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Bunhead17 Nov 2013
[Intro: John Legend]
Let's play the blame game, I love you, more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Let's call out names, names, I hate you, more
Let's call out names, names, for sure
I'll call you ***** for short
As a last resort, and my first result
You call me ******* for long
At the end of it you know we both were wrong

[Hook: John Legend]
But I love to play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Let's call her names, names, I hate you, more
Let's call her names, names, for sure

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
On a bathroom wall I wrote
"I'd rather argue with you than be with someone else"
I took a **** and dismiss it like "**** it"
And I went and found somebody else
**** arguing and harvesting the feelings
Yo, I'd rather be by my ******* self
Till about two a.m. and I call back
And I hang up and I start to blame myself
Somebody help...

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
You weren't perfect but you made life worth it
Stick around, some real feelings might surface
Been a long time since I spoke to you in a bathroom
Gripping you up, ******* and choking you
What the hell was I supposed to do?
I know you ain't getting this type of **** from that local dude
And if you are I hope you are having a good time
Cause I definitely be having mine
And you ain't finna see a mogul get emotional
Every time I hear bout other ****** is strokin' you
Lying, say I hit you, he sitting there consoling you
Running my name through the mud, who's provoking you?
You should be grateful a ***** like me ever noticed you
Now you noticeable and can't nobody get control of you
One a.m. and can't nobody get a hold of you
I'm calling your brother's phone like what was I supposed to do?
Even though I knew, he never told the truth
He was just gon' say whatever that you told him to
At a certain point I had to stop asking questions
Y'all got dirt on each other like mud wrestlers
I heard he bought some coke with my money
That ain't right girl
You getting blackmailed for that white girl
You always said Yeezy I ain't your right girl
You'll probably find one of them "I like art"-type girls
All of the lights, she-was-caught-in-the-hype girl
And I was satisfied being in love with the lie
Now who to blame, you to blame, me to blame
For the pain and it poured every time when it rained
Lets play the blame game

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kanye West]
"Things used to be, now they not
Anything but us is who we are
Disguising ourselves as secret lovers
We've become public enemies
We walk away like strangers in the street
Gone for eternity
We erased one another
So far from where we came
With so much of everything, how do we leave with nothing?
Lack of visual empathy equates the meaning of L-O-V-E
Hatred and attitude tear us entirely" - Chloe Mitchell

[Hook x2: Kanye West]
I can't love you this much
No, I can't love you this much

[Verse 4: Kanye West]
And I know that you are somewhere doing your thing
And when the phone called it just ring and ring
You ain't pick up but your phone accidentally called me back
And I heard the whole thing
I heard the whole thing, the whole thing, the whole thing

["The Best Birthday": Chris Rock]
Ohh my God
Baby you done took this **** to another mother ******* level!
Now a neighborhood ***** like me
Ain't supposed to be gettin no ***** like this
*******, *******!
Who taught you how to get **** for a *****?
(Yeezy taught me)
You never used to talk *****, but now you ******* disgusting
My, my God, where'd you learn that?
(Yeezy taught me)
Look at you mother ******* **** *** naked...
With them mother ******* Jimmy Choos on
Who taught you how to put some Jimmy Choos on?
(Yeezy taught me)
Yo you took your ***** game up a whole 'nother level
This is some Cirque du Soleil ***** now! ****!
You done went all ***** on a *****, okay? And I, and I love it...
And I thank you, I thank you, my **** thanks you!
How did you learn, how... how did your ***** game come up?
(Yeezy taught me)
I was ******* parts of your ***** I'd never ****** before
I was in there like oh **** I never been here before
I've never even seen this part of ***** town before
It's like you got this **** re-upholstered or some ****
What the **** happened?
Who, who the **** got your ***** all re-upholstered?
(Yeezy re-upholstered my *****)
You know what, I got to thank Yeezy
And when I see that *****, I'm-a thank him. I'm-a buy his album
I'm-a download that ******* I'm-a shoot a bootlegger!
That's how good I feel about this *****
Oww, I still can't believe you got me this watch
This ******* is the exact ******* I wanted!
Even with the bezel! This is the ******* I wanted
I saw this ****, I saw it, Twista had this **** on in The Source
I remember, Twista had this ******* on in The Source
That's right, that's right! Yo yo babe, yo yo this is the best birthday ever!
Where you learn to treat a ***** like this?
(Yeezy taught me)
Yeezy taught you well, Yeezy taught you well
Lyrics to "Blame Game' by Kayne West ft John Legend... I love this :D
ej Nov 2015
I've got my eyes on the sunrise
Meet me at the gate
And tell me I'm your yesterday

There's a nail in your skull
And you're pulling it free,
I can see
But it's not my place to help

Instead, I'll read mysteries in the café
By the waterside and wish you the best
With your boy trouble in the Golden State
But I really wish you'd
Ask me for advice one of these days

We're the bezel-born,
Birthed on the outskirts
Of all that's known to
The world that chewed us up and
Spat us out

I know my place,
Little angel,
And the time;
It's on the little silver band
On my wrist and
All you have to do is ask
From the depression of the distances with respect to the horizontal and the planes that separated them from the surface, below the references that came against, single sediment had been destined towards the high eminence, before the fossal of megatons of aldehyde below the bilges of the final base, where the seventh rings of the goat ibex were perforated, all in the antipode of the Constellation of Capricornus; where the goats were enraptured in the binary of Wonthelimar, behind the floods of absorption that took the Diadocos far from where they should never have left, in order to extrasolar wishes and never to come. From the node of the supreme and poked aldehyde of the horn of Amalthea, with the bizarre analogy of Zeus and Wonthelimar, both mammals with milk from goat's udders, one from goat from Mount Ida and the other from Aldaine in the Alps, with milk from ibex and In the face of Amalthea that appeared in the fossal, all the Seleucid generals had already vanished, starting from the Viper Typhon, who in the retracting sub-mythology of Capricornus was transmigrated to Wonthelimar, swollen with the aldehyde transmuted into this alcohol and into the udder milk of the Ibix that He lactored, while they were all carried away as in the chambers of Auschwitz, in distant lanterns and lamps of the Calypso that he dismissed them, leaving them with the escorts of the ibex or goatfish in laudable stratagems, which vanished them away from their desires from a new polis or Nostos Patrída, sprinkling them with goatskin and flourishing essences of the kashmar of Zeus' nurse; Amaltheum or Amalthea.

The Iberian rings from the medrones in advance reached the two final ring nodes, here Wonthelimar intimidated them with an accurate adjacent bleat of the kashmar that rubbed their back, before the newest and last lux of Amalthea that vanished into herbaceous fruits that always He carried the barefoot medron with him, to start with the antlers dumbbells and re-transport them defeated to the species of snake that frightened the pastoral god Pan who shepherded, and then he submerged in the water after becoming Capricornus Ibex Fish. Being aware of this and of those who refused to continue listening, Ibics rings were unleashed until the seventh medron, feeding back with Wonthelimar who ad libitum created Venus in triads of Zeus. Wonthelimar and Amalthea were remote in the eighth and ninth medron of the antlers, they appropriated to each the portion of the Parasha or Parashot of the Torah, and of the thirteenth Shemot so that their dualities and fumes from the unbreathable fossa would remain under the possessed surface of the pendular property balance and positive-negative gender correspondence. Right here Amalthea transmuted her mercy to save the world with her lactation of syrup and honey that was not in short supply, and that was extrapolated into a future abundance of food and nectar, making up for crusts that were uneven in average terms. From this bezel, both beings of the goat genome contributed to the pole of goodness for each one at the end of the benevolent cuirassiers of prospering, and not from the opposite that would lead them, even though they were dissimilar causes, towards a retrograde event that was not a consequence of the becoming of the plagues, and of the malignancy that does not flourish with the Shemot of the Parasha, to agree and lavish themselves on blessed virtues or deliberate wicked ones.

The meaning of a relative synchronic and factotum coexisting does not redeem the disintegration of an existential relativism in Skalá, the Hexagonal Primogeniture from one of its angular visions, metaphysically transfers from its temporary contingencies after its arrival on Patmos, while the temporary Seleucid temporality vanishes, It was affirmed from a contradiction since its truth was distended in the arena of Skalá not implying being welcomed, rather it was victimized by the absurd political dimorphism in a meta spiritual state, abdicating its dispersed retrospective, and now contemplating a compromise of the Hellenic genre, to gradually rebuke the virtues of their banners, twice as good for the purpose of reinforcing the will to accede, and not perish in the attempt to lead Alexander the Great. The criticism of founding the memories are of a revived past where it was not, marking the anthropological fact and false truth judgment, in meaning and contradiction in the polarity of both axiomatic genres, but that is saved when quantifying in who has to defend himself, if seeks to abrogate itself, in the entity that is characterized by induction and attraction of egonies and not of exo-egonies, thus describing it in the theme of "Do not support egos that recriminate other characters of frustration and empowerment of a Vernarthian logic split into Vern-narth. Vern has etymology of Bern or Bern olive tree of Gethsemane and narth of the ordinal scale that speculates its nickname in millions of northern sections of its origin, which subsumes the truth and the criterion of apocalyptic parapsychology, re-life of quantum historicity of the metaphysical and sub-block. -Mythological of Vernarth in his identical.

Everything seemed a strange self-annulment from a clear and understandable limit, but Wonthelimar rose to the surface of the Állos kósmos, finding himself in atmospheres of truth and reality of a Cantabile, who decided about the horse Kanti coming with him towing him from the Erebo de Chauvet Bilocated. As a musical and festive ending, he received them on the upper plate of the happened gestures, where a cabaletta rendered parts of a Cantabrian aria, in sulfurous and remorseful cavatina married with the cross emotions of a finale who sponsored expressions and festive Templar tales, with the descendants of Zeus or minor children, or grandchildren after this had to give him milk and honey but with báchkoi. Among the couplets that received him, some came about the smoke of terror that was confused with the dustbin of a Cavallo or horse acclaimed Kanti, with gasping bustling from a cardex, containing all the repertoires of a cantabile if this scene were to be repeated in The same epic allusion, and in random consequences, that go after a cavalcade that is not abstracted in real characters, but more in conformity with the well-deserved place of epic imaginative beings or in the operatic psychotropic of a duet, which would go flagellating in individuality and in each which is not content from another section of the Cantabrian.

The Universality of emotion and feeling is a tragic Parodo emulating voices of all those who sing from a cantabile galloping in their voices to the beat of the heart in some, and at the same time chanting stanzas and antistrophe in reverse epic and tragic lines, for the purposes of the coliseum that diametrically obstructs the Hellenic choir, which is attached to the intervention of the Hexagonal Primogeniture that was already beginning to rise in height, and in the prayers of Saint John, the Apostle and Prochorus from the captaincy and the ode that would begin to stanza, from the west to this and the antistrophe would follow with Vernarth, Wonthelimar and Alexander the Great from east to west. Ad libitum of their enjoyments, they were eating Greek snacks or Katogorias on the way in bases of Almonds, cinnamon, olive oil, sugar, and sweet wine that they carried on their backs in Rhytas shaped like the horns of Zeus and the Ibix of Wonthelimar, which the same Procorus carried on his golden back. The meaning is affirmed as a meaningless infringement of laws of temporality, and truthfulness at the expense of short evidence, and of facts that vanish in the light haze of causalism and not of effectism, when the adjective or noun is made of a strong verb in the Metabasis and in the imprecations that Vernarth gave.

Vernarth's metabasis: “the verse and the adjective will be subsidized by the noun in the construction of Állos Kosmo Megarón, from where mathematics will immaterially explain sap suckers under the noun in liquid milk of the color white and of the high nutritional value in female lactated, and of mammals to feed their goats or ibex. The soul of this prerogative implies that the verb will be to promote species rather than a nutritious milky elixir for Zeus, and the candor of his **** will tend to the bipedal or quadruped subject self-procreating from a Milky Specie. (Milky species).  Being ****** into milk by self-procreating snitches. Vernarth says (give me some milk, and I will be the son of Zeus, perhaps as a means in everything and not a whole of which I never thought...!)

Amalthea in rituals and relics from prospects of demigods was purposely cordoning them off in Mycenaean deities, from a contemporary Westerner comforting them near a hippocampus; with signs of ibex Capricornus, rapt at the nymph that spoke from Mount Ida in Crete and that she made congruent with the constellation of Capricornus, more precisely in the Cornucopia making this heraldry of Wonthelimar with Fortune, Abundance, Occasion, Liberality, Prudence and Joy. In a woman sitting on a throne, a young nymph with a flower crown, a naked woman with one foot on a wheel and the other unstable, a woman with sunken eyes and an aquiline nose dressed in white, two faces from the past and future, a woman happy with the exuberance of the Cornucopia with children and a palm leaf. Being the abundance that in serial Amalthea bordered all the ladies in different esoteric and Mycenaean prosperity, constantly shining with radiations on the present in the Unicorn Ibix, which Zeus left after breaking its antlers, unleashing kindness and plethora in fruit buds, and vegetables that were appropriated in the Fortune of Wonthelimar reissuing what in their domains they can do, and now in Patmos with its Cornupia being transferred from that liquefied shaft honey and milk cultivated with attributes of herbs contributing to the leisure, peace, and relaxation of the cosmic world that ascended in Wonthelimar as Ibix in advance of Capricornus, from where the Auriga always broke into his expeditions with a trajectory towards the eighth cemetery of Messolonghi, where he brought it from the Capella Star for the femurs of the Diplodocuses who seconded Drestnia to watch over the hydraulic pits of the Koumeterium from Messolonghi, before traveling to Tangier.

The entire herd went back to an ancient promontory that was halfway up the mound towards the black styes or abscesses, in the central intuition of the fossa that began to dissipate towards their backs. Amalthea extends into the Állos Kósmos, which came in zoomorphic receptacles collecting the announced blood of the animals that flowed in black planks from the vortex of the fossal, towards the liminal or transitory sleeper of the fossal that oozed acetosities of the Aldehyde to be transmigrated after the bilocation of the Chauvet cavern. All wore willow halos on the crowns or diadems of their caps, including the proliferation of phantasmagoric Allies that went in rows from 780 to 680 BC. C., with fortunes of the Cornucopia that arched in magical arches due to the dissociative changes of the universe, as well as the circumstantial creed of some omnipotence that will cause emotional transgenerational transgression, in the rain vessels that they made fall from the Ombrio de Zeus, in a daily latticework closing the spaces, and only leaving for some intruders and onlookers to see his flashing Astrepé. Right here the diádoc fossal vanished, when it rose above the horizontal that poured into the Chronic Vernagrams of parapsychological personalities of ingenuity classicism and in Astro-concomitance, which would rethink everything that is past and future from a Vernagram, which is more than a compression of a mere future of the quantum spaces and the sacred medrones of the Ibixes with their direct relationship with Capricornus. Diverse capital moments were treasured in the breeze of the Vas Auric that was traced from the opposing moraine that fell in lapse-time, through the labyrinth in storms and thunderings that became planetary with the Lynothorax cuirass that Alexander the Great accommodated in the festoon border of his Aspis Koilé, kicking copiously as a sign of shaking the head of the gods who deceived him to be alive, and who was now reborn in the faith of Saint John the Apostle, favorite of the Mashiach and where he will have to wipe his face with the shroud of Veronica Before entering the Állos Kósmos Megaron that everyone built, in favor of a Panagia or Temple, unlocking the majolica that seeped out from the rest of the transmigration, and his own in the configuration of a corpse with a tricolor gesture.

The presumptive eradicated the side of the forearm rots that was being restored in Wonthelimar's laps, which helped him get up and catch his breath while the Katogorias snack filled his mouth with nectar and almonds with Macedonian Psiloi combat tactics with serum and flames of Alcohol dripped from her nostrils and sinuses in the sweet wine, which in pompous dilemma defied the judges of her life in the choir of the Bilocated Epidary Theater on Patmos, and in the ***** dry Kashmar of the orchard with the pale faces of the grotesque, that rested in the memory or Mnmosyne and in the fauna of the Thracian and Thessalian helmets.

Alexander the Great says: “here I agonized and now in the fresh waters of the springs of the Lerna, I will also marry the glorious mystay and bákchoi, in the memories of Vernarth seeing him besieged by Achaemenides in the stooped position of Dario III, to come purifying and sustaining of my limbs, learning to walk and speak in Neolithic techniques, which extruded me from the Lerna by barriers of the moon that shone from the bronze of my Leonatus helmet. Thus I could see that Vernarth, fought alone against thousands throwing fire through his mouth and his eyes, separating the waters of the Falangists, who plowed like ships deforesting the Persians, and leaving them in their mud, imposing glorious Hypaspists who unbolted from their back some arrows with heads of snakes and Hydras.

Vernarth watched as everyone climbed the Profitis Ilias mound, two hundred and sixty-nine meters above sea level, where the monastery of San Juan is located; here he was suspended in his solitude after everything that happened at the end of the moat that definitely I would return without the Diádocos, with a hint and its functionalities. From here Helios became genealogical, who snatched him from the kingdom of dead flowers, which were to be assumed from the Olympian where he will join him to the essential of Aïdoneus; immaterializing in the darkness of dizzies and the flowers that died in the genealogy of a new species. The scenic swept its cognitive and ferns with more than three hundred frank species that frowned like the enemy of an evil friend, with seedlings that expectorated from the resonance of the bushes that invited to thrive in the salty ripples that made a dreamer fall asleep on top of the kerchiefs or brambles that memorialized Gethsemane, burning his face and hands with psalms, telling him about his Baba. For when it is a luminary by night and by day, they will compare it with the white grayish drupes and mops, like those of the Bern orchard of Olives, in aqueous and resinous colloidal, which was crowned in harmony and syntropia in Vernarth activating intellectual conscious plantations, which will restructure its balance of ultra Hoplite, in metabolism of the Lentiscus flowers, with great brotherhood in the Olives that each time exercised the gift of bending their oleaginous self-species, towards planes of the Cornicabra olives, with large branches and high tree altitude that fruit within of the Cornucopia that he now carried on his back, supported by an oiko spin, juxtaposed with the fibula on the right shoulder of his lymphoma, which with large branches and high tree altitude fruit within the Cornucopia that he now carried on his back, supported by an oiko line juxtaposed with the fibula on the right shoulder of his lymphoma, and with polyphenols in scale geothermal energy that still leveled the Ponto Sea towards the tectonic plate to give it the flavor that was owed from remote prehistoric times.

Patmos was aborted from an immanent consent and new force of the impending enemy in Pythagorean perorations and an offending thought. From this prerogative is born the generalized punishment of sub-mythological ethics in favor of legacies of allusions to reorder or defragment the enslaving and demolished bio culture, which would begin from the establishment of the Vas Auric found in Limassol, which took possession from Rhodes with clean scenes from Tsambika monastery. The epic ran like icy cold down the shoulders of all those who sweated for the generation of cops, and in domestic evasions in superior lordships to Hades or Wonthelimar itself, both sons of flocks and goats that nourished them by providing them with a mountain perspective, as a magnetic pole towards gothic energy that ruled more in the Magnetic North Pole, and the geographic oversize that reviled latitudes in riches that would dismiss Borker and Zefian, as masters distributors of the ethics of the Áullos Kósmos of Patmos, redeploying thousands of dead from pre-Hellenic times, so that they recirculate through the roots of the Kashmar, re-sulfurizing cinnabar saps as the germ of the subterranean Acheron, which consecrates the living and the dead in the eternity of the infinite Duoverse Universe. The order will lie in semi-shadows that even in the dark provide the pleasant warmth of camphor, with advanced Horcondising formulas, which will appeal to hungry souls by suppressing gifted energies, and by inseminating them with ovules without originally conceived organisms.

From Hylates, Cyprus; Zefian came by order of Vernarth, assisted with the extension of the earthly laborers of the Attic Calendar on the twenty-first of September, from the device of Apollo at the site of Boeotia, and especially of the Boedromion. The arrows that Zefian brought had an instant Boedromion crossing the lines from spring to winter, with seven arrows that Zefian threw into the sky and never fell, but if portentously received in the virginity of animals. The flora with seven golden arrows of the Chauvet de Wonthelmar cavern, condoned the exhaustive end of the fossal where they still remained, in a gesture of tenderness and relative Mycenaean genealogy, from Crete the contravention of Apollo and Artemis towards an olive tree was approaching, originating in the Zefian's arrows, to mark the new cardinal points, begin with the first two arrows that they put on the string of the bow, each one flying north and south trajectories and the other two that were once again attacked with the east bow, to shoot the arrows of east-west with southern magnetism limits. Zefian's imagination was of proportions that were not limited without wandering from their phalanxes when they pulled the string, like joys of a ghostly existence that pushed him in each bolt, presuming that where they fell would be the beginning of the storms that would originate the Állos Kósmos Megarón, for belated courts imposed from a cosmos, which he led by insisting on his will and from a doubtful Vestal god advocating the association of the hospitable Canephores, such as Vestal Virgins of Roman bilocation, and quantum parapsychological of the feared inter-tale alive that rebels in the arrows that they had not yet fallen and did not know their whereabouts. As plates or serial hosts, they were evoked from where the origin of the Universe was broken, to open towards the organic, vigorous, and anti-burn contravened Duoverse to the divine celestial origin as a parameter of *****-ovule, rather in aeonic instances in the fireplace of Hestia, running in eternities towards vast volumes of light-years, where eternity has no measure, let alone the existence that begins and ends born from a homozygous arising without a Universe, to hatch from the branch of the Heterozygous Duoverse, bringing different unions of eternal cells by universal divine decree, and not the union of disparate cells. The science of the Mashiach came in these divine arrows that marked the points of the cardinal in the numinous and exclamatory expansions of the exiled universe of Vernarth, towards the perenniality in itself, but being heterozygous for a world that would begin to live in non-organic cells, but yes of divine composition, over saturating the limits of the origin, and destiny of syntropy of the conscious actions of the metabolism of the Alma Mater and of the great doors when losing the bodyweight of the physical-ether, but yes from the platform of the Mashiach that will take them hands without leaving them abandoned, showing them that they were no longer children born of ovule-*****, but rather in the luminous matter, envisioning expansions of prayers beyond from the universe, where it will accompany them in a multidimensional plane..., and will have no end from a human scientific conception.

Wonthelimar says: “Since the omphalos was swallowed by Cronos, Hera's elegy was unleashed, for not raising her son Zeus in free clumps of goats and Ida's honey. I in the Alps went to the herd of the Ibix like a Zeus saved from the darkness of Chauvet in the mountains of Gaul. There are chisels that cut stones in beautiful whirlwinds, but I know that a lot of cosmology would not speak of the Mediterranean Cornicabra and its olive drupe, nor less of the Cornucopia that sinks with sumptuous and ephebian flavors in the fruit, and the greenish heraldry of the binominal that is disturbed in its phalanges eating and sipping honey, in antler pots with pride of the Ida and the Vercors massif”
Wonthelimar Amaltheum, Állos Kosmos Megaron
Leenie V Mar 2017
In soft afternoon sunlight, flopped on my small yellow couch, I look over to the shadowed side of the room.

My apartment is pretty sparse, but in pride of place upon some modular furniture there is a white marble mantle clock that used to belong to my grandparents.

It is imperfect: part of the pedimented top is gone; it only works sometimes when I wind it up.

But it is beautiful, particularly its face of ornate numbers surrounded by a bronze filigreed bezel.

I majorly coveted the clock when I would go visit my grandparents as a girl.

After once being shown how to open the glass cover over the face—such a satisfying click when it opened—I  was unable to resist doing so each time I saw the clock, lightly touching and pushing its hour and minute hands, probably contributing to its current damaged state.

Looking at it now takes me back to my grandparents’ home and those moments when I would wander around the house and yard while the adults conversed in the kitchen, the hush of the house a little nerve-wracking.

Where were my grandparents when they bought this clock?

What did they think would happen for the rest of their lives?

I research the clock’s provenance online, looking for the maker and model, and imagine my grandfather selecting this particular clock with care, wanting something to fit the house, the family.

I open a YouTube video of a horologist—who knew?—and he greets me amid a pleasant patter of ticking from the collection of clocks behind him.

I look again at my clock.

Find the meaning in the marble.

Those ornate numbers, that shape of classical architecture—they quietly reproach me.

Am I going about my hours with the dignity that these shapes suggest?

In the face of the clock I see the face of my grandfather, and while the clock does not strike, I hear the voice of my grandfather intoning slowly and deliberately—maybe trying to sound a bit wiser than he was—but wise all the same.

I am still attracted to all things shiny, but hopefully am more restrained now.

I stop the video, and the room is quiet again.

My smartphone is the only accurate timepiece in my apartment, and it of course does not tick.

It has its own sort of shine, a friendly colorful brightness from the dotting of apps on the home screen, but to save the battery I have set it to go black after a few minutes.
Nat Lipstadt Dec 2014
for Laura and David

so the story goes...

of a long ago silly fight and
then a Boston Bay boat ride,
magical moments of a simple interrogation repeated,
that recalled a man beach combing for what,
he knew he,
already possessed,
a permanent bezel for his love
that secured with human strength
their togethered life

You! You Two!

recall best
the forest,
not the trees,
not the ring,
the freedom from a symbolic beeper drowned


recall best
the ring's tale,
your unfinished yet-storied,
mid-trip bay borne voyage of denouement,
a retirement and a reaffirmation,
marked best not by any stone,
but by
the knowing  women,
all surrounding,
with righteous exclamations of envy for

his loving words,
his words!

the value of living,
raconteuring memorized mutual wisdom,
no diamond could ere cut a deeper groove
than his spoken words

words etched in flesh,
immutable and undying,
far exceeding
rubies and diamonds,
their gain, their loss,
merely pecuniary,
could never speak or prove
a love far better
than those special holy words
a spoken capstone,
tribute gladly given
to his shipmate,
his fellow voyageur,
his story of them delivered
but happily incomplete

of this I know
with utter certainty,
for more than twice,
with his eyes cast down upon
igneous ankle-twisters,
while overstepping
lazy sea lions,
invisible iguanas,
heard him tell me,
the frigates and the *******
and the head-popping turtles,
all who came
to see and hear as well,
them too,
all jealous of
what he spoke,
even then...

for well they and I
heard him say,
in a whisper
intended just for me,
but overheard,
and legally witnessed and thereby,
and herein attested hereby
by many citizens
of the Galapagos and
even one from the great
State of New York

those loving words,
those words

without her, I am lost,
with her, I am gained,
repeating in his way,
Proverbs 31:10:
A worthy woman who can find?
For her price is far above rubies*


so accept this as a free release
from one who listened to the
poetry of a ring's story,
and though he cannot recall the
appearance of the accoutrement,
the words, the words
they spoke,
the whispery smile she let escape,
never left, never could,
that being the thing of greatest
worth
the poet
deemed most worthy
of recording for posterity

__________


this expert poetic witness testimony
in the matter of matrimonial affairs
now entered into permanent part of the record of
Laura and David,
notarized, signed and sealed,
and internet delivered,
truthfully writ this day,
December 20, 2014
Joel M Frye Apr 2015
The table set,
the stars are aligned.
Each bezel refracting inward
girdling your soul with a halo of light.
Even lower facets form a temple,
a pavilion displaying the
elegance and focus of
the culet that
is you
.
NaPoWriMo day 9...a visual poem.
From cold wickedness and sly pack more magnums
Than PI Infamous wise guy see the world's cry
From a Thousand yard stare light year glare none can compare
My flows a magnet hard not to get attracted
Thoughts subtracted from the rhymes abstracted
This ain't an act or a tactics my southpaw be raw
Outlaw living out dramas with out laws
Invoke perdition from the hidden commissions
Y'all still wishin'
Upon a star snake bezel shinin' cane like Jafar
Yo I wonder if they know who we are
Braced into my race now they getting a taste
Of an intellectual toxic waste get sprayed like mase
Ya loosin' sight tryna fight the might
As my cells excite off of a dope write soon to snipe
All the hype got more mack skills than Dolemite
Bringin' back down from the Htown we ******* up
Without the driver I'm
liver
Learn from my past mistakes cuz I grew wiser
SøułSurvivør Jun 2017
I found a little poem
In the back drawer
of my soul
It was a fire opal
In a bezel of fine gold

I fashioned a lanyard
Of scarlet ribbon found
But I didn't see...
The knot broke free!
My poem was
on the ground!

I searched in
every corner
My fingers raked
the stones...
But I finally
Gave up the search
Due to my
Aching bones

Yes, i lost my
little poem
In the backyard
Of my mind.
I guess I will just
Leave it there

for someone else to find!


SøułSurvivør
(C) 6/7/2017
Going through the doldrums.
If someone finds my muse,
Have a great time, but be sure
To return him! (Yep... a male!)
Minna Valdez Apr 2014
I remember the gilded days
the gilded times and the ways you said you loved me
it felt like the breeze before a thunderstorm was approaching
and the next day we'd fight
or even the same day
we'd fumble and break
even miles away
when I say gilded I mean lovely
lovely but damaged,
when we'd see each other we'd fake the happiness and caress through the pain
and when I say gilded I mean bittersweet
you always said I fit you better than your favorite sweater
but that sweater had its tears
and we had our weaknesses
at first it was was each other
but then yours was her
and mine was still you
now when I said gilded I meant unbreakable yet shattered
like my heart when you said you love her
they say all that glitters is gold
but when I say gilded sometimes all that glitters isn't real
like a diamond bezel that's actually fake
just like
how you cared for me
but really
you cared for her and when I say gilded I mean when I longed for the times that you said you loved me
just like your favorite songs
and your favorite ideas
but when it wasn't the time for that
I would say I hate you and you'd say it back
we'd fuss and fight
I'd look for ways to feel empty
just like the last bottle I could find
and when I said gilded I meant Id act happy
but I was insane
so when I say gilded
I only mean it past tense
because now
these are the silver times
and when I say silver
not golden and gorgeous
but shiny and like steel
and realistically
I am now
worthy and almost healed.
a bit old, but a favorite of my own
Mr Xelle Jul 2016
Color is a crime
Math is too
Still we teach what we create
Entrepreneurs are keeping quite like subtitles,
Poor life bought a shiny bezel couldn't find his soul so he banged a couple picking wings from angels Italy might be heavens payroll to him it's Benjamin and Aholes bank rolls flight comes he's gone mentally mind froze . Who am I to a billionaires mind though?
Oh sorry my mind froze I was writing something thinking bout all those who would like this luxury. Multiplying and dividing Benjamin's I might just create a symphony and sale it to the melodies below me so they can get a look at the sky I see...

phone rings**

Oh hey ...
Check out my mind,
Beaming in the sunshine,
One time, one time,
Yo check the diamond bezel,
Kin to the devil's,
But at the same level,
Of God how odd,
Is that imagine black,
With no evil behind that,
Or brothers on corners with gats,
Yeah I'm sitting notorious,
Analyze the glorious,
And hoes that ignored us,
Made now, see the money serves us,
No need for payment plans,
When you got unlimited bands,
I stand at ease,
When mother nature takes a breeze,
Onto my skin,
Let me shell from within,
Heal within, the darkness casted in,
Yo I'm still grinning,
Everyday winning even though
We living, past the sinning,
Still got scars from Cain,
Now I'm onto Mary Jane's, yeah she
Still doing her thang,
The *** is fat, take a nice hit to her back,
Eases my mind,
Focus in on a grind,
See the angels walking the shadows,
I break barriers and plateaus,
Just to show,
The realness I flip, word to Fats Domino,
Laying keys on the piano,
So feel the tempo,
Fast to slow, ghetto rocks for you soul,
Mad man cycles,
Scripts like Aristotle, Glocks punching
Like Listons combos,
Expose foes,
Leave em in wet clothes, ya know
How it goes,
We aim for seven figures, don't think of me as a *****,
I'm feeling bigger,
Bigger than the rest, say it with my chest,
Carved out a lions heart,
Now we one, Mufusa son, watch for the wilder beast, capeech,
Word to B I G, propped on ya TV, ya can't avoid me, I'm up early,
As bacon and eggs,
I'll leave ya blood empty, drippin, like
That milk from Craig,
Watch what I seys, I speak wisdom and no need for a fez,
I got mathematics supreme, ****** fiend, purple dot third eye beams,
Though the streets is mean,
I'll still smile, before the ******'s intervene,
Watch for the inner scope,
Not speaking Mister Levine,
Styles of the houdini, check me out, well endowed, zucchini,
Twist, the martini, black cap beanie, smoke the raw dutchie,
Sitting back, in the club, scenery feet  kicked, up watch the imagery,
Black gods is back, hold that, 24 diamond K, with da crisp stats,
Girls looking back, like who's that?, looking fresh, Hollyhood,
Like they wish this brother could, lay out, the fire wood, good,
Suits looking clean, flick off the haters, like Mr Bean, supreme,
Caliente, see my critics evil, parallel to, they failed holy grail,
I sail, boats on the ocean, of ya mind, suckas way behind,
Grind, the garlic metallic, off to Charlotte, catching webs,
Swinging from another cloth, lay out the chicken broth, to froth,
Ya mental cells, this ain't a fairytale, we dodge, the ***** bills,
I kills, spotlight lemons, pitch it like Roger Clemens, something,
For ya catch, cant shake this batch, see the rawness, I hatched,
Clench titles, over my rivals, holding the ****** bible, no rifles,
Flexing shanks, like vega giving thanks, hands on my tank,
Greets, ya like the chinese, culture ninja suits, peck a vulture,
See the violence, erupt ultra, chase the thrills, of a roller coaster,
No boaster, stay with toasters, soon to see ya, in a casket holster,
On the time stamp poster, paper articles, read, yeah he dead, bleed,
From his holy bread, I tried to stop the dread, families said,
They couldn't stop, the bullets, from piercing his head, all feds,  
Jumping out, the black Tahoe's, doing bagels, in all angles,
Tryna get, a crack of this, dollars crisp, for the loose lips,
I let the ships sink, where they may, no delays, **** the sways,
I stay under, the thunder, critics stuck in the blunder, now they wonder,
Why my heart's, sticking like ice lightening, kind of frightening,
See the bezel crystal, shining like fresh, steps of embyro, yo,
Kick down the doors, **** bill part four, see what's in store,
It's the ghost, of Jesus pluck the facetious, flows vicious,
Like my women, delicious, play the gangsta, cool rambunctious,
Sign ya ears, make the whole world hear, flaming pro dark sphere,
They cant stop the yosef near, grab a few beers, cold sweat tears,
Frosty, lay between the milky, way galaxy, cats try to battle me,
Only to see, damage amongst ya
embry, engage war victory,
Plot like General Patton be, ceased ya companies, fly a tree,
Embraced the psyop, ology, defying gravity, with the sting, of a bee,
Iron megatron dynasty, somebody told me, to stop rapping G,
I denounced, the negativity, only gave me, more bravery,
Do ya see what I see?, naw probably not, that's why they get shot,
Buck down, ya frail crowns, ain't housing up, to ya pounds,
Ya stale,money stuck in the ground, what's that sound, duck down,
Time to turnover, tell ya moms to bendover, heart of the clover,
Houstons soldier, ain't never had to rollover, cats it's like doja,
Saying they streets, when they really sweet, on the hunt for meat,
Dont believe their stats, they be lying, behind money n tats,
I stay with the true, blue steels hanging, wills, cash a deal,
Switch alias, in the club, throw a few dubs, of doves, it's all love,
Looking for wifey, she somewhere, in another dimension, gallery,
Picked off, skully demon seeds, indeed, let the words bleed,
Clocks is back, it's a flashback, memory for ya Kodiak, gods is back,
In the flesh, they laying a test, see the gases they let out, only the best,
Shots in the arm, tryna get us chipped and harm, it's the snake charm,
I know devils, come in the most beautiful form, eyes ahead of the storm,
Celebrity, ain't nothing but, trained monkeys entertained the lost society,
Why brothers like me, destined for the route of Kenndedy probably,
I need to be, cuz I done see to many, things past the light, of humanity,
All I get is images, of a baby, jesus holding thirty candles, from his cradle,
Saying I came to save you, from you, I'm thinking backwards,
What's really going on, I'm playing a book from Saw's will, eyes could ****,
Still blood on the seven hills, gold and silver coins to the crispy dollar bills,
Folks out here, living their lives, but many men short of wives,
See the purpose is too divide, men from women, women from men,
It's like we switching positions, headed back to where it all began,
Uh, psychos on rise, blunts to keep you high, frayed from reality skies,
Cant even question the whys, yall smoking synthetic, it's so pathetic,
And they dont even get it, I seen it all this is where it all, falls down,
Falls downs, times is ticking who yall gone listen, to these celebs??
Hmm they lost souls too, through and through, even the underground,
Still gettin records deals, its blood on the horns, just to get a meal, and still,
Everybody who claim they real, will be the first to get you killed,
See its flesh vs flesh, bones over bones, peep the rise of the clones,

,




Drop mystical flavors, I came as the red cloaked savior, lost my behavior, cuz it's no more sanity, in these times to be,
We in the last millenial see, birth of the Gen Z, got em confused about equality,
Boomers tryna reclaim, they youth back now the silent generation, off the rack,
I see through the eyes, a devils bezel, I stopped climbing levels,
Only to find out, I was a rebel, like my folks back in those days, let freedom take me away me,
I been *******, since I came out my mother's belly, cell therapy,
Was already, planted in me, see I was supposed to die as a baby,
But somehow I fought to be free, and live in this ****** up society,
I'm thinking why me, so many, trails I blaze just see a sight of morning haze,
Hendrix purple flows, through my veins with the bandana,tied at my crown,
Seems like I'm getting around, standing around, in a circle,
Look upon the shadows, sights of enduring battles, souls over the flesh,
Flesh will always loose, to the pain that it accrues, wages paid for dues,
You know the story, it either ends peacefully or gory, I feel for poor deeds,
Mic bleeds, once I lay out my creeds, Hampton soldier indeed,
Chickens dont soar with eagles, I break laws like the paralegal they evil,
Repent for my own sins, i stand against government, I'm for the people,
Gathering around me in a circle, hands pressed together,
Performed under the stressful weather, go getter, I'm knocking stellar,
Funky fella, I am dont give a ****, this suckas wanna see me cram,
My emotions, against the cemetery coasting, as my ghost floating,
Above the breeze, now I'm in another dimension, twilight zone,
Still holding strong, lifts off the ****, found my self, alone in the battlezone,
I am moving as a spirit.  I am rippling through the rye
I am hunting in the corn with malice in my eye
I run through the fields beneath a misty moon
And cavort in the corn amid the scent of elderbloom
I am stalking in the wind, I am weaving through the hedge
I come and go between the worlds and trot along the edge
I prowl through the darkness until the night withers
Now through the dappling leaves the first daylight dithers
The soft summer breeze ruffles through the thorns
And Venus sparkles brightly in the bezel of the dawn
I run beneath the chorus, the fluting whistle-trill
Of the long billed curlews as they wheel above the hills
A covey of grey partridge is stirring in the spurrey
They see the ripple in the corn and set up wings a-whirring
I skirt around the homesteads with their whimpering curs
And run under the lapwings circling over moors
I come again to cornfields sparkling with dew
The cornflowers opening to reveal their vibrant blue
The first blush of poppies is just starting to bleed
A wavering tide of scarlet along the edge of fields
The days they are longer and so the nights are short
While the moors are being gilded with bristling golden gorse
At the silent casting off of the deep blue night
The lapwings dart over me flashing black and white
And far above the brambles and the dog-rose bloom
The owls doze and dream and wait the day out for the moon
The brown soft-hued ducks and the bright gaudy drakes
Startle and take flight across the sedge-rimmed lake
They are not prey, I leap away over whispering rush-lined rills
That wriggle through the meadows and down the low-backed hills
Faintly growling, I am prowling, I am a mist of grace
Who has swirled for centuries and stalked about this place
Padding through both peace and war, rippling through both sun and storm
Hackling at those I see, yet few have seen my silver form
I run under the thorn trees that spring decked in white
My howl shivers the barley beneath the shortening nights
I run through the hedges that will yield the blue-black sloes
I leap with ease between the worlds.  At will I come and go
I hunt my prey through night and day, through the dusk and dawn
I am the ripple in the rye, the demon wolf of corn
The rattle of the lilac blooms rusting on the trees
Carries on the waves of the summer-scented breeze
I smell the bruised stalks of the purple creeping thyme
The undertones of yarrow and corn chamomile
As a fitful breeze veers towards me cool and fresh
I catch the unmistakable smell of human flesh
They go about their mortal world without a sense of fear
For ignorance is bliss - they do not know that I am here
Modern man has forgotten that I even exist
Only my victims see me form as silver mist
I do not need to eat - I am a spirit of the corn
But do not take me lightly, indeed, be warned
I can manifest at will and the breeze is my breath
And should I so desire my fangs will rend your flesh
In the barley and the wheat and the rye I am at home
Be mindful should you ever walk these fields alone
Ask yourself, if you ever catch my glinting eye
If it's really just a breeze that ripples through the rye.
Speed racer, coke chaser, sting ya with da, vivid laser,
Shock ya visor, spiritual adviser, learned game wiser,
Three kings, searching for the north, star, looking afar,
I par, from evil ways, these days, most folks in th grey's,
Black and white, mentality cant see pass the fakery,
Enemies, front street, guns and blood,for satan's keep,
Demons fleet, amongst the humans, how can God love us,
When I see so much ****** amongst us, hunger,
For graves, lives cant be saved, see ya thoughts,grazed,
Feel these sting rays, Gillespie blows, link w Satchmo,
Yo, you know the spots bout to blow, carnage hickory,
Savagery, played across the scenery, long forged victory,
My mind was brought, by paying, attention, to ambition,
Let off ammunition, at the invisible, commission, convicting,
All my past sins, along with fake friends, looking for bends,
In the game, fifteen seconds a fame, just to loose, my name,
Nah, I rather toast the flame, yo you know the name, shame,
Love to lay with guilt, pleasure, and pain, all the same game,
For many years, struggled tattoo tears, bleed our fear,
Picture the face, with no face, beat any case, lace up the place,
With the styles, of  Chase Manhattan, see the flows batting,
Above average, better yet, a thousand, island wildin,
Out every time, I lay out, excellence mic performance, golden,
Glaring, like a touch of honey, dripping of the comb,
Girls staring me, down, wave blue magic crown, sounds,
Sweet soulful, vinyl touch seventy, beautiful skins, heavenly,
Lifetime of crimes, but I still, love amongst the blinds,
Many signs, of angels, garlic shots for vampire spots,
Watch em fly away, duck when the words say, prey day,
Who stop.the predator, news editor, rumbling thunder,
Critics under, pressure guns lay the measure, stretcher,
Very skill, against my will, I ain't scared to die, from a ****,
War trained veteran, combat like david, not a Letterman,
Comprehend, a fews words, chipped in, luxury mind clippin,
Sippin, off the henny, rub a bottle, out pops, a genie,
In a bikini, looking ****, she tried to get next to me, see,
She just another succubus, waiting for me bust, dust,
Me at the fiery , crossroads I rather stay, with the spiritual glow,


Looking at the tears, after the laughter, see the disaster,
Laid amongst, the citizens, where am I again, living in sins,
Perdition, just the ending of the beginning, sending,
All my fakes, that wish me hell, see ya soul dwell, sing shells,
Shotguns looking lovely, ****, when she laying next to me,
Bringing prophecy, in the form of tragedy, ya majesty,
Take a blast at me, skip the gates, of the heavenly, beverly,
Been on the hills, watch the thrills, how many love, blood spills,
No chills, see them feeling rusty, to many folks dusty, musty,
Cuz they cant clean they thoughts, I stay casket sharp, harp,
The strings of Robert Johnson, gangsta blues, dejavu,
Beat down crews, give em a taste, of what texas, ****** do,
Yo miss the hearse, funeral my casket, caped these *******,
Thinking they mastered, I caster, the seeds, fill the needs,
Of the dying breeds, pride I swallow, I'll go out, like Apollo Creed,
Rocky Balboa, stamina swole, feel depths, of a soul glow,
Went to rich, from poor, mentality up my locality, in divinity,
No fake in me, I been real, since the birth of the hip hop,
Walked out my cradle, with the shanks, and a toasted bagel,
Excuse me, I'm talking about my guns, clips for ecstasy,
Love my girls ebony, thick fit, thighs looking Pepsi, crispy,
Once I I knock the flavors, forget all the, wannabe jocks,
I keep it lock, like a Senate, hard to survive, satan's pendant,
See me in it, to win it, flip my biscuit, music, for ya mellow soul,
Stroll with me, as we vibes, to old school, hallow destiny,
Saw jesus, before he hit thirty three, he advised me, to see,
The world, hate it much, but love the soul, daring touch, clutch,
Only what'sreal, shoot through cupid's heart, with these darts,
Tomorrows never promise, follow the wisdom, of Thomas,
Gospel, gangsta disciples, holding bibles, with rifles, rivals,
Cant match up, I'm draped up, king tut, with the snake, bezel,
Word to devils, that try to get on my level, no nah, check the maw,
Never spit, what I never saw, combat stats, sticking like tats,
And that's, where I draw the line, brace, melanin for sunshine,
One line, I take a snort, miss the courts, back at up the beach,
Near the miami airport, distort those who thought, they had the fort..
Word up
Check it love jones, this ain't, ya average Brian McKnight,
But I'll show ya a dark knight,make Christian's bail, thoughts prevail,
See evil parallel, carousel,
Next to heaven and hell, my soul ain't for sale, fault the grail,
Twlight gun sight, close ya sunlight, see death excite, float like a kite,
Skin graffiti, every enemy, shoot em down, like Auddie Murhpy,
True animal, Rambo, anything I touch, I destruct, ya ramble,
Gambles, with the ice of paradise, slice, bullets looking like lice,
Crawling, baby darling, suga pie honey bun, stick with puns,
This is for the real sons, born in the slums, of Houston,
Call us the rocket, cuz we stay shooting,haters get the bootin,
Shake all states, ya in good hands, see where my bands land,
I'm the man, I'm the bro, smooth as nitro, quarter mill hydro,
Stash a dough, yo see the spot blow,like sticks of pyro,
Cycle, wannabe mafiasos, we ain't for gangsta ****, profits
Off of paid gangsta hits,I *****, Luciano boss syndicate,
Move like the wind,cardinal direction, rejections,
Raw base connections, selections, picked,off the smiff n Wesson,
Stop guessing, you stressing, ain't messing, with this live ****,
The bigger the bullets, the bigger the splits, brain gymnastics,
Make classics, raps caviar, see ya demos, capped in plastic




Stature golden, with the axe, blue potion, see the ocean floating,
Posing crab snappers, get hit,with the clappers, Avenue dappers,
Showing love, once I bleed the block, ya know, I keep it lock,
Like goldies, Pretty Tony stello, **** the flows, to hoes, shows,
Skills, what's a bison, to a mosquito, sip the Mojito, sick mojo,
Lay it down, for her four point crown, chakra snow, crystal bezel,
Intellect, shining, dumb the blinding, with my cosmic, signing,
Grinding winter nights, bear necessities, feeling gravy,
Once somebodies, match to me, I got the tactics,of a Grizzlie,
Let the shells, blow like Gillespie, or catch, shots like Gretzky,
Nispy, when I hustle, I'm putting 60 pounds, to your muscle,
The stress is real, war ready, slaying amongst, these killer fields,
Can you feel, the thrill, like MJ on Pepsi appeal,pop steel,
It's all so real, til they see, own blood spill, ya know the deal,
Windmills, record deals, buck a squeal, in the high hills,
I meditate, like a great, monks when I pop, open the trunks,
Begins the ultimate funk, GP mothership, embroidery,
Pinned on ya pineal gland, man I hope yall, understand,
Fake fans, try to knock ya plans, shots opening for, ya awakening,
Ken Pepiton Aug 2022
First 8 lines are always free, the rest costs 20 minuters
- Raw, working stock poet tries and guesses, cast
as cares away, in spells… opposing all solid-state profits,
I disagree with most superlatives,
August is far crueler,
everybody knows. As a month,
April is
Seed
come so, see
Time come soon, prythee, swifty, didwe
Harvest, bestness contended for, proud
blue ribbon exceptionality, proved
-fecundity fructifity
consciousness, place in time known
light as punctual mass, echolialy lialy la la
- and also and also and also with you
~~~~ wavy thing, right
;rock on
who pulls past last rituals, past wars,
and war's threats,
defend the wall,
calling all outs in, defend the wall
fend off the opposing mind, in time, attempt
tempting all my desires to lieve be,
the state I'm in, once again
- no, I don't believe we're on the eve
- of destruction, my AI went auto inteleosic
Free am I, paid the life, or fifty years,
first come, first served,
learn the long way,
beats never learning at all.
- warrior spirit, something, like that
- say Maxwell's daemon is squeezin' yer bub-

not worried for my nation, not worried for
my error, nor for my will divided among my

auto refreshing systems, in the system,

set to flow at any speed we may agree, this fast
mean, statistical mean, free path, not
shortest distance, point to pointless whenever,
whatever,
mean free path, meandering, ring ring
beer commercial real life, as many can imagine
this is that good place, rest and relaxation, unwind,
- imagine you enjoy lines that insist, each
- line insists… it is all good, from one POV.
spin down, settle
light as the first point ever made in the game
of life on the line, strings of possibilities,
first free way, no entry fee,
we take -time, this whole thing took all day
to just now a flight of three warships
aim at Miramar, right over my valley
7:30 reread 6 m.
we feel - a sigh, some new sense esthesic
poeisic, sic, ever as it is written, so it is done.

[[[ Relegare. Read the records, find in the archives,
a volume, sealed under pressure,
to hold our emptiness out.

Popt. Popped that bubble, bubble
of thought, full spread to the bezel, white space

-eventually we all fall apart, art, and craft. Raw
reality remains, complicated, many ply, many threads
per centimeter, me-assure, self fi, con science
think
aaaaaaaa we all know knowing does not lead to madness.

Far from the maddened crowd imagined, cast of thousands,
from today, as the mother of the eight billioneth breather,
born after the events near Alamogordo, that mother
is
done been born, it aint you.

[[[[

First place/ Blue Ribbon,
Second place/ Red Ribbon,
Third place, was probably green, but I do not recall.
I never noticed what color I got, I was third.

Got a requisition for the old military mind,
kept it shined, knew it was good for something,-

Some one, ah, yes, Fulton Sheen, asked me, on TV,
just like in the spirit, the way I hear it, no lie
is of the truth, yet, yes, I know,
how lies work, one must believe trust is possible,
not culturally defined, what it is, the wedom
feeling, me and you, bound to find the answer…

F.T.A. wei wu wei wu, too WAYtold you, … meet me
at that ***** colony in Vietnam, give a dam,
rebuild some dikes we blew to hell and gone, gone
awe, the we
still functions, the old military mind, we got the gaba
keeping mean free paths open to any
enquirery counsel of haught, haught, ought not we
- clearing percussive growl- insignificant
respect our predecessors. In deed, rewatch 957 hours

This
Is BBC, from the past yet to be completed in your futurer

------------ bleed through, has dear value here? NOW
Who asks of me a reason for this faith in me?
Waar. Alas. 8 wpm
Dear , God, what
Contention,
dispute
- repute
perhaps "repeatedly" (see re-), + putare
"to judge, suppose, believe, suspect,"
originally "to clean, trim, prune"

From <https://www.etymonline.com/search?q=repute>

Or PIE*pau, punch-
"to cut, strike, stamp" {;}

Content is king.
- moments, instants, we all know
pride, swelling heat, as we are
mostly micky mouse molecules, heated
e-motionally, as volume of conscious thought
shifts into save me, auto, self, image,
hot h2oh yes
rush from rage or shame,
AI puts the blame on Thymus glands planned
final message, at the canker worm's first byte

pre-serving pattern, rage, red-face grimace
peruperu, yaaaah,
-Ma-ow-ri co robbery-gasp
choke, cough, click off. Angery flesh,
where the lie you love ***** your reason
for war to a head, that is shrunken,
to a mathematical point,
to weigh against shame put on you by a contest,
for best…

It's business, busy, busy, busy, we all must be
busy about our master's business,
making disciples, ah, ambiguity, you *****,
discipline my poeisis plea-plea-please

break loose, hold the line at etho- no, esthesic

esthesic, sic, the es, essential esses, complex
enfolding from olden minds loosed in 2022.

The rub. Yes, per haps we rhearrange, create next
from another ify point made,
you know, you just do, right, sci-psi-psy, experientially,
inside
out, gleam, see that gleam, something like the rage
that reddened the last loser's face, that gleam in her eye,
uses twice that power,
one look, one look,
you know, she knows, just iust adjust a second perspective,

megamacro gravity lens, placed just there,

I am asking you,
to play a game, with ghosts of old agreements, oaths
kept,

to the proof of the promise; and not one  

-dared finish the reason strung together, over spreading pearls,
- until the internet ****** him in
- like, 1995
sheen shone in the word serpent, on tele-type roles
to the moon, Alice, Jones, what I miss, 1964
to the moon
as in, wise as, as is the voice, bray
hoo, uses {} these to appear obvious.
- in Kansas, we call these buttermilk skys,
to here 2022, that fast
real as ever.

Trippier than hell. BY FAR, be it known.
This is the soul of a sould out soldier-
monk- protestant dissenter, cursed
son of an itch
no man can scratch alone, be it known.
Be it known, echolalia glossalalial
'armonica.

Humming.

The imaginations, ours, not
the other people, we are not
other people now. We are you,
Dear Reader, from the Dear Diary
classification for emotional connection, sin is losing all connection.
- that is all. That is, the religious ordered     wall
It is, of course, of course,
correctible,
a matter of physics, time in truth,
alls it is.

Time in truth. As a regular thing,
a daily routine,
a quotidian thing that makes peace

seem this easy, for example.
7:48
Word games as pass times,
V1
Since I got a few seconds of breath, I might as well tell what's left,
On my mind, no longer focused on the grind, no longer chasing sunshine,
How when I am the light, the wind pushing air to a kite, taking flights,
Heights, I'm knocking on heavens doorway, be prepared, I'm coming your way,
Along with pain and tears, see the agenda is to exposed all out my fears,
Yo they say I'm crazy, cuz im not a baby, this whole world dont even phase me,
Play me, back times infinite, see my enemies love to see blood shed, out of me,
Me, I play cool as a hustler's groove, I'm on a mission, breaking my intuition,
Lord forgive em, he dont know what he say, but today, I'm gonna make em pay,
See the tears cant bring me back, see hearts is cold cracking stats,
I'm on another level, Tesla purple bezel,
I still get an earful, word to them devils,
They try play like I'm a rebel,
and with that said, big yosef staying ghost,
So I guess myself is dead, and uh....


V2
Since I step in this irony, world debauchery enriched, with dark tragedy,
I'm looking at the majesty, like im right here, see the cold stares, with tears,
Streaming from my eyes, saw myself up in the skies, Zekara my baby,
It's so crazy, ya left me, 14 years and 7 months ago, yo it's to hard grow,
The stash about to blow, times is hard and these are the hard times,
Every place I bet, is towards nickles & dimes, shy away from the street crime,
I found a better way to hustle, for the grind, I found the dark, before the shine,
Knowledge mystics of a shrine, lay away America's manners, before I dine,
Each and every line, is versed from heavenly intertwine, sharpen my mind,
Clocks is ticking, somewhere I can hear, the gun clicking, itching,
For another soul, chilling at the crossroads, with big dark winged angel,
Lining up more, for the final bonded, time on earth,  yo let's go,
Into another place, chase the black space without a race, another body resting in bed,
And with that said, big yosef staying ghost,
So I guess another ego is dead, and uh,


V3
Yo see the ego, was birthed along with evils, tool, made to shave and break rules,
While ya tryna win, I'm still see em loose, draws feels like Howlin Wolf blues,
Cant hit the snooze, when the shots is hot, how many scared to rot,
Living penalties, of humanity this ain't how it's supposed to be, my family,
Ain't been my family, seems like I got emptied, with the clips of guilts,
Set trips, of the grims intervening my slips, I saw the man with the black suit,
With a gang of troops, ready to scoop, faceless apparitions,
Got my suspicion rising, giving my last of my fight, the airs getting tight,
Blur in my sight, im see visions of people, that been long gone, before the flight,
Entering the twlight zone, no pain no gain I'm laying, in the ozone,
Seeing my clones, my bones, laid over a beautiful sights, with writes,
Cards n ****, the flowers ain't ****, im not even hear to feel it, feel it,
So and with that said, still grabbing death, cuz yosef is finally dead and uh,

Outro:
" They say you can control life and death in the power of the tongue,
Well i stand strong, life ain't long, I'll just let
Death be welcome"



Have no fear once the shadows come near
I'm here to hear
No pain all darkness shall never reign
Again and again
The gig is up the serpent is out,
Lashing his tongue waiting devour
These souls feasting for more control,
And with that said
Another unsatisfied cuz the world is dead

((((Gun shots)))))))
Yo let's go space agin' eat chicken Cajun
My girls says I'm amazing blunts blazin'
Over grams to pounds whats that sound?
Flashlight knock out clowns
Its Htown
Holding crown or better yet a dynasty
Feel me? Naw I'm too hot to touch
Once the toasters bust turn flesh into crust
No hate in my game know the name
Same ol same taste of rhyme *******
Divine and sane makes me insane
Off the top of the brain most claim
They got the industry on lock but not
The way I see it most ain't livin' it
Fantasy dreaming triple beamin'
My visions paralyze treasons
Giving reasons why we here earth wind and fire
Combination of desire maxe for higher
Learning from the Thais burning page turning
Back to the days of hip hop in a top drop
My vogues sittin' on pokers and it don't stop
Third coast stay getting props **** slops
We loosened ya knots so all profits
Come to us Ponzi scheme style wild
Stay close to my Ruger cuz hataz more foul
Than Kyle it's southpark we putting sparks
Burnt out ya eyesight from the flash of a bright
Gun ejection no recollection I black out
See what my killaz about southside soldiers
Rollin' through like bolder my thoughts colder
Than an depth of an abyss givin' a kiss
To the skyline a graphic design
Raise the vibrations of my spine
AiYo it's time to grind glow from the sunshine

Once I learned the ways of the goetias
Its takes ya to higher domains and plains
And to places ya never been through strategize my Sun Tzu
Art of war principles dialect ya pupils
I was made to rule ten tactics i follow
Pride I swallow while y'all borrow
From acted movie scripts not a blood or Crip
But I stay affiliated far from calibrated
I'm off the scales so I won't see bail
But Ill see Baal I'm trapped inside a jail
Of hells cartel see most ain't living well
And you can tell from the aroma that smells
Foul living brailles the sinning
And happiness within im still givin'
The best that I've got til my flesh rot
I'll still be on the verge of a plot
Who wanna take a shot? At me
Only to reenergize my energy
It's the return of the voodoo child
As I pile up lyrics for the crate
Of records for my vocals chords
To explore giving ya brain a taste
Of soul food soothing ya mood
I'm mellow as Parker ****** flow
Just so ya know I'll rock it slow
So Carefully listen yo I ain't dissing
Reminiscin' to what's really missin'
In the game **** shame old school reign
Supreme I stop chasing diamond rings
I rather have a bezel mind shinin' through time
Wonka maze these days my rhymes to mic protege so begins the stages I  slay
Old skool jewels, dropping joints that could, even make a mule,
Come out of,its stubborn ways, jam the O'Jays to the BarKays,
Yo feel what,I gotta say, on decks with the Ak, speech delay,
Now play, it back in slow motion, it's a lyrical ocean, potion
Sinking in, since the days of the fallin, Olympus still stallin,
Pardon, my darling, my baby girl, just wanted to rock, the world
By the sun and moon, that gloom that, glossed up the pearl,
So many wanna be ya friend, but in the end, it's all a big pretend,
Never lend, my friendship, it's out on lease, easy as ever capeech,
Love me a **** stallion, shining lika bezel, level up diamond,
My intellect that is,still blinding, got the code, from the coal mining,
Universal timings, know the words, of the hidden Gods,
Once I charge the clouds,and clear out the smogs, let my mind jog,
Around the hostility, no humility, break down the unity,
Separate I, from self, cuz I'm dangerous for ya health,
Gas state, carbon monoxide, so suckas, better go hide,
I got pride of a lion, I ain't ****** lyin', applyin', skillz without tryin,
Who could stop me, post a bill, cut down the economy, probably
New stock monopoly, Bradley,  concepts, hold the rejects,
Yo that's a bet, no sweat, leave ya without no regrets,
Standing on the block, like I'm owning it, clone it,
Double up, went from dollars, to a thousandaire, dont care,
What others dare, to say about me, I'm a sit back, play a King see,
While yall playin' QB, I'm watching on a blitz, like a safety,
Defense zone 3, check ya keys, I peel the messenger,
Im the driver, in hip hop and yall, others is just passengers,






Posterize, lyricist true to self, over analyze, victory prize,
Stepped up off,of the St Hides, see the wisdom, slowly hides,
Away the pain, the strain, from the depths of my brain, a grain,
Of salt, could turn all yall to malt, liquor, yo I missed her,
Hip hop since she, took a new stage prop, I'm here to restock,
The originality, fresh taste for fertility, seed at a fatality,
Rally, women I tally, yo dont dilly dally, with a skeez in the valley,
Skin graffiti, pinned up with a nefertiti, thick but still skinny,
Hold my henny,  toast to good and plenty, times off of signs,
Make 9 cents, off your dimes, extort ya shine, cash all in lines,
Smoking the pines, read between the lines, one of a kind,
Isaac Hayes sculpture, break out the culture, watch the vultures,
Copy cats, erase cheese heads, with the gats, lay out greedy rats,
Unbeatable stats, so it's hard for ya match, pitch a heat to catch,
Stay off the radar, born star, plot like Scar, leader of the new Czar,
So bizzare, rhymes twisted, sick with it, grab my biscuits, mystic,
Sly, pass through the devils eyes, glare over the skies, magnetize
Navy seals, rhyme appeal, always smoke out, spotlight sequel,
Oh so real, candy rain with da wood grill, stainless made steel,
With so many swords, of wu tang you, cant evade the killz,
Once I flick, the wrist, you'll see my ice crisp, mics looking ******?
Like who's, rhyming after this, magnificent, ya presence,
Is hesitance, once I take a chance, gander a glance, romance,
The beat, out of her feet, souls rock and roll, simple yes or no?
They say, I cant rock the show, watch ya mental grow, spark a sew,
Stitching, words carefully, prepped by me, styles of obi kinobe,
Jedi dead eye, hawk tactics, flying by, widen ya fragile sty,
Sly, and slick, but far from wicked, shots, off like john wick,
So a take pick, number one draft kicks, out comes, ya lent,
Cuz ya money spent, no time to circumvent, as I dance,
Moonwalker vibes, all they way live, suckas playing, the jive,
Heart of lion, pride pounce a stride, no need,for feelings to hide,
As I slide, glide like Clyde, smooth jack, like a g-ride, play Hyde,
To Jekyll, see a speckle, of spotlight, watch blaze the sights,
Fish lens, see myself in a benz, with murdered out endz, trends,
Set by, me  the stylistic, of the century, make or break,
Dyntasy, see folks eyeing me, trying me, let off the 9 millie,
Wha da da dang, listen to it go bang, kicks, harder than Lu Kang,
Swang, my caddy, looking good across, the fleetwood,
Naked girl, top front grill, big body if steel, feel the depths, of real,
Bring ya down, like Shaquille, it's like magical, appeal, steal,
Any show, 10Gs a hour, growing power, like yellow tinted powder,
Watch me crowd a, empty place, giving a victory taste,
Flavors in ya ears, rocawear, switched to new gear,
Now all I wear, is suits to boots, combat with no troops,
Been made for war, soul cadenace soI'll, slim.your chances,
Advances, past on auto, cosmic flow jo, burning tracks, once mo,
I thought you knew, we blow through, cruise, suckas catch snooze,
Underworld *****, left clues like blues, mis the late news,
But you on time, for ya funeral views,  never bright, a dim fuse,
Abused, the critics who use, my styles to keep em glued,
Like the news, media rock donnabellas, hella cheddar,
Mozzarella, how many Cinderellas, waiting, for the lucky fella?
They guy never existed, flip the exquisite, expensive,
Visits, from the truth, almost chipped, my tooth,
In the booth, I gotta stay, true to my fans, i remained a valuable,
Jewels, stayed stuck in the crud, forms out, the sludge,
Never judge the judged, see the colors, I dipped in fudge,
Hate has no love, or feelings, see the world, we living in,
Dire amongst sins, my spinz, make ya go crazy, look at the citizens,
Hands reaching, for hope, but ain't no hope, put faith, in the Pope,
He must be on dope, drugs haze, got folks, in a zombie phase,
dont take the shot, or else ya body, gonna see an early rot,
Be gosh, all yall oshkosh, take a swig of Hennessy slosh, toss,
Up my spirits, to the Aurora, I hope they dont ignore tha,
Thunder, brings lightening, rain and tornado hailstorm, sightings,
Brightening, ya opticals, so tropical, topics, skip the profits,
Rather be a poor man, in the bezel of an eagle, see the raw evil,
Honey eyes, glaring staring, look deep for a daring, body pairing,
To the fake, glamour life, style problems, always foul,
Flagrant fragrance, worn as I charm, i contest the storm, swarm,
At the bees, bound to get stung, with tragedy, pain to agony,
No empty, vessels I stretch the muscle, til the hustle hustles,
Check it the album's supreme clientele thoughts parallel  
To the universe scales dance fancy as the Drells sails
Girls water Gail  marvel the Marvelles slash the bells
**** what liberty yells bail from jail salt the snail all fails
From the plot deep within casted stones to my sin squids binges
Latch to ya unattached emotions coasting smooth dosing
Words from weeds roasting in the papers capers crusader
Joker invader mental status watch the crowds rate us fade us
Never chose from the red and blue rose thoughts is a pose
Out grows an idea for the dead scenarios Luther flow
See me here and now smile like the poltergeist lighted style
Fouls leeched from the wicked punched tickets stick it
To a venus fly paper low cut with the tapers craters haters
So alpha far from beta mad debaters watch me fade ya
MJ on a breakaway see my tongue out like the gun snout
Morge got ya gums out perms to a pout standing stout reroute
Ya tour pure as the big H triple drink ripple til I *******
The microphone smooth tones sly stone safari's zone
Battle by my own cant stand clone postal as Malone I'm gone
In the wind chasing words pasting copy intellects wasting  
Time space age celibacy freaky me naw it's just the God in me
Shed prophecy  black as mahogany ebony jets threats
Cash watchers third eyes bezel baguettes sitting on bets
Once the horses play sweats poker bluff see the fishnets
******* the beats **** the rhymes shine mind everytime
Perfect selection every line silent critics to a mime dime
Over singles making jingles pop the pringle guns is eagle
Pass illegal bribe the paralegal sniff a Kojack beagle evil
Loves to play with the good sigils seperate brother but equal
To the universal a prince dazed off the purple laced the circle
Pentagram pinning money grands in grams hard head slams
Crash a thought wonderous cloth cruise to the Blackstones
Back on the black throne dial up no ring tones styles chrome
Diamond taxes abraxas close to the faxes who could axe this
My minds to abyss annihilate  analysis picture my fist
Black love throwing subs of dubs packed out clubs above
The clouds of nine shine once I crack the sunshine signs
Giving by godly Angel's of Charlie swarm me feelin' swarthy
With my skin tone beautiful scents  on unpriced cologne  
Outlaw Jim Jones splash songs crimp ya love Jones foam
Soapas  **** an oprah  at the opera spectacular raptor
Rent the flesh once I mic check begins an ultimate threat
Jeeps I roll over the creep at the peak impeach the breach
Contract check my rap habitat trained for combat stats
Sitting like a maxed out politician wishing for Christian *******
Out biblical concept reminiscing lobbyist  still fishing
For the bait **** the sheep til they minds ******* outrate  
Dates disco for the brakes Jake's hands still out for the stake...

With "One"
All It take is "One"
Serious rhymes I drop is "One"
Electrocute reboot see the words shoot scoops
That average nay sayer true player the rappin mayor
Playing in league major can't fade tha lyrical equators
Heat a debater mind caters slay ya dollaz deja
Vue filling the clues with no blues ghetto valuable
Diamond bezel intellects my techs select third eye nest
Rest only to the wicked punch meal tickets like Wilson
I picket it catch the licks as i stick drum follow the hums  
Strums a new melody rhyme dime felony ebony
She cute as can be but treacherous with the three
Body rock soul shocked see the tapes pops she can't stop
Moving and grooving caught by loves crest soothin'


Take a stench of herbs follow the verbs to words
Formulating oxidation see the mind begin creations
Wonder world fantasy see the real me far from cheesy
But stay movin' cheetahs from leeching divas
Tryna be a money pendant receiver follow myself as leader
Still paging Malcolm's scrolls can't see me like Cena
John BKY acronym best known yet super Mario threat
Once my flows inject spit fireballs consume all of y'all
Braced the downfall who wanna brawl? Creep and crawl
Snail pace activate the chase see growin' instincts waste
Face off with the nation pour up my black libations
Soul restoration no more hesitating set black stations
Seek my Nefertiti spacing birth counts paramount
Fear of a dark planet got **** it it's happening
And they can't stand it winded opponents
Failed because of being insubordinate
ZEAL Aug 20
I went out with my dream in the gudda.
Libra young like his mom he's not suddle
Tempers rise when he wanted to be special
I'ma king and the crown is not simple
Capricorn use to ride on my bezel
Gave me thorns and I still think that's better..
Up in Cypress my heart is gem
Yet the want me to be just like them
Yet they want me horned like I'm HIM
YET THEY KISS ME LIKE I DONT KNOW THEM.....

— The End —