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Sparking My Bodies Brain Cells

Sparking my bodies brain cells, Well-endowed with cosmic material, sparkling of excellence to excel, Establishing my teacher for story rhymes to tell, Spelling out words, heard from parallel dimensions and their Intel, Foretelling, unraveling and not selling any of this, On a quest with benevolence searching for the higher intelligence, Divine minds bind, words of eloquence rhyme with emphasis, Direct evidence, neurons travel and ignite nerves, Processes of verses through this universe coerce, In this Matrix Multiverse I observe, gaining wise knowledge to learn, Never overthrown by the mundane weak system, This world isn’t even worthy of mention, has absolutely no wisdom, As I see my peers in submission to authority of fiction, Listen, what I’m witnessing on our common plain is limited, Observing everything here, the global atmosphere, Shocked, what’s been concocted needs to completely stop, So I pursue the universal natural powers on top, At the summit with bombs of truths they drop, Almighty, profound light shines causing powers to be found, I’m past playing around, I get down with my third eye, Underground proverbs from other worlds and highly renowned, Sound and legit hitting the spot that’s curious, Serious are the consciously aware who steer their host, Like the Holy Ghost delivering innermost insight is the wise man, Overwhelmed by the spokesman, human walking the earths lands, Divine plans through futuristic scriptures, Meditate on the richer picture, Capturing jewels uplifting my stature, Storing up treasure in my kingdom as I dodge folly, Wisdoms leading me, knowledge of good and evil, Living proof with a spirit on the move, Movements of improvement I impart that last, Fast acceleration passing all disaster on this 3D canvas, Spray painting reality illegally in the eyes of this world’s madness, My mind landed on this planet to practice what the ancient wise men missed. Quincy Mac Date Written: 3.8.2016

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