no orders, no rules
no commands, no mandates
just suggestions of obedience
a plan for living, a plan for dying
heaven is not a place of marketing
convincing is not needed, but desired
the rainbow, casting it's shadow of deceit
visions of wonderment and attainable illusions
allowing all to avoid the truth, if only for a few years
the burden of wanting and needing and getting your due
forcing the issue, making the stage yours, the world seems tiny
huge boxes of bones lying underneath the roots and walking hopers
souls of meekness and service all the while living in the midst of divine ages
drop the self reflection, lose the superior mind games, pull up the lost, be constant
animals
plants
space
art
balance
knowledge
trust
believe in madness
