Yo, I ignite this mic with the essence of light,  
A radiant blaze, I shine through the existential plight.  
Knowledge in every spark, wisdom that I impart,  
Illuminate minds, from the end to the start.  

Bright beams breaking through the darkest of scenes,  
Light symbolizes the unseen, the power behind screens.  
From the core of the cosmos to the streets in your town,  
Shining divine emanation, we kings wear the crown.  

Light, light, the bearer of sight,  
Emanates divine, turns darkness to bright.  
Knowledge, power, an enlightenment flight,  
We rise, we soar, on luminous heights.

In every illuminated manuscript that’s ever been scripted,  
Light’s the metaphor for the enlightened, depicted.  
A beacon in the night, guiding like a lighthouse,  
From ignorance to insight, quiet as a mouse.  

So we channel this illumination, no hesitation,  
Spreading wisdom and peace, across every nation.  
It’s a symbol of hope, a signal of the sacred,  
Light’s the path to truth, forever venerated.  

Light, light, the bearer of sight,  
Emanates divine, turns darkness to bright.  
Knowledge, power, an enlightenment flight,  
We rise, we soar, on luminous heights.

See it in the flicker of a candle, in the flash of a thought,  
Light’s the clarity I sought, the battles I’ve fought.  
Enlightenment’s the journey, and knowledge the prize,  
With light in our hearts, we uncover the lies.  

Now, let this light permeate, let it resonate,  
In every lyric I state, let there be no debate.  
As the sun ascends, watch the shadows decrease,  
Light’s the universal solvent, in it we find peace.  

So I rap with this fire, my soul’s burning bright,  
With each word I aspire to touch the zenith of night.  
It’s more than just physics, it’s a mystical insight,  
In the realm of the enlightened, I stand, I fight.

Light, light, the bearer of sight,  
Emanates divine, turns darkness to bright.  
Knowledge, power, an enlightenment flight,  
We rise, we soar, on luminous heights.

In the glow of the moon, in the stars’ steady gaze,  
In the quiet reflection of the sun’s golden rays.  
Light’s the legacy we leave, the path we pave,  
From the cradle to the grave, it’s the light we crave.  
Forever in pursuit of this radiant wave,  
We're enlightened, we're saved, by the light we brave.

Light Is

In a land far within, where the soul's rivers flow,  
Lies a kingdom untouched by the world's weeping woe.  
No chains to be found, no shadows that creep,  
In the depths of the heart, where the true secrets keep.

Step past the mirror, look through the glass,  
See a monarch who reigns over mountain and pass.  
In the throne of the mind, where thoughts dance and twirl,  
You are the ruler, the king, the queen of your world.

You are above control, above the fray,  
In your inner realm, where you sway.  
Thoughts, emotions, actions align,  
In the kingdom of self, sovereign and divine.

Through the veils of the mind, in the silence profound,  
There’s a peace that whispers without a sound.  
Emotions, the subjects, bow and they bend,  
To the will of the ruler, on whom they depend.

No foe can conquer, no law can decree,  
The boundaries of self, where you are truly free.  
With each breath a decree, with each heartbeat a law,  
In the kingdom of self, you flawlessly draw.

You are above control, above the fray,  
In your inner realm, where you sway.  
Thoughts, emotions, actions align,  
In the kingdom of self, sovereign and divine.

Oh, rise above the tides of doubt and fear,  
In your domain, let no usurper near.  
Rule with wisdom, with love’s might,  
Turn darkness within into your light.

You are above control, above the fray,  
In your inner realm, where you sway.  
Thoughts, emotions, actions align,  
In the kingdom of self, sovereign and divine.

In the palace of spirit, where you alone reign,  
Every moment lived is a new domain.  
Be the monarch of self, in unity reside,  
Where thoughts, emotions, and actions abide.

You Are Above Control

In the quiet of the dawn, when the world feels almost drawn,  
Whispers of the truth float in the cool morning air.  
There's a right, there's a wrong, as old as the song  
That the wind has been humming where the eagles dare.

Common sense, a gift divine, conscience like a vine,  
Growing, guiding, showing us the way.  
What's true is a steady light, burning ever bright,  
Natural law's embrace, night and day.

Right is the river that flows from truth's high ground,  
Wrong's the shadow that fades when truth is around.  
Morality’s compass, north it finds,  
In the heart of every man, where the deepest truths bind.

Common sense, a gift divine, conscience like a vine,  
Growing, guiding, showing us the way.  
What's true is a steady light, burning ever bright,  
Natural law's embrace, night and day.

No harm to another, the sacred rule we follow,  
Every soul is sovereign, in their light or their shadow.  
Feel the weight of actions, the ripple they create,  
Conscience calls, it echoes in the fate we create.

Common sense, a gift divine, conscience like a vine,  
Growing, guiding, showing us the way.  
What's true is a steady light, burning ever bright,  
Natural law's embrace, night and day.

So listen close, and you might hear,  
The silent song of right, crystal clear.  
In each of us, the knowing seed,  
To choose the right, to let the wrong recede.

A Gift Divine

In the realm where Nature reigns, with Reality at its core,  
Truth whispers in the winds, inherent, forevermore.  
Not made or caused by humankind, a canvas pure and grand,  
A testament to what is real, where binding laws stand.

What's natural is inherent, having its basis in Nature’s frame,  
Reality and Truth, untouched, forever the same.  
Laws exist as conditions, immutable in their sway,  
Binding as the cosmos, in every night and day.

The stars wheel in their arcs, a ballet vast and true,  
Guided by the laws of physics, in the celestial blue.  
Immutable and binding, the conditions of their dance,  
Crafted not by human hands, but by nature's own advance.

What's natural is inherent, having its basis in Nature’s frame,  
Reality and Truth, untouched, forever the same.  
Laws exist as conditions, immutable in their sway,  
Binding as the cosmos, in every night and day.

No decree of humankind can command the mountain’s might,  
Nor dictate how the rivers run, from darkness into light.  
For in every drop of rain, every grain of sand,  
Lies the essence of the natural, too vast to understand.

What's natural is inherent, having its basis in Nature’s frame,  
Reality and Truth, untouched, forever the same.  
Laws exist as conditions, immutable in their sway,  
Binding as the cosmos, in every night and day.

So we observe, we learn, beneath the vast sky’s dome,  
Bound by laws not made by us, in this natural home.  
Where what’s real is what’s given, in every leaf and stone,  
In the heart of Nature’s laws, where Truth stands alone.

What is Natural?

In the whispers of the wind, gentle truths are spoken,  
Softly in the dance of leaves, the silence is broken.  
The divine touch, a subtle guide,  
To the laws that nature does provide.

For our liberty lies in this sacred dance,  
Following nature’s law, not left to chance.  
Recognized by heart, not imposed by hand,  
A journey through the natural land.

As the river bends, it follows its course,  
Not by force, but by the source.  
It’s in our souls, where these truths are sewn,  
The laws of nature, self-known.

For our liberty lies in this sacred dance,  
Following nature’s law, not left to chance.  
Recognized by heart, not imposed by hand,  
A journey through the natural land.

No foreign will to cast its shadow,  
Only the paths that the wise will follow.  
In each step, and every breath,  
We embrace the life, we transcend death.

For our liberty lies in this sacred dance,  
Following nature’s law, not left to chance.  
Recognized by heart, not imposed by hand,  
A journey through the natural land.

So let us live as nature decreed,  
In the gentle hands of the laws we heed.  
For in this freedom, true and vast,  
We find our peace, aligned at last.

Our Liberty Lies in this Sacred Dance

In the whisper of the cosmos, secrets softly unroll,  
Seven keys to the universe, wisdom's sacred scroll.  
First, behold the Mentalism, where all is mind, the lore,  
Creation’s thoughts are limitless, on this celestial shore.

Unlock the gates with seven keys, in harmony they bind,  
From thoughts to stars, from dreams to seas, their truth within we find.  
Each principle, a path revealed, through ancient Hermetic ways,  
In every law, the cosmos speaks, in this grand cosmic play.

Next, the Correspondence holds, 'As above, so below',  
Mirrors of the macrocosm in the microcosm glow.  
Vibration’s pulse then comes to life, nothing rests, all moves,  
In every atom’s dance of life, the universe approves.

Unlock the gates with seven keys, in harmony they bind,  
From thoughts to stars, from dreams to seas, their truth within we find.  
Each principle, a path revealed, through ancient Hermetic ways,  
In every law, the cosmos speaks, in this grand cosmic play.

See the Polarity's play, opposites are the same,  
Contrasting dualities, just different in name.  
And Rhythm swings in cosmic dance, ebbs and flows command,  
In every tide and season’s chance, a pattern vast and grand.

Cause and Effect weave through the tapestry of time,  
Every action, every echo, in this grand design.  
Gender’s principle unfolds, creation’s dual song,  
Masculine and feminine, together they belong.

Unlock the gates with seven keys, in harmony they bind,  
From thoughts to stars, from dreams to seas, their truth within we find.  
Each principle, a path revealed, through ancient Hermetic ways,  
In every law, the cosmos speaks, in this grand cosmic play.

So hear the wisdom of the ages, in these principles enshrined,  
A master key within your hand, to unlock the divine.  
As above, so below, as within, so without,  
In the dance of the universe, find what life’s all about.

The Seven Ancient Hermetic Principles

In the cosmos' vast design,  
A secret whispers through the vine,  
"The All is Mind," the sages signed,  
Our universe, a mental find.  

Thoughts like seeds in fertile ground,  
Grow the world that's all around,  
With every dream, with every sound,  
We build the skies where stars are crowned.  

The Principle of Mentalism, bright,  
A lantern in the darkest night,  
Craft your thoughts with care and light,  
For they shape the day and guide the night.  

Thoughts like seeds in fertile ground,  
Grow the world that's all around,  
With every dream, with every sound,  
We build the skies where stars are crowned.  

Responsible for every thought,  
A creator of the fate we've got,  
In this mental weave, we're caught,  
Our lives, the canvas, thoughts the plot.  

Manifest the life you seek,  
Through the power of the peak,  
In your mind, let nothing leak  
That you wouldn't let the heavens speak.  

Thoughts like seeds in fertile ground,  
Grow the world that's all around,  
With every dream, with every sound,  
We build the skies where stars are crowned.  

So, hold your thoughts like precious gems,  
For they're the roots, the stems,  
Of a tree that life condemns,  
Or crowns with starry diadems.

The Principle of Mentalism

In the dance of the cosmos, a whisper echoes loud,  
Stars above and grains of sand, a lineage proud.  
Every atom spins a tale, mirrored in the skies,  
What's woven in the vast expanse, in the minute lies.

Mirrors of the infinite, in every speck and sphere,  
That which is Above, as Below, crystal clear.  
Through the spiral of the galaxies, to the curves we're drawn,  
Reflections of the macro, in the microcosm's dawn.

Look beyond the eyes' reach, where mysteries unfold,  
In the leaf’s vein, the universe’s secrets told.  
Fractals in the tree lines, echoing the stars,  
The cosmic web that binds us, no matter near or far.

Mirrors of the infinite, in every speck and sphere,  
That which is Above, as Below, crystal clear.  
Through the spiral of the galaxies, to the curves we're drawn,  
Reflections of the macro, in the microcosm's dawn.

Holographic whispers, in the ocean's deep call,  
Echoes in the canyons, in the rise and fall.  
From the mightiest to the minuscule, the echo resonates,  
In every layer of existence, the universe recreates.

In the droplet's curve, the galaxies' swirl,  
The same story, around and around, unfurl.  
From the endless expanses to the core profound,  
In the heartbeat of nature, the cosmos is found.

Mirrors of the infinite, in every speck and sphere,  
That which is Above, as Below, crystal clear.  
Through the spiral of the galaxies, to the curves we're drawn,  
Reflections of the macro, in the microcosm's dawn.

So gaze up at the heavens, then within to see,  
The universe reflected, from the infinite to thee.  
A dance of light and shadow, of time, of all that's known,  
In the vast and in the particle, the universe is shown.

The Principle of Correspondence

In the heart of the cosmos where silence unfolds,  
Every star, every whisper, in motion it holds.  
No stillness in space, just a dance of the lights,  
An eternal waltz that fuels the nights.

Feel the vibration, the pulse of the stars,  
Nothing is still where we are.  
From the smallest grain to the vast open sea,  
All is energy, vibrating free.

Look deeper within, past what eyes can perceive,  
Every atom alive, in this web we weave.  
Solid to touch, but a mirage at its core,  
Matter’s just energy, nothing more.

Feel the vibration, the pulse of the stars,  
Nothing is still where we are.  
From the smallest grain to the vast open sea,  
All is energy, vibrating free.

Underneath the quiet is a symphony so vast,  
A universe in motion, in a timeless contrast.  
Hear the silent music of the cosmos’ grand ballet,  
As everything in existence sways.

Feel the vibration, the pulse of the stars,  
Nothing is still where we are.  
From the smallest grain to the vast open sea,  
All is energy, vibrating free.

In the vibration find the essence of your soul,  
Moving with the universe, part of the whole.  
Nothing rests, all transforms under the skies,  
In this vibratory paradise where everything flies.

The Principle of Vibration

In the whispers of the morning, in the echoes of the night,  
Every shadow holds a story, every darkness seeks the light.  
A silent world of ice and fire, where every truth may seem a lie,  
Where silence speaks as loud as thunder, and hellos are dressed as goodbyes.

'Cause everything's a mirror, in the space between extremes,  
From the quietest confession, to the loudest of the screams.  
In a world that keeps on turning, from the ashes we arise,  
Finding balance, ever learning, through the lows and through the highs.

In the heat of anger, a soft heart beats below,  
And in the depths of winter, under ice there flows a river slow.  
For every moment of surrender, there's a fight that's won inside,  
And every ending's just beginning, on this ever-spinning ride.

'Cause everything's a mirror, in the space between extremes,  
From the quietest confession, to the loudest of the screams.  
In a world that keeps on turning, from the ashes we arise,  
Finding balance, ever learning, through the lows and through the highs.

Like whispers in the valley, like storms that kiss the sea,  
Opposites embrace within us, in perfect harmony.  
A dance of contrasts, from the surface to the core,  
Where every opposite is a doorway, to a world worth fighting for.

'Cause everything's a mirror, in the space between extremes,  
From the quietest confession, to the loudest of the screams.  
In a world that keeps on turning, from the ashes we arise,  
Finding balance, ever learning, through the lows and through the highs.

So let's celebrate the contrasts, let's toast to what we find,  
In every little difference, in the spaces left behind.  
For every question, there's an answer, in the universe's grand design,  
Everything is dual, in the beautiful divine.

The Principle of Polarity

In the dance of the cosmos where stars are born,  
Every rise has a fall, every rose has its thorn.  
Waves crash on the shore in relentless ballet,  
What comes will go, as night follows day.

Rhythm flows, rhythm flies,  
In every hello, in every goodbye.  
The swing to the left, the swing to the right,  
Balanced in the dance of dark and light.

Seasons turn from the spring to the fall,  
The pendulum swings, a timeless call.  
From the highest of highs to the deepest of lows,  
In the rhythm of life, everything flows.

Feel the pulse, the eternal beat,  
In the heart’s desire, in the retreat.  
All is balanced, from the moon to the sun,  
Rhythm compensates, undone and redone.

Rhythm flows, rhythm flies,  
In every hello, in every goodbye.  
The swing to the left, the swing to the right,  
Balanced in the dance of dark and light.

So we rise and we fall, as the tides do declare,  
In the infinite swing, a perfect affair.  
From the cradle to the grave, in the whisper of time,  
In rhythm we trust, in rhythm we rhyme.

The Principle of Rhythm

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