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We Now See, What They had Seen
It was for-seen from some
future place in time
The destiny, of mankind
Whether by some alien,
adventurer, time-traveler
Or, Holy-man who had
tapped into the current
of the universe
Seeing things, past, present
or future, they fore-told
the events that would become
the history of the, "Story
of us," (mankind)
They saw the rise and fall
of kingdoms and realms, nations
and impulses acted out on a whim
Scribing down their inspired yet,
not making any kind of sense
knowledge, these sages told not
of things that would happen yet
but, of things to follow
They foreknew the cause and effect,
butterfly-effect and the events
that their giving into would
invoke into the world
And pass down thru eons of time
causing calamities and woes and
peril
Men ascended into wise beings of
clear, concise, unparalleled clarity
of realization and what we are and
are becoming
Transcending time and space to
ascertain mysterious things that were
locked-up until now, in the universe
Cause we all as men, have inherited
gifts, abilities that make us work
together with the, "Source," within
And evolve us into the being that the
shell, this body houses
This body, merely dirt is the shell
containing a seed that grows-up within
us till it's time of new birth
So death, not the end, just the appointed
time for the shell to return to the ground
for, "Gaia," to recycle, use again
One life to transcend and continue to the
next level
One with your recycled matter, to bring-up
a brand-new spirit into existence to live
future place in time
The destiny, of mankind
Whether by some alien,
adventurer, time-traveler
Or, Holy-man who had
tapped into the current
of the universe
Seeing things, past, present
or future, they fore-told
the events that would become
the history of the, "Story
of us," (mankind)
They saw the rise and fall
of kingdoms and realms, nations
and impulses acted out on a whim
Scribing down their inspired yet,
not making any kind of sense
knowledge, these sages told not
of things that would happen yet
but, of things to follow
They foreknew the cause and effect,
butterfly-effect and the events
that their giving into would
invoke into the world
And pass down thru eons of time
causing calamities and woes and
peril
Men ascended into wise beings of
clear, concise, unparalleled clarity
of realization and what we are and
are becoming
Transcending time and space to
ascertain mysterious things that were
locked-up until now, in the universe
Cause we all as men, have inherited
gifts, abilities that make us work
together with the, "Source," within
And evolve us into the being that the
shell, this body houses
This body, merely dirt is the shell
containing a seed that grows-up within
us till it's time of new birth
So death, not the end, just the appointed
time for the shell to return to the ground
for, "Gaia," to recycle, use again
One life to transcend and continue to the
next level
One with your recycled matter, to bring-up
a brand-new spirit into existence to live
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