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A lethal dose to your brain
Leaving you feeling all the same
Without reason
What is blocking your mind?
What have you found when there was nothing to find?
Without reason
Your without reason
But "God" knows, right?
Believe everything preached to me
Look into yourself
Your hollow
You will find
Crawling within the dirt
To "Him" that is all your worth
You listen
Hear any sound?
Believing every sound without thinking
Are you listening?
But "God" will tell you, right?
Believe everything read to me
Look into yourself
Your hollow
You will find
Remaining within the crowd
Baffled by what you believe to be reality
Are you thinking
Is it better to believe
Better believe, your being deceived
Do you see it?
You don't see it
Your "God" won't open your eyes
Your "God" never did anything
Look into yourself
Your hollow
You will find

I don't see it, but I believe it
I can read it, so I believe it
I can preach it, so I can feed it
You feed me your pure...white lies

Is it better to believe
Knowing your being deceived
For "Him" would you die?
Without knowing why?

Don't call me crazy
Don't call me insane
Take a look at yourself
Before you point and blame

I used to be like you
An ant to your "King"
But no matter how much I gave
"He" never did a thing

Your beliefs are dangerous
A scary, dangerous thing
I won't kill a man in the name of "God"
So I believe nothing

So as the world falls into
This fake reality
Full of angels in the skies
And fire for eternity

I will simply sit and stare
In honest sympathy
Watching as your religion
Becomes your apocalypse...

When certifies Life’s Low
That six months fetus will survive
Specifics programs starting to go
For human been identify
Program ‘Feelings’
Program ‘Emotions’
‘Thinking Ability’
‘Consciousness’
Three years old more or less
The programs running ended
Will close the bones of the skull
Consider that downloaded Soul

The side of humans
The side of nature
An equal sum
In the same picture
Right triangle with God
The Hypotenuse-Art
Wounding nature
Get us sick
Hurting people
Earthquake
In everything we are affected
Cause everything we are connected

Your conscience is that little voice
That comes from deep in you
It is a sort of guiding light
You can guarantee is true

But people tend to ignore this voice
And continue after their pleasures
Then lament when misery sets in
These are duality's treasures

So why ignore your little voice
and then be racked with guilt
And constantly pray for saviour outside
When your savoiur is in-built

So heed my words and heed that voice
For it will truly make you whole
Because your conscience to simply put it
Are the promptings of your soul.

Bliss is something you feel when you're free
It's transcendence of body and mind
To try and describe it another way
It's the contentment from oneness you'll find

But bliss is not given, it must be attained
And it cannot be bought or sold
As only the toil of prospecting the truth
Will yeild this spiritual gold

When bliss is attained there's an ultimate peace
And a love that words can't explain
There seems no limit to the bounds of life
And infinity seems to reign

This bliss is in reach of everyone
And I'll give you this tip for free
Do not look backward or forward in time
Just look now, in the moment and be

When people think of worship
They often think of prayer
Or the performing of a ritual
Begging divinities here and there

Some even think of sacrifices
Offered to gods in praise
In fact people think of worship
In hundreds of funny ways

But the only true form of worship
Which is all that you will need
Is to think good thoughts, speak good words
And follow through with deed

If men were heroes, if men were wise
then women would obey to them,
Accepting their advice
A simple life of worship men.
If men were heroes, if men were wise
Then women not needed to think,
Would not have character, but the same characteristics
Would be dressed in red or pink
Women are so different!
Cause heroes are almost zero by the statistics

Divinity is of God
Spirituality is that of human
Animistic the abode of animal
And materiality?
A physical realm

Creation a radiation
out of divine it emerge
giving form to behold
in order of density
all for a meaning

learnin our purpose
experience is attainable
a requirement for existence
as below so above
the dictum of a mage

we are here to know
that to spirit we belong
and to spirit we go back
since divinity our source
and thus our only anchor

Tell why you love me, But don't run away, Tell me why you care, But don't be afraid to hold me. I see the tears in yours eyes. I know that your heart is broken, But always remember when the hurt is to much to bear there is someone far greater then me. Look around you and see all the divine wonders of the world. There is so much that is given to you. So let my gentle hands wipe away your tears for your life is that of someone special that is why I love you so much for being you. The stars up in the heavens call your name and the sun brighten up the day as the world turns from day to night. The darken heavens are lite up by billions of stars that also brighten your life as everyone see the joy of childrens playing with each other. For there is no greater Love then to Love one another for perfect Love cast out all fear. That the secret of why little children Love everyone it is because of their innocents hearts they know no wrong but only trusting in the creator above. So I will go away just being me. But don't leave sad and lonely for I am part of you. I look at the sky above and I see GOD in every thing that lives. Written and Copyright by J Daniel time.5:00.a.m.Thursday,7jan2010 Danalpha01@yahoo.com

A star settling to earth
sacrificing almost all to walk through
dew dappled grass.

Her brilliance contained-
but not extinguished,
she proceeds forward in life to
wear away her oh so human scars

and always the Light remains.

Over years, past heartache, beyond fear
she moves with the stumbling grace of a
babe just learning to walk...

following the calling.

Over hills, beneath the willows,
content in the sense of their embrace.
Where she goes, only she truly knows...

Some, privileged to know her deeply
see the star shine within.
Some, listening closely, hear the call of the divine soul

A few, sensing her higher path, walk beside.
nudging her side, holding her hand and laughing
in response to her joy.

How does one hold a soul?
How to see within...from without?
Some know...a precious few...

And so they walk, hand in hand
across the fields and streams,
climbing forever towards the heavens
to a destiny of One.