Compassion – writing until the pen runs N2 paradise clarity! (by uniform & random means)

Luck & Pray

There’s never one way of praying because prayer is meditative.

Prayer is communication.

We’re all praying whether we give someone: Blessings! Good Vibes! & Best of luck!

Whenever you assure somebody that they got this! When you’re praying for someone – you’re sending out love or at the very least – The best of what can be for them.

Prayer is the hope that your situation can improve. It’s the vibration of a positive evolution to your current state of affairs – It’s a push of optimism without the guarantee that things will develop for the best but a prayerful insight reaches for compassion.

Praying for someone is putting someone in your hearts nest – holding them in your intention like a lover would secure their love in a protective intensity.

Prayer is the indication that some thoughts are reserved just for your benefit and comfort – and with this energy of positivity may every prayer see you through.

*I wrote this for my homie Mr. Ivory Snow – who put this on his latest album Snow. It’s a song about prayer. He produced all the music and finished the album in two weeks! Talk about inspiration!

Hello, Human Being!

Because of this shift in the climate. Let’s be aware of the changes we must make in response to the earth. All around the world, we are experiencing a shift in the atmosphere. There has been an interruption of the patterns that have been in motion for hundreds of years. With the ice caps of glaciers melting, diseases that have existed years prior are now returning back to the surface release back into the ozone.

There’s no conspiracy about these transitions – we all got to come together and bring awareness of what we can do about these life-threatening conditions. If we aren’t willing to bring back the need to have these serious conversations about the shifts in the universe – we will continually lock ourselves to traditional dogma.

There’s no need to limit our understanding when there is unlimited information out there. THIS IS THE AGE OF THE INTERNET. Read a book. Invest in new forms of renewable energy. Become friends with the Sun. Stand with your brother and sisters. Reach out and come together. Don’t be afraid to count the costs.

So much is at stake. Life is at stake, and we are the ones who can something about it.

Y-ME/X (#Graph#)

When the act becomes pathological – it is then easier to carry out falsehood.

Concern begins to diminish and what was once an act of sorrow and remorse is now happiness and comfort.

There is no longer a lingering of turbulence, in fact, my character is unapologetic.

I once reflected like time indefinite.

I tried to catch the glass tiles; before they fell.

Without a smile, I asked if you can turn on the stereo.

I wanted to play this old song, about love.

At one time, I thought it was OK for us to communicate, but we simply have no identification with each other anymore.

It’s no longer that ‘Awkward’ silences which truly make it uncomfortable, rather the remembrance of our structure.

We simply forgot to water the plants that day and now the weeds have choked up the smallest hint of life which existed.

Allowing my alter-ego to take over only seemed justified when you no longer bore my true nature.

I couldn’t be true ‘REAL’ with you because there were too many questions.

No, we didn’t have to agree on everything, but we should not have to fight around the details of something.

The noise of my mask reiterates the gloom and ugly, you desperately ignored in our broken relationship.

Did I forget to tell you my name? My name is Y-Me – it is a name that carefully defines the function behind our pantomimed motives.

Why me?

Because you never liked being responsible for your actions.

You rather me but instead the motive behind me, crouches at your door!

You will have to face it, in the final judgment.

But until then, I leave you a graph, I’ll leave it to you, to measure the axis and right angles.

Perhaps, you’ll define the variables in relation to your ‘X’.

I remember writing this almost a year ago, on the cracks of my relationship with X, and it came back to me, because of a similar manifestation I had recently. A lot of these words could be taken as a bit bitter, but I truly believe the graph will be marked. The house is dissolved, and the skeletons are given a new name!

Hello!

I have come to say hi – to invite you to a place of welcome.

Exactly – I’m your greeting and I’ve come to eat with you to establish a relationship.

I don’t ask you anything but to lavish into you a divine introduction.

My first and last is to benefit and approve of your presence.

There have been times you haven’t grasped onto my embrace.

I rather awkwardly lurk by your doorstep than to knock because you never seem to welcome me.

I, however, welcome you, with a sincere jubilation.

That’s right – I’m sure nuff the affirmation of your most distant desire.

I am excited to see you and my feet rave to the melody of your song.

My desire is to reacquaint with the question of your reactions.

I am hello and I have never known of a goodbye. My first and last is never low; so high!