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My mind is sometimes sick like Gacy
Prophetic like Edgar Cayce
And a little comedic side to me, like Morgan Tracy
Not many understand my personality
But I don’t let them phase me
It’s crazy!
I try not to allow my various selves chase me
They at times ‘drive me’ Miss Daisy
As I tread paths untouched and enter portals never entered
I slowly slither into slivering silver liquid
Mercurial mind
Mentally instigating momentum
To push and move faster than light speed
It just might be
That my past fright freed
Freed me from a slave creed indeed
I verbally ejaculate seeds from my mouth
Planting intelligence and new dimensions
Without fear or apprehension
Causing your joints and muscles to tighten
As they fill up with calcinosis and tension
I speak eloquently at a higher yet understood comprehension
Because I myself
Have made myself to grow
BY choosing to do so
So the person you know
Is whom I show
Not like a show
But the person shown
Is the person who has grown
To new heights of heaven has flown
And although to a small select few, am I truly known
Many minds globally, are what I have blown!
For my intention
Is far beyond humanity’s “Will†for contention
I create intellectual ascension and elevation
For one side of me is filled with glorious illumination
Shekinah glory
Is a part of my life story
Tree of life fed me
Lead me
Made me to tread see!
For now I speak with vibrancy
To my Queens and other men who too are a Highness
Walk smoothly because I feel the flyness
Although with a little shyness
No one can try this
For I can and will be true
To me and to you
To all who know or ever knew
Me at any level
Would automatically place me into a different level
For my thoughts are superior to many
My vocabulary is simply complex
As it journeys into the plenty
And when I was about twenty
I was at a loss and felt completely empty
So something within me, just lit up
Told me to git up
Take the cup and sip up
Take the bowl to dine & sup
So now my mind is constantly ready to erupt
Collapse minds like a vortex when I spit up
Bile from my mouth
When it renders you hopeless
As it begins down south
In my loins
Cover myself with Myrrh and beauty ointments of the most high
Keeping feet grounded
My eyes to the sky
Ready and willing to die
Die for truth and health wellness
Self awareness is vital
Like the Qumran and Bible
Mahabharata and ancient texts
Opened my third eye
And made its vision from concave to convex
Now although a man of simplicity
To the world of blindness I am complex
With a few remaining human defects
I still switch it up
No mind - do I corrupt
For I only emanate truth and wisdom
As they flow through me
Don’t mean to be abrupt
But your frequency I must interrupt
Disrupt
Your slow vibrational mind waves
For where the minds a slave to the things it craves
Rather than cosmic energy in synergy
A wave of horror terrifies the blind
Because their minds are confined
Stuck in a lost phase
Disrupted stage
Falsified testament
I speak in increments
To help in your consistent detriment
For my vocals are created by internal instrumentals
For I am an instrument of God being utilized as a tool
To open the eyes of blind fools
Causing schisms in today’s educational halls & schools
High days and vibrational lows
But I try to spit flows
No matter the level of glow
Whether I glow or glare
The world will take a moment to look at and stare
For they will be very aware
Of my hypnotizing verbalized glare
Vocally glistening while listening
For when I speak, I reveal the oncoming snare
So take heed and be aware!
But also listen closely
I know by the few I shall be heard mostly
For the others will hear
But will not ‘feel the energy’ so clear
For their presence is not sufficiently near
But to those who listen
I hold tightly and endear
For we have chosen to let go of ignorance and fear
Wiped many a tear
And now our own lives we took the wheel the steer
And will no longer get caught in the headlights like a deer.
SkTzO
