GOD LIKE ME!?
Written by
Leonard Jackson

[Colored photo of the author.]

Dear Beloved,
I write this book for you so you will see me for who I really am.

I am always here for you if you want to talk or have any questions about my blogs, for you are and will continue to be a part of me. I will write blogs weekly uploading this book, which is my legacy to you. I want you to understand that my actions that I had to grow through doesn't define me. I am so much more.

If we were made in his image, then call us by our name!

Forever me.

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A TONE MAN

Original man, pineal gland
Third eye wide, time to take a stand
I self Lord, first and the last
Cleaning up myself so the babies don't crash
Raising up the dead with a thought
Pulling up my pants for the past that was fought
Eradicate them lies that were taught
And educate the masses
Giving them the truth about them history classes
I would rather be in school than a fool
Selling drugs didn't make me cool
'Cause look at me now
I'm locked up in the bing
Lying, talking about how I did my thing
When I really ain't do nothing
Most of us just fronting
We have to fight for our people
Atone for our past
And get right for our people!

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INTRODUCTION
In the immortal words of Robert "Bob" Nester Marley, "I am not educated, I am inspired, if I was educated I would be a damn fool."

This book is a logging of my inspiration, through the years I have set and contemplated many things, trying to figure this all out. It started when I was about nine years of age. I was sitting, looking out the window thinking about death. I could never fathom not existing. I imagined death as me laying in a box not able to move, going in and out of consciousness for eternity. So then and there I made the decision that, when I go, I wanted to be cremated!

So I present to you, the reader, the answers as I see them in that I have acquired through my journey.

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THE MEANING OF LIFE
In order for one to master this physical plane, they must first become aware and recognize the state that they are in. All who seek elevation bear witness to this, to elevate means to move from down to up. So we are aware that we are in a low state.

Awareness is just the first step on a journey to attain liberation of the soul. The soul being the subtle vehicle of energy that the individual consciousness animates after the expiration of the physical more denser vehicle that we call our body. Because awareness without action can lead to four things: panic, confusion, despair, and death. Just like drowning.

Many live in this state of despair and depression because we have come to the realization of self. B.U.T. we don't know what to do next. So we either commit suicide, turn to drugs and alcohol, or some other form of self-destructive behavior. Or if we turn and seek help, we are told that we are bipolar or suffer from some other form of psychosis. Basically, society tells us that we are insane. So we are prescribed drugs as a remedy.

We already know about drugs. We tried on that mystery god before we sought the so-called help of your mystery god. So what do we do now!?

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HETEP
The physical plane is a state of corporal existence, consisting of mundane and natural phenomena. This plane is low vibrating a replica of actual reality.

In order to ascend from this state of gross matter, we have to gain self-realization. If you don't realize the true potential of self you are going to continue being controlled by external influences in a perpetual state of chaos and feeling like a victim of circumstance. Material accomplishments without spiritual growth is nothing but an illusion.

"What is it to gain the world, at the cost of losing your soul."

You are only holding yourself back, numbering yourself amongst those who walk in darkness.

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LUCID

Is it wrong to dream?
Do I have to commit myself to this illuson
called reality?
Am I allowed to spread my wings?
Soaring in my psychosis, peering into the fabric
of time
Every day is mine
Writing my history in my R.E.M. state
Living the past when I'm awake
If the present is a gift from GOD
I choose not to celebrate

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Getting Over Your
By Leonard Jackson
AKA Sporty Red

Chorus:
I can't get over
Your hair, your smile, driving me wild
I can't get over
Your lips, your kiss, how I miss
I can't get over
Your legs and them thighs, making me high
I can't get over
This pain I feel drives me insane, I can't

Verse 1:
Since you've been gone, I just been walking around in a daze
Trying to explain this feeling, is like dying inside
Over an' over again
How can you do this to me, after all we've been through
The promise was forever, but now you're gone away
What am I to do

Verse 2:
Picking up the pieces of my heart
That you left when you walked away from me I played my part
And now you're gone forever
What I'm supposed to do
About the plans we made our life
You were supposed to be my wife

Break

Every night I cry myself to sleep
In my sorrow I am sinking deep
Thinking about you

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Wide Asleep

I was once asked
How long have I been asleep?
At the time I was 26
So I said 26 years
Still this dream remains lucid
Illusions of reality
Do I have to die to wake wake up?
Because I'm dying to wake up
This can't be life, I once heard and I
concur.
I know consciousness is independent of the
body.
So if God is arm-leg-leg-arm-head
I'm greater than that creator
So while you are All in Ah
I'm tossing and turning in my sleep
Restless...
Hoping that I don't wet the bed.