Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Fractional Obama


Unchain my heart
Because we are split apart
Set me free
A man of so many parts
The Obama part is me


In the the essence of the soul is sown the light of seed into the darkness, wed to the measure of a host who breathes two as one.
In that womb is the perfection of Voice uttered in the creation of the image of God.

Listening to the symphony of the cells which breathe and nourish, the imprint of the whole carries the sounds of the womb to which the child calls home.
Touched by sound and birthed to birth, the forever child is shocked to travel to the tunnel of what is and always searching to return to what is not possible. The womb of life and the valley of the shadow of death.
Divided the child becomes two of regression to growth.

In listening to the soul, the sounds are heard of God and the child becomes 4 in regress and grow to ascend and descend.

In that sound transforms to 6 in to go forward or to go backward.

The vibrations become 8 in the decision of good or evil.

Then comes the 10 of the being in the Spirit above or of the world below.

The murmur transforms into 12 to sell oneself or to remain free to obtain the song of Life or the murmur of death.

In the end, there is the 14th facet of the gem cut, that of Light or that of darkness. The choices are Truth or lie, Goodness or evil, Spirit or world, Light or darkness, to Grow or return, Ascend or descend, God or self.
The 14 becomes divided by the original two become one, in the 7 of Perfection or the 7 of imperfection.

Unchain my heart
We are broken apart
You don't care about me
Why don't you let me go
You don't love me
You don't.....Obama


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