Thursday, 19 January 2012

*5*The*phoenix*from*space


So far so long this phoenix ‘aint goin’ nowhere. The Phoenix asked himself who he was and there was silence. So he went to the depth of his mind through the well of joy and mourning and ate of the fruit of the forbidden Eucalyptus tree and he saw. He saw himself in eternity with all the other souls. The soul interacts with another. The soul is playful with another. The soul is confident. The soul is anything it wants to be in that present time. But the world of souls know what they are down to very small details. And they laugh and play and run.

“Runaway Runaway, You know you cant you tried to leave
Hide away, Away from me I thought it should go on this long
Honestly I wouldn’t let Your whole life Amount to this
Honestly You need to rise,
Honestly”

This life is merely plus 50 years. Half a century will pass from now until that day where the body rests on the earth and ashes will scatter in flight and freight and scent and nothing. That soul will rise is rising has risen into the depths and heights and abyss and void where it never ends in existing. A perfect picture of eternal life.

“Runaway Run with me, You know you must How can you stay,
Come with me away from here” Who is this voice within the one that
I adore, you saved my heart
“You wanted to, you fought yourself
You’re better here”

Need it be said? The Phoenix rises from nothingness of campfire sparks and electrical misfortune which is the very bottom line of the forces of this world’s energy. To another sense and flies even now around the universe looking for its home. The life your soul chooses cannot be helped as it’s in-built into the ‘dna’ of the soul. Mine?

 “Runaway Runaway, You know you cant you tried to leave”
Comatose too weak to yield, Feel my need Embrace my bones
Who is this voice from deep within You saved my heart “I wanted to”
Feel my need, “I’m glad you’re here”
I’m home for good, “You’re better here”
Honestly.

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