9 The Sphere Feat. Silentmind (Prod. by Soul Shinobi)
I travel through spherical devices Like the clerics of Isis, eternally rotating & combusting like Life’s substance In the midst of our astral bodies, astral nadhis, I blast past astronauts in deep space, read papers unknown & undeciphered, none know my likeness I glow like mica under a million suns’ brightness Son of a lycan, I’m one with my writings I shun those that spite me I’ve spun this with light beads in digital form my might freezes critical scorns At light speed as I cross through stargates & travel in wormholes to lost moons & farscapes & battle infernal beings, hurdle beams made up of bosons display them in bold songs that glow on with rays of photonic blazes Exuding from my navel & my solar plexus My soul’s connected to rulings ageless Earthlings are so perplexed by the broodings of knavish leaders, they crave their elitist ways & worthless gold & sex but Love reigns supreme where we hail from, our brains’ dreams are the tales of the Sun we don’t veil the sum of our knowledge We’re one with the Goddess with modest ways It may strike you as odd to say But we write with the laws of sages Prajna asamprajnata, Non-cognitive wisdom samadhi to listeners, our bodies glisten in cosmic form you are the gods reborn & this is not a form of narcissism Not to scorn you, but it was always written It’s our lot to form into higher beings & sire gleanings with blinding brightness That shine with the likeness of primordial quasars That border days farther away than Mars’creation The Gods are patient when they author sayings From the farthest planes through macrocosmic prayers Silentmind Crashed spaceships throughout the ages, lost from way back, stranded vessels/beings all searching for a way back, its happening as it shouldothers see it as chance, there's children being born that can see and read with their hands, magnetic memories mastered the art of trance, highly kinetic internal technologies far advanced, I inhale the chi leave my body on the 6th breath, build with kindred spirits on planes that don't exist yet, untapped energies struggle with dark forces, balancing of the light witness a star's metamorphosis, in the hall of records underneath of the sphinx, breathing this magic history books wrote me off as extinct for eons, keep strong, reborn through each song, I knew I had to lace this even before I put the beat on, such a precious commodity they're confused about what life is, Melchizedek consciousness reconstructing the Christ grid, the 19th breath awakening the guardians that slept, harvest in distress bargaining with death while departing from his flesh, uncharted deep waters return like Viracocha, with a bo staff and a pair of loafers, my chain swings like a pendulum, rebuking the dark spirits the shadows that enter them, infinite range of frequencies when we drop verbals, design engineering blueprints of crop circles, gazing into an endless sea of orbs, this has happened all before spreading of the genetic spores, developing gateways materialize in great space, interpreting the meaning what the drawings in the caves say, change shapes every now and then, walk in my shoes and change their minds about an hour in, the powers within, it always has been free energy they throw our formulas in the trash bin, it's the fear they run from, point to the stars when they ask where I come from,formless and floating, evocations were spoken, floods and plagues unleashed man will never know peace, prime development, within the host placed divine intelligence, understand life is so delicate a thin line between returning to the elements