Welcome to my mind, the reminder of reality. It will take God and the Devil to make friends for someone to the challenge me. Beyond cocky, obnoxious even, but humbled by a dead leaf, im amongst the wolves, those who swarm the dead meat. My edge has crunbled, im standing in the rubbish called lies, i have torn the bridges down that made passage for so called tides. As I rise, surpassing galaxies with my fantasies, rave and rant at stars for no reason.....damn. Imagination's truth, its not hope the youth killed, its the ability to teach, and that is the utlimate level of deep. Behead the weak basically, so the mistakes made get judged as achievement,thats the reason the wealthy have become the decent. What if snitching were considered treason? And death was really the penalty, how can a man not remember what was learned in elementary? Destined to centuries of false love and life, the truth would shock the world, lke hearing there wasnt a christ.(yup!)Im the voice, the reason, the striking of the nerve, if you want to hear more, just say the word....and i got you.
My Testimony Am i a man? its not a question of maturity...its to the heavens, because i question am i hear from something more than just a destiny. Not a prophet, but a watcher, an overseer with no slave ambitions, things happen i saw before, dejavu they say its coincidence. I know more than i studied for, unexplained explainations for the theories, myths, and rhetorical, it was a joke but i was told i was like the oracle. Falsely loved throughout my time, so mine is hard to find, meaning love, it appears in certain seasons. Every tears weighs a ton, like other daughters and sons sent their pain, from graves, all through the vine withholding grapes. In my physical, nothing like this is mentioned, mainly written just because they'll either think I'm crazy or wont get it. Seeing I was an accident, my life couldnt have been practiced, they cant make movie about me, no one can act it,this isnt my confidence, this is in between the lines of the letters within the Bible chapters, that the people chant, i really wont speak on that. Im at a crossroad, lost inside my thoughts but conscious, to be honest i have so many plans, so much yet to accomplish. In my box outside the box, i see the shots that people take, the leaders are the reason no one is real, faces show fake. Its routine and most people dont think for themselves, thats why they dont know we wont leave the earth when we go to hell. To end my latest testimony, i hope to bless the phonys, just let em feel me, the real me, something the net doesnt let you see. Beyond a picture or an internet phrase, or opinion....my ending will judge me, as my thoughts become wealth, im not asking for you to love me. Just listen..........
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Can I live? Can i just do me? Why must they try to bring me down, these thieving cowards, nameless in this occasion. Left a temorary abrasion my heart but its ok. Its funny, I remember you borrowed money, so many times, for the bills, lets be real, i basically own your crib. Since i let you underneath my ribs, there was something that wouldnt give, until i finally put my fingertip on it, the performance was a self-esteem issue, nothing can be done on your own so you needed ya team with you. And that was us...dumb phucks, stickin to you, close even did some scandalous business with you. but then they came to get you, hit you abstruction, all of sudden evrybody get abducted. You was trusted, wasnt no oath, but the code is written in the blood, at least i thought it was, to think, so many times you brought it up. Why must I suffer cuz you messed up? why do you want me as you are? why cant i be a ghost to you, and be known from a far? i dont want to be acknowledged, not by you, nor those like you, its crazy cuz.....i actually liked you. my ace, my round, my nigga, my nerve, now i cant see no more, cuz itll go beyond words. I say this on this page becuz its been said to the face, a friend is only a friend til he reveals the snake....remain loyal.....people die for less.....
Love With no Season A gloomy day in the fall i was awe when i seen her, normally its like whatever but she switched my demeanor. i had to meet her, greeted her with a mellow hello, looking like the sun the had nothing to do with the fact she wore yellow. we agreed to have lunch, my heart jumped, shes pocahontas, nautral beauty, damn near made me want to be honest...lol but honestly it was different the voice on the phone trinadadian....i came into this as one but i was glad to be her man. but the history wasnt made easily, we went through winter with some trials, so revelations came into the scene. and the spring, the phone rings on her end, its me, with my apologies and hers we were back, but nothng differed. we bickered through the summer, love hate flickered like candle light, then she disappeared in the fall, i didnt handle it right. despite the words, time passed and the feelings remained, three falls later i was astonished to hear my phone ring. this time it her with apologies as i go back into awe, my speechless notion as poured out all her deepest emotions. this morning i woke up, and breathed the freshest air in years, i made a vow not to go back but i feel a broken promse is near. all this time....not together, and really for no reason, im living proof that love just doesnt have a season.
To know me is to love the unknown, to cherish mystery and find a heart to call home. There is a zone in the lines and letters where i live, in an atmosphere of no tears, merely celebration, without fears. My revelation is reality's genesis, the primitive lost their innocence due to the stupidity of administration. My penetration into the mind opens a gate of truth, something in which was misconstrued while there was forced silence in the roots. Temptation is the reason that an evil can be good, the consequences are endless, and the guidlines are misunderstood. To blame placement for lack of success is a cop-out and a shame, to rise is up to you, embracing yourself beyond a name. In order to get the big picture, you must first have a frame, you must be open minded, and willing to accept change. Whoever came before me, will never feell my passion, those after have to choice to be apart of my chapter. I have mastered my sanity, spoken with vanity, danced with the devil and walked with God, except for dying, you can say I have done it all. At the end of my speech which is now, I only pray the mind has a new space, for more of the unknown, which is the most non-embraced.
Sometimes i find myself lost in my own mind. Listening to the words, which make music to pass the time. I climb into a hybernation, with my eyes wide open, I figure I`m tired of hoping and ready for my final level of growing. The weed make me feel like I`m slowing down and drowning, but the truth is, its my surroundings women trickin and men clowning. Have you ever frowned and smiled at the same time and felt normal? Well the devil at its finest, he came dressed in red, formal. Spiritually, this is a porno, not sex, but being fucced by an invisible finger, the principles linger, but the ears close due to untrustworthy teachers. Its like God has tweezers, poking us politely with massive pain, then puts then tweezers away and lets the sun shine through the rain. There was this one time i complained, about life and almost lost mine, the best of what could be a friend, showed me that love is ultimately a lie. the eyes can watch way more than it can see, my dream is to let for the world`s mirro to one day reflect me.
A corrupted mind only sets the soul up for rejection, the golden gates is a place that the deserved hardly make. A mistake is supposed a be a lesson, once learned it should be forgotten, but some can`t be forgiven, the reason is just within. A prison is only a prison if you keep yourself there, the body may be there, but the mind should be elsewhere. If you stare at something you wanted to see it, but if you`re not supposed to, please just lave quick. Confusion may come from the poetry before you, but dont look for this to make sense, just think of it as, its for you. Cuz the adorable are only precious to those less than them, once the head swells, I hope God blesses them. The message is, not everything is what it seems, a nightmare has way more significance than a dream. Its not what you know, its what you belive cuz if you knew everything there would be no need for Jesus. A wish upon a star is far from pointless, for the same reason that there is true health delivered everytime a joint is lit. The point of this is simple, to take the mind away from the simple, to clear the heart of fears, and prepare the mindfor the temple. This will be continued, I hope you fill this, or you`ll be lost on my next speech, the Don has spoken.....
They say a criminal is only a criminal if he gets caught, for the simple fact crimes pays, depending on how you were taught. If you fought, and you won, it really doesn`t mean a thing, `fore there is someone out there who should also be called a king. What makes a thug, what makes a %#&@$!? They both make each other because they both need more. In a game where points aren`t scored but made, nobody knows love, nobody know how much heat lies inthe flame. Is it really a shame, that we as people face death early? Or is it a shame, that Jesus made us all worldly? The feeling after disposing of liquor is similar to the sensation after being saved, the sad part of it is, liquor is the only one being craved. Am I amazed? No, not anything man does, just because, the truest statement of all is nobody`s perfect. My cirucuits pump the hood throughout my veins and capalaries, so thats why you recieve the real, and I dont have to worry. The scariest part of death is knowing ahead of time what you`ll be leaving, if its a question then best believe, it would be a better sleep. A peep, a whisper, a tone, and then silence, if people learned the last one there would be less violence. An island is what i seek to own, nobody along with me..because if I had to choose to somebody to die with, it`d be me.....
How could I trust you? when you cant trust yourself. you sit and consemplate how to decieve those who give you help. if not that, its like you show the world a face you dont know, you say you thats its love, but you dont know how far love goes. the mirror reveals the truth that you run away from, you are you and no one else, so you think about yourself. But why? when so many eyes look to yours for a guide, its basically like a suicide, giving up before its time. In life you live it up but its more like a crime, you find yourself alone in search for your precious prime. Which is never to come, at least to those who are dumb, its there just take time to relax and take care. God watches all but you feel like he doesnt watch you, like he didnt give birth but adopted you. This is honest food, for thought. Caught up in N-A-U-G-H-T and Y? Becasue you`ve only reacted to what you`ve seen with belief in your eyes. A closed mind goes no where, no one is prepared we must imprevise, then emphasize what we been said at least ten times. I find myself really feeling different, the instance after my entrance, my temperature decreases, its like i`m missing to who`s watching and listening. But this is no conceit, this is me composing a beat, and explosing a little of me once again using my pen.....now go back again and tell me if you couldnt say this to a friend...lol
WHY WOMEN ARE HOES......pay attention. why feel so disrespected? i think you should take in this message, it may come to be what i would like to think of as a blessing. a man only says it because its the truth, now....let me stop beating around the bush and explain it to you. see all women have it in them, just cuz you dont share with the world, one incident with one man can make you that type of girl. and most you of admit off top, saying "im a freak just with my man" so one already knows how if he becomes that, he will see it. you women are too sensitive, by nature of course, you can be proud, and be a woman, but let nature take its course. so whether tramp or %#&@$!, or anything of the sort, what you should say to that man is "not for you" instead of resort to....cussing and what not, cuz when you show it he'll be frozen, roses and poetry....are you going with me? take it not as an insult, just something all wont get to cherish the right night with the right man, hoeing will get you marriage. i just think outside the box when it comes to little things, cuz in the end they all turn out to have little meaning. you made an acronym for %#&@$!, well let me give you this, if you're a hoe its cuz you are the H-holder O-of E-essence. damn.......
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