Free Us Again Spirit Of Life Abundant !

The mind is a terrible thing to waste, it was said. The mind created best at times as a child. The mind is mine, and you forced yourself in, and tried to lock me in your mind.

You made it look so clean and good, and you made it pay, your own way. My mind is mine, give me some line, and don't keep me on the hook, let me loose!

I want hope for my day too, but you say I'm different than you. Why do you say it? Not just to make it pay, that's not enough no more! You want me to love you your way, and end-up with more of you, and less of me! You need me, to help you believe your lies, that seem so wise, in your eyes. My eyes are mine, and my mind, and yes, I do mind, I want to say, if you don't mind, " I don't want to waste my time, as your pride feeds like a demon upon my anger!" You may be left with just you, and feel very lonely among even the many, you claim to take in with open arms!

You won't let me love you, and you can't love yourselves right alone. I see this, but can't cast my pearls before people who by their own choice wish to act like swines. Use me right or don't use me at all, I want to say! You limit my freedom the wrong way! You take our Constitution out of context! I want to say even at a young age, "Your out of control, with your so called control!". I sick of not being allowed to love you, the way I want to! I still have the creativity within, that taught me without your so called help.

This keeps my spirit alive! I hope deep down, I see real love come to be, without it's chains of hidden slavery's, and discrimination's if you don't fit the crowd. I'm becoming a leader now, and I know it in spirit even as a youth! You can't stop the love, and I'm sorry that I can't even have my freedom of speech to tell you so. This isn't. "The America, that I read of, and the Fore-Fathers understanding and actions within "The Constitutions" true guide-lines! I can see this, "Why do you hate me when I try to love you?"

You tell me the opposite, and that I won't let you love me, but I see through your actions and deeds. I'm sorry, but I see you as a cowardly crowd pleaser, among those who parade their love, and then use people to feed their own greed! Don't fence me in! Yes, I'm there with you, and my eyes see you, but you don't see me, except the way you want to! You'll never have all of me, and what you think you have is a lie, that is good for me! I believe in lying as a slave would lie, or someone who wanted the real "Constitution" back. The Constitution says, I can use means reasonable to sustain it's proper context. I'm on the other side of your pride!

My mind is mine, and not alone, as I see the evil, and the darkness that make me feel sick. When I'm sick, I know I'm well too, in my own way, as I know I still am being drawn by love as well. The spirit of love is not dead! You can't shed the blood they shed, as inside I know your spirit is dead. I'll never see you again unless you can use me, and tell me make believe lies or worse, enforce them, and make me bleed to the point I bow in a world of ways even more-so, should I do so from my heart. You only see the body and not the soul bow.

You'll never win over the love within my heart, as it bows-down beyond your ability to see without this love I share with within. I am not my own, and I'm glad I'm not alone as you, no matter what you think you'll do. What's done is done, will be one of your greatest lies, you believe. This is your truth, and mine is of what was here before I had ear, and knew me before I entered the womb. I can't be born again through you, and you should just face the real truth, like more than just a man!

Love has it's ways, and I'm not alone as you say! I pray in secret, and I break your rule, of no praying in school. You don't know, the voice within, hears mine just as well silently. The quite with you, doesn't set right with me. Love has it's ways like with the slaves, and the knowledge love gives will always live!

My mind is owned in spirit and soul too, and my thoughts are known before I think them. I could be hurt and bleed like you, but if I do, I want what man alone can't give me! Real love without the guns, or the force fed bow!

Love like unto the wind, that shows me how to study to show myself approved a workman that needth not to be ashamed. I study in secret, and I pray in secret. You don't know how many strong we are!

We act like your above us, and you our tricked at your own game. We know were wining, and we've made "Home School" more real than you can care to stop! Yes, will go and you'll never know, we kept the minds of our own.

You've already failed, as sure as the stars are in the sky, and the future is shown as to us, what none of you can give us free. Your free isn't free indeed. Your free is a lie, but not everywhere as of yet, I'm glad to say as their is some progress in some "Public Schools".

However, judgements have come upon our land, and love wants the land and it's people free. Free means we don't use one-another to make money and destroy their health! Money can't buy us out of the judgements that will come even more, should we run out on the people we claim to love, and the lands we claim to. If your plans are to make money any way you can, and run.

The land will act up and fall out from under us, and it's wind and oceans. Crazy goes behind the human-form. No psychologist can help this crazy or anyone, without giving heed to the spirit of loves drawing, through what is happening within and without! The lands can be restrained, better than we can restrain it's people, being like sheep going our own way. The confusion is the result, of some judgement were reaping.

The spirit of Love isn't the author, and it's our choice to use the sword or word of god, that get's things done like the heroic slaves did through this same spirit. It will show you, you don't have to make the money and run, to make more destruction come to be.

Be opened to your children, and teach them at home, and show them how to be wise as serpents and harmless as doves, to avoid further judgments, that go beyond the hands of men. Their are millions of blessings available this way. Our own way without seeking the spirit that made us, will have us using the wrong types of weapons more often than we need to.