miercuri, 17 august 2011

Universal Author

All your life is a test, you're being tested at this very moment, you have been tested and some failed, some didn't. Lemme tell you something though: I'm disappointed. Your new standard of life can start right here, right now, just..

Just come on here with me, hehe
You gotta think about this, gotta address this
There's no accident.

With the overload of gifts he bestowed me
Thankful for the mind of  the Universal Author who composed me
In the fold of His protective mold He holds me
Chose me to dwell in His obedience as if He owed me
But no, He's just gracious and holy
Responsible souled me and out of the damn state he rose me
Told me to banish the old me
And let the sun clothe me until my roots grow deep as the bold sea
His words and actions are factual
The uncommon is common and the supernatural is natural
The food is not the start of things, the tree is
The process is repeated, the only reason we are is 'cause He is

Before it becomes physical, this verse of thought
Every individual's a work of art
And know He never had  to rip herse apart
Nothing and no one else could cause the universe to start


Before it becomes physical, this verse of thought
Every individual's a work of art
And know He never had  to rip herse apart
Nothing and no one else could cause the universe to start

Our thinking can't compete with His deepness
Each feature of every creature born with his own distinct uniqueness
The definition of "All knowing" spawned my existence
Before my mom knew, he formed characteristics
His mind penetrated through time
The infinite song of life writer who never duplicated a line
The quintessence of every essence
But out of ignorance, we question the effectiveness of His methods
Your brain is what He communicates through and never forsakes you
And then when you sleep at night He takes you
Then later brings you back and awakes you
Let Him create right on your mental cheque board  'til He elevates you


Before it becomes physical, this verse of thought
Every individual's a work of art
And know He never had  to rip herse apart
Nothing and no one else could cause the universe to start
 
Before it becomes physical, this verse of thought
Every individual's a work of art
And know He never had  to rip herse apart
Nothing and no one else could cause the universe to start

He studied real hard to comprehend
The Universal Author who begun men with one pen
Of your type you are the only model
The only living copy of your own  real-life personal novel
And from the very start He can write me, even when your life stem
You have the capacity of being like him
So even through high stress, believe in progress
You have to master the reason and process
He's touchable like a material thing
He has spirit, but He's not a spiritual being
Not three, not two, one Father is true
He's the Author of Himself and the Author of you


Before it becomes physical, this verse of thought
Every individual's a work of art
And know He never had  to rip herse apart
Nothing and no one else could cause the universe to start
 
Before it becomes physical, this verse of thought
Every individual's a work of art
And know He never had  to rip herse apart
Nothing and no one else could cause the universe to start

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