Sit your butt down at love’s table
serving no false forms or imitations
no labels nor color lines
No skin color better than the other

Cause we all are a part of humankind

No red or blue nor any political color or party
Not Nay problem that bewilders or puzzles the left side of your brain confusing the mind

Come Beloved One
Sit your Butt down at Love’s table


No clans or Klan with disturbing and distorted perception of worldview
No less than or more than not enough cause there is no lack, need or wanting not even longing only plentitude and outpouring abundance….
No disrespect nor normalization
No domestication nor domination over one another Come Beloved One
Sit your Butt down at Love’s table

Deep Love brown Bowl carved by the Master Artist from African pear wood in the middle of the round Birch wooden table with a golden long handled ladle

It is passed around for all to sup and feast at the love table 

Come Beloved One
Sit your Butt down at Love’s table


No boxes to check
No lines to cross

No one is ever left behind

No soul to be saved cause no one is lost

No statues that stand for separation and pending confrontations
No binding restraints nor anger, rage, only higher Vibrations and Jubilation
Acceptance of all imperfections
Cause they too at this table lead to Divine Holy connections

 Come Beloved One
Sit your Butt down at Love’s table


No name calling and defamation of oneness
Nor character assassination
There is no box , nor label nor name that can describe nor contain me, you, she, he, her, they  and them
Cause We we’re all created by the Infinite Essence..
No need to manage, fix or control
Nor force it, fighting it but only going with Divine Flow
Humanity has chosen from their lower self
To dehumanize, proselytize , marginalize in the name of the Divine who under no circumstances  would deny anybody..” I hear Its voice saying you all are in

 Come Beloved One
Sit your Butt down at Love’s table


So, I gather words in my mind
To assist you to come to a higher understanding…
Level Up, Open Up, Stand Up
Wake Up. Then JUMP Up
Turn all this Shit to fertilizer and Shift 2
A higher purpose
The Tipping Point is tapping at the door of your heart … Breathe, Be, Breathe and let it Be 

 Come Beloved One
Sit your Butt down at Love’s table!


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