Who, what, when, where, how, and why is God? Are His words within the Torah or inside the Qur’an? Is he in the smoke of the Lord or under the Tree of Life? Does he reveal himself inside or through Jesus Christ? The search for answers to these perennial questions continue. Whether or not they’ll be answered is something we will get into. This is my attempt to deal with certain dilemmas and issues. My work with abstractions and metaphors will convince you, but not before being confused and just think I’m messing with you. In fact, this is not the type of work you’re not supposed to just get. You have to make connections because you were meant to. The Body of God is not drawn out and stenciled. [Heartache] For those who died by the edge of the sword [Dreamstate] Dealt to them by the fallible men of the Lord [Passing] Into another dimension [Away] To infinity and beyond, let’s see if we can reach Transcendence

Hi, what is this? What am I looking at? All it is is Everything Move back Into the Mirror; down Down, down, down to nothing I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, and I never will I can infer, make movement, and speak But I’m still trying to peel it back and uncover like fugitive sheets I am who I was yet I still knew the least Everything we’re doing is stupid but that’s just the truth I teach I mean, look at the schools more deep and you can see; They seem to think what their Machine produces is free... it’s not The insecurity of people with power thoroughly worries me Why do you think people are scared of Free Masons currently? Their attention to detail is almost like surgery But this is not the same as Stalinist Russia or Nazi Germany The White Man behind the curtain seeks total control No longer through regimentation they grabbed hold of your soul Through myths, through comfort, and when we pledged allegiance Our bodies are molded to grow so that we favor obedience This is not the same as slavery; it’s not as if we are servants We’re just working and working for another person’s purpose While people like us starve in our Mind it isn’t worth it Because the burden’s too much to bare and we couldn’t care because they deserve it... right? We try to help; maybe build a few churches Giving people hope but fuck a condom these people better stay virgins Empathy takes energy and as long as we are nourished We can ‘vote and be informed’ which is about as useful as cursive The Machine must stop We are all enclosed They still keep us locked It is all controlled From school to church To the prison halls That’s where we all learned Trapped within those walls The Mirror Hi, what is this? What am I looking at? All it is is everything Move back Into the Mirror; down Down, down, down to nothing I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, but I will soon I’m breaking barriers and I’m seeing the agents I’m breaking the basic basis of the Matrix; homie I bleed on these pages Freedom is sacred and empathy is heaven sent Jesus wasn’t looking for profit that’s why the White Man don’t get it yet He don’t get it yet I been a threat; now let’s get to the message... The world’s getting fucked by a bunch of African apes The tombs of themselves are topped by chapels of Grace Where they gather and pray to a magical face To an external Authority which has yet to save Anybody except the people who’ve had the masses enslaved Whether it’s finance, the papacy, or the national state Their habits will stay until the world’s covered in ash Divided by race, sex, and class until we ask: Hi, what is this? What am I looking at? All it is is everything Move back Into the Mirror; down Down, down, down to nothing The Machine must stop We are all enclosed Hey still keep us locked It is all controlled From school to church To the prison halls That’s where we all learned Trapped within those walls The Mirror We are all enclosed. Trapped. Walking down the corridors, aimless The Mirror

I see connections, I see me, I see connections Between human beings. Indeed, I see my brethren This is for my sisters and brothers fighting hard To find the truth. The youth in pursuit to find their God... And the autumn leaves all fall away Enjoy the strata of colors before they all decay Though their wings fail them in the Fall today We all shall meet again but until then; Namaste Vibrations runs through my blood Their different tones consume me All I’ve said and all I’ve done Decays and runs right through me As I drift between the light and the abyss I sit and wish I could run... run through the mist But I’m held back, back farther than before And I feel trapped, trapped like God is at the door [Heartache] And then I saw the darkness [Dreamstate] Felt like I was at the edge of time [Passing] Through this whole thing I feel so lost [Away] I separate this body of (mine/mind) If I didn’t know the ledge before now I know it But I still can’t see past the door. What I’m asking for Is a light, a beacon. Out there I’ll find freedom That defies reason. My demons inside will die screaming: Vibrations runs through my blood Their different tones consume me All I’ve said and all I’ve done Decays and runs right through me [Heartache] And then I saw the darkness [Dreamstate] Felt like I was at the edge of time [Passing] Through this whole thing I feel so lost [Away] I separate this body of (mine/mind) To imitate the Body of God I must be like The stars, the moon, and the sun that just seems right All that is good is outside of me, right? I mean god created the Universe because he’s right- -eous. Yes, that’s correct. That’s what it all means Frozen rivers are forming under fall leaves The Water levels are lowered as my eyelids close And they become dormant Vibrations runs through my blood Their different tones consume me All I’ve said and all I’ve done Decays and runs right through me

[Caprot] The field is barren, you'll see not a single heathen standin Angels weakly challenge while demons prepare for wreaking havoc The demons aligned with a vigor, swagger Not as if the winner matters but their menacing spewin malicious laughter This is the end of time, why had the angels ever tried? They saw the hopelessness but couldn't let them; couldn't step aside And now they battle tears glistening in heaven's skies Raising the daggers they were given to try and quell the tide Demons are not worried, raising their weapons Maces axes spears swords, no angel is steppin And with their confidence they make the impression That the darkness has won, without making an effort Contrasting approaches to the same thing Both ready to charge, but the angels their hope is well past fading And so with a cohesive sinister grin The demons charge, let the demolition begin [Baph] My eyes glaze over The Waters are still lowered I am confused, confused Fused with the cold air around me End this shit now, please! The winter wind blows over glacial formations It lifts off the ocean surface and floats to the forest, raining It gets worse and worse and become a curse of Earth We pervert the dirt, the water, and air we take in Already know the answers advancement is steady dancing Chanting 'Death is Innert' while Cancer is getting cancer These motherfuckers know what time it is 'get the FUCK out' The machine consumes more it's antibiotic resistant The Viper continues to force her constrictions This is the blade placed on the wrist vertically Burst into flames we're in a state of emergency Angels and demons play charades crusading our freedom Our bodies are made of Dust we must make our allegiance And slaughter the officers of the prison within The structures lost the light Let the demolition begin Bloody rain cascades cleanses the waters before the last days The last poet writing the last page No depth but we sink or swim so to avoid the winter wind

Let the Water rise. Let the Water Rise Let the Water rise and awake your dormant eyes Let the Water rise. Let the Water rise Let the Water rise and peer through a martyr’s eyes I see angels and demons caressing harps with broken strings Striking too many dissonant chords now the Walls are opening The strings still shattered but collective thought is noticing Thought is noticing... Thought is noticing The white rose that faces west. The Viper that didn’t fade she left Her armies cast angels down deep, half willingly That’s why I stand by Satan’s left but what does Baph really mean? “Philosophy is a hands on activity. Philosophy not made around the camp fire. Philosophy based on the acquisition of extreme experiences. That’s how you figure out what the world is not by bicycling around in the burbs, but by forcing extreme experiences. The reason people refer to psychedelic endeavors with the vocabulary of travel (‘taking a trip’ and so on) because that is an extreme endeavor. [Unintelligible]. Change your clothes” – Terence McKenna A stratum of colors and experiences emerge While peering into the shapes and silhouettes of our most cherished memories O’ the lies we believed, o’ the lies we are believing O’ the images we received and are still receiving There is no hand without a background; no up without down Thus you must die before attaining martyrdom I see life and death standing on a sunbeam trying to balance Cause and effect, terror and courage I’m very discouraged from unhiding my prowess thus losing equilibrium The stratum of the Universal fabric is a continuum That when exposed oxidates bones of a past life The Structure falls, the Structure ruptures and collapses Swarming masses of star stuff coalesced together to contemplate itself only to disassemble

I am the clay, the mold,Annotate the malleability of cognition The permanence of omnipresence, I am omniscient But I still haven't realized so I use real eyes To refute their real lies, look at the world around it's almost like God did it Don't let my body remain docile Don't let me submit as I become more hostile Don't let me hide myself; shine, my friend, shine Free your being from the Viper's grasp; climb, my friend, climb Climb, my friend, climb. High, my friend, high All the time. Let's see if I can reach my limits Let the ash cool, the wings of the Phoenix glisten The Spring storm pours the tears of Jesus glisten My tears and, of course, yours drenched the world before I was born and evolved now I'm breathing in it The reason this is here is not me; it's you What I speak is true We know what we need to do Reveal that Chorus *This is the Moment of Truth* I embody stars and galaxies Frauds with fallacies have brought about the facade that's shrouded me Ya'll have doubted me, now I look down on thee Well, more like surrounding me. Enlightenment works powerfully Ayo I wove the fabric of space into a blanket Fucked your Mom underneath after we both chiefed the dankest weed I make this green, this cash, this paper Get on your knees and submit, it's in your nature Imma Mod this whole game, wearing maud, flying over like Maude Jehovah's a fraud, when he opens his door he's closing you off My clothing is off so I reveal myself to the people Slaughtering gots and Jesus on top the steeple On top the cathedral I stand shouting at the sky I want there to be peace though I know thousands will have to die I am abstraction, a rhizome, I am collective thought Put a mirror to the right and know you're standing next to God

I float farther, I float softer I float ‘til I can’t float no longer Bathe in the summer sun, I am one with One It’s just begun my ascension into a Martyr Sent by the Father, sent by the Intuition I was under the Tree of Life, awaiting my Crucifixion All of me is found among human essence All of Us is found Away through transcendence Homie, I’m on that fucking real shit I feel it hit the pit of my stomach, a strata of colors Appear real quick. I have made my connections I’ve gone through the motions and changed my perspective The cycle of the seasons keep their ancient procession After Manifestation I’ll attain my Ascension The Body of God stands clothed before the Mirror Enclosed; the white rose glows so you step through the glass And float Float, float, float, float, float away And burst into flames Float, float, float away The circle has turned and all has merged into place I smoke stronger, I smoke ganja I smoke ‘til I can’t smoke no longer Because of Heartache I get to Dreamstate After Passing Away I’ll start fresh on a clean slate [Heartache] and then I saw the light [Dreamstate] Felt like I was in the middle of a field meditating while [Passing] my chakras bright. And they aligned with the stars and the moon [Away] Only when I’m in tune do they ever offer the Truth My vision blurs as the water level recedes I begin to adjust to the overwhelming brightness I’ve slashed the heart of the machine, it feels like it’s Part of a lucid dream because it seems like I’ve resolved my crisis The external authority’s glory surely diminishes But the vibrations in my blood remain dissonant ‘cause The Body of God stands naked before the Mirror Exposed; the white rose grows so I step inside myself And float Float, float, float, float, float away And burst into flames Float, float, float away The circle has turned and all has merged into place Float, float, float, float, float away Float, float, float away The Body of God stands bare before the Mirror Exposed; the white rose dies so we step in ourselves And float