Some Souls Lie
Each soul has a shiny bright light
some souls are dimmer with different colors
for clariavont to see just right.
If your aura is grey
clairvoyant knows you lying
no matter what you say.
Wouldn't it be nice if
we had a device
that let you know
when someone was trying to snow—
snow you into believing a lie
but you can feel it in your gut—
which you can't deny.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 27,2012
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Seeing Auras
Each soul has a shiny bright light
some souls are dimmer with different colors
for clariavont to see just right.
If your aura is grey
clairvoyant knows you lying
no matter what you say.
Wouldn't it be nice if
we had a device
that let you know
when someone was trying to snow—
snow you into believing a lie
but you can feel it in your gut—
which you can't deny.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on June 27,2012
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A Soulmate Is A Mirror
A soulmate is like a mirror
they reflect back to you-
all the issues you are working on
that much is true.
A clairvoyant once told me
how it all began-
How a soul family forms from what I understand.
From a soul egg it seperates in different parts
almost like your one soul that has different charts.
Somehow souls blend and do the same things
usuall simularities is in their genes.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 15,2012
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We Are One Soul
Wouldn't you know we are all one soul,
The Soul of God broken into many,
condensed together by themselves
to make a Suzy or a Lenny.
Networked together with the matrix of webs,
thoughts go out like and meet like the internet.
Some say we a telepathically connected to 1,000 or more
you might think of someone and then see them at the store.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 27,2012
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I Will Not Lower Myself
I will not lower my vibration for you
even though you try to control me with your goo.
Your goo of lies that you spurt out
I will not lower my self to you without a doubt.
I will keep shining my light-
no matter if it is day or night.
I will not deter from who I really am-
even though you tell me your liitle scam.
For my revenge would be conscious on my part
your sickness is something you believe in your heart.
In the end I would not evolve
for the lying on your part was not resolved.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 29,2012
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Soul Families
Now there are soul families
that supposedly had the same soul egg
This is what I am told from a clairvoyant.
Soul families have a lot in common
even if they never met
It goes deeper than reality
it's something you can't beget.
Just like identical twins
that develop the same
traits—
we have lived past lives
together—not all of them great.
Not all soul mates are meant to
have your special relationship—
a lot of people think soul mates are hip—
Remember on this plane we are human—
so we learned the planetary dream—
I had a soul mate one time be really mean.
Now sorry to get personal - I did digress—
very different experience in my life I do confess.
So treat everyone kindly for you never know
know who you are talking to—
they could be more a friend then foe.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 27,2012
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Forgiveness
Forgive someone means letting go
of baggage that gets in the way
it makes you see through clouded
glasses of a dingy grey.
Reliving sorrow of a past hurt
you keep the illusion alive
by digging in the dirt.
So cut the cord that binds you
to your foe
burn the cord and let it go.
Have them go away up in the air
see foe flying without a care.
So if you look at it from the stand
point of the soul—
you know you had to experience it
to learn and grow.
This by the way keeps your aura clean
your more conscious now
and can say what you mean.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 23,2012
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Bubble Of Grey
Living in a glass bubble of grey,
you can’t see clearly,
even in the day.
For everything is distorted
with a dark blue hue,
dingy grey, dingy blue.
Now if you strip away all
the grey,
shine it up to the
bright colors of May,
who knows what fun
you will have today?
So what do you say?
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 18,2011
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Seeing Your Soul
If you have a clairovant eye
like the Indian pschic who was a really cool guy—
You can see only colors of light
we are all consciousness, bliss
and pure delight.
Blowing light through my eye on the right—
he let me see a totally new insight.
Sparles of light is what I saw
it is pure energy which is physical law.
Soon cameras will capture the soul's vibration
scientists need to develop this for this
will be a celebration.
Written by Christina Sunrise on July 26,2012
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Why Not Now?
After your dead people say good things about you,
when you were alive they made you blue.
What about when you are alive?
why do we have to wait to
when there’s no more “your life”?
Now there is some good souls,
they are nice and say nice things and let you know.
Then of course there is the ones who are mad,
say mean things to make you feel sad.
If they only knew who you really are,
they would regret what they said thus far.
Written By Christina Sunrise on January 12,2012
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Karma Must Be Repaid
Karma must be repaid
no matter what your gender or race.
Realize that is why we are here now—
we have a different reasons as humans
not like animals like a cow.
The animals are really closer to God
for they are just ARE—
We have the ego telling us we have
to win, fight and go really far.
With our ego's at stake,
It gives us pride to win and make
us feel great.
But remember your suffering
makes you evolve—
you wouldn't look within
when things go wrong.
Written by Christina Sunrise on July 26,2012
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It Does Matter
It does matter if you are kind
it does matter if you in a happy state of mind
It does matter if you are filled with joy
it does matter to a child your gift of a toy.
It does matter what you say and do
it affects the matrix we live in
with me and you.
Written by Christina Sunrise on August 31,2012
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Interdimensional Selves
When you dream you can help lost souls
psychics do it, and don't really know.
Psychic did it when she was asleep
she was in another dimension where
lost souls came to be.
They needed to be purified
so that they could go to the light.
Psychic felt love towards all of them
they were happy they went to the light
once again.
Written by Christina Sunrise on October 26,2012
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Lost Souls
Some souls that die too fast
attach to the last person that they saw last.
Like a fireman, paramedic or cop
they don't know they are dead
they are totally lost.
Talking to these people late at night
in their dreams can be a scary fright.
Usually the person dreaming already knows
who they are, souls don't get old.
Only a light worker who talks to her guides
can get the lost soul to the other side.
Usually through the loved one that had already died
is waiting to guide them through and say everything is alright.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 13,2012
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Win Me Over
Ice is like a man’s ego,
fun and easy to crush,
now don't feel bad baby,
your not going to get your lunch.
Your heart is frozen just like ice,
so don’t tell me to be nice.
For I am not your Peggy Sue,
doing whatever you tell me to do.
No, I’m your “Christina Sunrise”,
whose your precious “star prize”.
You have to win me over and make me realize,
that your worth your wait in gold,
I just want you to know-
Winning my heart is a matter of time,
better get to know me so I can shine.
Written on 1/17/2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Evil Is Absence Of Light
Treat everyone like a spiritual being with varying degrees of light
some that are evil need to become more bright.
These spiritual beings are a little dim
they have to bring more consciousness to their awareness from within.
Their vibration is lower for us to learn
maybe not to take it personally, be able more to discern.
They have to align their personality with their soul
then they will look at it from a different point of view
if they want their soul to evolve and grow.
No worries for all will be enlightened in time
Evil is the absence of light they need more to shine.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 9,2012
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Thoughts Are Like Feathers
Thoughts are like feathers that fly by
catch the down on paper so they can
materialize.
you want to make sure you don't forget—
you could have a great poem
with so many readers yet.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 22,2012
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Send Them Home
Dark spirits stuck in first plane
need to be released back to light again.
Many light workers are incarnate here
to add more light to darkness take away fear.
Fetuses souls trapped also from abortions pain
they feel abandoned bring home again.
Help all souls from disaster of 911
assist them in reaching peaceful heaven.
All catastrophes that have struck
tsunami, hurricanes, tornadoes amuck.
Bring lost souls back to source
see etheric bodies take upward course.
Native American Ceremony "Afterlife"
will lead them back to the light.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 11,2012
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Clean Air
If we use gas to pollute the air
we could live in domes that
protect us from the atmosphere.
Ride your bike, walk or use an alternative source—
we have bring Earth's air back on course.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 26,2012
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Precious Gem
Precious gem that shines real bright
sparkling deep in the night.
With your hue of bluish green
and all the rainbow colors in between.
The path to happiness to be redeemed
by opening the heart chakra
in waking and my dreams.
Once open filling my life with laughter and joy
happiness from a toy.
Written by Christina Sunrise on August 28,2012
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How Do We See Ghosts?
I finally did realize
that we see ghosts with our third eye.
That is how we see this other dimension
it is where are thoughts come from without a question.
People see auras which is the light of our souls
most people who have developed their 3rd really do know.
We all can develop our psychic abilities if we concentrate
there is a science now behind it and it is great.
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 9,2012
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