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Evolution Of Reincarnation

Much needed spiritual rest  
Iíve returned to inspire the best  
Iíve looked over the mountaintop  
Things Iíve witnessed will not allow the flow of my mind to stop  
Iíve tasted hunger  
Seen the lifeless look on the faces of whoremongers  
Beauty gone, virginity robbed while they were so much younger  

Money will no longer be evident in this life  
Turmoil led by continuous strife  
Implanted devices denial if not  
The mark of the beast will mark its spot  
Elements of mankind  
Mentally strangled under the signs of times  
Some people out of sight will be out of their mind  
No Love and No Hugs  
Zombies roaming the streets enslaved to manmade drugs  
Society ruled by salvages and gun toting thugs  

Iíve seen the blood of death  
The poor begging crumbs from off the tables of wealth  
The Have and Have Nots  
Cameras with no morals screened as a hanging Gordian knot  
Viewers hitting like buttons without a script without a plot  
Seen in the eyes of everyone  
Silent observations of delinquency without a microphone  
Are we now reaping from what technology has sown  
Society fighting for a fifteen minute spot in the limelight  
Charity giving, snatched away by Mother Natureís cruel plight  
Wandering sheep without a spiritual leader  
I tell you all of this, and no Iím no mind reader or Sunday school teacher  

Spiritual attuned from a land so far away  
It all started from my denial on Judgment Day  
QRS complex waves mounting up  
Flat lining in and out  
Paddles of Life to heart electrocuted without a doubt  
Between the gray areas of an elevated body  
Past the Masonic Temples, the Christian doors and even higher than the hidden secrets of the Illuminati  
My spiritual being has evolved as it roamed  
Traveling fast to a blinding light of the unknown  
Been here done this  
Second time around more cryptic bullshit  

Excuse my phrase  
But yet, Iím still mentally amazed  
I write from remembrance to my Heavenly father to get this right  
No time for sins no time for societyís political fights  
Had He chosen the fiery road where would I be  
Enteral Flames of Hell daily welcoming me  
Now I have great days with living, giving and all  
Thank goodness the bed of earth cushioned my heavenly fall  

Angels sighed we lost one again  
Why does women and men deny eternal life over sin  
This is where my spiritual awareness all begins  
Iím coming straight from the heart  
My soul, the essence of my perceptions, given as an initial start  
Thoughts between here and there.  
The place where your mind wanders, the place no one seems to care  

Heaven and Hell  
On this earth one can never tell  
I want my crown come this second time around  
If Iím denied  
For me, one step down  
So, sit back, relax and allow me to engage your mind  
From here to there, a land way before time  
Have you ever said, Iíve seen this before  
Iím your testimony to say itís your first life reconnecting from no divine rewards  
No itís not Dťjŗ vu  
Itís your soul trapped while your head still bowed  
Godís punishment to you for your Commandments of disavowal  

Your body has resurfaced from a portal through minutes  
Stay in this moment stay in it to win it  
Godís words stated I must get this right  
I hope through my words you will understand my emotional plight, while I never lose word of sight, as a person might  
Although, it does occur at times, despite, that internal beam of spiritual light  

The crown of glory He begs to place upon our head  
Sacred scriptures given intellectually somehow escapes the mind from what weíve just read  
Iím sure my narratives will leave many thoughts of words unsaid  
So, say your prayers before you get into bed  
The subconscious is where the secrets lies  
The pathway to our Creator and the mysteries behind the What, When, and the Whys
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 13th May 2019
Author's Note
This poem is dedicated to the astral travelers, the star gazers, the window glazers, who can reach out through the glass windows of time, or the blessed souls who have crossed the road into the afterlife, tasted spiritual awareness, and have returned to give credence to the evolution of reincarnation. An uplifting poem to all, as if I've soared in shoes, and wore your wings.
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