The Progression of Mind Through Concentric Circles and Lines

Come one, come all, to the Sacred G____'s ball, life can be less hurtful

Progress your mind, digress from time, with lines and con*centric circles

Everything you see is encompassed when you breathe

We are waves in seas of sound *emaculately concieved

All life is vibration like wind withered leaves on trees of life

The Fruit becomes the Flower, caught by foretold future wife

But if future is a place, and time simply erased, and a titles been misplaced

because we are all just shapes, then I suppose I'm married in the now,

to your face, as it's smiling I could call it something, let it go to waste

Or I could bless it for its grace, and lean with gentle pace just to kiss those

concentric eccentric little lips, your a tetrahedron star interstellar blip

I'm concentric circles and lines fittin like a feline along for the trip

Overlay the pattern, understand the matter

Shattered sand atop a steel platter blessed with sacred sound

reveals creation abound by design, bound by a sign, sound resounds

Found in between the lines, So being blown to smithereens is fine

Being blasted by green laser beams, or a bullet will not faze me, I'm a ballad

a serenade, a thirteen pointed ninja star thats slicing off your braids

Whizzin by your face in the fifth circle and sixth sqaure of conciousness

I'm striving for seven and nine, divine accomplishment

If you understand my message

Bless it

If you don't bless it anyways, don't stress it

This is not a test, just a testament, and I have come to testify

Life is just a Blesson

Geometry is Sacred, Remembrance is a weapon

Turn of your television, and go create yourself a vision

gain some wisdom,

Draw concentric circles and lines, progress your mind