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Leap of Faith

Follow me to a ledge inside my mind & observe
as I leap
Many are very close to the edge but scared to jump
because they're weak
Being afraid to fall isn't the problem, it's only natural
to fear the crash
When you reach the bottom, you see yourself staring
back from a looking glass
Throw all your caution to the wind & feel the air beneath
your wings
A cage bird is free within its mind & you can hear it
when it sings
There are many things to fear in life, but fear itself is the
only cause
Don't be afraid to grow for that stunts your growth &
amplifies all your flaws
Cause & effect is natures law so it must be treated 
with respect
Once I was blind to mothers' rules, but now I see 
in retrospect
Have faith in self & take the leap, you just may be
caught before you fall
Once you let go, you'll see the truth, there was nothing
to fear after all

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Genie In The Bottle

The genie possesses infinite wishes 
& is only contained by the bottle
The bottle is but an illusion full of hollow 
dreams posing as aspirations 
waiting to be attained or fulfilled 
Matter maintains a shape conducive to 
thoughts believed to be real
but only acts according to strength 
of the will
It is as a man thinketh so says Proverbs 23
which means the power has been
given to and resides within you
& me 
So mote it be says the genie abiding
by the law of the one
that sees everything & created 
what you saw
Know that you inhabit a bottle made to
walk & talk according to wishes
that supercedes all lies & inherited
superstitions
Don't let the world rub you the wrong way
but instead allow your inner
genie to be free
to enjoy life & its short days
As you can see we are both genie & the bottle
in many ways 
full of wishes we'd like to see granted
before time has its say

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Flower Beds

I'm a fruit of the tree of life
with knowledge of
the unknown
What I'm known to leave floats 
above trees with grown broken 
branches
I've grown to see that not
all soil is fertile as many
seeds are left
to languish & toil
The grounds are barren for
the unyielding & those
sowing with dirty
intent to spoil
Foiling that type of harvest
is light work
as I'm of
a heavier metal
The petals of my flowering
are yet to be seen
but are iron clad
I'm feral & the sowing of oats
breed chaos in tamed
minds of the past
We reach for what is hard to
grasp but is within our
clutches for time
is at hand
We're blocking out hate
that's been hashed as we
escape from boxes 
part of a plan
The sham was meant to 
throw heads while
they rested on
pillows soundly
in their beds
We make our beds & will 
lay regardless
of how they've
been made
Some dream while awake
while others sleep
through
all of their
days
They spray with intent
to wilt & cover their
tracks from eyes
We evaporate leaving trails
behind like leaves
in favor of friendly
skies
It all falls to ground like
flowers at the end
of their days
Before you know it
its risen again like rain
from its puddled grave

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Holy War

We're all fighting the war internally & it manifests
before our eyes
This spiritual battle is apocalyptic, the one that so
many prophesized 
We live in a time of revelations witnessing the lifting
of the veil
Liberation comes when you see you're the reason
that you're locked in mental jail
We're still failing to see that we've been blinded & duped
into fighting with ourselves
Friendly fire comes from an enemy we never expected,
the lower nature of ourselves
Realizations hit like a bomb that's unexpected as we destroy
the physical mentally
This war with the self is a projection upon a screen, there
for all of us to see
I wish all of us could see that we're more alike than one
would think
Rise above the obelus that they've inserted & see that world
is on the brink
It's only the mind we see imploding, but we think the world is
crumbling outside
Realize that we are more powerful when in sync & not divided
inside

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Diamond In the Rough

I'm a diamond in the rough a bit rough
around the edges
Many jewels may go unnoticed buried deep
until found to be a blessing
I just mine within my mind to bring forth
what I have found
It's like I'm an ocean full of buried treasures
you can call me a liquid noun
I make noise without a sound but make waves
with lucid thoughts
What I possess is worth the world if you appraise
it but something that can't be bought
From an early age I was taught to speak my mind
though it may be unorthodox
I am a flaming light that grew from darkness so
I guess I'm a paradox

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The Mind That Matters

The mind is all things, the architect of our waking dreams. To dream is to experience real things, they aren't as fake as they seem. It only seems the world is full of things composed of things that don't matter. I argue that everything is relevant in this realm of endless matter. Etherical thoughts solidify constructing the world we see. What's outside is really within, internal thoughts come to be. I'm expressing what's inside of me, so you partake in yourself. We all eat from the same tree; this world is fruit of the self.

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Views From Inside the Scope

They try to move on those they believe reside
alone
All the while never knowing they've been surrounded
all along
Behind the scenes games are played to cause confusion
by deflecting things
All they've done is confuse themselves while getting
wrapped in karmic rings
The circle builds with every act until they're lost within
the scene
As the movie wraps, they lose production for crossing
lines they hadn't seen
They were seen and knew it not for on the surface
all was clear
Behind the veil many watched in wait, so now they're
trapped by solid fears
The end of the race is closer than it appears for the
illusions run really deep
It's like they raced to a hidden cliff & couldn't stop, so
they didn't think before they leaped

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The Idea of Love

I'm in love with the idea of love though I feel it's not for me
It's like we're stuck within a game similar to that of hide & seek
We share more than a glance but eye to eye we cannot see
We're on a roller-coaster riding for kicks racing to mountain peaks
Soon after things decline & nosedives to a falling down
When good there's nothing but smiles with beautiful rosy cheeks
What follows is invisible tears accompanied by ugly frowns
Don't shed any tears nor mourn the elusive love for me
I found life along with love deep down within myself
I love me more than another could ever truly offer
This type of selfishness loves to give & is something that always helps
One day I'll find something stronger but built a little softer
On that day I'll offer something more than mere flowers
This is something we'll always share which is something wholly ours

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In Due Time

He came to share his light with one & all
as it was foretold he would shine
The messages keep coming because he was called
to give of himself through his mind
His world is heavy, so he carries the weight 
& this is why he is strong
He was told to be patient, so he had to wait
because the timing was wrong
All things will come in due time so carry on
until your dreams come true
Sometimes the things that you want can take long
but not a thing is overdue
At times divine takes its time to bring you presents
& they will come when you're ready
Just remember to live every moment and stay present
because the past has left us already

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Remnants Of Those That Fell

At the 11th hour 200 stars & a sun
fell from the heavens
scorching the earth when
they arrived
The beautiful garden was now
tainted by sin & beastly passions
that stopped at nothing
til they devoured
The world cowered at the feet
of their creations conceived
& was painted red 
with blood as
what they birthed caused
many to grieve
It's been said that there were
giants in those days
so fierce that even the likes of lions
trembled at the sight of them
Fighting them was a futile
act & God shed tears 
from bright eyes so great
that it caused a flood
sparing only a few
Rumor has it their spirits live on
til this day in the hearts
of some
on a smaller scale
as they await release from 
the spiritual jail in which
they were cast
The dye was cast long ago
by some that predicted
their return
but we may not live to see
that day or ever know
to be concerned