1 I got soul, Astral projection allows me to leave my physical form, the fabric of space-time has been torn, to manifest the impossible from fiction to reality, I’m more than a man I’m an ancient entity, born in between the friction of first atoms that God created, related, to the almighty, I do not take myself lightly. I’m a descendent of the creator hence my confidence, correction call it arrogance, my presence precedes the venom of your existence. i best you in every instance. your light cannot overshadow mine, like the boy who flew too close to the sun, I’ve raised the bar so ull never cross that line. I am Gods son... 2 i give speech to the voiceless, teach all the hopeless, i am the son of God, and i find it odd, that u cant feel him in yourself, hidden for you appreciate the stealth 3 mind elevated some say its ascension, information retention, from past universes to more that will be created. time is not an obstacle, when Gods spirit surges to the last follicle. my power infinite, mind body and soul intimate, i cannot be beaten by any that’s not in sync 4 Trying to outrun your shadow, acting all good where darkness follows, all victories hollow, when won without honour, im a bright spark ideas infinite like the God who s image i mirror, man built from the soil so i remain down to earth, fly though like an eagle. ride through, walls built by man like a modern age tank 5 dark skies the moon is missing, the stars absent, none shooting so no wishing, im on a mission, to change earth into heaven that’s the vision. Midas touch my stroke is golden, 6 Lightning strikes in mid summer not a cloud in sight, The sun dims for a moment it seems like Midnight, time, light, mass, is where reality is woven, torn, A rift between now and the future is open. inter stellar mental travel, telekinetic power allowing me to use a higher brain level, hidden connections between the curves of my brain, sane exploring outer limits that will drive you insane, if you explored yours youd find that you’re bane, consciousness evolved like a tree while yours remains as grain. a seed after morphing can only be fed by light, keep me in your sights, and watch spiritual photosynthesis re-enacted, interactions, between man and God happening daily through prayer. nourishing the soul down to the deepest layer. my words are infinite like the number after the 1 you can count to, live in this plane like there is no round two. yes heaven exists but dont make this life meaningless, there’s a reason for your existence make it limitless...
Posted on: Wed, 07 Jan 2015 20:15:15 +0000