What is this questioning part of me
Where sits it in my head
It's been with me since I was born
Where goes it when I'm dead?
...
From the darkness
Comes the light
At the speed of it's highest vibration
Bright
...
Your tree of life is taking shape
Its leaves made of labels
Bearing words that you spake
...
Everything around us
Is changing as we look
Even we are being turned
Like pages of a book
...
In the first place Man needed to know God
Not knowing
Where God was Man worshipped the earth and the animals around him
The boundary of his understanding
...
Vacant blank faces
Animal traces
Roaring cacophonous crowd
Motioned by fury
...
To live we need to take a different look at life
To see things in a far more natural light
We live expecting that which we will see
Even, we expect to happen what we want to be
...