Our task is to transform ourselves into awakened multidimensional beings Thus fully merging the fourth and fifth dimensions into the third It is the inner union between Earth ascending and Heaven descending This sacred merger has already been achieved by many of us And numerous others are awakening daily as the Call steadfastly intensifies We are reclaiming our Divine Birthright and Heritage Remembering that we are Angels incarnate, vast starry beings of Light Who are no longer limited and bound by the illusions of time, space and matter We are ready to join as emanations of the One The new doorways cannot be opened or passed through By any of us still operating as individual beings of consciousness They are brought into manifestation through our Unified Presence Through our focused intent Through our total commitment to serving our Higher Purpose This is the bridge to an entirely different energy patterning It is the step beyond the known dimensional universe It is a journey into the unknown which shall lead us ever closer to home.
You can choose a ready guide In some celestial voice If you choose not to decide You still have made a choice You can choose from phantom fears And kindness that can kill I will choose a path that's clear I will choose free will
Have you heard about the Lonesome Loser? Beaten by the Queen of Hearts every time. Have you heard about the Lonesome Loser? He's a loser but he still keeps on trying. "It's okay." he smiles and says But this loneliness is driving him crazy. He don't show what goes on in his head But if you watch very close you'll see it all Sit down, take a look at yourself Don't you want to be somebody? Someday somebody's gonna see inside You have to face up, you can't run and hide.
The things that we're concealing Will never let us grow Time will do its healing You've got to let it go Closed for my protection Open to your scorn Between these two directions My heart is sometimes torn. Rush-Open Secrets
For so many different directions Our separate paths might have turned With every door that we opened Every bridge that we burned Somehow we find each other Through all that masquerade Somehow we found each other Somehow we have stayed In a state of grace I don't believe in destiny Or the guiding hand of fate I don't believe in forever Or love as a mystical state I don't believe in the stars or the planets Or angels watching from above But I believe there's a ghost of a chance We can find someone to love And make it last Rush-Ghost Of A Chance
We sometimes catch a window A glimpse of what's beyond Was it just imagination Stringing us along? More things than are dreamed about Unseen and unexplained We suspend our disbelief We are entertained Mystic rhythms capture my thoughts Carry them away Nature seems to spin A supernatural way Mystic rhythms under city lights Or a canopy of stars We feel the powers And we wonder what they are.
I've created my own personal hell Come inside with me and you can be mine as well This affliction will blacken your heart I keep believing as it's tearing my soul apart Self-destruction is the name of the game I say I've had enough but still want it all again. I won't deny I tried to hide it But now it's killing me inside And now I Feel so cold
When you're aching for the fire and begging for your sin When there's nothing left inside, there's still a reason When the demon that's inside you is ready to begin And it feels like it's a battle that you will never win When you're aching for the fire and begging for your sin When there's nothing left inside, there's still a reason to fight I'll be your reason to fight Give you a reason to fight
Ive regained my sense from the emptiness I wont do as the headlines compel me ive become whole again ive let the war begin Destroyed the veneer that surrounds me There's no defense for my recklessness I stare as the proof lies before me Now i can see im not afraid to be Exposed to the demons around me. Ive Opened My Eyes.
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Everynight im here i wish you would just reach up right out of the ground take my hand and pull me down wrap your arms around me until i feel safe and sound. save my life before i drown in this lake of sorrow that i've been sinking in since the night they lowered you 6ft down buried deep in this Hallowed Ground POSSIBLE CHORUS FOR A SONG IM WORKING ON.