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tRiP

y’all ever met anyone that starts everything with a negation? it’s a tRiP!

it’s always nah, nope, and no with them. “you know eye see your point truly, but i don’t think it’s just that.” i think i know where you’re getting at, but i’d argue : it could be that too but i don’t think it’s JUST that. even if you’re not saying that, it’s also implied that this is the situation. i don’t know where you’re getting at but i am saying no. it ain’t just that. from what you just replied, nah…i’ll say this :

there’s truly a lot to be sad about when you take the tRiP to read and pay attention to the things around you. there’s indeed a tRiP in every day experiences. for the masses of humanity, we are experiencing deep pain via global oppression by capitalism, imperialism, and patriarchy. most of us are too shy to talk about the deep pains we experience in our lives, because for 1) we are socialized to individualize our problems and remain in our own vacuums . 2) being told that we should not burden anyone with our personal misfortunes. 3) Pull yourself up by your own bootstraps and don’t talk about things that make us uncomfortable. However, it is when we take the initiative to be willing to struggle with folks that brings about respect and dignity.

IT’S JUST OUR PAIN!!!

it’s the actual pain that keeps us attentive as to why we are alive. one of my favorite lyrics that often goes through my head is “tears and rain are all the same, the only way to win this game – is to let everybody play and share the ball.” – Lavaux

Not enough pain is being shared and that’s definitely part of the problem. Tripping over various dips on the surface and below. There’s certainly a cause and effect. A relationship exists between the ‘hear’ and ‘there’ and this is ultimately everywhere! looking into the reasons while acknowledging the passing seasons.

dedicated to all the tRiPs and DiPs sent to make us sLiP…

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GRACEFUL AUXILIARIES

WATCH NOW – FOR POETRY – READ LATER FOR REASONS EXPLAINED

I don’t have the words unless they’re served in a poetic embodiment.  para//els are everywhere and this whole world is encoded in specific detailed signatures which make up the overall mosaic. I write because it’s freeing to me. it opens doors much like smiles do – illuminating me in ways I never knew possible.

 

“For as prismatic radiance walks up the stairs, to decorate a room loaded with white paint.

Think not of the colors which will remain or those that will taint.

The light from this smile redistributes energy – formerly unknown to me.

For now the twinkle in your eyes has flourished the withering tree.

Forever I see, the reasons that smiles have come to be!

-Some Smiles 

 

I have written many poems as articles of declarations to myself and to those that listen. I dig acronyms, palindromes, and abbreviations. When one can dress a sentence with the right amount of adjectives, my minds really gets to racing. What is Uniformly Known – can be faced for what it truly is. When the truth is naked in the streets – it is the very lion that roars in the wilderness of your heart.

Pounding at your very chest, and sneaking upon you, at the service of your fortitude. Courageously facing the natural trials set upon your eyes, the fastening of ‘The Word’ became applied to you. Now in the woe of remembrance; these selective slices of infinity, uniformly seek position. As they line up each accordingly by their weight and height; they become a mass company, each individual speaking the same language of action.

This Poetry night was freeing me. I want to thank The lovely women at Rituals who extended this chance to speak my words. I am use to recording on my own without an audience. This was a reminder to me especially as I watch back of this recording – the importance of BREATHING! 😀

As I prepared to commit to memory my own writing I became suddenly aware, how much symbolism means to me. I find that words carry meaning differently through time. In the poem “Paradise Clarity” I remember writing that in search of my own discovery of illumination. The idea of being warmed up by clear results – always fascinated me and created a space where utopian livelihood could be experienced. Whenever something is made clear and known – even if it takes a little space – it always seems worth it.

IN SPITE OF MY WISH TO BECOME CLEAR. I HAVE OFTEN HEARD HOW MY WORDS ARE TOO COMPLEX. THAT I’D BENEFIT BY BREAKING DOWN THE TISSUE SO THAT ONE CAN USE IT TO WEEP. PEOPLE ARE LOOKING FOR ANSWERS! NOT MORE PROJECTIONS. WHERE ARE THE BASICS? THE VAST DEFINITIONS OF CENTRAL POINTS, ARE LOST WITH MEANINGLESS RAMBLES. WHY CARE FOR DETAILS AND ANOREXIC PRINCIPLES? (they make up the mosaic)

I reach to the lowest of lows; ripping the guts out of machinery. Is it  my pleasure to rip the insides of everything to only display them in seemingly embarrassing manifestations? *very often* What makes my writing such a driven force of complexity? Those who have considered me dense believe my density is almost as desperate as the obesity I walk over.

How obtuse is this formula; to speak a whole lot of everything under a whole sense of nothing but absurdity. Where is my highest crescendo? Because the decibels are about as high as the vocabulary I wish to make sense of. These words are not hard to grasp and the connection is not unable. These poems are graceful auxiliaries. They aid in understanding this complex world around me.

My comprehension of this  grace; intelligently creates the deepest mystery. My heart is enveloped into the way they have helped processed reality! I am motivated to this service as it have granted me access! While in my marvels; the purest of joy stirs in my belly! As the lights signal affirmations of my path, my soul laughs with wonder! It’s all HA ha! these drops fall upon me and it aids the root of wherein I am planted. These auxiliaries of blessings; have surrounded and persuaded me of our dance together. This dance of celebration and never ending serenades.

WE ARE ALL GETTING THERE! THOSE THAT WISH TO FOLLOW THE WIND – COME ALONG! THE YEAR IS 20/20 – VISIONS ALL CLEAR!

 

 

DON’T RUSH

031919 DRR

running?
if you are gonna run to get there: make sure you don’t rush. as to not flush your energy and your sound mind. think of staying hydrated, for you are using way more energy. you gonna need way more energy in return! make sure your muscles are not tense and your body is well exercised. stay in tune with what kind of shoes you are wearing, you don’t want to run on an empty soul.

walking?
if you are gonna walk to get there: make sure your comfortable. stride with a strut of direction. yield to the flow of traffic. walk rhymes with talk. these two things working together is what promotes a healthy slide. the slide can become more smooth when given bounce. before you know it, the walk and talk – becomes a dance.

dancing?
if you are gonna dance to get there: follow with the flow of the melody or get loose without a care to who or what is around. *this may mean rubbernecking and eyes in influx…if you gonna step on some toes, you may get a biscuit and side piece of who knows?*

whose in the better position to open the door? all of us. at any point in our search for meaning, some roads take longer and some mean more work and attention. when all is said and done – we’re all turning the knob. Some may break the door down all together without consideration of looking for the key.

YOU MAY GET SOME MONEY.

YOU MAY BE BLOWN UP.

YOU MAY MEET LUXURY.

THE DESIGN OF WHAT’S NEXT MEANS…

D O
N O T
R U S H

just blush.

kiss the s p a c e between white and plush.

don’t fuss.

argue not with a desire to win.

plant your seeds with a confident grin.

find the time.

for destiny awaits you even when your rhyme is broken.

lost visions but found dreams can still be your token.

Knot For, Width

As a unit, we can tie the knot. Things are expanding in width so harnessing the edges are crucial at this point. If we keep on walking the way we are – the more our shoes become untied.

This is why a perfect knot must be made. It’s not my ego talking when I say “I don’t work for you – I’m working with you.” If I was working for you, the knot would constantly come loose.

You can’t-do what I do and I can’t-do what you can do.Therefore, I am working with you. As a team, we are expanding width.

It can be hard to say something more when our silence speaks volumes. Silence is indeed a weapon, one that doesn’t wield predictable swaying. Somebody can talk until the roof is torn down while someone else decides they rather stay silent.

When the two of us are in the same room – tasting our own orbits – spiraling in our own lands: why is it one then stumbles on the realization that the other can’t swim? If one of us could teach, the other would then have to understand. The length of our distance is not too far but our width must be measured properly.

Don’t you hate it when your pants sag to the ground?! Constantly having to pull them up because they’re not quite fit. I suppose if you lost a little weight, it’s a pleasant surprise the first time. It would only be a matter of time until you’d need a belt, tho.

Pulling up the extra slack so that like your shoes – they’d be tied down to you.

I’m saying something clever – whimsical enough to paint what’s invisible in clear sight. I’m careful as to not paint with too wide of a brush. I don’t want to miss the edges and the fine details which make up the mosaic. It’s the details that make the difference – especially from afar.

Whenever I bring meaning – I must also accept losing what was aimed to tie me up. The purpose of a knot is to negate what is loose.

Picture it like this: Whenever you tie a knot – you want the strength of your pull to be strong enough to last. (At least to keep up from steady making a knot repeatedly) If your shoes come untied, chances are you didn’t do it tight enough. We do what we do for comfortable walking.

In summary:

Two become one. A hundred becomes one. A thousand becomes one. A million becomes one. All become one unit. It’s no longer just one but a complete team. KNOT FOR BUT WIDTH.