Most of yall think you enlightened cause you read some good writing,

i held my tongue long enough but the anger is still biting,

the darkness of the world earns no lighting,

cirque du soleil, my thirst was frightening,

kicked to the curb in my search for my worth,

no ID, excuses wouldn’t work,

treat me like jerk for feeling some type of way about this idiot manager looking over my shirt,

when your fucked up ego is really on the only reason you work, 

vatican gold loafers juxtapose the cheese and church.

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Israel uses paranoia to dictate global policy, labeling the recent deal reached between the US and Iran as a “historic mistake”. Seems to me Israel is trying to fan the flames. But why? O I don’t know, perhaps to perpetuate its expansionist fascism by spreading its borders across the region?

wiley-coyote

 

#Iran #UnitedStates #Palestine #MiddleEast #ApartheidState

Searching for the inner me. Almost there. Praying,


Searching for the inner me. Almost there. Praying, at least, that I am almost there. I can smell it, in the air. Really.

too many thoughts on my mind feeling doubtful,too


too many thoughts on my mind feeling doubtful,

too many people in my circle still without you,

all i hear is voices creeping into my soul,

eating me a live and never letting go,

what would you if you didn’t have a choice,

let alone the courage to spit half your voice,

sometimes I wonder why I get like this,

asking questions never gets you shit,

this life is horses and hoes running around laughing about,

people say things they know nothing about,

i have a hatred deeply embedded,

but this art pardon my humor I’m indebted,

my whole life is a debt, I owe everybody,

If God made bank tellers I must be their monopoly,

What do I if I’m closed and shut out,

My mind just gives out, I got nothing to get out,

Blind people and my mind won’t let me,

Step up to the plate smoke weed and get with it,

It’s time to take over the game and show these people what I am,

I believe a lot of stupid shit,

now I’m losing it, grip, confusing it with things I don’t usually get,

Listen, I’m tired,

Dripping wet, lackluster, I need inspiration,

Some real shit, from the soul of the impatient,

I been wasted, writing rhymes on thin pavement,

Live basic, get hated, live high and de-bated,

Fuck.


I am not sure if today is meant to be the way it is. If it is, it is extremely strange. This is not the mind state I thought was me, but what I have come to find is that my freedom I miss — the freedom which I was intended to have. Living at home has become burdensome but I understand the timing. I understand it all, I am just hoping that it will unfold correctly. I am with my good friend and musical partner today and it is reminding me of our youth, when all we’d do is spend time together, make music, and enjoy life. That is me. Once the money comes things will be more stable. That is just a cold fact, though it really isn’t that cold if you look at it the right way. Money is not a bad thing, unless of course you don’t like to help society with it at all. Money is a good thing. It allows us to have the freedom to enjoy ourselves and to be a part of a functioning system. As for justice, that is something I’ll never abandon or forget. I can’t. It’s my purpose. I need my happiness and my economy before it all though. May it all fall together seamlessly. 

One Love


It’s crazy how much our bodies, our souls, and our minds hate being forced to do what they don’t want. Why does this love forcing us into slavery? Why are so many people content with it? They aren’t. They are just in denial. It’s too much pride, but the suffering is supposed to make that diminish. I don’t know. All I know is that my soul is reaching for something I cannot deny it. One Love. One God.