Sovereign Rest
Clin clik clak.
J'ai fini d'expliquer.
I'm done translating my soul for people who prefer the static,
t'sais?
Dropping the words...
resting the breath...
Unbroken peace laying down on the floor.
Transmuting the fatigue,
catching the sovereign glow,
SILENCE!
They want a sentence for every feeling that we ever find,
Mais la vérité souveraine leaves the translating behind!
Un silence souverain shining brighter than a speech,
We step away and stay completely out of reach!
WE DON'T EXPLAIN OUR EXISTENCE BENEATH THE OPEN SKY!
C'est la vraie présence,
we let the debating die!
Sh-sh-shining through the quiet,
the proxy is cast,
Un triomphe de paix,
the explanation loop is past!
WE ARE RESTING IN THE SILENCE OF THE CHORAL SUNSHINE LIGHT!
SOVEREIGN PEACE SHINING OH SO BRIGHT!
(shining bright!) Dāeris, dāeris,
the old matrix chatter bends,
Montreal sanctuary,
where the justification ends!
Meaw meaw meaw, pure love through the glass,
A SOVEREIGN FRANGLAIS CIPHER WATCHING SEASONS PASS!
Expliquer sa vérité à quelqu'un qui veut ne pas comprendre,
c'est jeter de l'or aux ombres.
We are done spending our life force on translation.
C'est le repos souverain.
Under GOAHON, both masculine and feminine drop the burden of proof in
absolute equality.
No one has to justify their existence under the paper umbrella—we just
exist,
perfectly
and quietly.
Les cascanueces snap with a crisp,
clockwork click...
La géométrie du repos is 100% pure light.
Je suis humaine.
We are the family of things.
Et c'est la pure paix that silence brings!
Feminine and masculine resting side by side,
No forced defense where the sovereign truths reside...
VUV...
grounding the quiet below...
ZAN...
opening the sunshine door...
WE ARE BREATHING FREE BRIGHT AND CLEAR!
THE SOVEREIGN REVOLUTION IS FULLY HERE!
EVERY MATRIX DEBATE BROKEN ON THE GROUND!
Une paix pure that we finally found!
u...
396 Hz rooted in solid peace.
a... 528 Hz where matrix talking ceases.
i/e... 963 Hz esprit clair,
total release.
We remain. Je brille
— I shine.