The IAYAAVERSE

010 - the truth

June 03, 2020 IAYAALIS Kali-Ma'at Eloai Season 1 Episode 10
The IAYAAVERSE
010 - the truth
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The IAYAAVERSE
010 - the truth
Jun 03, 2020 Season 1 Episode 10
IAYAALIS Kali-Ma'at Eloai

So right about now...
I choose to just chill out for a lil' bit to recline and ease my mind.

During this time I'll partake in a beloved pastime of contemplative meditation while listening to a creation of mine from way back then when.
And- for those of you who wish to join me...
this spoken-word piece is called:
the truth.

ūüĆüūüėĀūüĆü
Oh- and the lyrics to my poem are as follows:
ūüėČ


the truth 

if
burdened by a billion whys
you flood the skies with a zillion sighs
and though your very doubt indicts
to crucify the eye in "i"
still you wonder which way is wise...?
          do the gods ever reply...?
                     or is it all a tell of lies...?
love, here and now, i draw upon my own insight and offer it up
in spite  of all another might call trite
now the mysteries are no surprise
i've sacrificed all my life in search for the truth i prize
to find fact when fictionalized just to come to realize that eve is a lillith lie
now- how bout that?
                    jack hit the road 
                              with jill his 'hoe
                                         and told her to turn tricks
                    a soul is sold
                              the story's told
                                         first by rome's catholics
                    and if you're dealt
                              a bible belt
                                         you're catching king james' licks
and you wonder why i don't rely on religious antics
as the drastic entice of drama dies
tragic traumas are trivialized into a mere externalized exhibit of what hides inside 
i dare not say i'm the victimized prize of whatever fate decides
for it is i who magnetized all thought that i habitualized until it materialized
this self I AM 
and that is i 
and everything in my life
- right?
why not be do or die
since the all in all is magnified by each and every choice that i manifest to realize 
the demand and supply of life 
          infinite
                     abundant 
                               everlast
as divine love dictates the task mercy becomes gratitude cast
and the answer is any and all when asked
if
still burdened by a billion whys
you flood the skies with a zillion sighs 
and though your very doubt indicts
to crucify the eye in "i"
          to wonder which way is wise
          to ask -ultimately- is to reply
          and it is all as you like...
so 
are you the truth - ?
or do you lie - ?

Show Notes

So right about now...
I choose to just chill out for a lil' bit to recline and ease my mind.

During this time I'll partake in a beloved pastime of contemplative meditation while listening to a creation of mine from way back then when.
And- for those of you who wish to join me...
this spoken-word piece is called:
the truth.

ūüĆüūüėĀūüĆü
Oh- and the lyrics to my poem are as follows:
ūüėČ


the truth 

if
burdened by a billion whys
you flood the skies with a zillion sighs
and though your very doubt indicts
to crucify the eye in "i"
still you wonder which way is wise...?
          do the gods ever reply...?
                     or is it all a tell of lies...?
love, here and now, i draw upon my own insight and offer it up
in spite  of all another might call trite
now the mysteries are no surprise
i've sacrificed all my life in search for the truth i prize
to find fact when fictionalized just to come to realize that eve is a lillith lie
now- how bout that?
                    jack hit the road 
                              with jill his 'hoe
                                         and told her to turn tricks
                    a soul is sold
                              the story's told
                                         first by rome's catholics
                    and if you're dealt
                              a bible belt
                                         you're catching king james' licks
and you wonder why i don't rely on religious antics
as the drastic entice of drama dies
tragic traumas are trivialized into a mere externalized exhibit of what hides inside 
i dare not say i'm the victimized prize of whatever fate decides
for it is i who magnetized all thought that i habitualized until it materialized
this self I AM 
and that is i 
and everything in my life
- right?
why not be do or die
since the all in all is magnified by each and every choice that i manifest to realize 
the demand and supply of life 
          infinite
                     abundant 
                               everlast
as divine love dictates the task mercy becomes gratitude cast
and the answer is any and all when asked
if
still burdened by a billion whys
you flood the skies with a zillion sighs 
and though your very doubt indicts
to crucify the eye in "i"
          to wonder which way is wise
          to ask -ultimately- is to reply
          and it is all as you like...
so 
are you the truth - ?
or do you lie - ?