Perfect Creations

Perfect Creations

Perfect Creations

The concept of Creation,

for some is bemusing,

but if we got the download,

we might change a few things.

'Cause the evidence piles,

right up to the firmament,

and the purpose of hiding it,

is it hide we're Gods servants.

To convince us we're nothing,

other than a spec of dust.

That our existence is solely,

'cause our parents had lust.

Then out came another,

lost meaningless soul.

Fighting for survival,

with self-centred goals.

Evolving by accident,

by random mutation.

Unable to fathom,

the concept of Creation.

On a tiny speck of rock,

flying through space.

They dreamed up all this shit,

to control the human race.

Did they think we wouldn't notice,

that it is all too perfect?

The human design,

demonstrates that we're worth it.

The Fibonacci sequence,

in everyone, every flower.

The time piece in the sky,

keeping track of the hours.

The sacred geometry,

in the Earth and the skies,

from the spiral shaped broccoli,

to the stars way up high.

Unique conditions,

'The Goldilocks Zone',

no more fake Mars missions,

because Earth is our home.

There are no accidents,

we each have a purpose,

except we've been brainwashed,

to think that we're worthless.

Each of us carry,

this damaged identity.

Generations of baggage,

and so discontent are we.

Sure, 'they' wanna own us,

but they're just an imitation.

Otherwise known as,

the man himself, 'Satan'.

But 'Satan' is ego,

the concept of separation.

The Creator so free-flow,

that free-will in the equation.

Heliocentrism,

just a make believe circus,

reverse engineered,

keeps us running in circles.

There is no missing link,

we just cannot find it,

Is it wrong then to think,

there's a genius behind it?

Brainwashed by Darwin,

to believe in Evilution.

Survival of the fittest,

is a 'no fit' solution.

'Cause in times war & famine,

the carers live longer,

despite all the challenges,

their love makes them stronger.

But Earth is no paradise,

right now, that's a given.

The ultimate sacrifice,

we took, lost our vision.

And who knows what karma,

we are paying the price for,

and who we have harmed,

in some historic not nice war?

It is not about blame,

we must slowly untangle,

& let go of the shame,

say a prayer, light a candle.

It's time to take action,

and to be in this moment,

to know we are fractals,

yet the vital component.

Let our magnetic hearts,

find equilibrium, balance.

Get grounded & start

to remember lost talents.

Everything is inside us,

that we dare to recall,

& if we let the love guide us,

we really can heal all.