beutiful mind

What a beautiful mind

I had some time alone to myself started considering God himself, looking above and the love I felt. Whispering to me like a nice day dream wakening in a galactic belt. I thought to myself what if God was sound itself; what if the space that’s created in the atmosphere meant God really was here; switch gears.

Alone in my thoughts lost in darkness; smarter than a lot that made it through college, stop it. Ponder this, before there was anything there was darkness.  But the All surrounded darkness not everyone knows this, we are from the All; stand tall. The fall was crucial, ridiculed. Light fell from the sky Light; that’s I and I, that’s tight.

What about the sound that makes us get down; vibrating loud through the shroud loud and proudsounds of praise to him is sung; chosen one.

There are things that exist in the spirit we just can’t hear it, see it, smell or touch it; but they still exist.

If you don’t believe it, look at how your chest goes up and down and shit; spit.

Then it came to me in three’s; God is none of these things I use to think.

He has the whole world in His hand; isn’t He so grand. So in Him I stand, a wandering star trying to understand the plan, of the man. Trying to withstand, sometimes I don’t understand His plan. But I still stand on distant lands surrounded by the desert sands; damn. At a glance I see the future is that the spirit is that wisdom is wise listen to her.

He’s got the whole world in His hand; I am in the world so I am in Him and in me is He, me three.

Mind, spirit and body; lyrics are quality.

 

 

Blackhemmingway~2014©