THE BEGINNING TO THE END OF INTELLECT

intellect remains in the distance with a lingering certainty
no longer fighting believing it's secured all of me
not realizing there is a war in the mind over dominating that territory
soley relying on times past not recognizing there's a new chapter in this story

arise oh intellect and open your eyes-realize
that it's a fool's role you play when you've sowed vain seeds
thinking this will allow you to reap the prize

From the beginning you had your plan, forgetting only the ultimate plan will stand
intellect you are the one preventing yourself from grasping what is before you
resistance is the poison that keeps you back, fear is the whore that holds your hand

or perhaps there is a demon lurking in the depth of intellect's soul
one that can no longer be hidden and is looking me face to face-bold
tis a demon known to some that went before intellect-will the cycle continue?
intellect fights on bended knee
resistant, paranoid, depressed rejecting all that is me

intellect is conflicted and has been for some time
it has built its own prison
and this is where reality draws the line

TRADITIONS OF MEN

it's amazing how with the same mouths we say we love men, we also lynch men
hanging their God given character by the throat cutting off their airways
to place upon them our ways

Our God does not belong in a box labeled "traditions of men" 
tied with the bow of religion
carried by those who have themselves created their own definition of holiness
only to fall short of these very same standards they have set for all of humanity
i will probably be an "outkast" for this but that has always been me-see

we must go back to God's original plan 
and stop living in fear of how man
views us ,focusing less on traditions and more on fulfilling our purposes
in the earth-the earth He has given to man

and so yes one day we will go to heaven but we will come back and have dominion
and did i mention
until we truly walk as Jesus walked, and are about our Father's business
all of our traditions are of none-effect, awaken your deaf ears and hear this

oh the death we die when we like the Pharisees operate in a spirit of religion
consumed with the outer losing the inner
assuming this makes us all good, believing this no longer makes us sinners...

to be continued...