Are you listening?
Who am I?
Who are you?
Where did we come from?
Where are we going?
What’s it all about?
Do you have the answers?
Immortality’s my game
From Bliss I came
In Bliss I am sustained
To Bliss I return
If you don’t know it now
It’s a shame
Are you listening?
This body of mine
Is a flux of energy
In the river of time
Eons pass, ages come and go
I appear and disappear
Playing hide-and-seek
In the twinkling of an eye
I am the particle
I am the wave
Whirling at lightning speed
I am the fluctuation
That takes the lead
I am the Prince
I am the Knave
I am the doing
That is the deed
I am the galaxy, the void of space
In the Milky Way
I am the craze
I am the thinker, the thinking, the thought
I am the seeker, the seeking, the sought
I am the dewdrop, the sunshine, the storm
I am the phenomenon, the field, the form
I am the desert, the ocean, the sky
I am the Primeval Self
In you and I
Pure unbounded consciousness
Truth, existence, Bliss am I
In infinite expressions I come and go
Playing hide-and-seek
In the twinkling of an eye
But immortality’s my game
Eons pass
Deep inside
I remain
Ever the same
From Bliss I came
In Bliss I am sustained
Join me in my dance
Please join me now
If you forget yourself
You’ll never know how
This game is played
In the ocean bed of Eternity
Stop this agony of wishing
Play it out
Don’t think, don’t hesitate
Curving back within yourself
Just create… just create
Immortality’s my game
From Bliss I came
In Bliss I’m sustained
To Bliss I return
If you don’t know it now
It’s a shame
Are you listening?
M.J.
What can I say about the man who laid the soundtrack to my life and inspired me to think way outside of the box as he laced his songs with such heavy metaphysical game that went over peoples heads as they missed his message? Don’t worry MJ, I heard you on FM. Just look at the poem he penned above and hear what he said then consider this:
Another Part of Me dropped in Eighty Eight and MJ was speaking on the planetary alignments we’d see in Twenty Twenty as people were cowering in their homes, scared to death by something that was nowhere near what the narrative said. Why? What was the end game? Simple. The same as its always been because They Don’t Really Care About Us and its why I say Slave/Masters are the correct names for those caught up in the Game of Souls without a clue of who they are, from where they came or what sustains them in this realm that we are just visiting as we don the flesh to swim in the seas of ignorance, thinking we’ve figured out everything when most are just sadly Victims of a heartless Opponent who derives immense pleasure from the screams that reverberate within that they dare not express as they try their best to fit in as they manufacture proof as they lie to themselves.
They killed the King in front of those who sleep walk with closed eyelids and got away with it after a few failed attempts at hemming him in. Its amazing how those who turned their back on him whilst living now claim they rode with him to the death and stranger still are those who bob their head to the beat but miss the meaning encoded in the lyrics and vision. From Remember The Time which laid out this:
Whilst most people thought Yul Brynner built the pyramids to speaking on the financial system:
And the true nature of the press along with those who invest in its narrative:
MJ was a Warrior from beginning to end and easily the loneliest, most misunderstood man to walk the planet as he was speaking truths most simply can’t decode or comprehend but I heard what he said and am grateful to have witnessed the reign in the flesh of the once and future King.
Till we meet again
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