The Immortal Wize

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Smoke

The Core Of Being Wize

don't let the simulation frustrate you "it's only a simulation" don't let the simulation depress you "it's only a simulation" don't let the simulation get to you "it's only a simulation" like a vibration is a stimulation like a condition is a stipulation a simulation is a man made creation a man made situation an advanced civilization using powerful technology to create a false sense of reality realizing it's only a simulation is the key to unlock ancient philosophy and spiritual concepts aimed at achieving happiness and flourishing through difficult opposing views spiritual exercises and meditation promotes self control and transforms one's soul to a greater dimension did I mention "it's only a simulation harvesting energy attempting to take back Prometheus act of empathy man think he can touch the sun can he we soon shall see it takes forbidden knowledge to challenge the interworking and manipulation of what is "only a simulation"

Unpacking Damaged Goods

I been under attack since I left the sack if I could talk my first words would have been put me back I would've been a runaway at birth if I could walk my first day on earth the best move I made is when I moved away I realized the longer I stayed was a big mistake I decided to work on my craft and create space to reduce the pressure lift the weight weighing me down the spirit of obligation making me feel obligated after all we are related that explanation statement and action taken is the reason my heart is broken I can only be open to strangers I can't get emotional support from those I love with all my heart it's a numbness I can't explain when I talk to God I complain I ask God to explain why trying to be positive the cause of so much pain why is there so much quarrel in the family trait how did my cousin walk away with everything my grandparents built and her name isn't even on the family quilt I have the right to be uptight when something don't sit right why should I get bit ...

Universalize

I marvel at the first generational curse I broke when I wrote "Hear Me" on a sticky note to denote I am the voice of those who suffer in silence I'm on assignment to weather the storm regardless of the climate change I'm different you can call me strange I went from knowing nothing to knowing things beneficial enough to sustain after the rain came down left a flood behind searching the night sky for a sign that's when the stars started to align

A Point Of Tension

if a synonym for kin is allied then why am I in between a war on both sides if united is a synonym for allied then why is my kinsmanship a great divide if kinsmanship signifies a deep bond than why aren't we close knit why isn't my lineage my kindred my nearest my dearest if another word for cousin is cohort than why is my cousin not my comrade if "blood is thicker than water" then my bloodline is definitely a clot a knot a problem a complicated issue friction confusion obstruction blockage preventing a smooth flow of communication difficulty in resolution not a easy fix imagine an eternal cycle of psychotic energy gone viral instead of the unbreakable permanent union it should be it has me in a dysfunctional hold that's hard to mentally and emotionally escape

It Takes More Than A Beat (01072026)

it takes courage to love it takes vulnerability to love it takes emotional strength to love you have to open yourself up despite potential pain forgiving and choosing to see the good in someone even if it's difficult to do especially when continuing to love after you been hurt willing to be open and seen even with the risk of experiencing the same finding the strength to choose love and keep trying especially in the wake of a heartbreak when your heart still aches the capacity to persevere and grow through suffering is the kind of heroism that's hard to imagine love is not just a feeling it's a action that takes time attention and conscious effort not just passion some of us fall in love some of us leap some of us learn how to love more wisely and establish healthy boundaries

I Leaves (01042026)

I do not take me for granted I

I m not alone on this planet I

I am sad because I

I feel bad because I

I walk too fast I

I have much to ask I

I hit salvia I went sideways I

I fell in the floor I

I saw things I never seen I

I feel like I'm in space I

I inside the moon I

I bright balloon I

I coming back soon I

I something's happening I

I trapped in a capsule I

I use like a drug I

I sitting still I

I homemade chair I

I in Dubai I see thru sky I

I stars blind my eyes I

I camel walk I

I hear donkey talk I

I occultist of oculist I

I see I see I see I

Hush The Baby (01042026)

candles around the trees

pictures stuck to the wall

flowers on the sidewalk

teddy bears on the ground

daddies been gone mammas

never home a world left alone

code of the street is secretive

If We Matter (01042026)

resurrect the truth

unchain the dream

untie the hands

heal the land

change things

restore the faith

disembowel hate

bring back the brothers

these children need fathers

the widow grieves mate

a mother needs her children

restore the land part the water

we need to pass not for white

but through the darkest nights

if it's true that you see all things

you are the change we want to see

not treated as if we don't matter

we've been through category five

loss souls are many may they rest

in power we have our lives

if we're not sleep we can dream

we are spiritual beings seeds

rooted deep in crimsom soil

if it's true that you see all things

you are the change we want to see

not treated as if we don't ...

The Few (01042026)

we are a group of a few

tho, many have joined

a few will keep it going

A Possible End (01042026)

fearless leaps

dodging lightning speed

projectiles shielding

from rapid pelts of fire

fog in the air

thicker than cold ketchup

liquid waste from

a brown bottle

marked with ancient text

soaking a package

marked UPS

the mist clears still no

clearance to go

driven mad in the grip

of isolation heart beat

flutters then pause

one emergency away

from fatality

the bubble pops

in the next scene

the only clock ticking

is about to cancel

the unimaginable

impactful suspense

that unfolds on the

risky walk home


		mlowe5 says: And yet exhale the same smoking poetic smoke! To God Be The Glory, IMMORTAL WIZE. ONE. PEACE AND LOVE. poems by this commentor Remembering Iboo... WORD DOG GONE IT!