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Power of the mind

I speak in parables through my pineal gland 

Sacred magic, sacred language, takes a divine soul to 

innerstand 

6 was the number, n on the 6th day, intelligence created man 

6 became the address, I have reached my Promised Land 

666 was the guide, kept me right on track, cuz that was the plan 

Jeremiah 29:11 was the message  as my key of happiness was placed right in my hand 

Understand, that I can

Create what I demand 

Reached out side the box 

Just to see my powers expand 

I have reached my Promised  Land 

And like footprints in the sand 

One by one, the angels guide 

As they give me premonitions beforehand 

I swear my life is so magical 

I literally can create with just a thought 

Bc My power is organic, and Wiccan has taught 

Me how decipher the messages, 

Everyone they have thrown, best believe I have caught 

Because Through the bullshit I have fought

But I'm still here, wiser as I am standing 

Put in so much work behind closed doors, I reap benefits so outstanding 

I'm evolving , I'm expanding

Creator of my realm, so yes, respect is demanded 

Cuz my heaven wasn't just handed

I had to give it my all, was what my higher powers was commanding  

MOSES reincarnated, straight from the wilderness where I was stranded 

Low n behold

Placed right before my eyes, sprouts the seed of happiness that I have been planting  

I created my heaven, just collect the land that I was promised 

Abracadabra... 

I've reach nirvana, 

For My kingdom is in landing