If I had hammer, I'd hit you on the head.
If I had a hammer, I'd hit you til your dead.

If I had a car, I'd drive right over you.
If I had a car, I'd hit your family too,

These violent acts I write about, that happen every day.
Building up, over time, With all you think and say.

In place of smashing down, with a hammer on his head.
Allowing him to live his life, Instead of being dead.

Take the car you're driving, and give them all a ride.
Not driving over anyone, not even those who lied.

It would be, so nice, if all the world could see.
How smiles from a stranger, grows feelings deep in me.

Seeing someone you don't know, blast them with a grin.
The love that is created, allows you both to win.

Why am I down here, This place that I'm at.
Constantly changing from this to then that.

Things that can shift, things you don't know.
things that make changes so ego will grow.

Careful inspection, of what's left inside.
Finding the things that your ego will hide.

When you do find them, remove them you must.
Most of them old thoughts that are covered in rust.

Still ego's needed, to keep you alive.
If used in small doses you begin then to thrive.


Work on your life, doing things that are right.
Balancing thoughts during daytime and night.

People around you, unable to see.
How the life that's inside you is split into three.

As best friends go, you really weren't great.
Much like my wife, who was also an eight.

There were times that you fumbled and bumbled some care.
The whole time remaining, not really there.

I miss having someone, to show myself to.
I keep it inside now, not sharing with you.

Why does it bother and hurt me so much.
To not know the reason, to why we lost touch.

Now I just move, from one moment to next.
Since looking behind me, just leaves me perplexed.

I still want for you, all the things you may need,
Like abundance in wealth, or a buttload of ****.

Now when I think of you, once in a while.
Remembering things, that you said, makes me smile.

If you don't see me, only message I send.
Notice the things, that don't break, instead bend.

These words that I've written and needed to say.
Repairing tomorrow, through feelings today.

The who that it is, that you're waiting to see.
Is living inside you, the same as in me.

The difference in how, you see what will show.
Is changing belief into something you know.

Focus your thoughts, being mindful of things.
Threading your way, throughout all that life brings.

Find the real message, not the one told.
The truth shining through, has your story unfold.

To the last that will happen, you began with the start.
Dissolving designs that have kept us apart.

Seeing how people perceive and connect.
Through thoughts and with words getting all they select.

Truth is a magnet, that strengthens and grows.
Attracting to all, that the universe knows.

Stop for a moment, do not delay.
Receiving what's needed from a feeling today.

Inspection of flow, to choose how you feel.
Opening the doors, you refused to reveal.

The lightnet gets loosened of you and of me.
Revealing the who that you're waiting to see

When laying down sleeping and dreaming at night.
It quiets your vessel of physical might.

The other two vessels, working as you.
One comes from where, you'll go when it's through.

The last one is planted and grows in your head.
Combining with others the moment you're dead.

Body, spirit and mind are the three.
***** just one and unbalanced you'll be.

When one is diminished, the others will match.
Swirling together for darkness to hatch.

Know what you are, and what lives in you.
Balance your vessels for a life that is true.

The nature of people, soon easy to see.
As light from the Red King divides us in three.

Time is now short, many parts now in place.
Don't let them fill you with distance and space.

Conflict and turmoil, need to unfold.
Showing your choice in the story that's told.

We each are a thought, a life of its own.
Mingling together with all that is known.

Negative acts, that need to be done.
controlled by intent, and not the outcome.

Hold an intent, throughout what you do.
Selecting those things, that are coming to you.

If it's for you, this intention will gain.
Karma will gather and strike you with pain.

Unload your karma, start giving your heart.
Opening up a new story to start.

A top layer system, above all that we know.
With royals and bankers and popes out for show.

Wealth flowing upward, our system to theirs.
Leaving us down here playing that game with the chairs

The system's a pyramid, but built in's a stop.
just look at your money, disconnected on top.

To get to the top part, means towing their line.
You become then immune to all resembling a crime.

Hear what I say, and you'll know that it's true.
Extracting the wealth of this system from you.

the top part disconnected, that dwells way up high.
Is ours once the red king is above the cats eye.

Until then their secrets will snowball and fall.
The knowledge we gather will make them act small.

They'll give us the ones that are obvious to see.
Hoping that stops us from shaking their tree.

A lie cannot live without energy from you.
But the truth lives forever always looking brand new.

Don't let them fool you, they know what you need.
for filling their coffers and making you bleed.

The way that you stop them, soon you will see.
By forgiving yourself, you awaken the key.