Tell-TRUTH-Vision

Mesmerized Minds of the Children of God Have Lost Their Way...Have Lost Their...Vision... (Written January 29th, 2021) Perhaps the majority of hue-mans are focused upon the outside world... of course, there is so much...so many things and events...to keep you...imprisoned... read this! watch that! look here! go there! do this! do that! it can make your mind spin...swirl... 'mesmerized' minds of the children of God have lost their way...have lost their...vision... Take to the streets! protest this! fight! destroy! a civil war...rages...inside you...  lost in perpetuating the 'left-right' programmed false paradigm of division 'spiritual unity'... 'empty ideal,' replaced by a political view... satanic soul-less insurgent coup d'état...mind versus mind in collision... There is only...one answer...and that answer is only found within the mind... in the transcending of beLIEf...elevating thought to connection with God... a 'living connection' calle

Are You Suffering from a Species of Internal Civil War…? (Written July 19th, 2014)   (1220.8) 111:4.9 Since this inner life of man is truly creative, there rests upon each person the responsibility of choosing as to whether this creativity shall be spontaneous and wholly haphazard or controlled, directed, and constructive. How can a creative imagination produce worthy children when the stage whereon it functions is already preoccupied by prejudice, hate, fears, resentments, revenge, and bigotries?  (1220.10) 111:4.11 This is the problem: If freewill man is endowed with the powers of creativity in the inner man, then must we recognize that freewill creativity embraces the potential of freewill destructivity. And when creativity is turned to destructivity, you are face to face with the devastation of evil and sin — oppression, war, and destruction. Evil is a partiality of creativity which tends toward disintegration and eventual destruction. All conflict is evil in that it inhibits the c

 Your Mind Is A Garden (Written 11/07/2014) Go with God. Peace be upon you and in you. I love this little encapsulation. "Your mind is a garden. Your thoughts are the seeds. The harvest can either be flowers or weeds." Once this becomes realized in your experience--become the sower of seeds--the spiritual "Johnny Appleseed" of truth, beauty and goodness--of light and life--an eternal flame of love to the hearts and minds of our fellow brothers and sisters in the spiritual family of God, our Father. This, to me, IS the "road less traveled," the "life worth living," the "spiritual mission" worthy to accept and daily strive to fulfill. The "Spiritual Mission," Worthy to Accept and Daily Strive to Fulfill.  Copyright Timothy Ray Walls 2021 GO TO MASTER LISTING

When Everyone 'Has the Right to Be Right,' the Whole is Wrong! ( Written 8/29/2016) All beliefs are based in delusion-deceit and fear-fraud... from childhood to present...beliefs...must be...worn and released... songs of creation...sung in the heart...stirring soul in mind-pod... worship-insight is...cosmic insight... the First Source is pleased... I am often asked "what do you believe?" ...and my answer...? when everyone 'has the right to be right' the whole is wrong... observe beliefs... go into...sacred space...as cosmic dancer... believe everything truth-based... believe nothing at all... Human civilization is tearing itself apart... ideological warring...affectation of ego... self-inflation...self-importance...the cancer-eaten heart... only from...inner sacred space...do selfless words of truth...flow... I am often asked "what do you believe?" ...and my answer...? when everyone 'has the right to be right' the whole is wrong... observe be

The Way of Truth...is the...Spirit of Truth...Spirit-love... (Written 5/8/2017) From those far-distant days of the...innocence of youth... to the days of the...wild and uncontrollable" eighteen... I followed a...feeling...inner resonating truth... the path of greater truth was ever lit...ever seen... The way of truth...is the...Spirit of Truth...spirit love... the message is so uncomplicated...but made complex... by the fear-based reaction...the warp-minded beliefs beloved... controlled by selfish arrogance...weapons of war...vex... human civilization...truth-momentum...forward... the light of truth shines upon evil shadow-minds... which dissipate...as though they never were...move toward... the greatest of all truths...in spirit unity finds... the way of truth...is the...Spirit of Truth...spirit love... receive...simple message...coming from within and without... spirit of rebirth...goes inward and upward...above... the 'din of human insanity'...wash away doubt... until a

  The Starving Lonely Soul… (Written February 5th, 2014) There are many experts at “letting go” all too willing to tell you how… don’t you know? which one speaks from the “place of glowing? too many words–telling and showing… The ego is a moon…reflecting, in ignorance, starving from the barrenness of mind… don’t you know? the soul dwells alone… in a place…where it may only observe the distance…and be left feeling…lonely… And the Observer sees the mind…hanging on… wishes he could tell him…”it is wrong…” don’t you know? the wisdom of the universe…waiting…to flow through me could be yours for the asking…but you are too blind to see… I am desirous to grow into you…and you into me… you must give me your identity… don’t you see? and may only become actual…when you choose to awaken… ever you stand at the…crossroads…to the path less taken…   I am the…abandoned…and starving…lonely soul… either you feed…or…starve me… don’t you Know? and the spirit…inside you…is helpless to make me… I live or die

 The Mind-Killing Fear of What Other People Might Think... (Written March 29th, 2017) As a child I was overly self-conscientious... silently afraid of what others thought of me... when viewed as outsider...there is only distrust.... slowly came to 'higher-mind-see' what they could not see... The fear of what others think is the...Mind-Killer... attaches to false beliefs in 'mirror of mind...' the 'death of the soul' is 'belief-retarding-fear...' attached to religion...greatest prison in time... Constantly ridiculed for being quiet and thoughtful... the asking of deeper questions would set me free... the gift of 'spiritual insight' has made life full... has evolved to a place of being ever happy... The fear of what others think is the...Mind-Killer... attaches to false beliefs in 'mirror of mind...' the 'death of the soul' is 'belief-retarding-fear...' attached to religion...greatest prison in time... The fear of what other

Pretended to Swim… (Written in 2006) You can’t see the wind…just the rustling of the leaves… but can you feel my spirit trying to set your Love free…? you can move a mountain right before your very eyes… but can you feel my spirit speaking within your mind…? Do you know the way to the spirit kingdom of Love … to the brotherhood…with Paradise Father, above…? or is your Love growing colder? as you grow older… talk the talk…work your games…say you Love your neighbor… but hide the truth, just the same…point that finger to blame… when your life comes to its end…you pretended to swim…? What kind of friend is it that never comes around… never takes time to talk his differences out… he puts himself above you, but never on a par… makes no effort to change…keeps his love in a jar… Do you know the way to the spirit kingdom of Love… to the brotherhood…with Paradise Father, above…? or is your Love growing colder? as you grow older… talk the talk…work your games…say you Love your neighbor… but hide

"I Am" Declarations For Abundance 1 (Written in 2017) Declare Your True Self! Become Your Soul Conscious True Character! Listen throughout your day to these powerful I Am Declarations for instant life-manifesting results. "I lay claim to the gift of abundant health." "The gift of abundant health is mine to claim by right of divine inheritance." 'I am ever-momentarily experiencing abundance of health, optimal wellness, energy, inner happiness, inner peace, and loving relationships with my life path partner, my children, my relatives, my neighbors, my friends, and my employer." "I am manifesting and experiencing abundant health." "I am living a life of abundant health." "I am living an abundantly healthy lifestyle."' "I am ever-momentarily supporting the health of the bio-suit I am temporarily wearing, by adopting and practicing healthy thinking and healthy eating habits." "I am daily detoxifying my b

Loving Kindness is the Language the Spirit Sees...the Spirit Hears... (Written 12/15/2014) So many misunderstandings could be avoided by listening... but ego believes it must always butt in...and must be heard... impatient to make its point...puncture wounds to the heart are bleeding... the death of friendship...the death of love...by the stabbing thoughtless word... the illusions mount in the mind's private theater of the absurd... It is a quiet and listening mind which hears spirit's distant call... the mind that follows the still, small voice within...is the one that feeds... upon eternal life-giving spirit-light energy... heeds the call to set aside ego...tear down belief's dividing wall between mind and soul...conscious-superconscious...unity...enthrall... How many clues do you need to go wherever the spirit leads... absolute truth is the absolute wall...which foretells your fall... when thought is elevated into a god...an inflated ego needs to shout out its evil c

Simianlarity (Written 1/18/2001) As he sits upon his boulder, opposable thumb and finger, he looks like a thinker, a higher type of man But then he turns and looks at me, his eyes are full of mystery why are you so resigned to be less than a man? Sometimes my thoughts to myself at home, alone, I try to see that deeper me to find the truth in my soul, only the struggle becomes too intense to see Life tries to push and life tries to pull me, shatters into pieces my reality I saw in the mirror of my self-perception the man I beLIEved others wanted me to be Lies, they tell you you have no future changes your perception of reality Lies, you see from beyond the mirror changes, now discover your soul's identity As he rehearses his mind back to the beginning he's got it all figured out got that sacred call He's got a drug for all occasions he thinks he is winning but he is drowning fast in Paxil land and alcohol And he rants and raves in his darkworld cave he's judge a

Time Is The Teacher (Written 8/26/20) Out through the in door in a state of dream nothing is what it appears to be I heard a voice say... down where tall grass grows I am here and I'm waiting for you I walked a long while now, tall grass all 'round waiting for that sweet voice to guide me Well, I took a little trip to visit my soul... he said... "Why do you ask me what you already know?" He said... Time is the Keeper... time is the Reaper... time is the Teacher of rhyme and reason wisdom will deepen in eternity... Out through the in door I try to lose my mind just one that gets lost in low level I hear a voice say... by a grassy knoll I am waiting with message for you Walked for a long time white birch grove around on grassy knoll sweet voice guides me Well, I took a little trip to visit my soul... he said... "Why do you ask me what you already know?" He said... Time is the Keeper... time is the Reaper... time is the Teacher of rhyme and reason wis

Jimmy B. Trippin' (Written 11/23/1999) Jimmy took a long dark ride 'til he found that hole where he could crawl inside where he could sit and watch the world go by where he could lay the blame onto you and eye. Soul-trippin', mind' rippin,' son of the man your selfish little games is the upper hand illusions of the self you will never see only the light within will set you free I can feel when your pain is real, now like a dying wasp--your fate is sealed like a torch--I feel the searing fear distortions spread across the mirror Even I don't see the depths to which you sink the landscape is so strange how could you think I would find you there--could save you from yourself? cannot save you from your living hell... Soul-trippin', mind' rippin,' son of the man your selfish little games is the upper hand illusions of the self you will never see only the light within will set you free Even I don't see the depths to which you sink the landscape

  Back of the Far Beyond (Written 2002) We have a stranger than fiction love well back of the far beyond when you hold me and you touch me, I know Our lives from from day to day we work for the man so we may sustain something to eat and place to sleep one more day... All I want is your love a warm sunrise hear the meadow lark's song and it's paradise with you my lovely one my lovely one You are heaven in my mind you are the burning orb in my darkest night when you hold me and you touch me, I know You touch me deep in my soul you take me places I could never go on my own I am nothing without your love All I want is your love a warm sunrise hear the meadow lark's song and it's paradise on earth with you my lovely one my lovely one The Music of Timothy Ray Walls. Song: Back of the Far Beyond. Lyrics, Vocal and Guitar, Timothy Ray Walls. Keyboard: Terry Webb. Copyright Timothy Ray Walls 2021 GO TO MASTER LISTING

The Eternal Wellspring of Life The indwelling spirit of our Paradise Father endlessly pours forth the boundless depths of truth, beauty and goodness--peace, joy and wisdom...each according to his or her own capacity to drink from the Eternal Wellspring of Life. © Copyright Timothy Ray Walls 2020 GO TO MASTER LISTING

  Protozoa Noah (Written 2/21/2017) Life is RFID chip perfect... He was designed--cloned to be... to remember, think and see what he's programmed to beLIEve... in that void-like entropy called...the near-hueman dream... those mind assisted, light-speed pulses feel like...ex-lax screams... The human race became...god-like...in its black evil greed... there is no possible escape...from the god of machines... water and fire...destroyed civilization's brightest and best... the machines killed and enslaved...the very few that were left... Now something deep inside him...is crying out to be freed... Is it distant memory of free will...the spirit's need...? he opens his mouth to proclaim...his freedom is at hand... like Protozoa Noah...nurses the mammary bland... There is no place for defectives except in Sector C... where they dissect clones...alive...for organ replacement needs... god decrees: no questions...no individuality... programmed to obey...in virtual mediocrity...

  Dream Catcher (Written 12/21/12) Dream Catcher hanging above my head... woven in love, as woven by hand... good dreams...clear...dance each night into day... Great Spirit will ever...light my way... Night air is filled with good dreams in bed... the bad dreams...stilled...get caught in the web... perish with new day...they lose their way... Great Spirit will ever...light my day... In Dream Catcher...gateway...portal... good dream matcher...circle where the mortal... awakens by night and sleeps by day... Great Spirit will ever...light my way... Within Mother's womb...portal to birth... gives life to sons who honor her... soul lives of 'seeing'...hear Mother say.. Great Spirit will ever...light your way... Universe...the womb...for birth of worlds... ...dancing fireflies...beauty...in whirls... trillions of earths...Great Spirit's Mind Play... Great Spirit will ever...light my way... Around Life's Great Circle...Life-Giver... Dream Catcher hanging abov

Matrix Mind-Slave Mimics Life or Death? As I Look Out Upon a World of Mimics If man makes it...don't eat it. If Nature grows it, and it is living, organic whole food plant-based healthy nutrition...eat it everyday. --Timothy Ray Walls (2017) As I look out upon a world of unquestioning "mimics," a matrix of "old programming" run amok--new pandemic--a virtual prison of mind from which I barely escaped...vulnerable state of mind in which I was immorally raped...by mimics who came before me. Now, I am free to be me! --Timothy Ray Walls (2017) In 2003, I threw the Satanic Death Cult's mind-programming device out my back door and smashed it with a sledge hammer, not watching Tell-LIES-Vision, since then. Copyright Timothy Ray Walls 2021 GO TO MASTER LISTING

  Bouldaphor (A metaphorical symbol of discovering inner tranquility and peace…) (Written 1997) “My son…for each and every day you are coming undone–is one more day you are having no fun…such that you could sublimely experience… get off the fence! and come sit awhile–on your bouldaphor in the middle of the stream… on your bouldaphor in the middle of the stream…you may–smile, shout, agonize–even scream, awhile… and you may bask in the radiance of my inner smile… in the solace and quietude–you are not required to emanate, radiate or exude…your story, to me, only, do you need to tell–then lift yourself out of your…living hell… you must accept your true identity–the seat of your soul-entity… sitting on your bouldaphor…in the middle of the stream…you may look into forever…when, again, you…dare to dream…” I was sitting on a bouldaphor at the edge of a mountain stream… fortune had left me, once again…poor… you succeeded in shattering my fondest dream… I watched the rippling crystal flow… su