The Shift

 
Shift gears, shift gears, excite our spiritual peers, 
they’ve lived for years… observing our generations of tears, 
 
for Love’s sake from the limitations of egos’ innovations…
the outer self logic, the mechanic.. the mechanic, of cumbersome thought,

 processes the established enemy , escape… escape the human mind, 
the tangle vine…the vintage of the whore’s wine..

its rape its murder the sickness, the disease , the fleas.. 
of strife, the strife, the schizoid, of the void, 
explored of Sigmund Freud, …
 
the  logical ego entity …  shift away infinity… infinity,  the divinity, 
the cup of Love’s logic awaits…
 with Spiritual plates, with open gates…
 unlimited possibilities…

the  infinity of  divinity the beginning of thee, 
let us fly freely into the sunlit arms of the fresh blue skies 
into the very nature of  the power of life, the being of free…
 
out of the prisons of the self  mutilating concepts of logics
flagellant human projects… keeping us bound,
away into oceans blue,  Agape’s unlimited…clarity  
into the fluid of faith hope and charity…
 
thine sacred, thine… sacred heart, Love‘s apple cart.. 
life… before the human concept of strife… the knife, the knife…

Oh.. the concept logical knife, the parasites, the parasites…
the makers of false love in the night… the egos up tight. 
the children of the night, the human plight…
of the logical concept black as the night..
beware… beware of mechanical egos up tight…
                                                  Selah

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