We are at the kingdom of the beginning
of this beautiful brand new day.
Let’s fix it
you are not alone in the Transcendent.

I don’t know what to drink.
I am soft and warm and mean and skinny.
I plough through my room.
I don’t know the time yet.
I just spit on people.
I stick my neck out
for the razor type.
I’m loud and boisterous,
but I’m quiet near a river.

The lonely mountains see me pass
a branded name.
I’m stuck in mud.
I shine all day.
I run horses around stakes
because I am one.
I don’t like cowboys.
They’re just stupid and mean,
and I’ve seen too many dead ones.

I cry all damn day
but laugh in front of people.
I know my soul as a thin wraith inside
that splits my hairs,
and God above is a joke really
I look at with my serious face.
What is the meaning of life
in a neigh?
Tell the world that I’m here
buen provecho.

Can you call humanity here?
Is this the mass of men?
Is this all of us
bereft of spiritual change?

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liberation
is in caballos,
the monumental effort we put in
to go past our limiting reason,
to overcome our desires and principles,
to be ourselves
where soul meets Earth.

How do I do this?
With a massive effort of my everyday life,
changing the fronts of my being
from the ground up.
It’s opening the inner consciousness
and be aware of our subliminal selves,
and this extends into sleep,
what we become conscious of
the more we grab each night.
It’s a change of character in man.
It’s so much more than meditation and pranayama
or digging toxins out with asanas.

It melts your ego
over and over again
over a good many number of years,
but we do have history of the immediate lesson.
How do I gauge this to you?
It’s inner work
completely see how you’re constructed.
You become conscious of all.
What gives it the spiritual ride?
Understand God you understand
and begin encountering him in the world
from the depths of yourself.

This is concrete and real
when you reach that stage it’s active,
but these are not just thoughts of God.
The substance of your consciousness change
as you approach the Silence and take down the ego,
and you begin to see the world through the spiritual consciousness. /
You know it’s there.
Even your feet surrender to this call.
You reach into your subconscious
and illuminate those rooms.
You know the origin of your acts.
You see how your nature became twisted or torn,
and you see the repair being done
by the soul witness within you.

You’ve grown bigger than ships.
You know how it happens,
world process,
now that you see how your own self is made.
These are beginning moorings
to enlightenment’s doorstep,
to the soul is the beginner of yourself.
There is an on high,
but enlightenment is a grave molecule to get there
when you are flying by the seat of your soul.

Now where is that last caballo?
Fred,
Freddie!
Where is the last man on Mars?
A whole ship failed,
and that planet died.
Spiritualization did not move their keel.
They refused the process evolve.
What is the fate of the Earth?
It is written in your destiny young woman,
young man,
and the great spiritualization has begun
in the interest of the young
to reach beyond society and see what’s new.

They don’t know spirituality yet,
but oh my God planet they will.
Good.
Here’s a poem
to knock you around in battle,
to help light up the way.
It’s so much more than diet and exercise.
Can you see the divine in your face?
Alright crawl there
from the look of divinity in another person.
Look I’ll meet you there at the library store venting
this is all too much for our kind.

It’s a bubble test.
It goes beyond Mars.
See yah on the other side kid.
Not a million miles away.
Alright who done it?
The Earth itself
in great big leaps of mankind.
Send us there
before it’s tomorrow and it’s too late.
I would imagine
there’s plenty of blood on the floor,
and the 5th is not even in it,
but what about this morning
when you saw your hope rise with the sun?

Dawn we see the package.
I’m here reading this book.
Suddenly I provide.
I provide a dispenser,
short bottleneck though it is.
Is anyone flowerin’ yoga?
If there was a law there’s no compliant.
There’s just dueling banjos,
but look toward thine angel now.
Look homeward and up.
So it’s got at least another tick in there,
world matter till dawn.

On the spool of our hopes,
on the livid of our dreams,
we engage thee our spiritual morn.
We just swept the car.
I’m embarrassed.
I have not stood there with my might yet,
but my goodness horses here I come,
and we’re on fire
with everlivin’ need.
You there,
you understand?