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Glitter: Littered, Literally!

i’ve been burned by the age of sincerity
treatment glanced in kindness but cast soon n2 a fomented vulgarity
not all plants bloom in prosperity despite our will to train both hands with balanced dexterity
going with your most familiar hand, is guided by a cyclical plan.
“don’t act sh😮cked”

credit to: @mainlymannie

if you did not see it coming, one could ask : if you bothered to look. or read the book? instead you decided to axe!
quite literally choping between reasonable and assumed recognition of suspicion!
or in other words – littering in the street as opposed of putting that said ‘thing’ in it’s designed place
which ever is the case – designation is imperative. this is the marquee narrative : “some things should be thrown away because it’s simply trash.
all the while remembering: anything & anyone that is life sustaining, can be made to splash and re-hash!
whatever may fall, whoever will call and however you ball : depends on which side your ladder is planted against the wall!
when we close our eyes – chapters reveal themselves in silent formation.
without hesitation we become the warning of the morning!
one that repeats an ongoing conversation, full of sensation!
our will bows down to the reaction of prostrated tendencies…
with ‘friends’ like those in the past, who needs enemies? LITERALLY LiTeRrEd was the consequence of forgotten and careless action – ain’t it about time that we take our part in fraction, without any delaying distraction?

This may welcome us to the GLITTER OF AN ANSWER (Throwback n2 July 2016):

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WTM! TOF?

“Those that have an Ear, let them Hear!”

i find it curious, that when folks check in on you, they continue with wonder: “how have you been? what have you been up too? long time no talk too, what’s been happening?” however, those same people can’t / wouldn’t / haven’t – taken anytime to press play to engage in your latest creation.

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if you want the message to relay; indeed all you need to do is press play and LISTEN! (i would really appreciate your feedback / criticisms especially if you make it through the whole thing!

this project was originally released 2 years ago as a written text, featuring 10 chapters with a lot of colorful poetry and allegory. i’ve done the difficult arrangement of writing, editing, and recording it all. There’s no ‘physical’ copy of this book yet because i really want folks to listen as opposed to flipping through the pages and missing something.

Typos notwithstanding, there’s a message! May you get through! Whether through the Angel (😇) or Angle (📐)

Blessings and thank you for everyone that has taken the time! This was done at no cost to you, but if you wish to give a love token and donation :

Cashapp : $gesturegreen

paypal: paradiseclarity@gmail.com

Zelle: jesterants@gmail.com

Wait (Weigh) The Minute! TyPo Or FaiTh? (Fate)

Wait (Weigh) The Minute! TyPo Or FaiTh (Fate)? IS OUT NOW FOR YOUR LISTENING PLEASURE!

This Audio book is the first of which i’ve ever done and the LONGEST project I created , running in at 2 hours and 12 minutes and 40 seconds! it makes sense it would be about the length of a feature film! this is also a project i’ve been working on for the last 5 years. My first book (Paradise Clarity) is a poetry opus of 460 pages conceptualizing the framework behind my writing since 2013.

Whereas, this book is a recorded notion of my past, present, and future. It speaks to the awareness that comes with being balanced about the things that happen to us on in our journey through life.

This book has 3 narrations : First of which is narrated by Balaam’s Don_Key found the scripture in Numbers Chapter 22 wherein Balaam is stopped in his tracks after his donkey ‘BRINGS HIM TO HIS ATTENTION ON WHERE HE IS GOING. ESSENTIALLY, HIS DONKEY MADE A TYPO* OF HIS USUAL FATE. Secondly, it loosely follows the life of Tomson who grew up in a Pentecostal Holiness Church of God in Christ. Much of which is my personal story (alongside with many who’ve had similar experience with the church.) Lastly, this is an audio search, which attempts to explain the reactions of such dispositions of both the Angle and Angel!

May you enjoy and listen in your own time!

Click The Video For Time Stamps!

TABLE CONTENTS (LIST OF CHAPTERS)

INTRODUCTIONS: ANGLES, ANGELS, & THE DON_KEY

ASLEEP // ALARM

(CHAPTER 1: OVER HERE? AIN’T OVER THERE!)

(CHAPTER 2: DIFFERENT LENS, DIFFERENT PENS)

(CHAPTER 3: WORLDS WITHIN THE WORLD)

(CHAPTER 4: TELL HIM YES!)

(CHAPTER 5: TRANSITION OF TRADITION)

(CHAPTER 6: CONGREGATIONAL SONG? ALL
TOGETHER NOW!)

(CHAPTER 7: TITHES AND OBLIGATIONS)

(CHAPTER 8: THE BIBLE BELT)

(CHAPTER 9: TRIPPING ON YOUR TRIP?!)

(CHAPTER 10: ISG_DON_KEYKONG?)

(Acknowledgements & Gratitude)

(INNERVIEW: Writer // Released)

This is a true story, btw!

ELBOW G R E A S E

you gotta work through to abstain the stain!
don’t, elbow refrain! don’t, elbow refrain!

when the smudge fudge is far too tough to LIBERATE – jolt yo’ joints to make the path STRAIGHT!

release yourself from the grit that has spit itself in your FACE – work with the strength guided by the essence of GRACE!

you gotta work through to abstain the stain!
don’t, elbow refrain! don’t, elbow refrain!

you may have to get on your KNEES – cuz spraying disinfectant when too close will make you SNEEZE!

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it’s funky when you kick it joint to joint!

SCRUB it UNTIL it FADES AWAY!
SAW it UNTIL it CLAWS ASTRAY!

RUB it THROUGH UNTIL – it CAN NO LONGER SIT STILL!

FIRE it OUT BEFORE – it BEGINS TO FEEL AS A CHORE !

you gotta work through to abstain the stain!
don’t, elbow refrain! don’t, elbow refrain!

lEfT to write ! right to READ! brush to break a part the fat & GREED! UP & DOWN, side to sLiDe – foam through the mix and gLiDe!

take a lease on the GrEaSe – and work to ReLeAsE with no will to ever CeAsE – sauce your elbows and keep the pEaCe !

YOU GOTTA PUT ON SOME ELBOW GREASE!

P L A N T I N U M ZOO

corporations and OLIGARCHS.
disperse @ the government’s HILL.
begging for a bailout?
STILL!
what was invested is now at a LOST.
dows plummeting, stocks crashing, and all concern for workers – TOSSED!
without a people capable and allowed to SHOP.
their wrecking ball is doomed to fall with a boiling DROP.
gluttons like these – thrive off of protecting the interests of those belonging to the CLUB.
touching any and every surface, our hands should be joined with soap and water in a constant 34 second SCRUB!
to get rid of all of the filth, and germ that comes from their multi-faceted LIE!
they don’t represent the people but they do want us to BUY AND BUY!
this is merely corporatism featured on a marquee of cartoon sciolism!
knowledge like this, proves sluggish and SUPERFICIAL.
for it dares not to concern itself on any matter outside of the profit JUDICIAL.

(profits over people! profits over people! profits over people!) {is the message they exclaim}

the “leaders of the free world” – attempts not, to remind people of this freedom.
instead they downplay the circumstance of real time desperation!
didn’t you hear them say – business as usual in 14 days?!
WE GOT TO GET BACK ROLLING! 
TV RATINGS AND CENSUS NUMBERS ARE STILL POLLING!
THE DICE IS ON ICE !
THRILLS FOR THE BILLS! 
HONEY BUT WITHOUT THE MONEY! 
MARKETS MAY BE CRASHING, BUT THEY WANT YOUR LABOR TO BE LASHING, AND STEADILY CASHING!
they dump billions and trillions for leisure SPORT!
the team-mates, janitors, and audience don’t even own a stake in the COURT!
these frauds deal with mafia stained HANDS!
they handle not with care but with a germ BANDS!
by signing into law – flame throwing missiles dripped in sanctions – it’s all TERRIBLE!
while remaining grotesque, fallacious, and absurd – I could only wish this was a J.C. PARABLE!
ha, but alas – two factions of one party – operating together to protect the business CLASS!!
they’ve already kicked some serious ASS!
& they don’t FLINCH an INCH to give anyone a basic safety NET!
to them we are the captured ones and are the real THREAT!
to them: we are the animals in the PEN!
except, this pen has no PAPER!
no windows, ink, or VAPOR!
do you happen to need GAS?
Well, I’m pretty sure the government will PASS!
for they only give us the CRUMBS!
they acknowledge not the ghettos or SLUMS!
with a thick boot cuffed against our NECKS!
they scoff at the idea of cutting anyone CHECKS!
which forces many to scramble and HAUNT!
this will leave many famished, desperate and GAUNT!
this liquid is clogged and chunky, unwilling to STRAIN.
now the people are forced to rally against the GRAIN!
only to return back to empty grocery AISLES!
remembering and never forgetting the SMILES, which where traded in, for lengthy troublesome MILES!
for we are dealing with misfortune and a HEADACHE!
some of us are coughing and can’t catch a BREAK!
tv propaganda paired with real time DANGER AND PANIC!
the ghost of misery has formed into an animalized MANIC!
we are witnessing a unprecedented MONSTROSITY!
we’ve welcomed a world of new and furloughed PAUCITY!
now we’re all trapped SHUT!
*I for one* am looking to burn down the empire of the GLUT!
although, locked in a CAGE!
featuring bird mentality and all the RAGE,
As for the red, white, and BLUE?
didn’t you get the CLUE?!
HAHA – this is a PLATINUM ZOO !

ME + YOU = STEW

It ain’t just me. It’s you too, which is enough to make a stew! So here’s what we’re gonna do! We shall cut from the fattest part. I must make sure that it’s not a delayed start. For I aim to rock the people on the dance floor!!!

I’m the DJ – I play a tune correspondent to vibration. The beat sounds like this –

It’s not meaning to be rude but they already judged you before you sat next to them. I saw you from a mile away and it made me stray.

Society has evolved in such a way where no one desires to be wrong. We have the burning need to be right, so much that we never appreciate why we were wrong. A recall of our mistakes leads us in a honest direction. We can then learn how to pick up the pieces.

Think of a student walking into a classroom for the first time only a half-hour late. They may think their classmates are judging them without merit.

You can’t always tell what people are thinking. Sometimes you may get a glimpse of their thoughts through body language. Look at their faces !

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Daisy had on a yellow shirt and it made her look like a block of cheese.

I didn’t tell her though because I feared she would take offense to my cheesy comment.

Mark had on a spotty brown shirt, which made him look like a cousin to dirt.

Does that make it an even bet, that Mark is looking at me along with Daisy?

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Where does the river of technicolor paranoia lead? Are we all missing and dissing each other? Are our thoughts leading up the street and around the corner to nowhere?

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…

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It’s all leading somewhere. When you see the interconnection between all of nothing and everything. There is great confusion in what is and what isn’t.

It would appear that most concepts have an agenda. There’s a code to unlock and an order to follow. Like a stew that makes due out of everything collected.

Me & You? Yeah we got work to do!

Asleep // Alarm

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

Jagrati: WAKE UP!

Gramercy: Wait, for what? It’s only 7:00! I got a couple more zzz’s.

Jagrati: There’s a lot to do! Best start early – if you get up now, you won’t have to regret it later! Now Get up! The clock is ticking!

Gramercy: That’s just the thing tho. I didn’t set this alarm and my sleep time is set differently. I don’t respond by such algorithms and determinations. My body is still snuggled between the sheets and my brain is powered in a REM state, so I’ll keep on
resting.

Jagrati: How long shall you snooze me to your heart’s content? Will you ever be ready to face the sound or only when you decide to designate time?

Gramercy: *Clicks to snooze button*

Jagrati: *fades into slowly while progressively getting louDER!!!* Wake up! I’m the reminder of the time! I don’t aim to be embraced- just acknowledged.

Gramercy: Alright, now is the time. I’m ready but first I must get dressed for the day.

Jagrati: Therefore, you should set me early, so you have all proper time to get all your essentials done and out of the way with! By the time you finish eating your breakfast, beating your meat, and checking your phone – about an hour and a half has already passed! You only get so much time to handle your business. Start by following a specific pattern and be a disciple of this set discipline. You won’t regret it!

Gramercy: Then I’ll be like a robot always doing the same shit repeatedly.

Jagrati: Your entire species is built on the same ridiculous concept of existence. IT IS WHAT IT IS.

Gramercy: What about sleep? Don’t I deserve sleep?

Jagrati: Yes but no more than others do. You sleep too much which may be an indication of depression which is a very serious medical condition. You may not be depressed. You may just enjoy it very much because you dream every night. If the dream is more convincing than waking life – you are likely depressed.

Gramercy: So, because I love going to sleep and not waking up to you – I’m clinically depressed?

Jagrati: I said you may be depressed – I’m not saying you are. Seeing as you wake up late and snooze alarms whenever you see fit. I don’t see why you even bother to wake up whenever and ditch the idea of putting me on in the first place?

Gramercy: You’re right. I should just sleep and wake up whenever I feel like it. I don’t suppose setting the time makes a slight difference if I’m going to do what I want to do. *laughs inwardly*

Jagrati: Exactly, although you do realize that humans must have some sort of structure and order to their day otherwise everybody will be late. Which is why setting me up and abiding by my rule is better for everyone involved. After all, don’t you have something to do?

Gramercy: We all have something to do, I’m just not necessarily punctual about getting work done at a specific time. I have just accepted that I’m later to most things lol

Jagrati: You can simply blame it on the ailments of life, a schedule glitch, or the dreams that make you wanna sleep forever, it matters none. I’m here to help you get back on pace.

Gramercy: I’ll stay on sleeping, I’m tired of waking up all the time. Do you realize how paralyzing existence can be? All the bullshit and bills. It never stops and even if I wake up early to get my day started according to the system – the bullshit and bills will be waiting for me with open arms! I ain’t got the time for the dialogue. My sleep is my monologue and I refuse to be bothered by the semantics of the daily grind. I’m gonna keep on sleeping until forced to arrive at the conclusion- life is more than this.

Jagrati: The average human being sleeps about 1/3 of their life. Essentially 26 years of your life is spent sleeping…then you die. There’s no coming back when you clock out. So much to do, don’t you want to engage the various levels of the day?

Gramacy: *snores, zzzz, zzz*

Jagrati: I won’t ever shut up despite your snores!!!

*Fades while simultaneously snoring and alarm beeps*

Gramacy: !!Oh Shit, it’s 5:00 o’Clock!!!

 

Destination: Splash Utopia

“Paradise is fiction to the hearts without enchanted flash.

The riddle of movement and flow begins at the sound of the splash.”

AND NOW THERE’S DESSERT #2 – Splash Utopia served by Jeremy Garner who handles all the music and production. I love this track because of the guitar and the changes in this song! Jeremy is one of the most underrated musicians, I’ve had the pleasure to work with. He sent this song to me and blew my head off. I hope you do enjoy!

 

https://soundcloud.com/jestereyesound/splash-utopia-ft-jeremy-garner

Remember – On YouTube is where to find me and Jeremy Garner’s Latest Collaborations!

Thoroughly: Engulfing Through

This is a part of the main course meal on August Feels Like Wednesday. The music that goes alongside with this poetry was prepared with by the incomparable Mr.Ivory Snow!

He did his thing in the kitchen to ensure a savory and flavor full experience along with two other songs that will be heard when the album drops! His talent and ear still astound me to this day! He actually just released a new album entitled Snow not long ago! Check out his Bandcamp page and consider purchasing his work! (You can also stream his album everywhere!) In the age where there is so much being released from various people – we can do our part in calling attention to those who are doing the damn thing!

I am entirely thankful for all of those who have helped me remaster and remix this album in a new light. It goes a long way and I’m entirely thankful that you now have the opportunity to listen!

“Like the button is taken through the tunnel of the needle to fasten it down, we go through in and out, back to front, side to side.”

We’re all just trying to engulf through but we got to get out shit together.

https://soundcloud.com/jestereyesound/engulfing-through

Adore


/*/ I made this video 7 years ago. I was inspired by the doors ahead. What it would mean if I nervously or anxiously opened the door ahead of me. A mystery is what answers what’s beyond the door, you’ll only know if you turn. Dreams are meant to help you connect the random dots of the day. /*/

“If we could all do it because it was easy, then we’d all do it.”

Would we all do it, tho? Some do it because it’s hard – the very nature of it being hard providing motivation for the heart. There’s a growing need to do what’s written. You can only do what is written by writing it down.

Doing your To Do Lists. I’ve gotten back to carrying index cards and writing in my ‘To Do Journal.’ (Much respect to Siju, for reminding me of such tasks) There’s a lot of work to do, so best have a list to help narrow what’s important and what can wait. Cuz let’s face it: A lot of what we do on the daily bases can wait. Procrastination is seen as a toxic nuisance but it has the tendency to work with the creation of more important things.

Time Management is crucial but has the tendency to be a pain in the ass, only because it highlights the underdog prioritizing what’s relevant. Narrowing the obese just enough to fit in your jeans.

The relationship we have with time is crucial in how we function with it. It doesn’t have to be against us when we commit to showing up on time. We owe this to our goals by aligning in time with them. Look at all of your opportunities as being found behind the doors of life.

The door is already complete. All you have to do is turn the knob and enter in. No one is stopping you from entering except YOU. The strength of your turn depends on the will you have to pursue what’s in front of you.

The idea of a door is to manifest the seeds that have been planted. You can only do this the moment you let go and take the chance. What’s stopping you? Capital? Contacts? Maybe you haven’t met the right people who have the resources to make it happen. They are other roadblocks which show up through hesitation by feeling afraid to fail. The embarrassment and the lost may seem too far to deal with.

Trust me when I say: YOU CAN HANDLE IT! It won’t all return to you void. You might cry a bit. Be broke for a while. End up lost with no compass on where to go. Close to suffering. Reaching for your last breath. *I ain’t said this shit would be enjoyable.* Quite honestly we fret often because of what losing means. Prepare to be lost. Being lost is not only an adventure but a direction to other places.

Doors prepare us for what is ahead and we’re reminded by all of the forces before us to Be Willing. Willing to open the door to what suits the unexpected. Take the risk of the mystery to which I say:

Adore ! Adore! Open it up! Slowly or with confidence!

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.

The Siren Language

When I wake up from my slumber the sounds are loud and they rumble within my ears. I must meet the day for life has served me some demands. It ain’t like I can sleep in and snooze the clock this time. Those days are gone. If I really wanna make a difference – I got to be about the noise and learn just how well those sound decibels ring.

Sometimes I feel like I can’t even hear myself. I’m going deaf at the noise and I can’t let it go. I’m the one to blame for even as the environment has chosen me, I subject myself to the noise. It’s like being in a stadium filled with crowds cheering. Who’s team would silence be on? If I took the pledge to not say anything until I was awakened – would that make a difference in the game?

It seems we can only muster a small difference if we want to see a big change. We can all take small steps to a vision while having a large heart of ambition. We are all doing something to respond to the noise. A loud conviction is set to awaken a belief inside. We are the messengers of sound – hoping to say something that’ll make somebody listen. Not all of us are listening but the alarms give us the feeling.

I’m having to learn the siren language. The frequency of alarms in which life reminds me to keep up with objectives. Promises that have been made are expected to be kept in spite of the timing of the alarm. The lights are as good as flash signals. As they pulsate in connection with the sounds, my ears vibrate.

I can offer no excuses as to why I did not complete what was already promised in my intent. When you claim you want something, you got to work to get it. The noise is to awaken you from your supposed slumber. Get to business in spite of the vibrations in your sphere.

Trembling noises are setting fire to my tongue, begging me to learn again. It’s like hearing a new language being spoken to you all the time. You might be able to decipher a few words but everything in between is foreign. It’s not always easier committing to learning a new language.

Swedish is my newest language to understand. It’s not necessarily easy and while it shares a resemblance to English the pronunciation isn’t as slippery. Meaning the words don’t flow as cool as I’m used to. Words get caught in between my southern dialect. Swedish is more like sandpaper with deep vibrations as an accent. I have to train myself to talk slower and as if I have mucus in the back of my throat. (This ain’t easy, B)

There’s more to language than just Speaking, Listening (Understanding), and Writing (knowing when to use certain characters in the top of the alphabet. It’s a process and the sirens have been going off for a while in my head.

The siren language teaches me all sounds can be understood if by paying enough attention. It will cost me several frustrations and slurs but with proper listening – I can awaken without disruption. I can’t slack tho. EVERYDAY. I MUST practice. That’s the biggest gripe with it. I have to surround myself with something new and leave no room to slack.

I’ve been blessed with a partner that speaks Swedish among other languages which will make these sirens a bit more durable. (Thanks, Baby Girl <3) Submitting to what I don’t know – to learn. To grow. To not be so stubborn when it comes to learning. I’m working on it – it’s just I need to work a bit harder so my brain can take it all in. Until then….

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BTW: I’d hardly call this new Project from The MJ Estate NEW – all of these tracks have been released. If you wanna give us a project feature something never before seen. Something really new, otherwise along with learning Swedish this project is another siren in my ear! 😀

THE TRIGGERED GENERATION

Hell Yeah, we’re Triggered.

It’s 2017 and everybody I know gets Triggered. It’s on some ASMR type of flow. Are you seeing the same shit I’m seeing?

Maybe you haven’t been aware of the plethora of ways in which trauma can be unlocked – but let me tell you: The box and key are always engaged in some kind of slippery slope of twists and turns.

Have you been living underneath a rock or something?

Every and anything can be triggering!

What’s funny about it – is that it doesn’t take much really. We’re constantly forced to deal with things and a lot of those things have childhood triggers we don’t understand yet.

Upon sudden contact – Bing!

We’re then pushed in the wrestling ring by the beast we haven’t fully seen.

Anytime I smell its fragrance – It gets a little bit closer to defeating me. I’m PRESSED because I can’t predict when my next collapse will take place?

It’s on the television. It’s on my phone. In the classroom. At work. With my family. With friends that I hang out with. I have no idea what I’m gonna see or what I hear and how this may trigger me wherever I happen to be.

Triggers are invisible forces that I can’t seem to protect myself from.

No warning. No map for closure. My anxiety is constantly multiplying because of various triggers.

These are close to home reminders that are not so easy to run away from.

I heard somebody say “Our generation should just get a grip and not be so loose on our emotions when they run through us like a flame.” I’m just laughing at that cuz IF we could pick and choose what triggered us, we wouldn’t be so damn triggered.

While we can’t control how they come, I suppose we understand those triggers. We can begin to learn how to unpack some of those various traumas.

Identifying them can be hard work tho – but it’s our responsibility.

Are we the Triggered Generation? I’d say Hell Yeah! But people long before us have had these triggers.

We’re just a bit more aware of the impact they have and there’s comfort in knowing – we ain’t all alone in this.

This piece is for my friend Loxten, which will be used for his future project.

The Uniformed and Random!

Yesterday, I made a quarter. 25. (2+5=7) // Which is the number that has been a prominent one in my life. There’s a wealth of relation and research done for the number seven and how it connects to an array of different elements of life, death, dreams, and nightmares. Simply put, Seven for me – is a definition for a recurring reason. Seven is an algorithm of reaching the most out of the creative expansion.

Time follows us everywhere we go. We can’t escape it as it follows our direction and counts our steps. You would think all of us understand numbers because of their universal relation. However, we relate to numbers differently. They don’t always quantify what we qualify in the measures of calculation.

The dichotomy here in The Uniformed and The Random is that one is scattered and all over the place while the other follows the flow of character. My artistic statement about this is one of unity.

In the days leading up to my birthday – I noticed some changes. I started to think about what that number (25) meant and how others will perceive what I am doing in life. The expectations I must set for myself and the plan to get to my objectives matter to me. Most importantly, they will matter to other people.

4 The World

I get this a lot. People wanna know // How do you do that? How do you get to go there or get that? We know money is a like a candle in a dark room. Money is like a flame. While it burns the room giving it illumination and direction – It can also burn the same room and house with it. You need it but too much of it has the potential to destroy and rebuke progress. It has the power to consume to the core. YET – a dollar always spends and with enough digits, you can get work done.  The work is unique to everyone in this world.

I believe we all need access to proper tools to help us live a life. Not everyone is capable of working and that’s OK. You shouldn’t have to work to survive anyway, but eh – Capitalism.  However, we are all capable of sharing with the world our ‘Thing’ whatever that thing is. Getting to the nerve of it – can make one a bit crazy. It’s never easy when one is committed to making a change in the element of their thrill. I love to write, but so does many other people in the world. Some authors become best-sellers,  while others have a plethora of books most of the world has not even heard of or have access to.

The key to this is to find clarity as the days continue on. I think we all start off Random and as the days go on we are Uniformed. Random is when the elements are the same only scattered. Eyes are extended on my left arm. Head extended on my right arm. Eyeballs are now my hands. Properties are in places that are deranged. Elements of life are all over the place but in line with the true character of each element – just in different and random places.

Keep doing the work tho, whether you feel Random or Uniformed. Even if you are all over the place, people still get you if you come with a clear intention. What I’ve also noticed – and what may very well be a Life Hack:

People tend to notice things they are looking for and once they don’t find it (or do), ignore everything else.

So if you want to slip something past someone, a lie (I don’t recommend it), or something that ain’t yours, make sure they catch you on something that doesn’t matter, and they won’t even notice what is it that you were really hiding. You’ll notice it and if you got anxiety, you’ll reveal your own trick.

Whether Random or Uniformed – Like an embryo that grows, slowly through time – formation is created. Limb by limb what’s sticky eventually sticks.

 

Cycles Understood Within

Cycles are uninformed occurrences bound within a pattern. Think about the Moon and how much its cycles actually affect, the motions of the sea.

There are particular algorithms and repetitions that takes place. Often without announcement or guidance – we end up in the same place we were before. At HIGHER frequencies, we can tune into something that passed us before, only now our perspective is further developed than before.

I’m starting to understand the cycles within and around me and how they relate to actual demonstration. There seems to be a pull that is a rapture to my movement.

To achieve, to manifest, and to actually exercise means I must accept the fleeting yet all too powerful MOMENT. Seizing the great lecture, that comes with opportunity. Doors are mysterious because they each allow access to a different domain. What happens when you got several doors and you can only pick one?

Every door that closes, another one opens…strange, but true – let’s see what U can do?

– Prince

I can go to the other door. I’m not out of luck, the odds are always in my favor. Whichever I decision I make, will change the course of my journey entirely, and that’s ultimately OK.

Whichever I decision I make, will change the course of my journey entirely, and that’s ultimately OK.

Some may call me an over analyzed optimist. I see the good, even if it’s at the end. Even in extreme situations. I tend to always look at an eternal perspective, which is always redeemed in good. “It’s ALL Good Tho!” IT IS WHAT IT IS”

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^^ You know what I’m thinking? That even though my situation is frustrating, even though I feel helpless and I’m drowning in a sense of loneliness, It’s ALL Good.

It is good, and its relation to me, rests on my abilities to receive it. Surrendering my fears in exchange for the allowance. Allowing my vulnerabilities to be exposed, means answering why I did it in the first place.

All The Goodwill ultimately return to me, so put in WORK and See the change. Become what you want to manifest. The more I put in action, and invest in brighter days, they are due to come at sudden moments.

Cycles understood within and around me are understood deeper when I put in the work necessary to achieve manifestation. Seeds are sown.

Access Within Local Community!

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What really inspired me about this picture is how community building at our fingertips. I saw it in a local magazine. Even the cartoon figures; as they build the letters. In your local communities, you have access to resources that can help you.

Recently I got a library card and the exhilaration that came with this card excites me.

Books, DVDs, CDs, etc. We have these tools at our access with no fee.

Free Entertainment to explore. Bored? Go to the library for access to hidden and public dimensions. So much to see!

It blows me away to know all of the different points of study in America.

I think of those without the privilege to study and how we’ve been given enough to share. Sharing knowledge and passing along books shouldn’t be a pass time.

Education is important. Self-building through your local community.

Invited Concerns

 

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This week, I had my share of invited concerns due to unilateral wonders but this is how life begins again. I finished my first full week at work today and what I learned is that; making 300+ calls can’t be that bad. Now, being hung up isn’t the nicest feeling, but the predictability of its nature becomes second nature. “Hi, who would I be able to speak to about an ad for ‘X’ high school?” The start of the script is the hardest, because if you loose the beginning, the middle, and the end has no structure. I have worked all my life, and for the most part, I know that working Manuel labor is only for an odd job. Lifting crazy weights and allowing the sweat the drop from your eyebrow is not the ideal sense of occupation for me.

I am all about communication and even if calling these numbers, dance in repetition – it’s pretty obvious this position is in my niche! I know where I am and this field will work well for me. I work with all women and being the only man in a room full of women, makes no difference. The people are nice but for the most part, we are all concerned about pitching calls so that businesses purchase some products for the school.

Now that I have returned to the workforce, my communication has become shrunk to pieces of a letter I intend on writing. All of my codes are welcomed into the system because I have to start somewhere right? Also, as Miss X famously would declare: “MONEY IN DA BANK”! God, knows I need the money, and since the check won’t be disappointing its worth the calls and early mornings. The mornings are the worst part, but I did not realize how much those energy boosters work! Without energy, I am dissolved to very little.  Haha…I need the RUSH!

The mornings are the worst part but I did not realize how much those energy boosters work! Without energy, I am dissolved to very little.

I have turned into scripts made of ache and change and that is a part of life. CHANGES, CHANGES, CHANGES!

Dismissed=iPhone 4, makes communication so much more difficult. I am a social junkie, and while I don’t like spending hours upon mentions on the internet, it was nice to have a load of information in your hands. BUT I’m having to go without for a while, which won’t be too long, but using a keyboarded phone isn’t the worst. It’s just an adjustment for a time, and these are only some of the details of vacancy.

As many things crashed. I was accelerated with emotion knowing my favorite Aunt passed away. I am going to dedicate a blog to her passing after she is buried, as it is too heavy for me to acknowledge at this moment. I feel a sense of relief just releasing some of these inhibitions, one thing that is for certain: Weekends have totally different meanings when you are working and when you spend your time following a flow. Hence, why I am up and alive due to the awakening of some of these invited concerns!

Summarized Notion For Thought: You should not feel like a radio, programming the stations that frequent the waves! Who wants to tune in then? Regardless of sensitive letters and tones of frustration; we are tracked by our respect and mutual understanding!

Allowed Space For You (X)

One wonders where does time actually go if one doesn’t manage its existence. I’ve said this before, but I’ll say it again! Time is really nonexistent. Time is a tool we use because it helps manages what we (Those Of Us On Earth) do with our day, but it really is eternal. Time goes on and on, its nature is given by a timeless creator; one that exists outside of space. Nevertheless, Time gives us space. AND whether space is going to be a few lines or many of them, why NOT Blog detailing out some events that pass throughout my day as often as I can.

Word To Miss X: You awaken me into the fullest closet of your decoration, as I wander the many textures, colors, and styles within your wardrobe. I realize the fashion belongs to trademark liken to me! You really don’t know how much I miss you and miss us together functioning on whatever program is given to us.I know the day is coming, where both of our ‘Ghosts’ will die AND on this day; we’ll both cry because we both together will arise on the Blue sky!

Summarized Notion For Thought: While lies, do not have ANY power in contrast to the TRUTH. The faith and assurance that one has in these lies are surprisingly hurtful when held so closely. Sometimes, you really wonder how one can ‘Naturally’ summarize actions without a proper formula or heart of consideration. Some things are really left better unsaid until some sense of understanding is reached.

Mathematical Designs Of Detail

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“A person without self-control is like a city with broken-down walls.” – Proverbs 25:28

It’s really important to listen and measure what is said due to the intention behind what is being said. This is easy to understand when love and respect are given to two people who are aware of the affairs of their intentions. I sometimes RAISE my voice when I feel I have been misunderstood or disrespected, and this should never be the case. I remember speaking on the mediation of silence, how it functions in the productive heart. I will begin to meditate on silence and the understanding of grace by feeding on levels of respect. The variations of what is known in the world, are as colorful as the cultures of the world. We won’t get anywhere screaming and not taking into account the taste we have when something lands on your tongue.

Looking into the backward actions which set forth the steps of the present display a crooked path. I can look back at some of my mistakes due to the state of mind I had and literally surprise myself at the levels I stood on. I look back and can really say: ” I’m not where I want to be, but thank God, I am not where I use to be”. I’ve learned to live my life with no regrets, but I have also learned that the derived actions of neglect came due to a misunderstanding. I have remarked to myself the conversations of some of these things; to be united with the wisdom of now.

In the brilliant spaces of conversation; the fullness of visions and dreams can possibly trap themselves in the nest of wonder. The webs of detail are arranged in a mathematical molding. The icons of the mediums of television have warmed itself on the willing minds that have watched. The whole delivery of ambition is given the power of the visual which has taken over the world, that has become terrifying for me.

I have become a friend of the working class and now am going to make money. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT??? Money is only a promissory note of a private corporation. It is not backed by anything of value. The entire economy is based around the juggling of ‘I O U’ notes; which only exists because we have allowed a private corporation, to take over the money supply, which has allowed the national debt to exist! AND this is a debt that can never be repaid; at this point. So we are using notes that won’t pay for the national debt to owe other personal bills own to us. BUT HEY – SO be it, There is nothing new under the sun!

I am glad to have this peace and transcendence as it blesses and encourages me in times of neglect. The words of cursing have vanished as blessings.

Summarized Notion For Thought: The gospel is NOT good news at all; ‘IF’ it is potentially based. Once again, the good news is hardly good, when everything lives and speaks the language of ‘IF’. The truth is Truth regardless IF you believe it. Truth by definition excludes.Regardless of your position on the effect, the cause bears true due to its nature.

Warehouse Blues (The Go)

Since I have been working, my fingers have been in a progressive attack just to gain some respective cash! I never thought I would work in a Warehouse, but I have met such good friends and they made waking up at 5:00AM in the morning worth my sleepless doubts. At one time – All I did was put stickers on boxes. For pretty much all day for 8 hours (With the exception of lunch break and me foolin’ around!

My daily routine was as follows: Make A Box – Tape The Box Together – Put The Colgate Toothpaste Inside – Tape It Back – And Put It On The Pallet!

Sounds easy, doesn’t it? WELL It was, very clean cut, and when you’re making jokes and having good times with your friends, time is pretty much non-existent. That job lasted for exactly a month. It was a temporary to hire job and the ‘Colgate Project’ is NOW over. It ended May 4,2012, but I thought ‘Bigger & Brighter Things’ were ahead. After I got my check, my manager called me and 2 of my co-workers out and asked if we would be willing to partake in another job. I was a bit apprehensive seeing as I have developed good friendships with my other co-workers.

But I had to agree, because I need the money and instead of waking up at 5:00AM; I would wake up at 2:00PM, but seeing as it’s a full-time job, that meant I would get out at 10:00PM. I just started getting familiar to waking up early, and the only complaint I had at the other job is waking up so early. It was easy breezy.

It was such a chill job! The boss was very funny, and we constantly laughed and had conversation worthy of mention. Everyone was nice, The job was so easy, and while it was HEAVILY repetitive, and you already knew what to do when you got there…It never really played against the movement of waking up. I would do anything to get it back.

BECAUSE today marked the day; I started this NEW ‘Temp To Hire Job’ AND it was CHAOS!

It was my first day and the manager expected me to be at a fast pace as all of the other workers. It was so much to remember, and when I asked questions, it seemed sinful. He was a very nice guy, but his expectations were far too high for it being my first day. I did almost 6 jobs in one job. 😀

I worked UP a black sweat!! My work outfit has never been so stained…with sweat and dirt…

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I recited the same statement so many times. “I am not working here, I am going to QUIT”. I am not one to quit, especially a job that I really need. BUT my progress was rebuked constantly and going from place to place, just put so much burden on me. I had to lift 20-40 boxes at such a rate that really perplexed my strength. Alas, Myself along with the other 2 co-workers decided to leave the job. EVEN, when I woke up, I predicted and sensed a feeling of hesitation. It just seemed crazy, and I was right!

There are other jobs out there, and I know my work will be met by a glorious new chapter!

There is a work in many other aspects of my life and I feel the work that exists is a preparation for another business to be seen.

Summarized Notion For Thought: When you awaken to the progressive complaint, that requests a faster pace, opposing to your own motion of detail. Go along and DO the work. When the sweat soaks your outfit, and the management outbursts their own calling. Smile and act as if their notions will qualify you as a good worker. But once you CLOCK OUT; Say: Revolution Time Has Come TODAY – Because It Took A Rebuked Face To See The Same Decay; Like The Chocolate Of WONKA, In The Sun They’ll Melt Away, But As Far Me..I’ll Laugh & Go Into The Mountains Where The Waters Flow..Back To The Rivers Of ‘The Go’. (I’m Gone)