THE WORDS OF A MYSTIQUE

The Words Of A Mystique

I’ll dive in that ocean.
The ocean of love.
The ocean of freedom.
The ocean of soul liberation.
And at last I come to this place.
I come to this place,
For I can help you get rid of your past.
Oh yes. Oh yes, the promise is given.
The debt, it is paid.
The rocket is ridden.
The waters now flow.
Won’t you drink and be healed?
For as far as I am concerned
In my heart you are sealed
And ever more, there you can wield
That magic that is yours to command.
Beloved. Beloved.
What does it take?
Must all manifestation fall and break
Before you learn that this isn’t a fake?
But all for your growth and education I radiate then
Frequencies geared to your soul.
And you will know it.
You can take a poll.
As the weeks go to months
And the months go to years,
You’ll live without your hell bent fears
And instead come to know
That the violet flame
It clears those things
That now would seem to blind you.
ENOUGH! ENOUGH!
Though I can be so rough,
Perhaps careless, some even might say.
But you see it isn’t the words
Or the appearance itself
That I bring to you all this day
But instead something far better,
Far better indeed.
A Kiss from the Violet Ray.
And so to you all, Namaste
And so I do begin this glorious day
. . . AWAY!!!
Sanctus Germanus left a little P.S.