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

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The following script is in connection to a series of conversations entitled ‘Riddle Me That…’ which is due to release at the beginning of 2019.

Inward: Yo, Zoomy!

Zoomy: Yes – Inward?

Inward: Did you get that link I sent you about the changes about to happen on the Internet?

Zoomy: I didn’t notice you sent me anything, when and where did you send it to me?

Inward: About a week ago – I sent it through flatbird.

Zoomy: Nah, I deleted flat bird on my phone – I prefer shookie instead! What was the link about?

Inward: It was a long article, but it really broke down the immediate changes that the Internet will face. The surveillance will expand. “They” will have more access to what you like and monitor what you don’t click. It’s very serious stuff and the article explained how we can’t do much about it. It’s a fascinating read!

Zoomy: I’d love to read that! If you can send it to my email, that would be better! I read my emails often. You know I’m old school! Social media is a drag and I get so many links from various people – I don’t always get time to read it all. I miss NewsPapers where you can read all the local and international news in one good setting. I love the idea of actually turning the page.

Inward: The Newspaper is a fun and classic way of knowing information, but you got to wait longer for it. Plus too much paper can be bad for the environment. I’m glad we can send things instantly inside of a matrix. The future is wireless, yo! I prefer links because of how they are in real time. I like to speed read on the go!

Zoomy: That’s cool but I prefer taking my time to read. I miss the days when you got a new record and you could just pop it on your stereo and sit down to listen to it in one sitting. It created an experience that made you pay more attention to the details. The same goes for reading, I don’t mind reading sometimes on the go but most of the time – people don’t click the full articles. They extrapolate as much as possible form one single headline. “Wife finds man cheating on her with his assistant” You’d think that would tell you all you need to know but if you click the article, you’d find a deeper meaning with the context that a headline just can’t offer. People just see the man cheated and goes throughout their day knowing yet again, men are trash – etc. It’s not the coolest way to learn information. A headline isn’t an article, but people just read it anyway. Everyone is sending links to each other and just want them to read it and respond. But most people don’t even keep up with it because something new happens every day.

Inward: Well, after all of that, I’m not sure if I’ll ever send you anything *laughs jokingly*

Zoomy: Feel free to send me anything you find useful. I prefer a good laugh and something informative though. I could care less about XYZ getting surgery or whom they decide to marry or sensational stories of celebrities. It’s fun to talk about in passing but that’s about it.

Inward: I find celebrities fascinating. I think they are the new gods of the modern time. We look up them. We believe in them. We hold them accountable.

Zoomy: I wish more people hold them accountable but usually people let them get away with anything when their PR teams offer a half-ass apology. Regardless, I could care less about their efforts in this life unless they are contributing to the advancement of society by offering their wealth as a loop for those who need it most.

Inward: Whether you care enough or not they hold so much power and being interested in some of their leisure activities don’t harm anyone.

Zoomy: It doesn’t benefit anyone really either. You only care as much as you want to.

Inward: Touché! But I met you through the internet and that link was as random as the article I sent you on Flatbird! So I’m gonna have to get shookie and send it to you!

Zoomy:Cool!

Look & Book

‪i want a message in the trail‬
‪i need a ship ready to sail‬
‪i want history without the lie‬
‪i need a story with the glory ‬
i want a life with a dizzy rhyme
i need my spirit to fully chime

i got the look for the book‬
‪the eye for the spy‬
a reason for the season

this song is one of ting tong – but the door responds to a different key! i can sing as high as the benevolent opera houses – while dancing in the ghetto street

all of the spectators may follow my feet
they can’t see that i learned the rhythm from the television
through the technicolor movements which professed an inspirational collision
when the beast meets the flower
a growing pain comes knocking at the hour

i got the look for the book‬
‪the eye for the spy‬
a reason for the season

the decadence of a pretender dressed in a preacher‘s gown
this may encourage the witness or detective to drive into town
who’s gonna go to prison or the courthouse after the replication has been made?
after the mirror has been polished from dusty to jade
over and over the lines aren’t fully played

cuz i wanna be the popular tune that encourages pretenders and detectives
i want the clown to wear the preachers gown
i want the stick to satisfy to itch
i want sanity to be a door to poetic discipline

but perhaps my wants and needs are on the blank walls of procrastination?

until then….

i got the look for the book‬
‪the eye for the spy‬
a reason for the season

i got the look for the book‬
‪the eye for the spy‬
a reason for the season

https://soundcloud.com/jestereyesound/look-book

A Sound Proof Destiny

Sometimes life is filled with unpredictable sentences which leave you dumbfounded. No matter how much you read into what is before you, it doesn’t seem to process. The connections make a draw and you’re left with thoughts about things you never knew could be conceived.

Ever talk to someone and then suddenly you got lost because they went on and on about something you never quite – caught up to?

When they just seemed to go on tangents about issues you never knew were issues until they classified them as such?

Ever been caught off guard completely by life and how one reasons with reality?

Ever just burst into laughter because you crossed something in your mind, trapped in some distant part of your imagination – which then created joy and made you laugh?

You can even climb trees in the winter time right after the snow falls.

What you just saw happened (in your mind) can happen and that’s just life answering back at you.

It’s Sound. It comes as proof of some kind of destiny.

Or maybe it just doesn’t make sense?

You can climb a tree at home while not having to go out in the cold after it snows 😀

Take A Listen…

Intimate Realization of Separation Becoming ONE

There was this tragedy that happened on the news in the dream, and everybody knew about it but nobody wanted to talk about it because they were too awkward. It was on the tip of everybody’s tongue but they were all too scared to say anything in case it might offend someone, I guess. I walked into this room full of people awkwardly sitting around and you could just FEEL that they all knew the same thing, but nobody said anything about it – so there was this state of disconnection and I myself felt too awkward to say anything.

Suddenly it dawned on me again how we are all connected, we’re all the same – and that it must be ME that makes the change and it will send ripples throughout the people. I spoke up, and there was an initial state of “shock” that I would speak about such things, but then there was this wave of relief throughout the whole room because it is what everyone ultimately wanted deep inside – they all NEEDED to talk about it, but nobody wanted to bring it up.

Those moments are the most revealing of our individual power – and our state of connection to all beings. One person changes the whole room – or the whole crowd – by a simple movement.

A realization of connection which leads to an action – and soon the barriers are broken, and people remember their place in this code. Upon knowing that we are one – it looks so silly to walk in and to see so many aspects of ourselves hiding behind their persona or being too afraid to speak on something which they KNOW you’re aware of. And then you suddenly click to the fact that those people are a reflection of your own inner fears. The moment you release that fear and SPEAK UP – all of those people magically lose their fear too and then THEY speak up.

It is a ripple effect that starts from within and moves out into the world around us, because as Prince says, “EVERYTHING IS YOU.” (AFFIRMATION III IS SPOKEN THROUGH Charlotte Ann Telepathy)

Change.

It’s the very key to a comedian’s success – you know the way their whole career revolves around simply telling us things that we do in our daily lives – but that we’re too afraid to speak about because we think we’re the only one who does them. The laughter is created by the NEED to release that energy and to feel “hey, we’re all the same, and everybody does the same things, thinks the same thoughts, and feels the same way as me!” and that relief we all feel takes us one step closer to the intimate realization of separation becoming one.

You might not have gone through the same suffering, but you understand suffering from your perspective.

“Ask the Victor ’bout pain and rejection, U think he don’t when he do understand”. (The Sacrifice of Victor – The Love Symbol 1993)

Enthusiasm within yourself creates enthusiasm all around you – depression in yourself makes everyone around you depressed – a smile catches – so BREAK THE ICE with the heat of calculated awareness, and watch the waves ascend!

Fictional Likeliness

The door of fiction transcends the likeness of reality.

Laughter is dressed with an uninvited consequence of surprise.

Victory exists within an untamed instinct – to affirm the burning desire which calls out onto you!

As presence is clarified by the nature of your standing, there is power in the discipline which guides your motion.

Admitting to the discovery that is in your own soul and the drifting days which cause the concurring revelation.

Not being able to spell through the continuance variety – the declarations are spelled out.

Truthfully these papers are written because they announce themselves to me.

They write unto and into me – how glorious is the pin and sin of pivoting rewards!

Casting by the midnight fixation of resting, you are no longer moving in the one.

Such joy and bliss in my heart because of the midnight glistening of sweetly given melodies.

I’m dead and alive.

The received and alienated!

There is a white picture here, but I don’t know if you recognize it?

It’s still here, Only existing by the fiction of the background.

I’ve become very aware of the discovery necessary in my own soul and this month I feel closer to this present reality!

I feel these writings will become a story told of old and new.

The Creatures OF Backward Metamorphosis

It’s not often I wake up with the anticipation to have your arrival AT the front of my window. Being hesitant to interrupt the meeting of intended vibrations, I was very reluctant to even give into the fervent pot of its taste. We all know how it is, to perform ‘manners’ when within a business. We can’t eat without a sense common courtesy in waiting for the other guest. It seems as if the utensils were slowly picked up. My digest reads at the enlargement of your entree.

When the waiter came by my table, she delivered a coy smile, which literally made the butterflies seem to arrange metamorphosis backward. Those caterpillars in my belly stung out the very taste for my food. NOW, that the proposal is laid out on the table, I find myself in joy; as I actually entertain the thoughts of perplexed passion, in an exotic abyss. I’ve been awarded a trophy, but I have never even run the race for a prize. I simply ran because I convinced myself; a monster of annihilation beckoned, my very existence. I’ve never been one to go into the closets of life; I rather become threatened by the horror of those who have the power to conclude my every direction.

I’m simply aware of the coming days of summer, which can linger in the memories of the stories of THOSE OF YOUNG and old. I’m about ready; to scatter those seeds of the matrix on the cracked floors I stand on. NOW, when the door becomes of reach, I am able to turn the knob a little closer to my own codes. I am the only one, who understands the initiation of my beginning and end. Those lines are extremely easy to find out, but when the letter is being written for you, BY SOMEONE else, you begin to wonder why do we write out a plan? Maybe the plan is that a squeal will appear as the premier.

The nature of my flow has now reacquainted; the once shy friend of mine. Friendship has sharpened the sword of revenge. Now, the rain is going to come down. We know, that the very sound of thunder; is not to scare us or intimate us. rather remind us, we were ENLIGHTENED before the sound.

This light never sleeps, it only reveals itself when it’s simply ready to inform you of what is felt. I’ve gained knowledge by the advice of my past, and don’t we all know, those scars and bulges somehow indicate the injury that has been healed? SO, as I ponder through the images of laughter of ecstasy, the sun rises upon the number of clouds which have vanished back into the sea.

Infallible Gestures – Travel To Nola

Given by the immutable realizations of primitive presentations, one has only visualized the actions of physicality. What is already known is spoken by the suggestive mind. When one bears the fruit off of the tree, a voice will command words repeating after growth and intention. (1+1+1 is 3) There is no denial upon the posture of every position of the business. One has become possessed with a silence due to the arrangement of infallible gestures. Being unable to pronounce the poses and significant details of fashion; there is only the undeniable reality of subjective judgment.For a little while.

In the quality of time and definition, there is room for space and acknowledgment of Silence.

I traveled to Nola to BREATHE because virtually everything in Texas had me coughing! I went on a Megabus which I must add is a perfect way to travel for insanely cheap prices! I traveled with my sister and my niece, ROUND-TRIP from Dallas Texas – Houston Texas – New Orleans it cost me around 12 dollars! No Jokes! With Free Wifi, warm atmosphere, and NO Stops! They really give Greyhound a run for their money! I can go into details but I don’t want to get carried away; it was simply a blessing to find out about their site as I purchased the tickets the same day I heard about it. LOL. Imagine how cheap it is if you book in advance! So I went on my way for two weeks! July 13 – July 30!

Being in New Orleans this time felt out of place because I did not have Miss X with me. She was with me this time last year for essentially the whole time! I stayed with my best friend Toi, whose family is my family! They treated me so well, and every day we arose to the horizon of bright and shifting stars!

Every day was fully convinced with a practice of suspense! I never knew what to expect as the random stars collided into a mansion of promises! It’s safe to say I enjoyed everything there and it really enlarged my cheeks! I laughed so much and created memories that will remain forever! “DON’T SAY THAT PASTOR”/ PEOPLE ARE SOMETHING, YOU GOTTA TO WATCH EM’/ SHA NO/MARY HAD A BABY…OOO MY LAWD” So many things I created and resolved

“DON’T SAY THAT PASTOR”/ PEOPLE ARE SOMETHING, YOU GOTTA TO WATCH EM’/ SHA NO/MARY HAD A BABY…OOO MY LAWD” So many things I created and resolved to be there. I can’t count all of the events as they are so large and engulfed with details of information.

The bowl was full with fruition, and it was SUPER!

Being In New Orleans demonstrated on a high scale, the passion and sincerity in the night. I was reminded of the bridge of ordinary and peculiar realizations. I never knew what to expect being there as everything was given a sense of spontaneity on levels I never imagined. Everyday, was eventful and sharpen my understanding of what it meant to be on vacation. I certainly could not breathe just around beauty, it would be more effective to carry myself in the lens of understanding. My stomach craved for more of the time that was soon going to enter another dimension. There was a time, when the shadows of echoed memories, left an innuendo of old practiced ANNOYANCE. I could not seem to grasp the gravity of why things went they way they played out. I heard so many voices, and I never knew exactly the freedom I have been given. I became paranoid at the the mention of stationary living, and I still am. Being in New Orleans brought everything to where I am now.

At the time when I heard the ‘Infallible Gestures’ come to me, I really did not understand the extent of what it meant, because I was possessed with a silence at the time. Now this silence has ceased, and I have realized the unmistakable presence of those things which have remained in motion. I know now, not to share with everyone your business as some may become like the media, leeching to whatever hint, to assume and create reason why they KNOW where you should go and what you should say. These gestures which are authentic are unable to be removed due to their eternal motion. It’s the story of love which convinced me to hold to those things which reasoning has no time for. We can’t reason the cause of anger all of the time, we say its gesture and we often conceive a thought based on it’s life. but truly it’s all a rotational of landscaping.

Summarized Notion of Thought: As the gestures move and speak on a level of love, fully speak to the relation of strategies. Don’t be afraid to use the color from above, extend mercy and follow in the execution of Justice. As the planets come to find themselves of the orbits of your universe, PLANET and write it down so that the lesson may involve itself in your heart. As hesitation creeps in the heart of a suggestion prediction, remind yourself of the one who is love, the one who starts and ends; in the middle of your wonder. Alpha and Omega, knowing in faith and grace we are kept in security!