EvErYwHeRe n’ EvErYtHiNg

this writing has scheduled me captive
a release of this feeling, caging me adaptive :
to all of the colors of misery left to display.
(you can expect nursery rhymes, idioms, and fantasy – hooray!)
these tones and fixtures dressing my shadows are compromised by a flaunting spark.
it flickers like a flame 
but the accountancy checks, marks?
are signed by a fraudulent name!
to what end does this despair carry?
unspoken abbreviations which can no longer tarry…
the marriage of the dichotomy between liquid and gas
prompts offspring of the physical and spiritual heir to come to past.

 

everywhere, n’ everything started to sing
people, places, n’ ideas, signaled a RING!
a chance to be answered by sweaty and out of breath dancers – fancying the occasion, to respond to this decadent persuasion. in which all NOUNS had to recite their lines, up beat, crushed, & entwined !

but,
instead of facing the consequences truly,
their cowardice became unruly.
outside of the inside and around the down and found – traveling at a speed where their nebula can reach before the flashlight could click. 
right before, my feet met slick
like an x – rated flick
now there’s a drip
providing a spiral confession
wherein this tale reads as my succession
everybody readily ‘revels’ at the bounce.
a party filled with jello and colorful hellos.
it would be seen as circumstantial- to not undress and dismantle.
so here’s to the cutting – right to the chase – windows perplexed and mirrors gone to waste. 
a price of vanity, is an impending transaction.
these muscular trophies, have been attained through repetitive tension.
filled with cyclical-calendar-commitments-reimbursing-the-worked out-pension.
here are a few, (commitments) which make due :
turtles n’ gloves.
rubrics n; doves. 
magic and mind.
candy at influx with rhyme. 
calories and added fat. mistakes and cute cats. soothing the reminder of yesteryear, reminding very clear as to what it means to be free.
a collective university
wherein the masses accompany 
– in struggle and in harmony!

for..

many are displaced.
figuring out what caused their mind to go ace. stricken from the eyespassionate lullabies.
tread with light feet.
colorful slides? mesmerized!
roasted junctions in heat as the sun turns to direction of the west
a light recurs to test!
a bedazzling agent provocateur,
inviting lace scented webs stringed to allure.

shall i continue or go on?
back when, n’ again…

everywhere, n’ everything started to sing
people, places, n’ ideas, signaled a THING!

singing tunes of the clown and a smile that became a frown!
not all answers went down.
some went around.
others came to only fly.
i could try.
but i can’t explain the withering refrain

for..

the pedigree of my registry
left me aligned with a succulent pleasantry 
i’m hungry cuz my motions have been left starved
as structures became carved
medicine was then pulverized
to escape the large n’ embodied surprise 
cuz that pill? was built ill!

everywhere, n’ everything started to sing
people, places, n’ ideas, signaled a RING!

SYSTEMUMBLES

as evident by my recordings, and videos – i am still seeking to unlock the code of ‘SysteMumbles’. i came up with the term systemumbles to define the occasional stream of the stammering / stuttering way back in 2012. i found it fascinating, how words often got lost in the sauce of my mouth.  I come from a heritage of black people in the south that would often murmur words in between sentences. (anyone that talks to me regularly can vouch for this! hahah ) everybody in the south pretty much got it but being in Sweden at the time – most people around me had no clue what I was saying. hence when I created this concept piece to represent how I felt annoyed and embarrassed by fumbling on words while speaking.

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the original conception of system mumbles, i created back in 2012

SysteMumbles is very well the audible ghost of the stutter. when the mumble in the system begins to crumble; a sadness is painted on the face of shutdown. the desire to achieve understanding (paradise clarity) is begged to be arrived, by words trapped in the mind. they seem unable to reach the mouth unless they trip on another word that was not intended to be spoken. when this happens, in a live setting / there’s not much you can do but correct the misplaced word and breathe accordingly.

“THE TOKENS HAVE ALL FELL OVER INTO A SHALLOW CREEK – AS OUR POCKETS WERE FULL, WE COULD HARDLY SPEAK. BLESSED BE THE STAGGERING MOTIONS OF THE SEA – FOR WOE WAS ME, NO LONGER THEE – FOR WE HAVE FOUND THE KEY!”

i find it hilariously ironic, that this very line is the one i stumbled on. my pockets were not full but i still found myself unable to speak the right word i was looking for.

within the real time equation of public speaking, some words can’t help but get trapped and rearranged. however, most people don’t process and are unaware of systemumbles – it doesn’t make the experience less embarrassing or awkward however. (WHEN YOU LOOK BACK YOU CAN SEE OBVIOUSLY THE INDICATION OF A STUTTERING) WHICH IS OK! We’re HUE_MAN after all and such is a natural thing to occur.

there’s a lot to be said; about those that develop a consistent practice to be the best at what they do. the sagaciousness of the GREATS are what inspire me to give my greatest performance.

“STUDY THE GREATS AND BECOME GREATER.” is what Michael Jackson expressed often. One way the greats attempted to be sharper; is that they watched and recorded themselves nearly every chance they got. Kobe Bryant and Prince both shared a practice i’m sure many belonging to their pedigree embody. they constantly watched themselves while practicing and performing. to be fair, this isn’t unusual in the realm of sports. coaches often want to plan ahead and by seeing the result of a missed move – you know not to miss again the same way.

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We can still GET THERE! maybe the word will jump out as an antonym instead of a cinnamon? i mean synonym! or did I say crunch?- i was going for the munch!

if we dare to orchestrate and recite line/ by / line / before hand what is it, we wish to bring to the table – we may find what serves the will of our decision to speak. So – next time you find yourself fumbling, stumbling, and crumbling – you can blame it on having a bad case of systemumbles!

A.T.S.S. (Gifs And Stats)

BACK TO YELLOW! 

I’ve remastered various videos and will have them re-released this month. The funny thing about this is that most people haven’t even seen these videos so they are basically new videos that have never seen the light of day. When I look back at the numbers of my content, I’m underwhelmed about how many people never ever watched them. 😀 That’s OK though, the internet always provides a room for you. Even if discovered years later! 😀

I asked my friend Unicole to write down her thoughts on Gifs and Stats and she did an incredible job conveying this message. Check out her message here!

Lemme show you what I learned. Hold up! See! Now according to this study – you can actually be wrong and right at different times.
Ain’t That Some Shit?!

When the unexpected becomes the reality beyond your ability to see it in the near distance. When it rains on your picnic! Ain’t That Some Shit?

The ones who were supposed loose, end up winning by a landslide! Ain’t That Some Shit?

The fitness trainer eating healthy decided to cut out meat and dairy but was still eating fatty snacks and sugary treats and end up having health problems because of it. Ain’t That Some Shit?

No matter how much you study and practice, if you don’t memorize the basics, you can still fail. Ain’t That Some Shit?

We live our life talking to one another unable to see ourselves, however, people can see us and what we look like. Ain’t That Some Shit?

By invalidating emotions but granting hardcore facts, we risk losing proper interpretations of both. Ain’t That Some Shit?

If you ever had to say “Ain’t That Some Shit” at any point, please share with me! 😀