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The Lost Notion of Space
and Time
(M: Jadson Bastos / T:
Alexandre Spinelli)
I already kept the impression of not more there
to be
the time and the space for me the nothing to say
I was sure of not more to live
The fear and the darkness to everything to hide
Possessed smiles of void paleness
Spirits tear My lucidity.
Conscience of the Lost
Time
(Alexandre Spinelli)
The uncertainty makes to remember what was for
behind
Dear beautiful woman, enough and the fleeting delirium
I well know that wasted my time thinking about me
I didn't extend my blessing
I deceived me own being like this.
Voices of the Spirits
(Alexandre Spinelli)
In this place that I am I don't know what tell
me
I never thought
I was not that
They called me suicide, every place
They are in the thick shades and me to ask me own
Unconscious suicide
(M: Jadson Bastos and A. Spinelli / T:
Alexandre Spinelli)
But why do call me?
Why does exclaim that I committed suicide?
If everything I did
To stay I wanted
Dear home I left
I left my home, fighting and struggling with
the feverish disease
I remembered the pain of the needle
Finally, my life was ending.
To wake up here
Without where to go. To appeal?
I don't know to who!
I know well who I am
But, for where am I going?
For where is it going this beyond?
This beyond of the eternal separation
I would prefer no-being, conscious, alive and sane
I noticed that I was immortal
I ended that there would be a Creator and I would be Your
creation.
Eternal realities
(M: Jadson Bastos / T: Alexandre Spinelli)
I recognized, puerile what studied
In that new sphere problems that I never meditated
Some beginnings for me essential
In that place they were useless .
The humanity doesn't happen in generations.
But, eternal spirits on the way to your evolutions
How much pain, friends, you can avoid.
Light your lights for later not to cry
Emissary of the Skies
(M: Jadson Bastos and A. Spinelli / T:
Alexandre Spinelli)
God, Oh, my Lord, I'm asking him
To remove me quickly of here
How long this request lasted
Then the beauty of the prayer came like this
The hope didn't surrender
The fog then, in that instant, it disappeared
Suddenly somebody appeared, he arrived and said
me:
“The Lord don't abandon you, courage”
The image not more I forgot
My soul was taken a bath by a bitter weeping
I tried to thank but I didn't have forces
He was the emissary of the skies ordering your companions it to
carry me
A white sheet was extended
Transported like this, I leave
I contemplated the beautiful picture that was
unfolded
To my front everything transformed
In the linen
Of the slime
Finally I left
First Prayers / Medical
Assistant
(Alexandre Spinelli)
Around the spiritual sphere of the world
Where has the sound of a hymn of angelical tone
The good vibrations hovered in the air
I The first prayers operated the initials changes in my state .
The following day the medicinal attendance
told me the reason of my sad one final
I had never imagined
But I know that consecrated myself
the all evils of the body that I deteriorated .
The Just Merit
(Alexandre Spinelli)
Yes, I know everything, finally
Because I was like this
But I need to know
Why they didn't come to see me?
Where are mine?
Parents, children and friends
All what those preceded me for the will of God?
I discovered quickly that I made a mistake
It was necessary something the more than I had accomplished
A lot of will to dip
In the work to persist
The just merit to the end to get
The Poison of the
Laments
(Alexandre Spinelli)
The laments that we sometimes do
That only serve for being linked us
to the ties of the insanity
They are only to throw poisonous flowed
We should learn that is necessary not to lament
of us own,
not to pity
It is better to open the chest in the sun of the Divinity
and safe balance to reach
In the Gardens
(M: Jadson Bastos / T: Alexandre Spinelli)
In the visions of the prodigious gardens
A peace sensation invading me
Flowers and animals of the area of leafy charms
That seemed to invite me to stay.
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh! Free, free is my soul
Firm, firm the peace for me arrived
Fountains colored waters
They cross in the airs sculpting
beautiful illustrations of all the forms
Confusing my mind
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh! Beautiful! Beautiful! beautiful green grassland
I feel, I feel your splendour
Prominence of the Water
(Alexandre Spinelli)
The water serves to transport flowed celestial
It balances the terrestrial home
Always giving us support
There are many centuries the man it ignores
The water brings the blessing of the home
Washing the dirty bodies of badness
Expression of our mentality.
We used it to practice medicine and to feed
It serves us to fortify and also provision
In movement it bring vivacity
Being also of God locomotion.
Removing hate, anguishes , anxieties...
Purifying our heart
Love, Food of the Souls
(M: Jadson Bastos and A. Spinelli / T: Alexandre Spinelli)
Our whole nutrition
has in the love the landing
In every spheres, variations of your divisions
The substantial nutrition
of material traffic
It doesn't serve to the soul, because, the love
support it
bring
plus
of God
father
does
plus
Long times ago had said somebody:
“Do what I did: Love the neighbor ”
It was something besides practicing the charity, it was to feed
Everything is balanced in the inexhaustible love of the Mister
The more developed being more ethereal it is your feeding
No
They aren't
Of the bread
Go
Give your hands
In the Rooms of
Rectification
(Alexandre Spinelli)
In the rectification rooms
When seeing the sufferings and affliction
To need of aiding
and me in my indecision
Leaving in me the pride to reign
But I was not only investigating
Suddenly
When I saw myself
I was already to help.
When the Server is
Ready, the Service Appears
(M: Jadson Bastos / T: Alexandre Spinelli)
When it already suits the server, work comes
All the investigation comes so behind the occupation.
What interests here it is the understanding,
own effort with dedication
Also real humility, because after all it brings the liberation
Instead of the curiosity
Serve your brother that you will find your redemption
It is not despised if your work doesn't request
a lot of knowledge
The larger worker was Jesus and He made crosses.
