A men ' a l
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What happened to us, where did we all come from? I need some direction now, our lives are not very long. It is written that Man is so great, he is the creator of all life, the seed that divides itself, that forms the Son, but the soil of the given garden, the womb where the seed grew was described so worthless that the council of men collating the holly scriptures greatest creativity was to present the gardens value as a noun, a coin. Great philosophers understood that conditional Love between a Man & a Woman could only be conditional to fulfill an expectation, a desire. The truth of Philosophers was that Love never caused the problems in life and Love could only be a result of a divine wholeness, of separate and complete individuals, who found this magic dancing between them. Our overly interpreted and collective texts though, it seems, could only then, have developed a binary truth for reason, for the motivation of a higher egoism, excuses for the temptations in life and the Carbon foundations of an ulterior need. The Garden was the tempt stress over a man's life, and who's prototype being, a Woman, only brought greater problems into his problematic life. If paradise was an acknowledged power, then man would desire its power in this life for his wellbeing in the search for a greater wisdom; his search for the truth would then bring his greatest possible experiences; for the power of absorption was nature and a compelling need. Power in physics was chaos, a need to feel complete, the absorption into movement, to be complete was necessary for nature and any indifference or equation less than a whole One was subtly vague and that vagueness could only leave a blackened mess, incompleteness and a loss of trust. If Men are taught that truth is so humbling, so overwhelmingly important to life then surly it was his greatest asset. A Man who completed a Woman totally, could only then find the true Peace for his life in the unconditional Love for her which nature searched him for; his ultimate sexual experience could only be as One. Could men again find a need for the collective power and unity of this One moment? In our religious giving's, one thing is needed for Earth, the garden of Eden and that is the missing Peace that completes her given power for our life, spoken as words, our conscious statements are to the unspeakable for a better life, that has been given in truth not interpretation. Amen'al will lead you to express a true and unconditional love for Earth's given power, by acknowledging the Mother, in our highest texts, as words, for then we complete her power that is freely given for life.
Conditional Love
Stay away from me; I can’t see through, Stay away from me, my mind is calling you, Stay away from me; I must not try any more, Stay away from me, your every wish could be my mind cause now I’m, Amen'al, scars right through, Amen'al, calling your heart to give me a piece of the truth. Ohh! Amen'al, sending you, Ohh! Amen'al, give me peace of truth. Stay away from me; I can’t see through, Stay away from me, my mind is calling you, Ohh! , Amen'al, scars through, Amen'al, calling your heart to give me peace of the truth. I don’t know why the stars shine in your eyes; the seas falls through while the undercurrent washes you, but I stand by and watch your gifted powers grow again, telling me the truth is bent, you won’t call again. Stay away from me; I must not try any more, Stay away from me, your every wish could be my mind, Cause now I’m, Amen'al, Amen'al I don’t know why the stars shine in your eyes; the sea falls through while the undercurrent washes you, but I stand by and watch your gifted powers grow, telling me that the truth is bent, you won’t call again, you won't call again. I'm sentimental the truth of the power surrounds your heart, I raise my stand to defend the glory; I fell a part too, Ohh Amen'al all the good things have gone away, Ahh! Amen'al all the good things have gone away, Ohh don’t know where they’ve gone, I’ve
got to find them.
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