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Reality is Relative

Transitioning

Transitioning...changing ones positioning...getting a feel for feelings...that feel a little different...it could be horrendous...or maybe even magnificent...depending on the sums, quotients and what the co-efficient is...moving outside of your comfort zone takes a lot of bravery...just like deciding to remain in it...is akin to slavery...the things you cant see, feel, or touch are never manageable...but one of the greatest joys in life...is making the unimaginable tangible...as I sit here and write this...I'm also speaking to myself...kinda like a pep talk...because I know this dialogue will bring me wealth...not just material things...thats the least of my worries...priceless will be on the tag...when all of my insecurities are buried...my brilliance comes in flurries...i need it to be sustained...and the only thing that dims my light...is this lack of confidence...that manifests' as fright...leaving me feeling constrained...this confuses me because of all of the knowledg...

Reborn

I looked pain in the eyes
Whispered in hate's ear
Love was behind the wheel But fear would still steer
Me and hate had a dinner date
At the cafe where the sinners ate
Tried to convince me to collaborate
But I wouldn't participate
In fact I had to emancipate from this sinister mental state
Truth is the light, aint really no need to elaborate
At this time I decided that I had to differentiate
I was living on the border
lacking discipline and order
I remember like it was yesterday
My mind is a recorder
The tomorrows of the past have turned to the present days
And with this gift I have of gab I'm going to find a better way
I promised myself that when I started living my dream
That I would never wake up
Self is fully esteemed

Reality is Relative

Above The Illusion

Above the illusion ,above the lies
Above the realm that harms your mind
Above the slander and dillusions of granduer
Above the negativity, I'm so one of a kind
Above the reality you see with your eyes
Above the finality that comes with demise
Above and beyond the "Love Down Below"
Above just getting the sex i'm ready to grow
Above all the games played by the lames
Above all the hatred; Why not just love? It's sacred
Above the wrongs that righted my path
Above the people who got 80 when fortunes were bad
Above the fiction so once and for all
Above the apprehension that wouldn't let me stand tall
Above the fear, my vision is clear
I'm living Above The Illusion; Devoid of confusion

Reflections

When I look into the mirror sometimes I see perfection
Other days it's the opposite perception
What's really behind all these fragmented pieces of light?
Is it the wrongdoers tellin you to do right?
Or is it flipped? The straight A wiz kid of the class would give his left arm to be considered bad
Reflections, the reception of electronic deception
Children are programmed by mass media to look forward to conception
It seems as if everything is inhumane
Everyday someone is robbed, every night someone is slain
Some people feed off negativity, for all they know is pain
As I reflect I'm so thankful that is not from where I came
I lived around the corner from opportunity and next door to unity
That's why thinking outside the box was never new to me
My reflections take me in so many different directions
However one of them is not reverse because time cannot be reimbursed
Yet and...

FreeWill

Free Will...will he be free? or will he still...stay stuck...thinking it's necessary that he steal...His energy is stale..and he dont know how to feel...He failed outta school...and his girl forgot to take her pill...sh*t's gettin real...his energy is dark...He wants to stop the cycle...but dont know where to start...He always starts things..that he dont know how to stop...his perception is distorted...because his chakras are blocked...issues in his heart...throat...and solar plexus...got his reality lookin pretty infected...his solution is simple...but he fails to accept it...deep down he knows the answers...but he decides to reject it...so...instead of being receptive...he's dejected...feeling like he's been neglected...he just participates in life...he doesnt direct it... .whenever he wants he can change this...he doesnt have to go thorough all this pain ...it could all be painless...He would feel pain less...if he let go of all his stress...change his train of thought.....

Elevation

Bereft of meaning...empty words play on the minds of the weak....these are the ones who become physically violent....but are... spiritually meek...Peep what the Piper is picking for us...they exploited, extorted and then ignored us...told us their skin was more visually gorgeous...When are we gonna stop getting played?...Their lies be like so enormous i can't quantify it in a tangible way...You may say "Say, who is they"? And when you hear me say "you" You look at me like "who?...Yeah you...the tables just turned real quick... So...put out your square ...pull up a chair...and listen as i get into this deep sh*t...The state of your thinking is how you keep sh*t...So if your mentality is effed up...Guess what...your reality speaks it... Seeâ€¦it's all about positive thinking...thats why it's under assassination...the irony is that its your protection... The objects of your fascination are revealed through your expression...What that means is you cant be out here stressi...


		amin901 says: nice poem poems by this commentor No Love Product Of Environment Transformation

Reality is Relative

Transitioning

Reborn

Reality is Relative

Above The Illusion

Reflections

FreeWill

Elevation

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