Manifesto: Endless capabilities ready to be achieved.

Tyler Suggs asked me write about the concept of time travel.  This was what I came up with on 1 minute notice.  finished in 8 minutes.

 Manifesto: Spiritual Revolution

 Don't Believe in editing so if there are any editors out there who would like to join my coming revolution of Spiritual Evolution in life save for disease and certain unattainable rights.  Feel free to make notes or possible improvements in the structure. My words spill forth as though spawning my past, with a feel so natural in the void ideas sprout as though magical thoughtlessly producing a symphony of ideas sensical I fear beyond any doubt.  I feel a certain levity about.  

Destiny unwound, sound creeping in line with extensions of mine, through time, we as a grind manifest the divine unintentionally, proving for the first time the hand of god knows no time.  Moved by the tides, cycles in our minds resembling the only thing that keeps us alive; the only constant close enough to remind some of the  rhythms vaguely discerning the essence of what creates this presence in our minds needing to find a way to explain why.

A lolipop dies and is born many times evolving through concepts created  evolving and providing human kind with the "necessities" required to survive our every day lives. The Consumer, the paradox and our intentions to provide reason lives in breathes fresh in my mind, collecting dust better held til the right time, relative solely in the sense of a precarious rhyme.

 Breaking through the distraction of thought, at times a hinderance. Fragile, impressionable and easily avoided.  The void is a state of solitude where the rightness engrained knows no sense of time and reacts righteously if all doubt has resigned.

  The Bridge in reality which has a grip of time is measured in seconds split find that link I've connected with mine.  Complete Dominance is a goal for the proud. I only humility and ability to realize fear as my guide.  

The next step is is close to divine for universal awareness of the truth, suppressed from our souls via mental woes through years of a need to keep what is comfortable alive.   If order is what you seek then a balance you shall find.  If Glory comes to mind during contemplative times, show yourself that true champions done pine.  Come against my mindless lines and feel the desperation.  The desperation of a life eyes open, open wide.  Fear was my enemy and it ruled half my life. Recovery is a story for another time, still as the veil lifted,I could feel intentions shine,  the one true energy has been here all time.

 Trust what you are, and find trust in the eyes.  Passion is never felled by the sheer force of those too blind but strengthened through time as frayed edges rebind.  Love is alive, and it lives inside.  I have traveled through time, for I've arrived on time.  To discern the proper stairs we need to climb.

 The first book I turned down, for the concept seemed drowned and beat of all sound.  Choosing to learn the lesson I've found has me bound to consider the words of pharisees, I'm proud to report their weakness, as forts, appears as impenetrable as the NSA and all the secrets that went live.  In truth and certainty of words, I continue to flow and welcome strong blows.  Choose your side wisely for the future is foretold.  

Time to Write 12 minutes.  

My Goal was to Write Without thinking about writing:I know that from this instinctive need to scribe, pure instinctual truth would be my hard fought prize.  

 As a whole we are one, mimicking the sun.  Planets rotate around the true Source each in need of the other so power we have none.  Speak the truth without clogged up thoughts let go of material desires in order to save your soul.  The peace felt at the knowledge of what was, what is and what is to come, lurks just around the corner, waiting in silence.  What done has been done.  I pray, universal in the expansion of the mind, in the void our prayers produce the seeds fruitful in time.  

The future I say is decided each day at the very instant all fear slips away.  

More instruction to come.  That was just a little teaser of what a trained brain can do with a 10 time limit and a subject thought previously untrue.  If I remember correctly.  analogies, metaphors exited the youths, providing incentive to let go and realize the reflected eyes staring back like lies, really is your truth and greatest ally. 

Listen to this one last bit and realize the secret to life as viewed through my eyes .  Common sense is all that I need to know what to do in a split second engrained with the flu, a sickness that makes me no different than you.  We will succeed.  Our minds will be freed, Put your trust at my feet and fiercely I lead, with the heart of a lion, the mind of a zion, a gift for words never before seen, now written in ink as inspiration.

       To be humble to a tee is the best quality, cockiness is like a sickness you look stupid and indifferent to the fact that knowledge is a pact the chosen make with and keep in tact.  Basically let me file it down to a tee.  I'm confident and competent, never needed your fucking glee.

When the time is right I'll set it on a tee and swing with the controlled agressive nature and a Kindness you won't believe.  See that look, memory, could be contagious, in the right key.  I'm sure many are better than me, you'll find no jealousy, only desire fueling me.  Before I let it go I'm sure I heard it say, ' a time will come when you'll have to run and that very moment you'll wonder if a fool over took you and come begging back to me."

              I'll just laugh and reply with a fuck you, now your done incenerate your will of become a lonely soul.

 conceived just so I can bare what I see as I glance at the reflection of all we can be..  

We all  know in our hearts what the rights path will be so don't convince yourself or be influenced....Take heed the time is upon us to realize we are heat; an energy not even the devil can breathe.  

Let me know what you think and improvements I need,  Straight from the heart from my soul to thee.

Joshua Comitti.  

p.s. React to the disbelief found only in those eyes burned so deep only one little tear from your eyes then you'll see with no burden to carry, for knowledge is key.