THE DEFINITION OF INSANITY IS DOING DOING THE SAME THING OVER AND OVER AGAIN EXPECTING DIFIFFERENT RESULTS : ALBERT EINSTINE
EACH OF US IS SOMETHING OF A SCHIZOPHRENIC PERSONALITY TRAGICALLY DIVIDED AGAINST OURSELVES: DR MARTIN LUTHER KING
Mama's Rocking Cradle
To the all babies in an early grave,
Lost little soul, that died at a young age.
Let us be reminded of the ghetto shame
There minds enslaved in links of chains.
In thy father's name, they sometimes pray,
Never really wanting to do as they say....
But in the hood, there are no rules
Only murder that trap, little minds like fools
While the people that make guns, profit from "Tool Of Death"
I wrote this poem...hoping there are a few still left
Mama's Rocking Cradle
To many mothers that buried there children before there time,
While too many black folks allow these genocidal crimes.
Lack of social understanding brought about grim realities,
Never understanding signs of the powers that be....
Within the leadership of our Ghetto Leaders
There is a war going on..right outside America's door.
In hoods all over America
Cradles fallen upon un marked graves,
Bullets replaced lynching the home-born slave.
Where little children are trained by drug king pins,
From victims of chain gangbangers...My ghetto's suffering
Little armies merging into a culture of black society,
Created by anger...Because of anger Eve's children grieve.
Mama's rocking cradle rocks no more,
Because a stray bullet killed her child,
when it passed through the door.
Mama's going to more funerals then ever
Those kids keep dying ..younger and younger
Mothers carrying cradle to grave sites
And undertakers wealth bring so much delight
Mamas rocking cradle
Rocks on like a time clock
As long as that cradle rocking , death, dare not knock,
On doors of our youth because the ghetto devil is hungry
for little black boys souls instead of money.
shots fired!
I guess I was wrong...the clock stop ticking
Another one of our youth gone ,
over hand signs that were conflicting.
Our Mother earths cant bear the pain
Mama's heart was broken
Her cradle doesn’t rock anymore...
All her children are gone!~
Knightshadow Productions
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c/r pending 3/22/2007
All rights reserved
revised2/7/2008
STOP!!!!!!!!!
KILLING THE MESSENGER AND PAYING NO ATTENTION TO THE MESSAGE!!!!
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Pledge to His Queen
She is refined in gifts of gracefulness.
Exquisite and rare, Sheer elegance.
Characterized by delicacy and her fineness
She intensified my inner visions, with simple kindness
My thoughts became modified,
Her words had power to make me realized
My approach was averted, diverted..
I became whipped by her very essences.
Yet in the physical, we never met.
She makes my mind swerve.
And her body wow! What voluptuous curves.
I became precipitous to her challenge
The wage of her attention,
became more then my allowance.
We began to climb perpendicular.
To a status that was Secular.
A Pledge to His Queen
My imagination caused vivid dreams,
Out thoughts of love increase sensitivities.
She treated me like her King,
Understanding all that I grieved.
When we talked, it was as if,
I heard lovebirds in trees.
In the first garden of love called Eve.
Pinching myself. I was awakened from this dream.
From a state of quiescent to activities.
My mind whetted, bestirred aroused
I’ve awaken to tears of a former clown.
A false smile is nothing but a frown upside down.
She became as a unknowing internal reality
With philosophies that emphasizes on spiritual things.
Over material things… I’ve awaken.
Because her presences was stimulating
My soul no longer became as the restless,
When I became breathless, I became deathless.
She took my breath away with every word that proceeded from her lips.
And then she sealed my heart with one divine Kiss.
A Pledge to his Queen.
Flirtatious euphemism or ingenious ruse?
Did I just fall victim to the game called love?
This game with no rules and blues?
My paths askew. As I said these words. I love you for true.
The blissful silences of two souls in love.
Can not deceive nor lead one astray.
My soul never mistakenly claims its own .
Knightshadow Productions
STILLY-ISM
Poetic Fusions
Poetic Fusions, Mirages of Delusions?
When I day dreamed my body steaming in poetic Illusion
Romantic paraphernalia ruminates faith.
Phantasms apparatus, afflatus equates.
My mind muse with poetic, fantasies
The power of words procreate Phantasies.
Like hallucinogens of my psyche,
Elan vital, my mind became the powers of three.
Logical associates became as enemies.
With limited minds, uninvolved their souls grief.
Poetic fusions, awakens inspirations
If poetic words could heal? What a sensation.
Poetic fusions. Is a gift to human relations.
These words of power became my innovations.
The ministry of the mind .
Defined in time lines and dead lines .
People that don’t think for themselves .
Are victims for this mysterious places called hell
If the divine mysterious is never unlock in mental ministries.
Universally. I surpassed, stories of fallen apples from trees.
And serpents tricking this so called EVE.
In gardens that only exist in versions of stories
The sad thing about it, is that many don’t even read .
Mythology, deceives and foot soldiers grieve…
While mans philosophies retrieve
But never creates Love.
The ministries of the mind .
Powerful Ascensions could not become
objects of, adorations or Idols of worship
Activities of my spirituality realities,
Grasped the absolutes of my minds Anti Gravity.
Lifting me up into 7 spiritual levels.
I became as the nature of GOD.
Triple male in attributes,
But taught by the appointed female teacher.
Conscious of every mind
Every Intellect.
Universal intelligence.
The pre requisites of my spirit became limitless
Allowed to endow the mentally infinite.
In these times of Deceit,
Truth became revolutionary
And woman Eve- o lutionary
Offering cure for the sick world we live in.
I became as a Planetary Prince in spirit.
Unlocking the Mysteries of Osiris
Conscious of every mind
Every intellect
Universal intelligence
The dead theory of even the most highly religious
Became powerless to change human characteristic .
We kill thy brother in a selective GODS name
When the only weapon of the Lords is mercy.
Placing out temples in shame. But we pray in Jesus name
Ministries of the mind .
Ministries of God the seven fold
Ministries of God the Supreme.
Let your divine spirit descend loving-kindness
My God please remind us,
Of the mission of mercy and ministries,
Spiritual light and your energies.
Words are nothing without the spirits power
I am born of Spirit, Holy be thy many names.
I am the temple of GOD.
And his spirit dwells in me .
AMENHOTEP
The Blackman Re-loaded
The unity of self hood
These are the twilight zones of intellectual evolutions.
The human paradox
Man is a part of animal nature
But yet is able to transcend above nature
A Blackman Re-loaded = Becoming Spiritualized
A Guardian of destiny.
Fountains of our faith are polluted by the poisons of fear
The springs of joy bitten by the waters of sorrow.
The gladness of anticipations.
Disillusion by bitter reality
We are systematically threaten by sorrows of death.
Phantasms of ignorance = Superstitions.
The psyche and animus spirit of your own likeness.
Innuendo’s of faith, without knowledge of self
We mold our lives with part of the truth, often by coercion
COSMIC LAWS
1) ORDERLY TREND: under this law. We have order in the cosmos, from the Sun to the atoms , and the law of cause and effect.
Thus, there is no “chance” or “accident” in the nature of things.
2) The law of ANALOGY: Under this law, we have correspondence and agreement regarding the various firms of manifestation and when we know “ONE”, we know “ As above . So below”
3) under the Law of Opposites: A thing is and is not. A thing is subjected to change: therefore, it is and it is not at the same time .
All so if we carry opposites things in extremes, They are alike, as in extreme light, we cannot see, or in the extreme darkness we do not see.
4) The Law of SEQUENCE: Under this law , we learn that everything proceeds from something and it is succeeded by something.
5) The law of BALANCE: We find that everything has an opposite: love, hate. Pleasure Pain. As we can see , it requires the opposite to give balance.
6) the Law of CYCLICITY: Every seems to move in circle, but by wisdom and strength of Mind we are able to work the circles into spirals for the purpose of progress and attainment.
DR. CLARK AND MARTIN BERNAL (AUTHOR OF BLACK ATHENA) DEBATE MARY LEFKOWITZ (AUTHOR OF NOT OUT OF AFRICA) AND COLLEAGUE. SUBJECT: THE AFRICAN ORIGINS OF GREEK CULTURE: MYTH OR REALITY
REVELATIONS 3:14
These things says
THE AMEN
THE FAITHFUL
And
TRUE WITNESS
Of The Beginning of the creation of…..
GOD!
AMENHOTEP!!!!!!!
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