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...Prepared in innocence to meet our king of glory And so we have this You have it in your secret windows And you're understanding to understand it and to bring it forth It takes minute detail It takes a holy life It takes emotions It takes dedication It takes dedication It takes a death And only god can allow it And you couldn't do it if you're not the seed of god And so the path through the great corridors These are corridors unto his perfection That is which the prophet and the Urim and Thummim has penetrated That through this great sea of blackness That I penetrated through these corridors And I went through that last segment Where I went through these dark serpentines I passed through that corridor Where they sat Where they are And when you penetrate to the most high God You will believe you are mad You will believe you've gone insane But I tell you, if you follow the secret window And you die to the ego nature You will penetrate this darkness. Oh yes, there's many a man or woman That's been put in the insane asylum When this has happened to them And they're sitting there today, people think they're insane But they saw something that's real And they see it when they're on drugs The only thing is they see it Not through the light of God, and the way I show you I show you to see it through the light of God And the understanding of God Because when you see the face of God you will die And there will be nothing left of you Except the God-man, the God-woman The heavenly man, the heavenly woman The heavenly child There will be terror under this day of night There will be a song of jubilee waiting for your king There will be nothing you will be looking for in this world Except for your God This is all a dream A dream in death.
And so I went through that window And the tower of hell and the great serpentines of the highest order And i went through that when i showed you chart #3 The question is asked and learned and someone who....
Murray Ostril: '...They Don't Sleep Anymore on the Beach...' And-ah... Anyways, let's see what else I-I, eh... It was Coney Island, they called Coney Island the playground of the world. There was no place like it, in the whole world... like Coney Island when I was a youngster. No place in the world like it! It was so fabulous, now it's shrunk down to almost nothing, you see, eh-heh. And I still remember, in my mind how things used to be. And-ah you know I feel very bad. But people from all over the world came here, from all over the world. There was a playground they called the playground of the world, over here. Anyways, so but I-ah you know. I even got, when I was very small I even got lost in Coney Island. But they found me. On the beach. And we used to sleep on the beach here, sleep overnight. They don't do it anymore... things changed. They dont sleep anymore on the beach...
What'll we do with the baby? What'll we do with the baby-o? (2x)
Wrap him up in a tablecloth Throw him up in the old hayloft That's what we do with the baby That's what we do with the baby-o
Every time the baby grins, Give my baby another bottle of gin That's what we do with the baby That's what we do with the baby-o
Every time the baby cries Stick my finger in the babies eyes That's what we do with the baby That's what we do with the baby-o