Aspiring musician. So listen.

Hey Mama
Kanye West / Late Registration

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With both of my eyes closed,

My third opens.

It leads me out of my own nature,

Out of my own existence.


The void.

The cross-sectionals

Of those who were lead by divine nature.

Whether through love or bloodhsed,

It does not matter at this point.

Born from the unquenchable thirst of ambition.

Yet subtle enough, to maintain the infant like mindset.


You might not understand this,

and that is perfectly O.K.

Luckily for me,

That same divine nature

Has lead me to one who is showing me the way.

He told me

"You have to speak plainly in order to grab them,

Then once they are in your grasp.

Submerge them.”

noun: penumbra; plural noun: penumbrae; plural noun: penumbras
  1. 1.
    the partially shaded outer region of the shadow cast by an opaque object.
      the shadow cast by the earth or moon over an area experiencing a partial eclipse.
      the less dark outer part of a sunspot, surrounding the dark core.
mid 17th cent.: modern Latin, from Latin paene ‘almost’ + umbra ‘shadow.
The beginning of a Legend.

The beginning of a Legend.

“You have to stop believing that you need other people’s permission to be okay with yourself. That however you do or don’t align with what other people value determines your worth. That however the world does or doesn’t show you kindness is a direct reflection of how much you deserve it. You have to be kind to yourself. Even, and probably most especially, when it seems least deserved.”
— Brianna Wiest, You Have To Be Kindest To Yourself When It Seems Least Deserved  (via thatkindofwoman)

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That young man.

Bobby Womack. 

This song is wonderful.



The African Holocaust has lasted for over 500 years totaling up too 800 million death’s up till now and increasing compared to the Jewish Holocaust which lasted about 12 years totaling only a few million death’s. African’s, men and woman have been tortured, raped, murdered and killed in the worst humanely way’s possible. What’s done to them and continue to be done to them is the worst tragedy throughout history.
How can people who have built the greatest civilization, be reduce to such rubbish in a matter off millenniums. The African people’s pain will be there greatest strength to rise back up again in the future and claim there God given right to live as they shall on this planet.

Europeans or white people have glorified themselves over the horrors the horrors that they have created for black people. They live off the wealth and systems that there grand parent’s and great grand parent’s have left of them to prolong there savagery.
  It’s vital that the black man understand the conditions that people have created for them and that he continues to create for himself 

Never forget.

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Awh, Little Bass gawds

but the beat bangs tho.

Frank Sinatra

My mental capability

Rated P for potentially

Potent verses,

Nurse a hershy kid

Rid him from a hungry hearse.

Willy wonka’s father

Happened to be racist

Facist bigot mason

Illusions to keep him safe

Gun racks stacked

Under their laces

Keeping darkies in their places

Face it

We even built the sky

Put the sun in high places

So the melatonin lacking cronies

Burned all in their faces

In the day,

In the shade

They cannot get away

Till the sun goes down

The freaks come out to play

Where the goodies go away

And the hoodies wanna stay

Never know who’s packing

Spartan, martian, Taurus.

Nigga tryna plex,we flex.

But it ain’t no Trayvon Martin.

I’m tired of backing down

So I must be here to stay

Till the blade slash my veins

And the blood goes away.

Ever looked in the vein’s

Of a black man’s race

Niggas died throughout time

But the pride is the same.

You gotta be down to ride.

Fight for niggas who dying.

His-story’s progress

But it never seems to stay

So I’m sayin this to racist

You niggas in low places

Learn our histories mysteries

Stop trusting what books say.

Gotta find your own lane,

Gotta find your own name,

Let God take the wheel

Click the seatbelt then pray.

I just wanna live

I ain’t ready to decay.

I just wanna live

I ain’t ready to decay.

Wanna be great

What I can I say

Can I be frank?

Makin that bank?


US Marine Training / Meanwhile in Russia


US Marine Training / Meanwhile in Russia

Re-reading the path

What do you do


spoken words

become meaningless


Draining the meaning

Of all of the meaning


Why do lips


With eyes

ripe with contradiction

What the body makes up for,

With portions

of the mind missing.

Didn’t the mind

think through,

Didn’t the mind

search for the truth.

Could the mind

unlock its own box,

To find

the fountain of the youth.

Could all

of the schooling

in the world,

Break through,

My own,

habits and contradictions


Linens with superstition


Christen the pigs in blankets.


Blank emotion and face too.

So can we try to replace

The face,


For a lost cause.

The relative judges

Will judge me

Drudgingly dragging my feet


The same boxcar

That Einstein’s relative’s were on.

One slip,

Germany would have had an atom bomb.

One more event,

And it could just be the last straw,

That breaks your back,

And forces you to back track through your thoughts.