Be Positive In Your Universal Movements

Do you carry the interpretations of being a good influencer of the mind, or forsaken the brethren of mankind for the comforts of false riches                            
The power of self to sustain borrowed time in the province we call life resides in the heart, mind, and soul from past lives you may have upon evolution’s wishes                              
By the blood of the lamb, you have choices who you are, who will you become, and how you chose to live                                      
Evil, wickedness, to appease the masses                                      
Sitting on couches, telling their twisted life stores after the mentality crashes                                    
Where are we heading, we are here now, other than ashes to ashes                                      
Existence to abide, when accepting the laws of the ten commandments                        
To bear the souls for immortality, sacred incantations whispered from lips as a universal enchantress              
Low vibrations earthlings, we hear the unbalance of your festering mind                        
No rebirth to the skies, when slithering as snakes while resting on God sweeten grapevines                        
An Indigo Child, from the spirituality of The Children Of The Sun, my duality esoteric twin flames, resides where I stand, and when or where I lay, I come in peace                    
Fragile mentalities, we look upon, as fire has consumed and too low to reach                        
                        
Where the beauty of those Pearly Gates, the Morning Star will never patrol                        
Deserting of souls, voices shattered, life expectancy wailing in doom                        
Lucifer you taught your gnomes to bring discontent, acid rain, gloom                        
Refusing to set their tormented soul free                        
Tainted blood from the slaughtered sheep                        
You take unto your mouth the bitterness of your hatred, to cast weakness unto your lips you shall draw to eat        
We are heading into the future and the only time interchange in time to cast upon, is the crest to soothe weary ones lacking in faith and the passage to a spiritual path          
Uprise in your journey, may your thoughts be of positive as they swing and not be found to drown in the pools of ignorance or wraith        
The power of the tongue can only exalt or burn a soul, it's the equation since the beginning of time, the necessity to balance good and evil, the care of gravitational math        
       
The Children Of The Sun we are the truth in your saliva, that you spit out in shame                        
Obscurity in the knowledge to discern, fate is worse, when destiny does not know thy name              
It’s acceptable on the Heaven Creator’s time                
As we pray in the dark, yet at the rise of the sun we turn the blind eye                  
Still believing in fate when we fall short to lead ourselves                  
The two-edge sword we weld with souls we have never met                  
Blinded tears, wicked thoughts permeate the mind                  
Lost, abandoned, mentally deserted, on the knees asking God for his mercy just one more time                  
         
Cascading water in the shower, cleaning the filth as we stand                  
Putting on our clothes, heading into the world                  
Wickedness festering in our hearts, impurity of unclean spirits residing in the core of woman and man              
We’re all here by the creation of the seed, from birth to share, breath in spiritual space                  
Sacredness we unite no more among the human race                  
Yet, no preacher to lead, wages been given for his mansions, his fast cars, our bills, rent due, our blessings to receive, now in his pocket, somehow squandered                  
The congregation, the synagogue, and the Mosque, nevertheless, you still see lost sheep wandering                  
                
Are we better off when we confess our darken sins                  
No man of cloth can forgive us, only our guilty conscious he hears as self-redemption is tossed in the wind                  
That is the Bible’s written wishes as in the day the world was ordained                  
Man made in the Creator’s image, his warp technology brings the masses who inhabit so much discord, grief, and pain                  
Toxins in the air from the clouds it rains                  
Polluted water from radioactive cancer agents seeping from companies' filtration systems as the spillage into the ecological system slowly drains                  
Crops stained with manmade chemicals, altering our DNA to our mouth we partake                  
Birth defects nine months later, medical bills piling up, for the love of a parent, cannot forsake              
            
Altered mind enchanted by mood stabilizers medications            
Manmade bioengineered foods, poisoned, yet, given to feed stomach pangs during human starvations            
Close your eyes, and listen to the chaotic sounds of the Book Of Revelation            
The Emerald Tablets, you are the God, of His image, and ordained as His Sun, man            
The heart of His pulse to multiply and fertile the lands            
            
Political propaganda lies, give to charity, yet African babies’ skeletal, begging for relief through hollowed eyes                  
I will always advise anyone to love your temple with your heart, and pamper your intellect                  
No matter where your shoes will lead, tell yourself each day you rise unto a new day, I’m not done yet                
Until your last breath                  
Safeguard your soul to be well received as you asunder this earth and spiritual infinity your psyche has met            
            
In the moment of time, Noah’s Arc paired by two that philosophy no longer exist            
Detrimental in the roots of its growth to be #Woke            
A new denial of rebirth for the original Hebrews to rise and uplift the greatness of its lineage sacred gifts            
I did not write the mystical foundation upon the ordained scrolls, yet the truth does escape past my lips            
Let not thy be without sin cast thy first stone            
I am not the Divine, yet I am femineity in the shadows of His greatness, I am here to fulfill my prophecy and find a passage led by the radiance of the Sun, illuminated by the Moon, I humbly bow my head in prayer to humbly atone            
Attune my ears to hear the soft winds of love being embraced in an eclipsed universal song        
       
       
Shalom