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Tuesday, April 12, 2016

(I BORN MUST DIE TO LIVE) I AM NOT A RELIGION, I AM A WAY OF LIFE
THE SOUND AS I TRANSCEND...

I have seen where we go... When we go I mean.
I am not afraid of the all.
I do not fear Allah.
The all.
What frightens me is people who belittle the all.
People who teach watered down versions of what and who we were, what we are and what we could be in order to control other people.
The people who believe that crap.
I am the all, and in leaving this plane I will still be the all.
It's that simple.
I have always existed and will always exist.
An old woman in a dream told me that right after I walked by my son who has become the all by going back to the all.
I think he knew that from his born, it was in his ancient eyes.
A child when he died, a young man who spoke to me on the way to a lesson, standing on the stairs.
I not knowing who he was until I  had passed him by.
To late to turn back and ask him why.
Tears from my soul that stained my shirt.
An angel who spoke to me on my deathbed who said "One more beat, you decide."
Beat... Beat.
Oh angel which do I choose?
The all or the all.
Standing at the threshold the souls welcoming I.
I upon opening my eyes wondering if my choice was right.
The panorama of all life playing on thousands upon thousands of screens.
Red the color of my childhood dreams.
I seeing things so different from my mother, my teachers, my friends.
The things I saying striking fear into their eyes... Causing their foundations to quake.
My dad explaining these things.
A simple man with a calm tortured soul.
I a small child pausing and wondering "Do they see? Do they see?
Life on this level has shown that so many do not, they not feeling the cosmos.
They trying to make God human, trying to place human attributes on a being of pure darkness and light.
Traveling fourth-dimensional beyond mere human understanding.
Under-standing, such an apt description.
Prismatic the beams that radiate to be absorbed in melaninic skin.
Overstanding but a thought away.
I do not fear death.
Death is but another form of life.
I a beam cosmic, seen?

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY