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Esoteric, Mystical, Spiritual and Abstract Writings
All Things are Calculations1In the beginning of creation The creator made designs A simplistic life equation To run its course in time 2 It was set then into motion The nuances of all the men And, with a great commotion We set off toward our end 3 The Nefilim also had beginnings They too were born of stars Their own mysteries are akin To the unknown things like ours 4 Like us they know not how Or whom the first seed sowed Yet gods to us are now Those whose mysteries hold 5 The plan to all life is simple For plants and men the same Like secrets in the fleshy temple That courses the blood-filled vein 6 That thought an ultimate reason That all things live to die Its truth a whisper of treason From the deities of the sky 7 It's a new Biotechnometry In nature its not just knowledge But a glorious sacred geometry That fractal ferns acknowledge 8 The Master's touch is there It's in the dividing line Where forms and voids do tear The matter, space and time 9 The Nefilim have a purpose Its veil is atom thin Its mystery is unknown to us They hid it from all men 10 The mighty growth of power An implosion from within The helix chains that tower As the epsilon's begin 11 The strong force that binds us Its wish shall not be broken For the minds of divine trust Are the laws our cast was set in 12 One unit of intrinsic spin The distance makes it stronger Like the neural nets within The stars burn much longer 13 These quarks now as clusters Neurons and protons form The flesh too it musters The living things are born 14 Massless gluon particles The nucleus has the matter In chains the binding articles Are held up in the latter 15 Yet all things are calculations The flesh it can never know Why all these perturbations Are willed to live and grow 16 It's in the Creator's plan That the calculation turns And are deeply willed to man That the mind-lit body yearns 17 It yearns to equal a sum That no sage yet can grasp As the tabulations run The total runs up fast 18 It's this total for which they wait It is for the divine production The pleasures are just the bait To avoid our own destruction 19 For if they must they can Start it all over again And wipe out unproductive man To set it once more a spin 20 On the chain it follows The rules are all alike From matter-less empty hollows The Master's hand can strike 21 Who knew such exalted stations Could forge thin wispy lines Of shocking family-like elations To those that are divine 22 For when the seed was found The germ was set anew And life in them, did then abound From darkness blossoms grew 23 Our blossoms cerebellum The convolutions like petals An awe and reverence befell them Like spring-sweet rolling meadows 24 For in the rigid mechanics gleamed A tinge of family ties And all the science rather seemed Like none the more so wise 25 For what creator can destroy His own soul as his creation And turn a careless back-- to joy Of self-wrought vain elation 26 For all things know their kind And few things dare not try To their own they seal and bind That their type will never die 27 In this wisdom is the error For changes are slow and sure As such grows the terror Of not knowing what's yours 28 And so the timelines course The matter and the space As they all forget their source Yet forward fast they race 29 The roots will never hold The growth becomes a death As new capillaries unfold There are no sources left 30 No part can ever thrive That does not know its source For that's the sinew bound alive Both too and from its course 31 They do not call it living We do not call it death They simply keep on giving Until nothing pure is left 32 We look up at the stars And wonder why we're here With all the deep torn scars And all the human fear 33 In science there are answers Questions that beg the wise While children die of cancers And fools gulp up the lies 34 The folly is in our pride The demons are in our minds And many an innocent died In man made evil times 35 The names of God are countless Mercy-- no compassion in nature The family mankind is boundless For those whose minds do nurture 36 When you ponder our emotions The victims of the mighty say All of the zealous commotions Have shredded us into the fray 37 There is no linguistic formula No tongue for God to know Why the murky nebula Is soil for things that grow 38 May the Master shows us pity Give long the lives to live Every soul in every city To one another forgive 39 Forgive your brother and forget Mankind, your nations' adherents To higher callings all commit The truth is unlike all appearance 40 Different religions and creeds Understanding the human family Knowing the tribes and their deeds Shall not alone bear amity 41 Virtue and goodness-- tribal lore These constructs shape our fate Yet people still kill and war For civility shall not truth sedate 42 The truth of our cosmic sprawl In the feeding chain of all matter From the gigantic to the small Like spores our types shall scatter 43 Scatter into voids of the unknown The will was written in our minds Into the sea our seed was thrown As the spring now sprung unwinds 44 The duties of humanity are simple The actions are still confusing For in our most sacred temples There are many still abusing 45 Abusing the constructs of morality Splitting the hairs of reason Living a bitter, lustful duality The believers they mar in treason 46 How do you avoid transgressing People's rights are the simple test For all resources are for possessing And the worst adds up to the best 47 The greed is not harming all men It is useful to the ones with power For what oppresses the will to sin In the final seconds of last of hour 48 Even the slave shall reap up riches The poor will sip up the last drop For life in motion to all bewitches But the momentum will surely stop 49 Stopping it no longer can consume The fodder of motion is energy Wilting, once in stunning bloom Final wobbling gasps of entropy 50 No device acting like men Takes the devil's form in tissue Nor are numbers set in sin Nor the solar objects that issue 51 Some things we can force to shape Like us so sculpted to perfect form Beyond the simple proto-ape The reckless broken humans storm 52 For all things have their parents Including thoughts and intention As seen in man's creative variance Nature is the source of invention 53 The perfect designs and plans In nature the designer drew Planted by perfect knowing hands The seeds of matter split and grew 54 On command the crystals grow Like living cells they will divide Of themselves they do not know Yet to the laws they do abide 55 Our encoding is all the same Our hopes are commands we obey Even though it leads to pain We grasp for it each and every day 56 We reach beyond our shaky grasp As chaos splits to orders twin Something reaches for us at last A shadow out from depths within 57 Our purpose seems to be unknown We do the bidding of our design So why do we need to be shown That which actions aptly define 58 Our actions are almost perceptible He said reproduce and multiply Our fate it seems is inevitable We're born, we live- then we die 59 On our journey we are nearly blind Except to that we wish to see And many simply fall behind For that's the place they want to be 60 The Master wants us where we are It is the design of our creation Powered by a fiery-yellow star Our minds are the cultivation  Architects of the Universeby Bryant H. McGill, August of 1999By deeds of our own The lines of truth are fettered, And though we seek for truth Our souls are none the bettered Down by our feet, A wounded soul there cried As sorrow's eyes met thine Your lips in spiral lied Can you behold the greater Or nobler than the sin Or the wretched stings of laughter That hold it deep within Can you see the horror, Or can you feel the pain Of timeless masters watching Our ape-like terror reign They are the architects of the stars The planters of the field The gleam in our eyes The harvesters of our yield As about this space we move, We learn what can be taught While a hollow deep in side Is filled with what is bought Yet never will we know, Until the time has come That a billion years of hope Could suffice for even one For a century in the stars Is a wink in our eye, And the mighty vault of time But a child's simple lie The truth is there within For simpler men to speak, And all the science of men Can sometimes makes us weak The masters know and grin While we in ignorance fall Though sometimes since we're kin In our dreams we see it all  Dare to see yourself for what you really are!Dare_to_see_yourself_for_what_you_really_are.jpg) Dare to see yourself for what you really are!  Homo Arcunus from the Ancient Princess of SandGold taken from the capstone in Italy,pre-earth existence. Homo Arcunus. They were born with so many genetic gifts. The Cap Stone of the pyramids were built, using these beings, and all the energy that they hold, was poured into that cap.  Many Will Climb the Pyramidmany will climb the pyramidbut few will hold the capstone over their heads departments within departments the one who oversees darkness there will be blood a whole nation turned into a sacrificial alter the hasp is not a word, but silence the technology is the word everything requires permission from the master the bond on your birth name, is the root chain the matrix is everything we are living in amazing times the third year of tribulation is ending broken kingdoms shattered to ruins the great table is being assembled the invisible, the inner and outer order the new system is coming to pass compliant souls shall hear the word you must have full understanding qualified gentlemen will know one another protocol demands the handshake resend your birth certificate and release the bond from the open markets of slavery and become the creator of your own destiny become a private matter, free of lien freedom has no attachment, levy or market speculation all beginnings start with a meeting of the minds you can never harm a soul in compliance lift the capstone above your head and stand in the brass ring of proof let no entity stand between you and the source dignitaries with no dignity the treaty holders know you can not question the invisible have their own guard and assassins the ultimate contract is never written or spoken it is all exciting until you realize you are only food for the gods the tribal people have the final word-- the council obeys you must be given your enemy prostrate before you you must be given a sword in your hand your enemy's neck must be exposed to you and you must then lay down the sword there is a secret army who protects those who drop the sword to the ground dust off your shoes and send the angle of death nothing matters anymore except, are you a purified soul or not? whom helps God, Azrael, God's chosen killers mark your doorpost with the lamb's blood when they take you sheepish neighbors one by one star knowledge is one thing - but don't fuck with angels wake-up, pay attention and listen to the energy they can talk and talk and talk the books have been penetrate by rapists they can feast like gluttons on the knowledge, but it is just going to sour in their bellies and kill them because the are not purified souls being right is not enough the canopy of heaven blinds them from seeing  The invitation only world is a manifestation of self-realizationThe invitation only world is a manifestation of self-realizationBecome, and you are simply now welcomed Search your heart for the required trust-- Trusting yourself Learn to speak the soul language Understand that you ARE a super being Know how to identify yourself As an illuminated being of love and light All the petals of the great secrets have opened in my hand The blossom of those ancient societies are now wilting I will crush the last scent into the corners of my third eye Draw near me for a gentle butterfly-kiss of truth  The Last and Final CultureYou are never empty, or nothingIt is the void that defines the form The budding heart opens and blossoms The open heart, a female form receives Upon the pistil is laid the pollination of love From that first labor the fruit of life is born A continuance of creative love Two hearts an androgynous being of illumination Birth is a trans-dimensional push through time A dot that erupts from the great void Where a beings bio-spacesuit is fabricated to order This realm is a joy, for the formless to possess form  We Become the CreatorI am a creator and a sourcespreading happiness and greatness upon this Earth in this time There is no difference whatsoever between imagination and "reality"  You are...You are the most Amazing super beingYou are unlimited love You are unlimited creation You are a GOD and THE GOD You are the oneness, and the oneness is you  |
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