Massimo,
flink å gå.
Han vel kan du,
store på.

Hvit som torsk.
kjenner norsk.

Det er hunden min.

Alltid bli,
sol som ski.
Uten vinger,
nesten fli.

Beste venn.
Til "The End".

Samme skal vi gå.

When getting one ready, for all that will change.
witnessing signs, that are really quite strange.

Echo's of trumpets, the sound it will make.
Showing you all the things, really at stake.

To hold all the knowledge, in all that you see.
The knowing of nothing, is where you must be.

Stop on a moment, slow it all down.
Take a deep breath, while you look all around.

Essence of life, that is flowing through you.
Connecting with everything, you never knew.

A change in perception, and all that it brings.
Giving you the, bigger picture of things.

Hard as a diamond and soft like a dove.
knowing the only thing needed is love.

The light that is coming, will twist and then bend.
Shining deep in, starts your slavery to end.

Very bad men, morals colored from snow.
Standing between you and the things you didn't know.

The few are now ready with burdens they carry.
Removal of multitudes, if necessary.

Knowing that truth, is far darker than shown.
Lies will increase, though their chances are blown.

The struggling masses resisting the change.
Trapped in a program that's meant to derange.

A few will slip out, being called from above.
together we'll create, a new world made of love.

The light that is coming, will twist and then bend.
Shining deep in, starts your slavery to end.

Very bad men, morals colored from snow.
Standing between you and the things you didn't know.

The few are now ready with burdens they carry.
Removal of multitudes, if necessary.

Knowing that truth, is far darker than shown.
Lies will increase, though their chances are blown.

The struggling masses resisting the change.
Trapped in a program that's meant to derange.

A few will slip out, being called from above.
together we'll create, a new world made of love.

A black dog it started with, age same as me.
The first time he bit me, we had just turned three.

The Colonel would bite me, time and again.
Never once scolded or put in a pen.

Growing together, he wanted me dead.
But human I am, I outlived him instead.

This last one I'll have, his fur white as snow.
Gentle and kind, just like old Massimo.

I knew from the moment that we said hello.
The name that he'd go by, would be Marshmallow.

Many small changes, you begin now to see.
How convergence of time, gifts both you and so me.

Date an event, one that you knew.
shifted in time, by one day or by two.

Each will experience, their chosen outcome.
Through entropy, timelines collapsing their sum.

The closer we get, more confusion will grow.
Try to accept, all the changes that show.

If starting to feel, the other times you were here.
The more they attach, they will loosen your fear.

Feel yourself doing things, not knowing why.
Finding success, on the very first try.

Don't put your focus on this hocus pocus, or get all caught up in this play.
Use all the love that is shown from above, to brighten the Middle Way.

Being the in between of all that is, Is what we are inside.
Not confined to this body of flesh, in which we try to hide.

The more we struggle to stay inside, this body that we cling.
The harder it is to see the truth, and all that it will bring.

Vibrational feeling at a distance, barriers collide.
Making your choice in space or time, for you to then decide.

Look at things deep inside, hear the song  they sing.
Seeing the connections around you, as if fastened by a string.

Understand your ego, don't get caught up in your pride.
Crossing over hinders, taking obstacles in stride.