Monologue with my higher self.

I’ve been weary for so long

It’s been hard to write a song

Can I take it anymore

Will I ever play along?

The persecution doesn’t stop if you cannot fight you join

So I’m smoking on this cigarette please pass me a joint

The higher callings loud and clear

Take your message everywhere

Is the devil playing me or is this my higher self?

I’ve got one half inside a demon

Two halves inside the sun

Got six in another planet

Number 9 is holding on

There’s a light inside my being connecting into the core

So I’m faced with good and evil they both thrive in me I’m sure

It’s not the light that is connecting I am light I am the sun

It’s not the good , it’s not the evil one is not apart from one

As I am here charging my crystals

Meditating holding on

I see a universe unlimited and time an evil flaw

And In this world i don’t exist

How can you bind something that’s not

The angels sing and I’m the angels

Angels sing to me

I’m God.

Light as a feather

Stiff as a board

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