Every life form has a program. Soul life is just a spirit exam. These words are true because I am.
Evolution Our Link To The Past
The evolution of being. Some men reject evolution. Yet it’s part of Sol’s creation. Mind structures random equation. Life is intelligent design. Letter codding thus becomes rhyme. Every thought does ripple through time! All life “forms” are a mental “case.” Words & thoughts the mind can replace. Phenotype & speech define race. Life’s nature is to replicate. Adversity does animate. It’s a truth you’re free to debate. Life’s process refines the gene code. Stimulus affects the life mode. Through genetics, memories are stowed. Evolution is a life process. It’s the way that Earth does express. Prime gene cultures aim to impress!
Beekeeping & Horticulture
Nature’s beauty is amazing! I love flowers & bees buzzing. Each joy seems to come with hazing. The love of bees let's not exploit. Our sense perception is adroit. Our toxic sting a last resort. We have advanced society. With guards' workers & royalty. Our food is packed with energy. Some men exploit us for money. Sometimes we’re starved of our honey. Us bees don’t think it's so funny! Our abundance we love to share. We love bee keepers who do care. The ways bees work is always fair. You cannot lie to a bright bee. It might surprise what we can see. These creatures are for you & me. We adapt to both heat & frost. Rebels bees do pay a steep cost. With small error not all is lost.
Aqua Energetics & Ocean Super Intelligence
People always seek energy. Pure waters restore clarity. We dread a water scarcity. Water is essential for life. High pressure jets feel like a knife. It cleans us & soothes us of our strife. Many problems water can solve. Memories of fears, tears, dissolve. For this our best we involve. We’ve run many experiments. We filter & assess contents. We still have much more we’ll invent. It’s an electric conductor, & the base of dis-infectors. Towards water we are respecters. We’ve got new hydro electrics, for river & wave kinetics. Some are from algae genetics. We daily discover new things. High vibe water does seem to sing! We know the blessing it can bring.
Practice Or Perfect, Angels & Demons
In teaching practice, don't you sweat. We'll be safe if standards are met. Practice is proven you can bet. It's not wise to take shortcuts. If we do, we'll end in a rut. I'm not saying pour out your guts. Give it your all, aim to succeed! Do your best in how you proceed. Few really care what we've achieved. Practice is struggle, don't give up! It means we are fresh like a pup. Be careful of who fills our cup. To improve we need practice. Sometimes we'll want to say screw this! We must get up off the mattress. Take heart in all your endeavors. Each moment is now or never. We must sacrifice for splendor!
The Iron Core, Pyro Tectonics, & The Lake Of Fire
Earth is a furnace, deep within. A place which is hotter than sin! It’s where life’s story did begin. The deep earth has many layers. Speaking the truth, we’re not haters. In life's game there's many players. Let's look at life from the surface. The Upper-crust's where we preface. Its where life does daily commence. Beneath that’s what we call the crust. A thick bedrock that we can trust. Its solid nature seldom busts. Beneath that's what's called the mantel, lots of molten rock & metal They say its where titans battle! Earth centers a hot iron core. A dense molten metal galore. It’s true nature we will explore.
Forsaken Cites & Phantom Formations
Modern cities aren't what they seem, most are graveyards of hope & dreams, with inspection tear at the seams. Built on gene data corruption. Realms of lies & dereliction. Coastal places face destruction! Earthquakes will reshape our great land. Cities crumble back to the sand. Sol will fulfil it, by my hand! Ice caps will melt, oceans will rise. Coastal cities face their demise. You cannot construct with your lies. Some great cites rich with plenty, will be silent, vacant, empty. No riches plunder or booty. What no one wants you cannot steal. A desolation that’s surreal. Natures God gives you the true deal.
Throne Guards & The Palace Protectorate
Earths firm & mighty like a rock. Through sky’s deep breath mankind does talk. In Sol’s great brilliance mankind walks. Sol sees the world with his pure gaze. On a gold throne his power stays! His eyes pierce through the thickest haze. Celestial guards protect this throne. Within his gaze we feel at home. Pensive in mood, Sol’s not alone. Throne guards are a most high order. Responsive & pure in pleasure. In Sol's sight few souls are brighter. To the right & left we’re his hands. With Sol's grace his will we command. With his power portals expand!
Mind Over Matter & Duty Or Discipline
Facing hard facts, what matters most, what's seen as real or the ghost? Guests of a hotel or the host? There are many who lack nice things. What they have they'll desperately cling. To have & have not you're a King! Do we own the things in our view? Or do those things of yours own you? Are these things of ours old or new? Are our things solid like matter? Or are they like thoughts that scatter? If seen too much does it shatter? Our greatest treasures we will find. Are the pure values of the mind. With our lives are we cruel or kind?