Yo, listen up, here’s a tale that’s true,
'Bout the things that bug me and bug you too,
Every little irritant, every little fight,
Is a mirror to our souls, bringin’ our shadows to light.

It’s the friction that sparks, the truth that flames,
In the heart of the dark, we find our own names,
So when you point a finger, take a look inside,
What irritates you, brother, is your own hidden guide.

That dude who’s boastin’, too loud, too proud?
Maybe you’re hiding that you're insecure, feeling downed.
Or that gossip girl, spreading rumors, thin as air,
Are you scared of your own truths, is that why you stare?

It’s the friction that sparks, the truth that flames,
In the heart of the dark, we find our own names,
So when you point a finger, take a look inside,
What irritates you, sister, is your own hidden guide.

It’s not about them, it’s about you,
Uncover your heart, let the light shine through,
What you dislike in others, time to introspect,
It’s your inner lesson, your path to connect.

Next time anger rises, and you’re ready to blame,
Pause for a moment, ask what’s in your name.
Is it fear, is it pain, that’s driving your view?
Use that irritation to discover the real you.

It’s the friction that sparks, the truth that flames,
In the heart of the dark, we find our own names,
So when you point a finger, take a look inside,
What irritates you, people, is your own hidden guide.

So let’s flip the script, let’s heal, let’s grow,
In every irritation, there’s a chance to know,
Ourselves a bit deeper, for in the vast sea of selves,
Understanding others is understanding ourselves.

Your Own Hidden Guide

...they say to live moral, live clean, don’t stray,  
But I’m lookin’ past the surface, findin' my own way.  
Not just good, but good for somethin', that’s the key,  
Aim higher than just what they want you to be.  

Don’t be too moral, you might lose your soul,  
Aiming above that, finding a higher goal.  
Not just good, but good for somethin’ real,  
Break the mold, show 'em how you truly feel.  

Morality’s a guideline, not the endgame,  
Play the bigger field, make your own fame.  
Cheat yourself outta life? Nah, that’s a trap,  
We aimin' higher, beyond the moral map.  

Be the change, the force, the storm that’s comin',  
Not just a good soul, but a soul that’s hummin'.  
Through the noise, the chaos, we rise above,  
Not just good - be the one they thinkin' of.  

So here’s the takeaway, let it resonate deep,  
Morality’s base camp, not the peak so steep.  
Aim above, soar high, let your actions sing,  
Be good for somethin', let your goodness ring.

Aim Higher

Yo, we talk about faith, we talk about facts,  
Seems like we're on different tracks,  
But if you zoom in, take a closer look,  
You'll find chapters of a complex book.  

Science wearing a robe, in prayer it stands,  
Questions like prayers, they raise their hands,  
Seeking truths in the lab where they confess,  
Under microscopes, they find their bless.  

There's more religion in their science, it's profound,  
In every theory that's devoutly sound,  
And in their religion, science plays its part,  
Cause every belief has a chart of the heart.  

Hallowed be thy test, thy experiments come,  
In the halls of the pious, the equations hum,  
A sacred geometry, in the stars it’s written,  
The cosmos speaks, by the awe we're smitten.  

But flip the script, in the pews there’s logic,  
Patterns in parables, ain’t it ironic?  
Miracles pondered with a skeptic's eye,  
In every myth, a truth to apply.  

There's more religion in their science, it's profound,  
In every theory that's devoutly sound,  
And in their religion, science plays its part,  
Cause every belief has a chart of the heart.  

So let’s bridge the divide, let’s merge the lane,  
From the chapels to the labs, it’s the same refrain,  
The search for meaning, no matter the domain,  
It's all connected, all part of the main.  

In the end, we’re just trying to understand,  
This vast, complex, wonderfully grand,  
Universe and us, it’s hand in hand,  
Science and religion, together they stand.

Science Religion, Religion Science

Yeah, listen up, it’s a new doctrine I preach,  
Turned my back on the system, out of their reach.  
Allopathic promises, but where’s the cure?  
Found my own path, my own detox pure.

Heal yourselves, doctors; by God I live,  
I found my truth, got more to give.  
Rejected the scripts, the pills, the endless chase,  
I’m healing on my terms, setting my own pace.

Saw behind the curtain, the profit and the pills,  
They push a dose for every ache and ill.  
Not just a number in their endless files,  
I’m breaking free with my own trials.

By God I live, from their grip I broke,  
Their system didn’t heal, it only left me broke.  
Doctors, heal thyselves, ‘cause the trust is thin,  
I took my health back, determined to win.

Heal yourselves, doctors; by God I live,  
I found my truth, got more to give.  
Rejected the scripts, the pills, the endless chase,  
I’m healing on my own, setting my own pace.

So here’s to freedom, to health reclaimed,  
Away from the mainstream, I remained unchained.  
Doctors of the world, see me now, I thrive,  
Healed myself, by God I live, truly alive.

Self-Healer

In the spring of the heart, where new dreams awake,  
Feel the rush of the green as the old chains break.  
Breathe in hope, let the blossom's perfume  
Weave through your soul, dispel the gloom.

Live in each season as it passes by,  
Breathe the air, let your spirit fly.  
Drink the drink, taste the fruit so sweet,  
Resign to the earth beneath your feet.

Summer flares, with its bold, bright flame,  
Passion burns, we’re never the same.  
Taste the warmth in the golden light,  
Days of glory, fiery and bright.

Live in each season as it passes by,  
Breathe the air, let your spirit fly.  
Drink the drink, taste the fruit so sweet,  
Resign to the earth beneath your feet.

Then comes the fall, with a whispering sigh,  
Colors meld as they fade and die.  
Drink the change, the sweet decay,  
As shadows lengthen and light gives way.

In the silence of winter, under frost’s keen stare,  
Feel the stillness that blankets the air.  
Breathe the cold, let the crispness bite,  
Embrace the dark, cherish the night.

Live in each season as it passes by,  
Breathe the air, let your spirit fly.  
Drink the drink, taste the fruit so sweet,  
Resign to the earth beneath your feet.

Seasons turn and the years will roll,  
Each one speaking to the soul.  
Live each moment, let the seasons guide,  
In Earth’s embrace, we abide.

Walk with the Seasons

In the quiet morning glow,  
Reflections on the window show  
More than just the light of day - 
They reveal what words can’t say.

Caught in every shining eye,  
A universe that can’t deny  
That every heart holds a spark,  
Lighting up the deepest dark.

It’s the beauty within us,  
That opens our eyes to the stars above,  
In every soul, there’s a light so bright,  
Turning the night into a love so lush.  
It’s the beauty within us,  
Seeing the beauty around.

Walk along the bustling streets,  
Every face that I meet  
Holds a story, holds a dream,  
In their silent whispers, I glean.

A smile shared, a tear that’s dried,  
The silent strength that lies inside,  
Speaks to something true and tried,  
The beauty we cannot hide.

It’s the beauty within us,  
That opens our eyes to the stars above,  
In every soul, there’s a light so bright,  
Turning the night into a love so lush.  
It’s the beauty within us,  
Seeing the beauty around.

So let this heart see what eyes cannot,  
The invisible thread that connects each thought,  
In every moment, in every spot,  
The beauty within gives what the world cannot.

It’s the beauty within us,  
That opens our eyes to the stars above,  
In every soul, there’s a light so bright,  
Turning the night into a love so lush.  
It’s the beauty within us,  
Seeing the beauty around.

In the quiet morning glow,  
We find the places angels go,  
With open hearts, our spirits show,  
The beauty within, the highest plateau.

Find Beauty, Oh Beautiful One

Along the path where shadows lean,  
Where the waters twist and wind unseen,  
Men walk easy roads, where the currents glide,  
But the gentlest flow hides the sharpest tide.

Crooked rivers, crooked men,  
Paths of ease become their den,  
In the dance of water's grace,  
Lies the mask that hides the face.

The river bends, it shapes the stone,  
Softly carving through the bone,  
And men who follow where it leads,  
Find the roots of twisted deeds.

Crooked rivers, crooked men,  
Paths of ease become their den,  
In the dance of water's grace,  
Lies the mask that hides the face.

But oh, the strength in climbing steep,  
Where the earth is rough and the hill is deep,  
True lines are drawn in harder lands,  
By those who rise with toiling hands.

So heed the course that rivers run,  
Not all that's easy is rightly done,  
In each meandering trace and bend,  
Lies the choice to rise or descend.

Crooked rivers, crooked men,  
Paths of ease become their den,  
In the dance of water's grace,  
Lies the mask that hides the face.

Let the river bend and weave,  
Choose the path you will believe,  
Straight or crooked, rough or smooth,  
Every step is yours to choose.

Crooked Ways

Yo, let's break it down, open minds and see,
Human beings complex, naturally,
Mentally bisexed, it's the real flex,
Both genders in the mind, no need to perplex.

It's about balance, yin and yang in the dome,
Masculine, feminine, making us whole,
Each brain side, got its own role,
Creativity and logic, that’s how we stroll.

Homosexuality, heterosexuality,
All part of nature’s own reality,
Love is love, in every form and quality,
Natural as breath, deep in our mentality.

Look past the norms, see the human condition,
Different attractions, the heart’s own mission,
Nature's design, no need for permission,
Love who you love, without submission.

Both sides in us, guiding like stars,
Be who you are, break those bars,
Every heart beats, near or far,
Love's the language, no matter who you are.

Homosexuality, heterosexuality,
All part of nature’s own reality,
Love is love, in every form and quality,
Natural as breath, deep in our mentality.

So let’s celebrate, every hue and shade,
In this world of color, love's parade,
No more hiding, no more shade,
Embrace all, let no love fade.

It's a rap, but it's also the truth,
Nature’s way, no need for any proof,
From the heart, for the old and youth,
Love in all forms, that's our roof.

Gay is as Natural as Straight

Yeah, I'm on this beat, chasin' what's beneath,  
Not the glitter, not the gold, but the truth that's unsheathed.  
Fame's a game that'll drive you insane,  
Money's chains just leave you in pain,  
Love's a flame, but truth is the aim - 
A steady hand, a clear name, an untamed flame.  

Rather than love, rather than gold,  
Give me the truth, the stories untold.  
Rather than fame, rather than cheers,  
Give me the truth, beyond the veneer.  

I dig deeper than the surface, beyond the curtain's veil,  
Where secrets whisper in the wind, and truths never pale.  
Chasing after something real, in a world of facades,  
Where everyone's wearing masks, playing charades.  

In the shadows, truth lurks, silent and profound,  
It's in the echoes of the void, where my thoughts rebound.  
They say truth is a blade, it cuts clean and it stings,  
But it’s the melody I need, in the song that I sing.  

Rather than love, rather than gold,  
Give me the truth, the stories untold.  
Rather than fame, rather than cheers,  
Give me the truth, beyond the veneer.  

Not seduced by the lights, nor the roar of the crowds,  
I'm haunted by a quest for what's not allowed.  
Beyond the applause, beyond the game,  
Is a whisper of verity, calling my name.  

Love is sweet, and money talks, fame might glow but truth unlocks.  
It's the root of the real, the heart of the vibe,  
The core of the cosmos where the wise imbibe.  
From the cosmic dance, to the beat of the street,  
The truth is the rhythm, the rhythm I seek.  

Rather than love, rather than gold,  
Give me the truth, the stories untold.  
Rather than fame, rather than cheers,  
Give me the truth, beyond the veneer.  

So let the stars fade, let the fortunes fall,  
I'll take the truth, yeah, I want it all.  
In a world that's wild, in a tale that’s told,  
Give me the truth, pure and bold.

Give Me Truth

In the quiet dawn, a soft whisper in the breeze,  
Life awakens, unfolding like the leaves.  
Each breath a brushstroke on a canvas so wide,  
Every moment a miracle, gently applied.

All change is a miracle, subtle yet profound,  
In the heartbeat of the world, in the silence between sounds.  
From the stars’ slow dance to the flight of a dove,  
Every instant is painted with the colors of love.

Watch the sun paint the sky at the close of day,  
Shades of gold and amber in a breathtaking display.  
Night's curtain falls, stars take their stage,  
A performance eternal, from age to age.

All change is a miracle, subtle yet profound,  
In the heartbeat of the world, in the silence between sounds.  
From the stars’ slow dance to the flight of a dove,  
Every instant is painted with the colors of love.

In the laughter of children, in the bloom of a flower,  
Seconds whisper secrets of an unseen power.  
A cycle unbroken, a path ever new,  
In every little change, a world we thought we knew.

All change is a miracle, subtle yet profound,  
In the heartbeat of the world, in the silence between sounds.  
From the stars’ slow dance to the flight of a dove,  
Every instant is painted with the colors of love.

So here in the hush of a fading night,  
Embrace the wonder, hold the sight.  
For every change, no matter how small,  
Is a miracle to be cherished, by one and all.

Miraculous Change

In the fields where dreams are planted,  
Every seed a wish, a charm.  
Hands in soil, hopes are granted,  
In the sweat of every farm.  

Golden dawn brings light a-spilling,  
Rows of futures ripe and prime.  
But not all hearts seek the filling  
Of the common cup of time.  

Swing your scythe, swing it wide,  
Reap the bounty, reap the tide.  
Every soul will claim its own,  
From the seeds that they have sown.  
Hurry now, the day grows dim,  
Harvest what will grow within.  

Some seek riches, others solace,  
In the harvest of their years.  
Scythe swings in a timeless balance,  
Cutting through the joy and tears.  

Fields diverse as stars are gleaming,  
Varied yields from earth's embrace.  
Every reaper's dream is teeming,  
In the furrows we all trace.  

Swing your scythe, swing it wide,  
Reap the bounty, reap the tide.  
Every soul will claim its own,  
From the seeds that they have sown.  
Hurry now, the day grows dim,  
Harvest what will grow within.  

But beware the idle season,  
Those who plant not, learn too late.  
Without toil, there lies no reason,  
Only barren fates await.  

So hasten to your victory,  
For the times ahead are vast.  
Those unprepared will history  
Judge as chaff before the blast.  

Swing your scythe, swing it wide,  
Reap the bounty, reap the tide.  
Every soul will claim its own,  
From the seeds that they have sown.  
Hurry now, the day grows dim,  
Harvest what will grow within.  

In the quiet of the evening,  
As the shadows stretch and sigh,  
Feel the weight of what you're reaping,  
Underneath the twilight sky.  
Swing your scythe, end the play,  
What you sow decides the day.

Swing Your Scythe

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