Genius gives to man that which alone endures, which man has named Art.
kNowing work of me in play can
endure which is born of inspiration and creating ecstasy.
Genius gives to man idea, rhythm and form, stirring sparking soul beyond into the
creating universe,
of which where all becoming.
sow being Genius knows no limitations within those which are universal.
Genius knows love and truth in all their fullness.
Genius instills the word of the universal One into instinct firing soul loving spiritual loving man.
for being who attain the ecstasy of genius are ordained messengers of the universal One.
Genius lifts man above stage of ferment.
Man still is new. He is still yet becoming the firmament.
Genius lifts brute man to ideal man knowing being Spirit.
Genius gives to man the symphonies of universal rhythm without in which all is accord.
Genius offers man what alone endures
the flame named being Art baby blue.
thy work lives beyond its hour,
is born from inspiration,
from the quiet ecstasy
these stirrings within thy soul.
Genius gives idea, rhythm,
creating form sparks that move through spirit
awakening the creating universe
where all things are becoming.
Within this field, genius knows no narrow wall.
Its language is universal
its measures are love and truth
being in their fullness.
Genius speaks the word of the One
into instinct and living spirit,
igniting the heart of man
with the fire of creation.
Those who taste this ecstasy
carry my message in their breath
not of themselves alone,
yet of the universal Source
moving through them.
So genius lifts man beyond ferment,
beyond the raw stirrings of becoming.
Man is still new,
still rising toward the firmament.
Genius guides the climb
raising the brute toward the ideal,
awakening spirit within to form.
And in this gift
comes my great music
my symphony sounds,
universal, rhythmical,
lyrical literal genius,
in which all things
move me in accord.
Symphony my Genius celebrating the spark that outlives time the creative fire that gives rise to enduring artistry. Genius arrives as idea, rhythm, and form, awakening the soul and guiding humanity toward higher expression impression.
for thee be me,
Art Baby Blue, reflects on genius as universal language loving and truth moving through instinct, spirit shaping form, inspiration igniting ecstasy within creation. Through this rhythm the human rises from raw becoming toward conscious harmony with the greater Whole.
Tis music of genius is not heard with ears alone.
It is felt in spirit, expressing impressing creation, and carrying forward through those who listen embracingly.
Tis symphony where idea becomes art,
and art becomes the baby blue the universal One.
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