Spirits are all over.
Some lost,
some found,
some on a tipsy topsy journey,
to the path of the light.
But once that sacred knowledge,
is found and complete,
you begin to see,
no one dies.
We don't disappear,
we reunite with the spirt lands.
The lands of the all knowing,
the land of the infinite,
the land of the free.
The land where fear,
is gone, and love,
is the governor,
by the powers of light.
This is why we must fight.
Fight for what's right.
The prophecies are spoken.
You're third eyes is open.
Now we must take on our
cosmic roles,
to create and fulfill the prophecy.
The prophecy of the eternal light,
and mind.
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