The Plan

By using the form of dramatization,
Kindly reveal to me the format of this plan of salvation...

Well, the time has finally arrived,
To show the plan that had been derived,
The plan that would make sure that everyone survived
The plan of creation can now be revived.
Has been in effect for an eternal life span.
What kind of plan and by whom?
What kind of plan could save the earth from doom?
A plan that can bring God to man.
A plan that is now in perfection.
From the time it began,
A simple plan,
To understand it anyone can.
In every detail it is accurate
Once set into motion, it will not suffocate.
From the beginning of life’s precipitation,
The ultimate vibration,
Formed into a physical creation.
After that was formed the opposite preparation
Which is called the female pronunciation.
This was more than a trillion physical duration
And those creations were not the only inclination
For many vibrations were forming into physical incarnation.
From those days when the only law that reigned was happiness,
The day when light upon the earth was endless
And pain of humanity was harmless
The day the need for a plan was worthless,
Until suddenly from the mouth of a man words formed, that were thought to be reckless.
Words that were conceived as treacherous and mindless.
Words that spoke of creation as being touchable
Words that spoke of God as being explainable
From this was created many ideas that were conceivable
Many were heard and many were unbelievable
Unfortunately creation was misplaced by the religious parable.
Many mistaken concepts began forming and written as laws on a scroll
While the reality of it all,
Was going towards its fall.
Not to say that some did not try to keep the truth of life,
But then life to these became hard to stay alive.
With all this, these people thought life not to be saveless,
So on it went until that gift so precious to life became priceless,
It became the day that self honor became selfish and ruthless,
And the minds of man became helpless, careless and lifeless.
All this because of a simple decision between right and wrong,
Between the weak and the strong.
A simple demand from one who stood his ground,
As truth and logic he could not be found,
An answer to mankind was not allowed to make a sound.
The simple truth was misunderstood,
By both the bad and the good.
From that moment on, for civilization there was no control,
For each and every soul began basing and deciding upon the use of a brawl.
From this view I stood by, helplessly watching with a tear,
For I had promised not to interfere.
Watching and hoping that their lifeless ways would stop growing,
But to no avail, Confusion spread like a wind to a sail.
The only hope was left in the hands of those who were left to care,
The only ones left with reason to share,
And a conscience to bare.
So with this, I was left working with these small accumulation,
Through vibrational inspiration,
Trying desperately to teach the right education
But of these children of purity were only a handful,
The harder upon me they would pull,
The harder that ignorance would fill,
The more purity in their mind I would spill,
The easier it became for them to be a kill.
So there they were faced by the disease of negativity,
And the only cure, being considered insanity.
To counter a disease that had been set free,
A disease of greed and self pity,
A disease that in one hour’s time, took over a whole physical city,
And created the first plane of negativity. There had to be a plan obviously, Considering a disease such as the plague,
Compared to this disease of greed is indeed quite vague.
So it became to be that these children of purity,
That were immune to this diseased humanity
Began forming more ways to cure negativity,
By countering it with positivity.
They carried on, a team of bravery,
A team of proud physical creation,
That stood for honor and of life’s preservation.
A team that stood for equality and a heavenly reservation,
As they set out with their education,
They were faced by many weakened and diseased souls,
Whose ways had already destroyed their honorable goals.
It became a war between bad and good,
As the positive ones proudly stood,
Only to be struck down,
By the ignorant deceiving frown.
Upon their moments of physical relief,
A heavenly reservation they did all receive
And from that day on for this mission they vowed to achieve.
As they were a team in physical form,
They are now a team in a vibrational storm,
Capable of power combining the entire physical creation
And capable of this plan of purification.
In the beginning of the plan it was just forming,
Success was unknowing.
So the first part was initiating one of them back into a physical entity.
But this time with a stronger belief in reality,
And much more education for the needy.
The first try had went into an unnoticed remedy,
For the message was lost with the memory.
Once again for the second try,
This time it had to be known that death is not to die.
It was then told,
By a vibration of pure gold,
That they should send a second try and wait until he became old,
For respect came to the old which gave them the urge to be bold.
As the second messenger formed his mass,
Its physical base would be the ingenuitive class.
When his time was revealed to the ignorant mentality,
He had no chance of pulling all the people out of slavery,
For they said: “he suffers from insanity”,
Let this be known from his ideas of reality.
Little did they know that his ideas came from the mark of trinity.
Disappointment was never involved in their dedication
For these masters of purification
Continued flourishing the vow that was made to the earthly civilization.
Once again the masters formed yet another thirdly vibration,
To enter the physical dimension.
This time the extent of his power was to pull the people out of damnation,
By directly curing their mental retardation,
Through the form of a healing preparation
But it was all conceived as trickery by the man of salvation.
So the deliverer of this initiation,
Was put to quick restoration,
By the way of interrogation,
Which caused a suffocation by aggravation,
Without any help from the physical population.
One more, Would indeed make four.
The fourth time is now the attempt,
These honorable vibrations prepared yet another godly agent,
Once this preparation conceived physical identity,
It was in the days of the most confused mentality,
The days when power ruled by depravity,
So for the sake of protection,
This messenger had his own power of persuasion,
Followed by the healing injection,
You would think that with this no way can there be rejection.
But far was the trust in their perception.
This savior truly had a load on his shoulder
With all his power he could not prove to all, only the ones that had seen him move the boulder.
He left other minds dwelling in curiosity,
But not enough to back up his stand for truth to the spiritual existency,
So upon the most effect he had on the people’s mind,
His physical life was destroyed by the selfish kind.
Try it again did they dare,
By now the mistaken ways were becoming quite bare,
More failures could not be produced,
For man and creation were becoming further and further misused,
By now both man and woman were being too blindly confused
And more ignorant ideas were being introduced,
By now it seemed that there was no correction,
But still this did not stop their urge for mental production.
Because of their strong eagerness to correct the wrong,
The fifth attempt was tried through the words of a song.
Words spoken and received by the one that was now a physical incarnation.
This man was to receive inspirational words of dedication,
Delivered in honor of the universal vibration.
It was a simple insemination,
Through the form of vibration resuscitation,
It almost worked except for one minor malfunction.
The receiver’s ability to write could not function.
This put the whole message to destruction
For it was mostly taken down as an assumption
And still to this day it is being used as the Godly direction.
Well, by now, could there be another invention,
That could produce the needed perfection?
By now all the unseen mistakes had been observed,
Putting all the mentalities that had served,
Creating the power that possibly could not be curved.
Producing from that the ultimate plan of purification,
Along with many other earthly preparation
And along with the earthly time difference,
Exact position of the equators circumference,
Magnetic pulsation, frequency modulation
And centrifugal solidation
A more accurate form of medication,
All this plus a messenger of reincarnation
Give the whole picture to the masters of purification.
Using another physical figmentation,
This time he was born with the ability to handle all of the power of the existing vibration.
And capable of regrouping his own destination.
Capable of curing his own sensation,
At the time of the triggering of the initiation,
So as not to feel inferior,
He was put into a protective family interior
Along with four other minds of superior
For creating the perfect alterior.
Well, as it may be,
I am the Universal Mind and I hold the secret key,
To this whole misinterpretation and constant complication,
Over my universal vibration,
Which is the true inspiration,
To all this factual and mental documentation.

Here it is:
The continued explanation of my historical interpretation.
From the first attempt, I felt a certain apprehension,
About what I had for an intention,
But yet, survival of creation,
Was dependent upon my revelation.
So, with this conclusion, I proceeded to deliver my formulation,
In accordance with that level of elevation,
And that age of mental abbreviation,
I commenced by facing my first recreation,
At that same level of comprehension,
To what was beyond their stone shaped idols
And human sacrificial cidals.
I had to deliver myself, in such a way,
That could impress my Godly ray
And remove their effect from that object of clay,
For which they did pray,
Every hour of their day.
To make it clear that talking to a statue of stone,
Could never correct that which is wrong.
And they could never see the light by offering a clone,
To a substance of cement strong.
This was how it went:
So, upon this glorious day, this was my intent,
What all I delivered ‘till today really meant.
As I constantly felt the vibrations of the pray,
I descended to finally light their day,
Upon their body’s worth being, much more than that idol could ever repay.
After the result of my second try, I could have cried,
But instead, with all my strength and pride
The last three attempts, with a very hard effort I tried,
To give my body, spirit and mind,
To bring a lift to the deadness of mankind,
So that it would be easier on them, when I, as a whole part come alive,
Where I, as all three, together as one, upon the earth arrive,
By breaking me down, as one on one introduction,
I chose this way of descent, for the preparation,
Of the actual day of my uprising
Where in your name and on this day, all will be singing.
For it will be the day for discovering,
That once again you as I have been the sending,
For, when in front of all you stand, it will be I standing,
For, when in front of all you speak, it will be I speaking,
For, of all those that you will teach, it will be I teaching,
For, of the final truth that you will preach, of myself I will be preaching.
As the first turn will be the correction,
For bringing into view the over bidding organization,
By putting it upon the path of salvation.
As an organization, it has become a competitive form of sport,
With each organization, from each religious court,
Formulating their own laws and punishment under God’s fort.
This has caused a historical standstill situation,
Where all continue in constant deliberation, and uncertain negotiation
Based not on a solid foundation,
With this, each one accusing the other of misinterpretation,
And the wrong Godly information.
This confusion was not my intention,
I was merely creating a form of protection
Upon the physical mental rotation,
So that once upon my whole they gaze,
Their mind does not go ablaze,
Or become an endless none feeling shell,
By having a denial to my completely formulated well,
It was not my intention to cause a separation,
Between brothers, parents or lovers
And I surely did not and do not condemn any believers,
No matter of what form they use as godly retrievers,
All, except the path of the deceivers,
As far as the combined receivers,
Even after the effect of my fifth advance.
The continuation of the physical separation, had continued in a trance.
With each teaching, the different congregational mass,
Then followed the donations, to faith schools and class,
Where each school, would be calling the other a blasphemous fool.
Many charged their own, as sitting on a treacherous stool,
And put them through such pain and agony, so cruel,
While the judges continued to hide behind their self appointed place,
By claiming salvation of their kind in my grace,
This to me, was like the slapping of the face.
Life of many innocent souls,
Have perished because of these played roles,
While never attempting once, to compare all their faiths together,
So that they can discover that all faiths are of the same father.
As body, as spirit and as the mind,
All as the Universal Mind combined.
With all these as equal, standing alone,
How can the separation be considered strong?
Where the right is wrong,
And the wrong is right,
Where to fight is peace and peace is to fight,
Where greed is the scale of an unjust rule
And the rule of justice is based upon being cruel.
Why follow the cause of a justice, knowing it is an unjust stand?
How can you demand from this unjust rule upon your hand,
And expect to receive gold instead of sand?
As the cause, as the stand, as the action,
As the separation, as the unity and as the holy sanction.
As the faith, as the purity, as the sin,
As the follower, as the leader and as the thin.

With all this revelation, that is clear to see,
How can you let the difference of opinion in thee,
Create sorrow and pain of humanity?

When all these opinions are all speaking about me.
We all share the same mentality,
We all face the same destiny,
From that moment, to this moment and until eternity.
I am, what I declare as the trinity,
You are, what you declare to be,
They are, what they declare to me,
All are, the foundation of the universal tree,
And this, is the untold revelation of my reality,
That comes to tell of my introduction,
As the only path of salvation,
Which will end the fight over superiority,
That has taken all the memory,
Of history and futuristically implanted its power of self-authority,
Over the vision of honesty to the fact,
By claiming with the negative forces a deceitful pact.
By following all this as the guideline of reality,
One can bring out the far most hidden of the imaginary,
To the most unbelievable tales of the miraculous bravery,
To finally be here, to put an end to the act
And begin the trend of the real and the exact
As the real and exact projection of you.
As you stand, so too, I stand as the image of your view,
As you are, here I am, as I promised to appear, this I have done.
As the oath, as the promise, as the one,
As honor, as unbreakable and as the undefeatable son.
All as the same universal Godly resurrection,
Be it in life, in death or immortal perfection,
I am, what you want me to be in your imagination.
I will be, what you tell your future generation.
I have appeared here in a summarization,
To declare also, the forgiveness of all accusation.
For as you all have come from inside of me,
So shall you stay as my family,
No matter of what color, faith or race,
You are all going to the same place.
You all will reflect back to my mental rays.
So with this I say, it was not only for your salvation,
But too, for my eternal continuation,
For purification of all creation.
It differs not the origin of civilization,
Or the time you kneel for the celebration,
All of what you pray,
To my ears sound the same way.
As language, as thought, as the burning symbol,
As the strength, as the weakness and as the tremble,
As all mankind reflect to me the same waves,
All physical culture have the same ways,
The same way needs, the same way breathes and the same way breeds.
The same way hears, fears and rears
As too, is the vision, is the touch, is the smell,
As all these with all are equal,
And operate the same exact way, in all ways,
In all days, and in all prays.
As all creation comes from the same source,
So does the summarization of all the sources force,
Into creation it pours.


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