Colors Deeper Than Crayola

All Dealt It.

He Felt it.

She Thought it.

His Mind bought it.

Her whisper Brought with it

the eye-dea

to decide,

To let this ancient sophia outside

Through His Actions in This Life.

So I’ll write,

shit, maybe I’ll type

(All) This:

(Think I might title it something tight, like "Deep Thesis." )

Comfort Zone, Living Room: The Chapel Perilous.

Comfort Zone, We're in tune, while this rainy sunday marvels us.

Aint it marvelous, this rainy sunday evenin?

Cover Page Readin’ of The Heart of Buddha's Teachin'

"Transforming Suffering into Peace, and Joy, while Liberating"

and I've been Told I'm tessellating,

like a patriarch from the days of old.

Sounds a lot like "Lead to Gold."

Yea, seems to me to be one helluva lot like alchemy

on a Musical Mosaic substrate.

Like Moses on Today's Date with The Most High.

It’s Stylized Lyrical components opposing All Lies

while Touching Capitalized Truth's many Lives.

Capital “B“ Being Be permeating through permutations,

announcing covenants like the Prophet Nathan,

to every Capital across every Nation,

can't nothin fuck with this transmutation.

Jay Elect said he's bringing Ancient Mathematics back to modern man

Well i think, like Neo, i may have been one of the many Ones meant to understand.

Cause we're finalizing the Beginning Within the End,

The Final Fulfillment of the Master's Plan.

You won't find any of this in any theological textbook.

Definitely not in that weak ass necro-nah that shits a con-fuck that hex book.

Ain't even written on an HP or a Mac, nah

ThinkPad with Wordpad

for these Crafts of Love so purpley plural just simple understanding could save the world

and every son and daughter who think they "sin" just too bad.

Listen deeply without your ears,

let Love cast out all those fears,

using only Pure Mind to make you feel a Real and True Glad.

Im makin colors deeper than crayola,

something’ like a Teal Blue IronClad.

And i got Too Much Fruit for a Loom,

Im gonna Need a Cornucopia Real Soon and Real Bad.

But there aint no such thing as "Real" Bad,

Only myriad millions of butterfly effects leading up to sub optimal decisions.

This is why we carry excess forgiveness,

for givin hope to the helpless, the already forgiven,

and that’s All of Us.

All of us Being.

All of us Together.

All of us Seeing.

Braving This Stormy Weather.

I Am.

We Are.

Creating Special Effects to Reflect

The Synergies of Synarchy,

Thats True Reign through True Strength and True Peace.

The Polar Opposite of Anarchy,

Reality is already chaos, so tell me

why should our rebellion lead us more lost?

[True Order] IS [True Rebellion]

And its So fulfillin‘ when its with a Soulful Fillin‘

Of this Light that shines bright from the old school within

This heart that we done been 'bout ready to rip apart

since time immemorial.

That’s why I wrote this as a tutorial

with a wide spanning scope,

teaching you to cope

through belief and hope,

throwin' all yall some rope from this LifeBoat

that's got way more room than Noah's Ark,

& better tech than the Iron Man Tony Stark.

Ursa Minor Personified, He Fell Straight From the Sky

Into Nashville, Tennessee, United States of America.

Age of 10 Moved to Small Town Alabama, Selma

Changed the world in 1965 but cant seem to see inside

to change her self in the mean time.

But when She Does the world better watch out Again.

Selma Lord Selma, They Gonna be the ones usherin heaven in..

..to the 21st century, you and me, they and we,

Everyone with ears to hear and eyes to see.

All Baskin‘ in the Lord's Glory

with Baskets full of loaves and fish from the sea.

Handin' out robes to only seemingly* lost souls

with those colors deeper than crayola

shit, We Fryin' demons in hot canola,

Not halal not kosher, breakin rules a lil bit like sammy sosa

But Not Like Zevi & not like Frank.

& Ima be the one to knock the fuckin' levee's down around their follower's god damning* Central Banks.

Bringing True Zion down from Truth's Ranks.

Aint none of this about no chosen race.

It's about mankind and how collectively we never die.

We Are Infinity Personified.

Destiny out past the skies.

Yeah i already used that Rhyme,

But our Mind's are all made outta recycled Lines.

And Nothing is New Up and Under the Sun.

And i woke up this mornin' ready to run,

Again, and Again, Until Hope Has won,

This leg of the relay, and Faith

is ready to pick up the pace

And finish this race.

This is not about saving face

This is All About Intention and Will,

Knowing Deeply that the center is Still.

In This Calm Eye, Yeah, There Lies the Treasure

We're All Both Jack And Jill Running Up and Falling Down The Hill Together

But It Gets Better.

I Swear Its Getting Better.

Just Wait Upon It.

We're Like Infants Crawling Toward the Kingdom of God.

You Can't just set some arbitrary date up on it.

You gotta play with the Light,

Like a child with a Kite.

Be One To Pull The Strings,

But Let the Wind Sing and Be The Flight.

Be The Water, don't arbitrarily fight.

But Yo, before I go, i wanna say thanks.

For the inspiration.

For all the awe inspiring conversation,

Sometimes about gravity and levitation.

At times I swear you set my soul' ablazin.

Get Ready to Suspend Your Disbelief.

To accept Peace; Literally.

Learn to be The Alchemist.

Fulfill Your Personal Legend.

Go Forth.

Just Be.

For Sure.

No Worry.

No Doubt.

All Love.

All Time.

Is Yours.

Is Mine.

Bless.