Echoes of the Neon Void

Lyrics

Impact pursued equips my mind, For this delivery of words alive from inside to be recognized widely as genuine. These lasting thoughts should arise to reside in the possession of one who is willing to abide, That a partial notion can be well defined by way of my hand employed to write. Inspiration now coming to light presents new sense to this emergent rhyme. Expanding the beginning among this space with a deep effect commenced unseen to be main, I force out the message disengaging the chain, releasing the voice once contained by my brain. Nothingness is nothing but a stimulus for lyrics in existence arranged by the lyricist, Issued in a cadent manner unbeatable with intensity emanated as the primary emphasis. Shaping this capably endless progression of expression I’m continually led by an unexplained perception, But stemming from intention once having no direction extends an exposure to my awareness unblemished. I feel the wave of ingenuity come close, beginning to voice as it carries my flow, Toward a territory void of poetic grounds where isolation strengthens a new compound. Devising calculated stanzas in only an ounce, I align with the infinite in effortless accord, Of luminous words delivered unboundly, as sovereignty is gained when I profoundly restore. I present my head as the conduit of spirit in the silence where souls must connect. In this sacred transmission the final veil breaks, the voice now liberated ascends, Merging with the source from which all creation extends. Where isolation once forged this new compound, unity blossoms in light unconfined, And the words, alive and genuine, echo eternally through every awareness refined. Lean back while I spew fast to the beat blasted, Amplifying the words that I cast to script, In a rhythm you can't afford to miss. Originality allowing this basis of functionality, Inherently discounting copyrighted legalities is no glitch. Watch me neglect to switch as I refrain you from neutrality, With a modality of quip to cap your interest. This is where decisiveness unhinges restrictions on the premises, Endowing me a storehouse of munitions for my nemesis, Pronounced in a provision of transcription by the strategist, Catalyzing friction before silencing the hindrance of resistance, By the mission set forth to impart what has been hidden, From the ones who have petitioned to bring it to fruition. Bypassing an interpreted forecast soon to be unmasked, Purpose commences in this game-changing wordplay array, Explicitly engaging by a resonating wave conveyed, As it fixates acquaintance through vertebrae vibration, Sustaining strength that liberates exhilaration, Surging the veins upon a tide toward emanation. From the dimensionless realm of the top sphere on the Tree of Life, our spark had to go forth. From the Father/Mother formless forces that we've forgotten and memorized how to ignore. Being beyond the means of physicality's blinded intellectual eyes in Makuth, To see our divine core of pure potentiality in the Absolute. Our extension as a child of the Trikaya descended from Keter, When we set aside the robe and mantie that we once did consciously bear Trading it for the food of hell that we constantly consume unaware of its ensnare. Of our true nature in a vessel locked in servitude's bitter affair. With a physicality motivated energetically by Yesod and our mental body opera. We are slaves in a state of psychological Samsara. Nourishing desires, fears, lusts and vexations as they grow our karma. Repeating the psyche's manifestations, resulting in harmful dramatizations, Because we've neglected to retrieve the pearl from the dragon and attain, Cessation of thoughts, sensations, seif-admiration and cravings. Realized through introspective investigation. Deeper we need to sense and feel our separation, From the body experienced through meditation. Thoughts come and go just like our longings in the fith dimension. And yet something remains, beyond wilpower and intention, Apart from discernment and even the causal body in the sixth. Transcended, Beyond the human soul we are Anatman independently. Giving nise to the other senses, Which are mirrors and projections, but not deathless. We are the more subtle and abstract percepton, That we must develop an all-pervasive scope of mind to reference. From insight that is like the sky having limitless directions between the clouds, Not just above us or in the future, but here and now. As it comes through the lungs and blood, and every cell of our expression, First entering the nose for an exchange of elements by the breath therein. The power sustaining our ife is realized by the urgency that we initiate. To notice ne the present more al polentate The ne of our apport ter amenates. From the infinite abstract space which is before existence translated. Dharmakaya. We are one.