Blood On My Finger

You can climb the ladders of fame
Make for yourself a mighty fine name
But that’s no guarantee that you’ll find
The pearl of your soul or the source of your mind

living architecture in the Needles district of the Utah Canyonlands

I’ve got blood on my finger and love in my art
I’ve got no time to doubt what’s been written on my heart
For the spirit of wisdom is poured out on the earth
To hell with my ambition if I’m called to this work

Gotta feel what it is to believe
Stop hiding behind your attractive prophecies
The angels don’t need your cynical tone
They’re gonna cut our pride right down to the bone
Til we got…

Blood on our fingers and love in our art
We got no time to doubt what’s been written on our heart
For the spirit of wisdom is poured out on the earth
To hell with our ambitions if we’re called…

To be vessels of His (Her) higher frequency
To align with the patterns beyond our galaxy
To regather in our cosmic families
And re-order the world beyond the power of greed
Into love, light and livity

by JKE, from The Musical Ecology of Roots Grown Deep

we are not made to be fickle, we are created to be sculpted into divine design