We supposed to be Gardeners
Dwellers of the Garden
In place where there is no count
Because Time is infinite
And we grateful
in unison for our purpose
Choice became a curse
forever tampering our perfection
forever tainted our perception
wavering whispering temptation
Choices become your enemy
with desiring corruption
directing you off course
not being grateful
because the choice becomes prison
Servants of the choice
For knowing truth and spreading lies
choice becomes our lives
We had a choice in the beginning and choice wrong
so this is our second chance to get it right
Now the choice became a blessing.
So choose right.
A flower get's pollinated feed by the Sun
Stars burst off to planets
moons circle the orbit
positive negative attract multiplied division
by the peaks of the mountains tops clear is the vision
no matter the direction you gaze
a flower blooms... the big bang
Got to seek the source grow
repeat for peace.
and The Source provides.
Never misuse what's right in your face. To keep knowledge to yourself is like being blind, but the term Eyes Wide Shut has such a strong force or even a key to evolve you beyond these walls. Then your walls which you have had bottled up so bad that your lost inside of your own regime. You must begin to visualize the obstacles which have been placed in your path to force your hand or the cards which you have been dealt. Survival is which will make you a Supreme Being.
I will never be nothing more than a man seeking a woman's affection,
hoping to live long and die slow.
A man hoping to please
A soul hoping to meet his splitter.
A man who create memories
A tool for use.
A name starting and ending with a sound like E
A man who will always be me in the image of energy
A decision made
A self needing a source of love.
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