Writing Game Is On - Part 2

WRITING GAME IS ON Part 2 This is from, the divine consciousness communicating, but you are misinterpreting? Hits like a sting from an insect with wings always on target, You know I have the advantage, this is an avalanche that will put ya in a trance, Advanced Freelance enhanced by knowledge of Satan, You know the Tree of the knowledge of good and evil, is it pagan? My mind maybe lagging, or freeing up the information I don’t need to acknowledge, The strongest traveling traveler over universes of data stored, yes consciousness, The fullness in bloomed rooms of thought bought by curious minds alive, high, Outlaying a play, maybe the pharaohs wake within their tombs, zoom I display, Poetically generated by energetically charged ways, stay awake boom electrically relayed, Ya faded, faded, faded…… I state this, state this, state this, As I face this head on, strong I believe I have made it, with a mates kiss, I thank you, not leaving a trace said long lives the hated, what a late miss, This with a twist insisted by the rhymes that gives clues unassisted, ya missed, Wished ya could find decent rhymes invested with class and intellect, always go inspect, I say it again and again, words repeated but reside deeper than deep that you think, Blink, blink, blink, blinking and thinking linking one reality to another, This can be a disaster to the unaware, they scare easy, busy and don’t care about our Father, They are laughter of ignorance and bliss, dismissed concepts deleted before understood............ To be continued..........In Part 3 Quincy Mac date written: 7.12.2015