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*IF* This is The End (I do say "IF")

*IF* This is The End (I do say "IF")

Nataraja dances...

The drum beats draw close...

But those who delight in the Truth need not fear Bairava 

They have already entered the flames and found immunity

"Die before you die," said the Christ of Thomas and Phillip

A flame has been ignited,

Come into the pillar of Jacob (Ma-Shiva)

And dine at the Tabernacle of The Lord (Ya-Hovah)

Let the Paramatman flow in

Flood your soul

Then you can't drown in Wrath because we only drown once

Blue pill
Red pill 

There are two "spirits" at the Bar

Either way, everyone is about to get sloshed as night falls

If you take the seal of Mahadev Yashu'a you'll be in The Upper Room

Otherwise, the Naufals are going to inject their old wine in you down below

Choose wisely 
  

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Pratibha Savani

Wow al!! This is such a clever spiritual modern piece!! I love the references to Shiva and other deities and the sanskrit words mixed in! And I love the reference to the matrix with the red and blue pill (one of my fav films) and for us to choose our own fate!! Just brilliant! Sssoo pinned!!
Om paramantma!! 🙏🏽

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