Mental

Inside my mind are traces of memories , godlike thoughts and limitless synergies. How can I explain this gift?, inspirational thoughts freeze framed in time carried up by heavenly lifts. I can't explain my gift, it's too complex , my secret is I had an affair with wisdom and damn it was good sex, I can't lose her potion, my hands around her waist as she's riding in motion, Her body still wet from the depths of God's oceans , she was here before they were , she gives me winks and head nods so I follow her notion. Entangled in her thoughts is my every idea, her plans for my future sees me further from here, talking of here where I am now , ingenius train of thought and she's teaching me how. Inside my mind are travels and flight the power to fly seeing heaven's armies preparing to fight, what a test for man they are preparing to bring, I make songs about their soon raids so pay attention to what I sing. My secrets , I can't confess to them all , because if I do wisdom will be upset with me for dropping the ball. So forgive me if I don't have time to explain, but I have a llfe to drive and this time I'm staying in lane. I'm not from this earth, I'm here now yes but my existence predates birth. The sooner you understand what that means the sooner you'll learn my secret , I'm taking advantage of life and what I'm taking I'm keeping.