Black Is Beautiful

Picky Eater

Im a picky eater and Im not waiting for it either. I want exactly what I am asking for from the Universe, saucy and all. I want to indulge and at the same time be of service. I have been swaying back and forth at this dinner table, the odd part is that I have been sitting here since breakfast. I still aint broke my fast yet and Im not even hungry. I can wait until I get what I want and I know what I want. 

I want greatness but I just cant do it unless I have a witness. I am not dismissing any options and looking at all the desserts on the menu. 

You get it.

Float

I was floating on cloud 9. I was pissed off that I had to wait until 9, I collected all 8 along the way and I must say, it was beautiful. I was breathing in God and exhaling something completely different. I was in a dark room and I could not see anything that was worth seeing. I was beaming with light and floating on air. I was my own hero.

Conquerer

I am a conquerer, thats what I came here for and I have been firing on all pistons. I cracked a few cylinder heads and kept going. I wasnt even looking back, I was stacking win on top of win, heck I was stacking wins on top of losses. I didnt care. I didnt see any way for me to lose and it was not happening. I went into the reservoir and drained it. I was running on empty and kept running. 

There was no one behind me and frankly I didnt care. I left gaps and broke brokens, I even scratched them while I was at it. I was adding rhyme to reason and all it has been this year is my season. 

So hold back your applause, I was doing this for me. I conquered myself and kept moving.

Block Symphony

Hear the block breathe —tires sing, neon hums,kids trade futures like marbles. Some days the sky looks low, but we learn to bounce it back with our knees. I walk with my pockets empty and my chest full of loud plans. Neighbors wave like old flags,mothers cook miracles on two burners,and the corner preacher shouts hope into the cold. We move in rhythm —grind to a drumbeat only we can hearYou learn to be soft with the small things, hard with the world that wants to break youKeep your head up — the stars still poke through the city lightWe make music out of what’s left. Mother Tongue. She taught me grammar for the heart —how to say sorry and mean it,how to hold tight when the world loosensHer laughter smoothed the jagged corners of my childhoodHer hands wrote prayers on the back of my wristsSometimes I owe her the world and still fall shortSometimes I call her and she just knowsShe’s the first sermon I ever heard —plain truth wrapped in corn...

Handcuffs

Some people like handcuffs, they will hold on to an idea even if it puts them in bondage. They will sit and smile and all the while putting fire under a defeated soul. How can someone be in and out of control. Its buttery to watch, slipping into darkness with paddle and steadily stroking it. All the while and all the while, they are steady in their descent. Not a decent thing about it, just firing prose all the way to the pits of Hell. 

-- sitting in their own thoughts.

Earthquake

I head the Earth quake as my words shake and I have been left deposited in fragments of lingering thoughts. I thought my influence would have been deeper that his, I was small fish with with a big wish and all the while sputtering through my gills. I curbed words and turned corners and I was on top of everything. I saw the Universe tremble before me and for that one brief moment I was on top of the world moving in waves and all the while saving my soul.

There should have been no reason for it, I was Unlimited and having limited thoughts. I stepped forward and at the same time watched everyone else step back. I was my only limitation and all the while putting it in the hearts and minds of everyone else. 

I was the only one here just like you are the only one reading this and all the while knowing and unknowing that you are great.

Changing The Past

I am changing the past and there is only one way to do that, its to change exactly what I am doing in this present moment. If you are changed by the past, if it somehow trips you up, you need to start skipping. Do you see how that works?

You are always moving forward changing the past. You are more special today than you were yesterday because you recognize that you are. Breathe in and out and feel your consciousness rewriting your DNA, changing ripples in time. 

And it is time, you have been staring in that rearview mirror for too long and now you can look forward and really see the light that is leading you.

I Dreamed Of This

I dreamed of this day, I knew this was possible and the world did not even bend to my will. I looked inwards, asked and the answer was received. The truth is I knew it all along. I had to be still and listen for the answer to reach me. I spent too much time chasing it. 

And all the while remaining still and letting the Universe just give me the answer. I didnt even have to get ready for the answer. I just had to be one with the result and act as if. 

A lot of this may sound cryptic but deep down inside I knew that I possesed the answer. I just needed to listen to it queitly. 

Heaven On Earth

I wonder if you have ever experienced heaven on Earth, its a wonderful mindset. You wish for what you want in the world, then see it all around you, and all of a sudden the world starts changing to meet your higher vibration. You are part of the magic that makes all of this possible. 

You could say that this is wishful thinking but that is exactly what it is. You have the power of a God inside of you and you must know that all things are possible. 

So I'll see you in Heaven on Earth.

Black Is Beautiful

Black is beautiful but I think you already knew that. It still helps to state facts and our influence is far reaching. Its all about the dna, we are riddled with excellence, so much so that others try to surpress it but you cant surpress greatness. Not for long anyway. 

Just know that I see you and just how great you are.