Tri 2

Guru high I high, one love. How to make one? Guru I am for you, guru high I high. Who then are you? look through the glass my sun, the guru can high two you can only high one. Yes so mother and father can be high. Now a book will help train you inside, even if it is claimed as their hide? We are all one not only one, Guru's high is an I high. How anyone became guru without I? I have been touched, slandered, led ahead, revered, shamed, stolen and maimed, within and without. My virgin sisters head lays almost dead awash with filth and sin, no one can speak about it it declared "no ones here, no ones head." Burdened with walls and boundaries, Emperor, King, Queens and Saint's harems. CEO, house speaker, elected official and personell. Like the eyes of todays greedy dog, animal minds hunting those of the same kind, my only friend. Free land, free mankind. Eye for an eye, one of a kind. Lie in the earth and wait for it to declare , deceive that we will all rise cause of this fear. No one will stop when they see God/Ess looking for them selves like smoke and fog. So we pass way minute by minute, day by day, the eternal one never ends. Governments and systems designed in your likes and for your kind "I equals I" thats all it will say, one kiss and they never go away. Triangle, circle, square, mother, father and child, man and woman on their own. Death disease and decay of the mind all kinds of wheels spinning throughout time, thousands over one, all can act one but never the same, conscious of the self one is put to shame. A moment, still well. God conscious Goddess imbued, yet this is me I me I high me I high I. How you let them in? With ore as skin, jewels as eyes and senses as sin. Walking with love encased in a ring, incesting all minds as you did. Like father like son, you are just like your mother, only I am my own. With the name of God/Ess all is prevailing, buddha is still reigning, virgin carrying the load, master leave this world damned. Touch anything and think yourself master only when you come out of the fog know you are not, speak of any one other and know falseness and shame only when you come out of the dirt and mist know you are not. Eyes for another and you and your lover are no longer one. God, Guru, Goddess can be seen within and are contained without, until you are your own you are without. Come and go only where your eyes see, hear and be. Never follow attached or as lead. Conscious of sights, smiles, lights and frowns, tinkles and winks. Everything is known within the struggle for power, anything unseen created as the might, everything is known within the light, darkness of the self is known, no others.I U no/know hate no/know love and well go dreaming. Of Shiva have we fallen? The idol locked in temples and not free in the mountains. Subjects of a system benign of the lord. Paying for the land with the blood of the land instead of our own. The caretakers instead of the products are our food and our waste. Practitioners of faith, subject to the tyranny of rule. How will the kingdom of heaven ever open if you do not let down your hair. My friend the dog says security is a myth. All acting is false following another's path instead of the self. Has all possession been taken away? are we still free to run, play, laugh; walk away? How do you recognize one who is alone, free on it's own? This transcendent abode it can no longer be seen. Virgins slaughtered, tortured and drove away. Priests hiding in context as gays. The one conquered all nine hells and opened heaven. Forgotten as we swarm the earth with our laymen. Burdened with laziness and numbers of sin, boundaries, borders, check cards

and security teams. Smog ever encroaching on the clean mountain inlay, chocking the life of the blue away. A place free of boundaries and open borders. The beauty of our nature instead of the nature of our beauty. When I see the idols free on the mountains, all old temples smashed and forgotten, here now we return to a land forgotten. Of Vishnu. Devotees with no complex of t he one. Buddha is still supreme relieving any true suffering without sin, Krsna the still pulse vibrating loves reign. The presence of god is throughout by now. Created in the image of the lord, constantly reminded of its one great sore. Fabrics of such great fortune, jewels that behold glows, all useless unless we know that as thy show. Open to the one in all, to see again the magnificence of our being. Never being led astray, like a dog and its heathen, fearless forever free. Defenders of the faith, no mystery. Accepting we are our own and will never let another down. An eternal abode, an eye of love. Free to come and go. No need for owners, only keepers. No corruption of human, animal or the caretakers of thee. The government systems will not systems will not abide, two feet and without we will go. The world has met there is no more searching, everything is a given and all is known. We must free those enslaved without the right to a throne. Of Bhrama. The highness of the high. For those ever in need of salvation of thee, like the lotus and its betrothed, that which knows no high or low. Green to me and blue of thee, will you come out while we open up free. Free the mind, mother, father, sister, brother in one, a gift and still we are we. All races and kinds, still eye in me can not see past the boundaries. Walls form houses and gates born, we are in need of these. A heavenly god/ess is known and resides in thee. Owners of all creatures, creating temples for all to live. No need for personnel or possession to keep or give. Any house of ones own is a waste without the doors open to all as heavens gate. Fear will leave the temple of the god/ess as all are and belong to what is. Christ guide our way. Your blood is the peoples and in every heart resides a grain of thee. To a place where all will be welcomed in their own way. Touch nothing a virgin myth a gift of incestal thoughts and heavens breath. And for those who will follow, as free from guilt or shame one may one day find one is no longer lame. Nights of darkness with open skies, days of shades, streams, river and the jungle nearby. To eat what is given as everything is, leaving no taste of some others waste. Holy land for god/ess, human, animal, insect as planned. Plan to raise your dead for a struggle is still at hand. One has claimed right and ownership of heavens land, where truth, nonhurtfullness or obsessiveness, non-stealing and synchronization of senses and thought, purity, devotion, surrender, study and contentment had overran. Khalsa, defenders of the week on the day of this complete you will be needed for your strength and beat. For a land that will not be subject to man. To walk beside those who fear and to guard the gates at our rear. To watch and relay that all is clear. This land is of no man, Buddha must remain at hand, Image of the people hand in hand must be restored to this land. If you and only you will participate please send name, contact, donation, # and address.

As we wait for the day all suffering is caused by duality. DUALITY; suffering from another's head. A mother may associate you with/as love thus causing the association with its other head and the illusion that surrounds it within society. Never repeat two words, those said by your said to be mother and those said by your said to be father or anyone else who is said to be your said. Some pay some pray Sin repent High low Loved hated kept up let down. followed led as. I god/ess U god/ess, me god/ess. Love is all, all is one,-