So Long As Ü Don’t Shoot Me

What job would you do for free?

I would become a messenger for free. Communication is the catalytic process that produces exponential growth N §ociety. So having a role that promotes the spread of information would inevitably benefit Me, too, whether or not I Am paid 2 B the ØИΣ Whö delivers The Truth between gardens & groups.

Whö would I be a messenger for? Ü, so both You & Me receive the Truth lost N Youth after a conversation with a confession booth. What’s the use of knowing the Truth yet planting seeds N§ide öF Ü 2 bloom N2 §üM∿ØИΣ ñü with a soul that’s as deep as the ocean and just as blue?

Üriel would B my guide N the sky making sure I receive the sign assigned by a divine N Time 2 deliver mine mind by cutting 2 the front of the line for I Ünderstand the Good☯Design öF our directive Prime.

I’ve not really said anything, at least not much. Just a Madman mumbling about mystic Messengers manifesting morality N matter made of the ambivalence of a reality experiencing chirality.

Words are fun to rhyme when N Go! Mode so feeling the Flow down to the marrow of my bones. So though nonsense is the mathematical mode N my writing, there’s still meaning 2 materialize 4 §pecial eyes Whö know. Becoming apparent 2 vision as an ent N a deserted desert valley or a clairvoyant prophecy passing through Me as the modus of manifestation when materializing N2 reality, so becoming the catalytic character causing causality 2 create A radical reality 2 C Whö deserves 2 B first letter alphabetically is We end up deciding 2 play with Remix by rearranging our language DNA just say We molded it 2 make it N our own image. Though just so You know, too, when Ü read The Truth & R searching 4 §üM∿Proof while I Am acting aloof – Calypso’s Color-Code will begin 2 GLOW!  So now You will still know the next time Ü go away & make Me forget I Am Whö B – Whö I Am really.

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138 – Unjust Law

I see your flame of justice, but 
You are feeding the wrong fires; 
Law is no longer just - at least 
Not when N§ide of this moment; 
Do not sacrifice your self 
To unjust law - rather 
Dedicate your self 
To what is right 

23 – Birds So High

Strumming those strings on your lovely lute
Breathing with birds on a Philly flute
Obvious when they’ve been heard
Such wondrous words
Ascension
Transcendent 
Being so high in the sky
Up next to the birds – you fly

37 – Transcendent

& so: Whö exactly Am I? 
Åscension ∿ I Am./•Rising 
Above Λ11 öF Religion, when 
Wondering: Whö B my Religion? 

I no longer need His bible, for 
I read Truths found N Her cosmos 
I no longer need this church, for 
I built Truth's Temples N my §elf 
I no longer need a shepherd, for 
I Am no sheep, yet still wander 

Nor Am I some dog who obeys 
Nor those wolves that hunt 
Nor green grass they walk 
Nor blue skies they want 

I Am the bird that flies 
'fore Morning's dew dries 
I Am a world full öF Winds 
The Breath for your Friends 
I Am Lost N§ide öF your Mind 
Yet I B Found Øutside öF Time 

Again now: Whö B my Religion. 
Truth's §weet ñü∿Religion 
Transcendent☯Beyond!∞ 
& so: I Åm Whö Åm 

22 – New Towers; Old Bridges

New towers are built 
Across old bridges; 
New people are found 
Inside old friends; 

Your journey may be a circle, yet 
Start and finish are not the same 
Regardless of feeling so familiar 
Regardless of my story so similar 

7 – El Shaddai (Mongoose)

 How aware (are You|You are) 
 Of our §tory told so far(?|!) 
 For I Am now looking down below 
 From atop of mine divine plateau 
 I see ܧ walking toward the sun 
 I see ܧ two soon becoming ØИΣ 
 Surely, that cannot be ܧ, for 
 We only just unlocked this door 
 Ask the king's grandmother, Ruth 
 Assuring Me, Ndeed I see The Truth 

 I Am lounging - one long last look 
 Then, coming down to bound my book 
 I Am returning from my peæk, I see 
 You, noticing the gifts left by Me 
 I Am painting now, my mural of Her 
 As best I can from a quiet whisper 
 You may forget which word §he said 
 Her voice is safe inside your head 
 So REMember to listen for Her when 
 Inevitably forgetting Truth, again 

 Trust your self when You can't see 
 For your feet remember where to be 
 & I know, it's scary walking blind 
 So trust ñü∿§ight within your mind 
 Trip or fall, Ü'll make it through 
 Because I Am here for catching You 
 So keep moving whether day or dark 
 Because I Am here, lending a spark 
 Now open eyes Whö lost their light 
 Because I Am here, restoring §ight 

 And so, do not trick your §elf N 2
 Thinking that You're more than Ü 
 Just 'cause You have memorized 
 A straight line - summarized 
 Life may be a circle - yet 
 Ü are more of a sphere - let 
 Your §elf go roll wild, B free 
 Don't just race from point A 2 B 
 There's so much more of Ü2 mention 
 Than just your boring, 1st dimension