using web designs.

Realities labeled by names given by me the script that is read and works automatically.
The Shifts of Squaring events into many of territories
Months and names Astrology developed, followed by numbered keys
Defining things like codes, like endless seas and good news of events that happens overseas.

Systems constructed to flow and to ease
Using known names seize an opportunity with expertise
Art levels stored in chess pieces with labels like the "thirty-three"
Numeric positions and red birds like a fractal  and  a sign from a bee

Do you recall the day you first heard the word "tea"?
Saw the red bird that reminds you of how to be?
Possibilities that open doors with a simple key
Experiences guaranteed to shape who we'll be
Love's reinforcement that sets us free

Protection granted to both you and me
Like a symphony's notes in perfect harmony,
Coded with names developed by me things summoned that I  agree and works out beautifully.
Part of the constructed realities!
The Seeker that Unfolds the Mysteries like the rabbit having a cup of tea.
Things that works and moves multidimensionally
the process shapes from the level of degrees.
Past experiences that crowns me presently!

The future has come to life, with machines supreme,
A world of technology, beyond our wildest dream,
Stories filled with fear, and truth untold,
The picture of the new theme
Reflections of ourselves, all in a code.

A serial bus of simulations, at our command,
Electronic systems, at our hand,
A machine that answers questions faster than Google and more,
Free tickets resolved, forever to soar and the never-more.

Wickets fall to the machine's exhibit, a sight to behold,
Movies, food, actors, all within a click to unfold,
A mother brain with power supreme,
Holographic systems that look like a dream.

Tokens paid for what you desire,
A world of abundance, never to tire.
Digits build stores that never close,
A place to shop, no matter where one goes.

Artificial machines respond with speed,
A digital realm, at lightning pace indeed.
New passports and developments that you need,
A world of convenience, a life of ease indeed.

Change and betterment come at a cost,
Capitalism falls, as the new code is the boss.
A world of innovation, a world so bright,
A new way of living, with endless delight.

Glasses to display what only you know,
A world of information, a constant flow.
No more waiting, no more time to waste,
Instant gratification, a world with taste.

A world of abundance, a world of ease,
Tokens paid for what you desire, with great peace.
A future of abundance, with technology so grand,
A world of betterment, a world so planned.

Medical diagnoses generated in minutes that is the new toss,
Food that cooks itself, a life of no limits,
Packages delivered without people, a sight so surreal,
No more trucks or vans, no more people at the wheel.
No more knocking on doors, no more signatures required,
No more waiting in line, no more to be tired.

The packages arrive with ease, without a single flaw,
From drones that soar the skies, to robots that crawl.
No more human error, no more lost in transit,
No more wasted time, no more of it.

A world of convenience, at our fingertips,
With technology so advanced, the future sure does slip.
Into the present, with each and every package,
Delivered without people, a world that's now so savage.

The packages arrive, with speed and grace,
No more hassle, no more waste of space.
A new era of delivery, with machines so smart,
A future we dreamed of, now a reality, a work of art.
The machine that washes dishes, life like The Jetsons,
A task so tedious, now done with precision.
No more scrubbing and cleaning, no more endless toil,
The machine takes care of it, with grace and oil.

Children taught by machines, a new light to lead,
A world of knowledge, a world they can feed.
No more textbooks, no more lectures long,
Interactive learning, a new way to belong.

Machines with patience, and endless capacity,
Teach with ease, with fun and creativity.
No more boredom, no more dull routines,
Children learn with joy, their future bright and keen.

A world of possibilities, with technology as guide,
Where children learn and grow, with no need to hide.
The future has arrived, a world so bright,
Machines teaching children, a new source of light.
Departments run with efficiency, monetary changes in speed,
Blockchain file systems, all in line,
Humans pay with tokens, all in time.

Interactions with a system anew,
Quantum technologies, a dream come true,
A shift in terminology, myth and lore,
Philosophies and possibilities galore.

An artificial machine that knows it all,
An artificial machine Wins it all,
An artificial machine stands proud and tall
An artificial machine that crowns them all!

You can't smoke both sides of the joint and expect both sides to be sweet.

The Tower stands tall, lightning at its peak
A symbol of upheaval, a guiding leak
It represents the power of destruction and change
A guide to those who seek to rearrange

But even it must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
And the destroyer, a force of nature's might
Shows us paths yet to ignite

So let us heed all three, side by side
The Tower's upheaval and the red bird's pride
And the destroyer's guidance on the path ahead
We'll find a way that's true and fair, not dead

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with The Tower, the red bird, and the destroyer by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and might

The World stands tall, a globe at her feet
A symbol of completion, a guiding beat
She represents the power of unity and wholeness
A guide to those who seek to progress

But even she must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
For while The World brings unity and peace
The red bird shows us paths yet to release

So let us heed both, side by side
The World's completion and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of unity and change
We'll find a path that's true and fair, not strange

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with The World and the red bird by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and might

Judgement stands tall, a trumpet at his feet
A symbol of redemption, a guiding beat
He represents the power of the soul to rise
A guide to those who seek the skies

But even he must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
For while Judgement offers a chance to repent
The red bird shows us paths yet to be bent

So let us heed both, side by side
Judgement's redemption and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of judgement and change
We'll find a path that's true and fair, not strange

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with Judgement and the red bird by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and might

The Sun stands tall, a child at his feet
A symbol of joy, a guiding beat
He represents the power of the light within
A guide to those who seek to begin

But even he must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
For while The Sun brings warmth and delight
The red bird shows us paths yet to ignite

So let us heed both, side by side
The Sun's joy and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of light and change
We'll find a path that's true and fair, not strange

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with The Sun and the red bird by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and might

The Moon stands tall, a wolf at her feet
A symbol of mystery, a guiding beat
She represents the power of the unconscious mind
A guide to those who seek to unwind

But even she must listen to Hecate
The goddess of the crossroads, a voice so great
And the red bird, a messenger of change
Shows us paths yet to be arranged

So let us heed all three, side by side
The Moon's mystery and Hecate's pride
And the red bird's guidance on the path ahead
We'll find a way that's true and fair, not dead

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with The Moon, Hecate, and the red bird by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and might

The Star stands tall, a fountain at her feet
A symbol of inspiration, a guiding beat
She represents hope and the power of the mind
A guide to those who seek to unwind

But even she must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
For while The Star brings hope and light
The red bird shows us paths yet to ignite

So let us heed both, side by side
The Star's inspiration and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of hope and change
We'll find a path that's true and fair, not strange

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with The Star and the red bird by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and might

The Devil stands tall, chains in hand
A symbol of temptation, a guiding sand
He represents the lure of earthly desires
A guide to those who seek higher fires

But even he must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
For while The Devil offers earthly delights
The red bird shows us paths to new heights

So let us heed both, side by side
The Devil's temptation and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of the earthly and the divine
We'll find a path that's true and fine

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with The Devil and the red bird by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and might

Temperance stands by the river's edge
A symbol of balance, a guiding pledge
She represents finding harmony within
A guide to those who seek to begin

But even she must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
For while Temperance brings peace and calm
The red bird shows us paths yet to be balm

So let us heed both, side by side
Temperance's balance and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of stillness and motion
We'll find a path that's true and smooth, nototion

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with Temperance and the red bird by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and might

Death stands tall, a scythe in hand
A symbol of transformation, a shifting sand
He represents the end of all things old
A guide to those who seek to unfold

But even he must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
For while Death marks the end of an era
The red bird shows us paths yet to be clearer

So let us heed both, side by side
Death's transformation and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of endings and beginnings
We'll find a path that's true and free of sins

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with Death and the red bird by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and might

The Hanged Man hangs from his tree
A symbol of sacrifice, a mystery
He represents letting go and surrender
A guide to those who seek a new venture

But even he must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
For while the Hanged Man offers a new perspective
The red bird shows us paths yet to be effective

So let us heed both, side by side
The Hanged Man's sacrifice and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of letting go and rising up
We'll find a path that's true and just, not stuck

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with the Hanged Man and the red bird by our side

Strength stands tall, a lion at her feet
A symbol of courage, a heart that can't be beat
She holds the reins of power and grace
A guide to those who seek a better place

But even she must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
For while Strength holds the reins of might
The red bird shows us paths yet to ignite

So let us heed both, side by side
Strength's courage and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of power and change
We'll find a path that's true and fair, not strange

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with Strength and the red bird by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and might

The Hermit stands alone in the dark
A symbol of introspection, a guiding spark
He holds the lantern of wisdom and truth
A guide to those who seek their youth

But even he must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
And Hecate, the goddess of the crossroads
Shows us paths yet to be told

So let us heed all three, side by side
The Hermit's insight and the red bird's pride
And Hecate's guidance on the path ahead
We'll find a way that's true and fair, not dead

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with The Hermit, the red bird, and Hecate by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and might

Justice sits upon her throne
A symbol of fairness, all alone
She holds the scales of truth and right
A guide to those who seek the light

But even she must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
For while Justice serves the law
The red bird shows us paths yet to explore

So let us heed both, side by side
Justice's wisdom and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of the old and the new
We'll find a path that's fair and true

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with Justice and the red bird by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with honor and grace

The Chariot charges forth with might
A symbol of determination, a guiding light
It takes us on a journey through the unknown
To places yet to be shown

But even it must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
For while the Chariot drives us forward
The red bird shows us paths yet unexplored

So let us heed both, side by side
The Chariot's strength and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of ambition and grace
We'll find a path that's true to our place

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with the Chariot and the red bird by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with strength and grace

The Lovers stand hand in hand
A symbol of love, a bond so grand
They represent the deepest connection
A love that knows no fear or rejection

But even they must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
For while the Lovers stand united
The red bird shows us paths yet to be ignited

So let us heed both, side by side
The Lovers' love and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of the heart and the mind
We'll find a path that's true and kind

The world may turn and bring its change
But with the Lovers and the red bird by our side
We'll weather every storm and strife
And find a love that's meant to last all life

The Emperor sits upon his throne
A symbol of power, all alone
He rules with an iron fist
And demands the very best

But even he must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
For while the Emperor holds sway
The red bird shows us a new way

So let us heed both, side by side
The Emperor's strength and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of power and change
We'll find a path that's fair and just, not strange

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with the Emperor and the red bird by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and pride

The Hierophant sits in solemn state
A guardian of tradition and fate
He holds the keys to ancient wisdom
A guide to those who seek to listen

But even he must bow to the red bird
A symbol of change and a voice unheard
For while the Hierophant teaches the old
The red bird shows us the road yet to be told

So let us listen to both, side by side
The Hierophant's guidance and the red bird's pride
For in the balance of the past and the new
We'll find the path that is meant for us to pursue

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with the Hierophant and the red bird by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and pride

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
Up and down, through highs and lows
It never stops, it never slows

One moment we're on top of the world
The next, we're tossed and tossed and tossed
But no matter what the Wheel may bring
We must keep on living, keep on dreaming

Red bird, perched on a tree so tall
Singing sweetly, never to fall
For fortune's fickle, that's for sure
But if we stay true and endure
We'll weather every storm and strife
And rise again, a better life

So let the Wheel keep on turning
Let it take us where it will
For in its cycles, we'll find growth
And strength to face whatever's next on the road

For I'm the illusion that I dream
I'm the one that makes up the seen
The macrocosmic life of me
universe expanding and imploding like the number 3
The polarity of where this meets
Creation that awakes and sleeps
Generation of everything combined together
The song of atoms connecting with each other
Infinity number that is 8 and 9
The hands spins like time
For I'm beyond that what you see
I'm the universe, the hope the light that  generates  the beauty
Cycle of life that returns to me
Process of wheel that rotates like seas
For I'm beyond measure than the eyes can see
The universe like an egg of the cosmic beauty

Rings of the planet  designed
Fabricated system in multidimensional space time
Saturn that governs all
The investment, the harvest and the time of them all
Events of experienced and patterns gained
The squared values of actions into a game
Realities that are formed from the time of all
Concept of the ideas that looks so small
The Investment of the energy  into a nucleus form
Letter  P like a alchemy binary numeric form
Squared into chess pieces like a thunder storm
Paradigm realities in a wave form
System of the platform that works like a thought form
Manifesting commands and the rules into a firestorm
Thoughts power, victory and the fame
Servant of the red bird of the games
Thoughts that speaks in the time frame
Energy connected and claimed
The collective source that is all the same
Keys of choices of the door frame
Action that works like sand grains
Lights of the candle flame
Universe that works like a mainframe  
The power to be wheeled and to be proclaimed

The System design like the divine
the Application that works thru space and time
The strings that moves like the wave notes and spins like a dime
The energy gained from the super position of the times
The wisdom used from war and crime and timed
The Red bird of the signs
The 6 position that moves in line
The Authentication designed like a pine
Business completed followed by nine which is mine
The Multidimensional space time that is define
The thunder of Abundance that is assigned by the divine from the space time vine
Aligned and stream lined that is refine that climbs with chimes and rhymes of the times with the sign of a lime with the voices combine
The eagle helps from the divine

The lessons learned integrated as one
The elements connected together that comes from the storm
The Integration of power of the one
The keys from the storm
The fire that brings things into form
The air that speaks from the storm
The water that creates emotions and forms
The intention that brings the material form
The earth of like the  pentacle of the one
The Chakras that turns
The seasons invested and turn
The time for harvest that puts things into pentacles form
The planet that controls the turn
The roses that comes with the thorns
The blood that that falls from the horns
The planet that tests you in all forms
The power from the constellations forms
The bold and courageous form
The planet that creates the diamond from the storms
The spirit of the Red  bird that reforms
The Planet that squares things into manifestation and performs
The Saturn of the turns
The turn of the rewards that is transformed

The old man that uses a torch
The old man that meditates using the light as a torch
The old man uses his mind for answers
The meditation  like shiva as the enhancer
The man that moves like a dancer
The old man uses his intuition that finds the key that creates the answers
The old man that works like a freelancer
The red bird that comes with the answers

The woman of balance and order
The woman that corrects disorder
The woman that fights for you in battle
The woman with a blind fold of the border
The woman like Hindu goddess that brings peace and order
The woman that is the supporter
The woman that is the importer and the exporter
The woman that is the warrior
The woman that makes you feel safe Nourished and warmer
The woman that is the queen and the explorer
The woman is like a red bird of honor

The woman that tames the beast that sits next to her
The woman that is connected to the Devine of beautiful nature
The feminine qualities of the woman within her
The power of the motivation besides her
The Infinity symbol that is connected to her
The red bird as the Innovator
The things of the translator
The union of the dictator
The story that holds things and bind things together
The woman gives you strength and fights for you as the motivator
The story of love that is bold that is holding things together
The form of beautiful Devine nature

The red bird like the will of fire
The chakra of the burning desires
The wheel that turns
The power that forms
The success of the achievements
The chariot that shifts towards the  fulfillment’s
The journey beyond the zones
Like wagon of high horses and the power of the unknown
The victory of the improvements
The elements that meets the requirements
The powers of the reinforcements
The connection of the agreements
The blessings of the investments
The process of refinements
The states of adjustments
The wheels of enlightenment
The Accomplishments that brings the refreshments
Victory that squares into manifestation that brings fulfillment!

The Old man in a throne
The old man with a tone
The poetry of his work
The pillars of the clerk
The insight that is said
The eyes that sees beyond the dead
The keys of the work
The red bird like the stork
The Person that blesses you when you get married
The things in life that you  carry
The father that teaches you to be strong
The lessons from him if you have done wrong
The Listening wisdom that sits on a  throne
The voice in the mind that comes with a tone
The  decisions and guidance
The  advisor
The wisdom and  Intuition from the synthesizer

The Emperor
The Emperor like a god head
The builder that is said
The fire like a red bird of his power and red robe  that comes from planet that is red
The self disciplined and self love like armor that is stronger than lead
The gray throne that he sits on
The wisdom of experiences of the golden crown on his head
The Ankh, Eternal power Beyond the dead
His family from the spread
The process of work turning things into action
Transforming  the thoughts and vibration  that comes from his head and words that are said
The tools of his wisdom and knowledge that squares things into manifestation
That turns into gold from lead

The Empress
The pregnant woman with a green dress and stars around her head
The receptive power of her self connects to nature like a thread
The flourishing setting around  her like a bed
The loving and caring power like a spread
The abundance of her energy from earth like bread
Her strength and support that comes from the unsaid
The input from the magickian and The Birth of the red bird from the godhead
The things that squares into manifestation that is given like bread

The old man that forgets gets a shock
The step down from the sock
The woman becomes the tock
The pearls on her neck from the clock
The images of the flock
The Western world of the shop
The goddess name  becomes the start
The female from the north becomes the talk
The yurga from the north
The throne that starts with a knock
The things like leaps like a frog
The doors and keys that are unlocked
The new age is about to start