Liberation

liberation

Liberation

We are all reincarnations of each other

In time, brahman exists in all of us at this particular point
We are all brahman, in this point of time, and we are all each other

We are all reincarnations of each other

I am you, and you are me

Shelled off by each other by individual souls,

Yet what lies beneath is the pure

Pure is in all of us

We are all pure

No one is pure

No one is different

I may die, and reincarnate into someone that may see a past life of me
I may die, and reincarnate into everyone, unbeknownst to me intellectually

We are all dead, and you are all me

We have all died, and this place we’re in is everywhere I’ve been

You are me
I am you

We are all reincarnations of each other
Sitting beside the other in time

The past, present, and future
Blend into one, it doesn’t matter

Because I have died and become all of us

I have died, and spawned all of me

We are all reincarnations

Different, but the same

Dead and alive, past and present

Non-differenciated

We are all one, and the one is the one
That died and created us over and over again

Godsent

Godsent

I am an angel.

I have seen countless
Conflicts:

Clashes with
Evil
Of mighty generals
And savage soldiers

In crusades,
Blitzkriegs,
And world conquering
Campaigns.

In invasions of spears
And wars of gunfire

My wings have been
Sheared off by swords,
My halo split apart
And shattered on
Battlefields aflame
By napalm spat out
By hell’s hordes.

My armor has been clawed at
And dented but never broken,
In the mist and fire of
Facing down those possessed
And those unwilling to do
Their devil’s due.

So then let it be me,
A veteran,
To charge wielding wrath
And waving my flag of
No country
To stave the infection
Of the hungry.

For those cracking rifts
And gates to oblivion
On our fair world
Acting on a promised urge,

Let it be I who stands ready
To cure you and purge.