There is a book of change
On a String, Like a king
Communication ring on its wing
Black and white of its movement
Most of it proven
Combining as one
Sixty Four won
An old woman of possibility restructured
Part of this is my token
Fixing the parts that are broken
For parts of that is spoken
The Coins that looks golden.

The constant of time
I'm a variable like a dime
My states are part of it that shines
Sometimes Its like wrinkle in time
I'm here and there thru space time
Synchronicity that bends time
I shift over when its time
Most of it is like war and crime
You can meet me at anytime
Just remember to shine.

The lady in the blue dress
With the moon crescent on her head
left right and middle in noon day
Simple woman that shows you  the unknown
Follow her foot steps and become known.
Her power awakens with her messages and notifications
This is just the beginning of the awakening.
Chariots and wands take flight
The tower that is insight
Karma at its course
Balance Restored
Kings and Queens on the Quest
All connected of the nest
The green color swarms as 3
1000's return back to thee.
Strings became rusted
Perspective trusted
Technical Infestation Corrupted
Poles shifted
Doubts placed as mountains Lifted and shifted
Resurrected and Gifted
13 Degrees Granted.

Wisdom of Tree
The tree is centered at root
When the mild wind comes
The tree shakes its leaves
When the strong wind comes
The tree shakes its leaves and branches
It never moves its root.
The tree is good teacher
We're a human being
Should we center ourselves to our heart
Everyone
Everything
We are facing each day
Is the wind
As the tree
We do according to conditions
But never move our heart.
That’s the wisdom of the tree
Share with you.

Witches and mages
Cast spells that created disorder
Change and shifts of chaos that created things to be out order
Karma exchanged by their foundation
Reaping our labour and our happiness
Tides that made us  penniless
Copied and used
Vampirezed and misused.
Labels of situations.
Queen died  in this location
Prince with water and his star hoping to take his throne
The witches that wants his soul
Tied by masters and things
The black eagle that gave him wings
The thirteen for his motivation.
Mirrored and released
The 31 for confirmation
The 6 of Wands, disintegration.
Everything is returned imagination, quantum location.
Access granted full Authentication.

The structure of pillars are built
left and right Thirteen Thirty One
Terminal tool of the sun
The Moon  together as One
The Ownership of the flag and the headdress in the middle of the tent of the one
Constructed and process of this hidden process
Fallen and risen, both hands as they go.
Chains balanced thru the crosses
Past foundations built placed into this process
Linguistics of stages
Past memories of this address in phases
Wheels that protects and repairs its course
Used variables from this source
Spheres reaps from their plantation.
Authorized application
Sensation of this automation
The red bird that flies that sights its location.
Squared into existence that creates manifestation.

We're living in  the construct
The labels and rules that governs and holds us
The way we identify our selves
The way we fit in.
The way we play by its rules
Like a stream of flowing water.
Running into different paths.
Reversed engineered by its foundation
Created and manipulated as procreation.
Used as variables to create situations.
Running in sequence like a computer automation.
Played like chess in several occasions that defines your location.
Kings and queen   that can move across the board into a new location, forward and backwards of the "abbreviation"
Nothing is at it seems that creates a revelation.
Depending on choice that makes you move to deh "eyetation"
Higher the law beats the foundation
Cracks of it creates definition
Integrated as morphic generation.
Muti-dimensional creation.

Language is model of the  system that constructs everything this is our model that defines us and models us.
We're locked into it's grid of definition.
This is our weakness of comprehension.
This is our known operating system.
This is called our system.
We're locked by its rules and boundaries they might be obstruction  It's part of the construction based on our conjunction.
Nothing can escape it's definition it only loops into a paradoxes of paradigms of perceptions.
We're like power to it's fabrication that gives us definition and appreciation or destruction.
Only who can understand will understand this construction.

Life in a cube
With various slides of hypercube
Scripted by the one who makes the view
Workings of the unknown
Views of possibility
Fabrics of creation and mathematical automation
The box of how we think
The maze like rats that are in sync
Shifts of endless states
Ran in different dates
Trees of roots branches of fruits
Made today and yesterday both as a paradox
In endless states
Running a stimulation of multidimensional conclusion
For whom it's granted to see will choose wisely
Brick walls are noticed
Repeated steps are made in the cycle of it's fate
The kingdom it's within it's code that you can  take
The flower that is made that holds the cube instead.
Fabric of life invented of nectar that is presented.

Change Before it's too late, for determines a line of Faith
The lines of the Palms Activate.
From His and Her Lines Create
From Feet Up, the Crown initiate.
One Giant Palm Generates
Twisted by the number 8
Time to pull ones own weight
Together we will be update
By learning to labor and to wait.
Hold on, this will work out  grate.

The System and Time.

Generated by Intelligent design
With its finger prints thru the space of time
Micro and Macro We're all connected as one that shines
Constructed as code in Real time
Spirals in full time
Games played like war and crime
Automated as Agents to keep things in line
Spied and conducted in Multidimensional space time.
Déjà vu that questions time?
X's and Y's like a goldmine of "Pastimes"
Voices of ideas in spark of time.
Augmented reality in our dreams that questions this time?
Cosmic Rays that limits us because of the their design
Cells like floating thru the the continuum of time
Physics and laws of this master design that is beyond Eisenstein.
Asleep or awaken in this time?
Be-careful because you may be redefine.
Following a script to survive in time
We're just a code that is a variable in the universal space time.
Faith is like a reality that you design.
Choice is like a reality that you define.
Heaven is like a backup that reloads when you go offline
Assign and streamline with a Lifeline that spins in the hands of time.
All of this is like a story-line.
The greatest mystery of the system and time by the divine.

Things you should have done
Its rather a loss that hides within you
The memory that troubles you
The past that says its ur fault
Things became like salt
The few things you should have done
Troubled by the heart and mind you should have won
The door was closed on that event
Leaving the mind to halt
The memory of pain is like a vault, connected by human thought
Life became the default.

From the Tree of Life
Our Roots have taken
Our Evermore now secure
Of which is no mistaken

From the lifetimes we have lived
Let their connection fall-away
So we live now in good standing
With this and he's coming day

The past no more a memory
The ghosts have been extinguished
The Paradigm has shifted
We're free from all resisted

The morrow is an open door
That poverty's abandoned
And Mother Earth is free once more
From exploitation she's been standin'

Those energies of catastrophe
All returning to the source
To manifest as does the dew
In the springtime of our course

Miracles abide in life
In synchronistic fashion
Present when we're not lookin'
Not like a car that's crashin'

The myths historian sold us
No longer have a grip
The heart-mind of humanity
Has given them all the slip

Now, getting down to Stephen
Leacock is his name
Allow the force that binds his mind
To leave him unrestrained

The agitation that besets him
Is the fear that still remains
In the frequency of despondency
That a frantic World sustains

But in the beginning was the word
As such, the word of God was spoken
Within this metered write-ment
The fear frequency is now broken

The butterflies and bees
Beautiful and productive
The soul of Mother Earth
Happy and inductive.

Lovers

Two lovers under a tree
One next to an apple tree and one next to a tree
She looks up to god for the information
As he looks beside her for an explanation
The snake lurks in the tree
Tempting her because she's eve
Chains are bounded by the devil
That separates them apart....
She holds the grape vine and he holds the fire in his hand that shines.
Only for their destiny to be unfold handed by god of the cup of happy lovers.

Life is a code
It's within us and outside of us.
Above us and Below us.
We're one of a collective consciousness
As one giant code.
Our codes are like butterfly effects that ripples away thru the fabric of reality that loads...

We're like electricity that powers the circuit boards.
We're like an ipaddress that connects thru the gateway that glows.
We're interconnected as one as the energy flows.
Our functions are like c codes, like our genetic code.
We're programmers of our reality that select stars where the thought goes..

Our limitation is our perception of the code.
Our friends are like classes of our codes.
Our mistakes are part of the system that Manipulates our codes.
Some exceptions are caught by our download...

When zero's and ones are connected we give birth to a new code.
When the program completes its self, it's time to go.
But some of us might exit and some of us will just reload............

With anger and wrath my soul is becoming dark
Lost in two worlds of a chained melodic heart
Fighting battles of their arts hoping to be free of the perception of the grand-master arts
Construct within my consciousness, templates of thoughts
Reality of possibilities like a Hindu God's
Many battles have been fought worlds flying thru like a dart
Aiming for the nectar of a new wonderful new start.
Entering the void and becoming timeless art!

We live in a maze, within our consciousness we flow within it like water opening different doors and gateways, with the current we flow.

Sometimes  they try to change the route and the route that is destined for us, however we continue to flow, thru the cracks that eventually breaks a river, we continue to flow.

Listen its something that you hear.
Something that you must not judge because u have an ear.
The signs are there, the words are there and you must listen because it will be for you're own care.
When you have understand its meaning thru pain, it will only bring you shame.
For it is your ear and you must have no fear.

I always wanted fame.
But I don't know how far is the game.
I will aim and will rise out of this flame!
To conquer this plane.

For the future is untold.
For the time is to unfold.
For they wish to have my soul.
For the 13 is within the eye of the one that is a toll.
For the phase of 13 and the end of a month has made it cold.
For the balance should make it 8 and for it to be told.
For this shall make him whole because they wish to have him in a hole.
For the lover is lost  seeking for his soul.
For  god will have his soul.
For he will be bold and will  have  control and all of this will be gold.

The love they gave me came from their unconditional heart.

The steps they made and the things they did, that paints within my heart.

For I love them and it made me to start.

But now i have a broken heart </3 for im awaken and the eyes that wants me to start their own art for they're 13 parts of this broken heart.

For im lost in the dark, searching for a better way to start, for I was warned but I was the dart.

For how it is i didn't listen to the art, it will be better soon enough, just like the start.

Our shadow dwells, most of them we created them from hell.

Its the monsters we feed, the suffering of our identity that creates the hell.

Only unity can make peace with the shadow.

Its the ying and yang, the eye of a needle, the one true self that can make you well.

Different seasons.
Different reasons how it goes it will unfold, the past is then, the present is now, the only time u have is to live in the  now.
As the wind blows that is how it flows and change is the air and you must go!
As hard as it seems it's just for now it's cycle of life and all that there is, it must be now.
Choose wisely and don't be scared for the options only lives within you and you must be brave.

There was a Witch that made us hell
We had everything until we had to sell
From all of love we had we where put under a grate spell
For now we fell, for all that remains is the letter L.

Must keep your success down on a low
Don't let anyone know
Because if they know
You will might have to sow and stump your big toe!
Because you just got blow!
Now you know because
It was a foe that wanted to sow your owe dough.