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Message To Love

May 20, 2018

Well I travel at the speed of a reborn man
I got a lot of love to give
From the mirrors of my hand

I sent a message of love
Don’t you run away
Look at your heart baby
Come on along with me today

Well I am what I am thank God
Some people just don’t understand
Well help them God
Find yourself first
And then your tool
Find yourself first
Don’t you be no fool

Here comes a woman
Wrapped up in chain
Messin’ with that fool baby
Your life is pain
If you wanna be free
Come on along with me
Don’t mess with the man
He’ll never understand
I said find yourself first
And then your talent
Work hard in your mind
So you can come alive
You better prove to the man
You’re as strong as him
Cause in the eyes of God
You’re both children to him

Everybody come alive
Everybody live alive
Everybody love alive
Everybody hear my message

Machine Gun: Victims of the Fury
Purple Haze (Jesus Saves)

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Speak: Tell The Truth

May 9, 2018

Stand: Faith Can Move Mountains

Speak: Truth to Power

Walk: Persevere In the True Light

“All we say to America is, ‘Be true to what you said on paper.’

If I lived in China or even Russia, or any totalitarian country, maybe I could understand the denial of certain basic 1st Amendment privileges, because they hadn’t committed themselves to that over there.

But somewhere I read of the Freedom of Assembly. Somewhere I read of the Freedom of Speech.

Somewhere I read of the Freedom of the Press. Somewhere I read that the greatness of America is the Right to Protest – for Right.”

“Blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”
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“Nonviolence does not mean meek submission to the will of the evil doer, but it means the pitting of one’s whole soul against the will of the tyrant. Working under this law of our being, it is possible for a single individual to defy the whole might of an unjust empire to save his honour, his religion, his soul and lay . . . the foundations for that empire’s fall or its regeneration.” Gandhi

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“Political language … is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind. One cannot change this all in a moment, but one can at least change one’s own habits, and from time to time one can even, if one jeers loudly enough, send some worn-out and useless phrase – some jackboot, Achilles’ heel, hotbed, melting pot, acid test, veritable inferno or other lump of verbal refuse – into the dustbin where it belongs.” George Orwell

Poor People’s Campaign

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Get Born – Write Braille

March 25, 2018

Are You Ready
Anima Christi
Book of Eli

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Ys, When[s] + Then[s]

March 13, 2018

All Sides (One Goal)
Shared Inspirations
New Sites <^>

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Doorway To a Thousand Churches

December 25, 2017

Love, I get so lost sometimes
Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away, I drive off in my car
But whichever way I go, I come back to the place you are

All my instincts, they return
And the grand façade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

In your eyes, the light, the heat
(In your eyes) I am complete
(In your eyes) I see the doorway
(In your eyes) To a thousand churches
(In your eyes) The resolution
(In your eyes) Of all the fruitless searches
(In your eyes) Oh, I see the light and the heat
(In your eyes, the light, the heat)
Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes

Love, I don’t like to see so much pain
So much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive

And all my instincts, they return
And the grand façade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

In your eyes (your eyes, your eyes)
In your eyes
In your eyes, the light, the heat
(In your eyes) I am complete
(In your eyes) I see the doorway to a thousand churches
(In your eyes) The resolution
(In your eyes) Of all the fruitless searches
Oh, I see the light and the heat
(In your eyes) Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes, in your eyes

Lord Is It Mine

The Story In Your Eyes

Jesus of Nazareth: Victims of the Fury

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Crying In the Wilderness

December 20, 2017

Born amidst the wonder
Born among the lost
Watching the abandonment of reason
Taking in the moment
Taking up the years
Witnessing the end of our good season

Stirring strange emotions
Conjuring the fears
Each one sees the things they really want to see
Made a world of wonder, we made a world of pain
Now the days will come for the apostasy
(the days have come for the apostasy)

I am watching it fall around (me)
I am listening to every sound I hear
I am doing what I can do
As the daylight is fading on the Eve
Of the Great Decline . . .

Dumbing down the Culture, Chaos on the Rise
Watching all the beauty as it’s waning
Scene is so familiar, like words that I have read
The world is lost but soon a new one gaining

(I’m watching, listening to all)
(I’m watching everything fall)