The time is soaking wet… recognize you have all there is. Timegate has spoken… I have to open the door, it’s my job. The world’s been waiting! The world’s been waiting!
Tag: Destiny
It’s What You Put Into Your Dreams
what if I was really everything I was was suppose to be… how far could a reach behold me… what there in distance would search me… and how wide a range of an air speed… could levitate the center of each speech…
Your Dream Was Filled
Tune into the projection of your mind… Remember that dream you had? Oh wait, this is déjà vu… Your dream has come true!
Soul Vacuum Of Inherent Nature
Your fate is aligned in the cosmic code Life has already happened, it is just waiting to unfold Your response to agree is unanimity Ultimately it is destiny
May You Transaction Your Fate
I only look at the positive For I know what to relate I can sense my inheritance Is far more of an open slate For I know when I die I will at once fall awake Wholeness is unraveled As a transparent fate This is a deep dream My reality awaits Holy fortitude you Are…
I Will Manifest Myself Into Creation’s Will
Subtle cues I often delay I enjoy suffering misery Soul whispers once Soul whispers twice The third I negate It is a hand of pride The potential of my virtues Are dampened by my day It is I, the Will Might That must conjure the way
Words Are The Best Thoughts
over time I can steel… a big metaphor for the big window in my life { { { you shed out of your skin } } } better to get paid a legendary dream hone technology…
The Dreams We Pull Introduce Us To Our Liking
The truth that I knew could not be replaced It was like an inner wire that lit my fate It drew me in and shocked my core It’s like I was living expectantly For the prophecy forewarned
There’s All Kinds Of Gladiator Towns
I had a déjà vu of leaving town for good like an all too familiar scene of a truth yet to be deemed a universal pull ~ a premonition ~ a dream ~ counterbalanced by Life’s weaves all constructed by the dreamer’s seed innately inclined to the Universe’s plea ever connected one, our beat ~…
Impossible To Get In, Effortless To Escape
Oh wow, I’m sorry do I not fit your mold? Go ahead and think back to the days of old Now we see a pattern of what history gathers The prudent wage biddingly while the Freemasons deal accordingly My case is closed as such temperament shows Be full, be wise, be slick as you never know…
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