lions den

I am Lion’s den; strength comes from within.  I am the truth in Truth go figure that the balance of life is nothing more than a mathematical figure: Phi it’s just I and I. The mind is infinite dig deeper Christ the savior is the single peeper, the all Seeing Eye is not in the sky; it’s even the distance from me to her and only the All knows why.

From the heavens we fell; earth insert from a triple state of darkness to light: rebirth. Life started as a thought first; then your father burst: seeds you and me bloody bombuclot, it would appear that life would stop. But instead you grew an arm, leg, leg, arm and a head: Allah.

I walked on water with the father secret conversations about my placement on earth with the father; Hotter. I parted the red sea causing a great flood I am created from eternal blood I did this Just like my Father show and prove: I could.

The vibe of the lions pride is understood like Uncle Butch when he looking under the hood. It’s all good keep flowing; upward eternally growing. I too am like a rose grown through the concrete; the streets, the “E” full of beast I stay laying lightly gentle; but the lion inside me bites B: I am the lion’s den; my strength comes from within.

 

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