If trapped in the reality that this false matrix shows.
Its grip on you loosens, as the light in you grows.

Deceptions more visible, seeing through lies.
showing how this world looks, without its disguise.

People make choices, some good, and some bad.
The ones that choose poorly, seen as making us mad.

Seeing each other, looking inside
Finally finding out, that there is no divide

Experience and connection, is the why that we’re here.
Finding service to others, is what need be held dear.

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.

It broadcasts the lie of scarcity, never enough to go round.
Hiding reality from all eyes, ensuring it not be found.

The solar cycle awakened us, now having a common goal.
The search for truth and knowledge, connects our mind our body and our soul.

Be the skeptic with squinting eyes, hearing he “accidentally drown”.
Unlimited supply of narratives, put there to confound.

As all these escalations rise, it will be easier to see.
The more we fight amongst our selves, the less that we are free.

This is happening as it has, seven times before
The golden age of enlightenment, again knocks on our door.

Invisible energy from the sun, ever on the rise.
Changing humanity’s structure, you will come to realize.

As you evolve into yourself, the process, clear to see.
You are the source of all that is, down here split in three.

Place your attention on a moment, see what you have found.
That everything that’s ever been is composed of just light and of sound.

To all work together, we need not agree.
Each has their mission, some of us three.

Bridges over puddles, the buddha might say.
Help all the lost, since they’re not far away.

The gift you’ll be given, if honest and true.
Showing you all the things, youcan now do.

Use inner knowledge, filling your cup.
Notice how time has begun to speed up.

Love and compassion, given today.
Expands never ending, on the middle way.

Who makes these rules for this world that we live.
Extracting from us things we never would give.

They’re tied to a time back far as it goes.
They have methods to control us that nobody knows.

Kemet, then Babylon is from which they did rise.
I see all they’ve done through heterochromian eyes.

Separate from those, that we think are in charge.
This group has grown smaller, but was never large.

The things I won’t tell of would give you a fright
Those that should know have been granted the sight.

The positive side of our nature will rise.
Letting us see them without their disguise.

The light that is coming, will show that their grift.
Must come to an end as the world begins to shift.

Politics, media, business and such.
The zionists have control deep in their clutch.

To control all the money is where it began.
The last on their list is the bank of Iran

Our zionist rulers can hide in plain sight.
Speak poorly of them, Judaism takes up the fight.

They never can let us separate them.
From the regular people following Judaism.

Any attack on their Kabbalist ways.
You’re tagged an anti semite, for the rest of your days.

All that we know has been taken away.
Slowly replaced with their rot and decay.

We are just cattle that feed them our fear.
Kept in the dark with all the lies we hold dear.

They need that you read all these words and feel shame.
Regaining control of you inside of this game.

The darkness they worship can cause you no harm.
The eternal inside you, is there to disarm.

Once you are honest and speak only truth.
You see through these lies that began in your youth

No longer will the zionists be able to hide.
The light that is coming will be our new guide.

Coming change expected. Soon the bolide birth begins.

Shining down its brilliant light. Revealing all of our sins.

Lies begin to dissipate. New ideas take hold.

The understanding of bygone youth, is achieved by growing old.

Light creates prisms, lost in your eyes.
Able to see through your well made disguise.

Careful thoughts bring many aspects alive.
Converging on times where we begin then to thrive.

Seeing all people connecting with me.
Showing the ways, in which to be free.

Use all your laughter and warmth felt inside.
releasing your shame and the pain that you hide.

Stop all the noise, as it clutters your mind.
With quiet comes peace, replacing energy in kind.

It never lasts long, before it starts up again.
Stop all engagement, to bring out your Zen.

Problems of people, you shouldn't have cared.
Focus on love so your friendship is spared

Some moments take long and some moments go fast.
Remaining inside you from first to the last.

Do not make waste of this time you posses.
Pinching and grinding your wealth to excess

Regretting your picks, is the price that you pay.
Unable to feel love or find the middle way.

Not showing anyone, hiding what I am.
Only works so long until it puts me in a jam.

Closed off from feelings, heart locked away.
Out of touch with the love received, unable to make it stay.

Knowing that letting, my true self be seen.
Will change the way I'm looked at and awaken the machine.

Opening up myself, to help those along.
Not able to close now, I have to be strong.

Taking a chance, showing just you.
Letting you know that all things can be new.

Convergence of light, more every day.
Will show you the path, to find the middle way.

Deep in the upside, on Christ’s overlook.
Words come like songs, from a pre-written book.

Connecting of senses, feeling harmonious love.
Plunging in deeper, seeing something above.

The center path leads up, as far as it goes.
Accessing all, that the universe knows.

When coming back out, the trick is you see.
Maneuvering new feelings, to maintain harmony.

This rapid evolution, creating thoughts from the heart.
Assisting convergence, in which we all play our part.

Focus not on, whether good or bad fall.
We all go together, or none go at all.

Forgiving yourself, and feeling the grace.
spiritually evolving, the whole human race.

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.

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

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.

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.