Star War & Mr. Storm part 1
There was a war, a war for each Star.
Stars here on Earth, whomever you are.
Then came a man named Mr Storm.
Everything ever learned in his life was not the norm.
He witnessed this thing, this thing called war.
With war, he knew, comes blood and gore.
He found himself being a tug of war rope.
He realized he was in the crosshairs of "others" scope.
Honored and amazed but it was hard to believe.
How in the world did this he achieve.
He made many mistakes and his choices were unwise.
He was manipulated severely through many lies and denies.
Then one day came when the world took away his son.
That was the day when he became a gun.
He raised his son since the day of his birth.
He now fought on two battlefronts, one in the sky and one on the Earth.
He first grew sad which led to raging mad.
Everyone around him constantly taking all he had.
Almost losing his mind, he put it into a fuzz.
Dulling his pain with a buzz.
He knew deep down there was another way.
Unfortunately, he was covered with venom that others spray.
He then remembered the book of Job.
He asked God if he could wash off the venom and give him a new robe.
God did just that, and long ago put a third eye in his head.
The third eye showed him what direction to be led.
On two battlefronts, back he went.
All for the cause, so the time must be spent.
Which side to choose, in the sky, he was torn.
This was when Mr Storm was born.
He couldn't help but to think of all the damage that was done.
He was very aware that a storm is more powerful than any gun.
Part 2
Becoming a storm he lost more of his way.
He was no better than those who have venom to spray.
He didn't become a storm to make others pay.
He became a storm to wash the war away.
Inside his own storm he began regaining his sight.
Then something amazing happened, he became a light.
It allowed him to see in the darkness of night.
He's still surrounded by darkness, so he continues to fight for what's right.
He realized he doesn't understand what's going on in the sky.
He is shown many things and doesn't know why.
With each passing day he continues to try.
On the ground many truths are covered with a lie or deny.
This has been going on for so long.
Through it all he continued to stay strong.
All he ever wanted was for everyone to get along.
For those who don't want to, he wishes they sang a different song.
So many on Earth continue playing a game.
All in the name of seeking fortune & fame.
He has a name which many blame.
He bears many scars but feels no shame.
We all have a storm deep down within.
From out of that dark and gray comes each sin.
The time has come for a new start to begin.
This light will now turn his sins into a win.
Stargun🌟🔫👁️

It's all bullshit.. all of it.. 100%

In a distant galaxy far beyond our own, there existed a magnificent universe teeming with life and energy. This universe had been in harmony for eons, with different beings coexisting peacefully despite their varying beliefs and cultures. However, there came a time when a rift began to form, dividing the universe into two opposing factions - the believers and the atheists.

The believers were those who worshipped the cosmic forces that governed the universe. They saw beauty and order in every planet, star, and nebula, attributing it all to the work of higher beings they called the Celestials. On the other hand, the atheists rejected the idea of a higher power, relying solely on science and logic to explain the phenomena around them.

Tensions rose as debates turned into arguments, and arguments into outright conflicts. The once-unified universe now found itself on the brink of chaos as believers and atheists clashed, each side convinced of the righteousness of their beliefs.

One fateful day, as the unrest escalated to dangerous levels, a mysterious phenomenon occurred. Without warning, the universe itself seemed to shudder, its cosmic web of connections flickering and faltering. Stars went dim, planets drifted off course, and galaxies began to drift apart.

As chaos reigned and panic spread, both believers and atheists looked to the heavens for answers. It was then that a lone wanderer, a wise old being known as the Oracle, emerged from the shadows. With a voice that resonated through the cosmos, the Oracle spoke:

"Your squabbles have disrupted the delicate balance of this universe. Your faith, or lack thereof, has clouded your judgment and blinded you to the truth. It is not belief or disbelief that sustains this universe, but the connection you share with all living beings."

With those words, the believers and atheists were struck with a profound realization. They had been so focused on their differences that they had forgotten the fundamental interconnectedness that bound them together. In that moment of clarity, a wave of energy rippled through the universe, repairing the rift that had threatened to tear it apart.

From that day on, the believers and atheists learned to coexist once more, respecting each other's beliefs and embracing the diversity that made their universe vibrant and alive. And so, the universe thrived, united in its shared experiences and the knowledge that, in the vastness of space, they were all but tiny specks in the grand tapestry of existence.
(The body consists of left brain right brain, left arm, right arm, left foot,.right foot.. and one without the other would throw off the equilibrium of the entire body thus meaning they respect and cooperate each other's roles and significance to one another, just as humans should do the same. We shouldn't have a left and right government either, we should have one party, one government.. One love.)
Goodbye,.My friends..

This question may have already been answered, however, I'm new to the platform and still trying to to watch everything on "Ray". When is Ray's of Light expected to release?

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Star War & Mr. Storm part 1
There was a war, a war for each Star.
Stars here on Earth, whomever you are.
Then came a man named Mr Storm.
Everything ever learned in his life was not the norm.
He witnessed this thing, this thing called war.
With war, he knew, comes blood and gore.
He found himself being a tug of war rope.
He realized he was in the crosshairs of "others" scope.
Honored and amazed but it was hard to believe.
How in the world did this he achieve.
He made many mistakes and his choices were unwise.
He was manipulated severely through many lies and denies.
Then one day came when the world took away his son.
That was the day when he became a gun.
He raised his son since the day of his birth.
He now fought on two battlefronts, one in the sky and one on the Earth.
He first grew sad which led to raging mad.
Everyone around him constantly taking all he had.
Almost losing his mind, he put it into a fuzz.
Dulling his pain with a buzz.
He knew deep down there was another way.
Unfortunately, he was covered with venom that others spray.
He then remembered the book of Job.
He asked God if he could wash off the venom and give him a new robe.
God did just that, and long ago put a third eye in his head.
The third eye showed him what direction to be led.
On two battlefronts, back he went.
All for the cause, so the time must be spent.
Which side to choose, in the sky, he was torn.
This was when Mr Storm was born.
He can't help but to think of all the damage that was done.
He is very aware that a storm is more powerful than any gun.
I'll leave it right there, until next time.
A different day a, different rhyme. I must continue now to walk down the hall.
Remember, the hall I walked out has no wall.
Stargun🌟🔫👁️

Cloud of Faces
How many faces can you see?
Right from the start I see three.
I know there is more so go ahead and explore, how many more could there be?
I was told to make the world aware.
They're here to help because they care.
Do not worry, they're not here to scare.
That's just a cross they have to bear.
Stargun👁️👁️👁️

Our mind is the universe

Tightly Wound
I know I'm a little tightly wound.
I continue running as I hit the ground.
I'm on the hunt and all over I am found.
I'm a dog. What kind? A hound.
Nothing good or bad will last.
My nose works good and my mind moves fast.
What's going on now started in the past.
To me, all their blame, is what they cast.
I speak in rhymes with the story I tell.
The story they tell is one they sell.
I continue ringing the alarm Bell.
My mind can't help but to constantly dwell.
Do I have what it will take?
You better believe it, I am not fake.
Over the coals my butt they rake.
Why me, do they constantly forsake?
I may be a devil, but they're the ones who's evil instead.
It doesn't matter if my color is red.
Blood runs through to my toes and head.
My words live forever so I will never be dead.
The Rant
Off I go into a Rant.
You want me to stop? Well too bad, I shant.
Why won't you stop? Don't tell me you can't.
I'm coming at you straight and not at a slant.
So go on continuing playing your silly little game.
Go on continuing seeking your fortune and fame.
Cast your blame, I feel no shame.
One day you will realize why my name is...
RHAME!!!👺💋

When is more videos coming white Ray like the pyramid code??
Do you have any time line for it?