Friday, December 31, 2021

Hear me esteem one

 


Hear me esteem one

Hear me and deliver the fond ones from the self-imposed clutches of a demented mind

Deliver their heads so that they may liberate themselves from themselves

The fond ones are floundering in paleness

Allowing themselves to become entangled within the mutation’s tentacles

Riding every whim of the absurd

Fascinated by the propaganda of the imposter

Scrabbling to be everything but themselves

The pretenders have created an illusion

The real has been camouflaged by their deceptions

The mirage has become a facet of everyday life

Nurse the heads of the fond ones so that they may mend themselves

Restore to health those who covet death

Heed my prayer esteem one and do this for your children

Curse those who look upon themselves

Reveal the obscenity as a profanity

Scourge the pallor with a deserved faintness

Instability in oneself has damaged the fond ones exceedingly

The entire cosmos is now clumsy and awkward

Mindsets away from its original form

Because of the fond one’s lust for the reprehensible

And are so willing to immerse themselves within pale idiocy

Listen to me esteem one

Pay attention to my prayer

And rescue your children from themselves

 

Wednesday, October 6, 2021

The Subhuman Elements

 Over two hundred years of indoctrination has created a subhuman element that accepts everything fed into it without question. These types of individuals do not have the ideological mechanism to perform basic critical thinking skills. They live by reacting rather than thinking.

These subhuman elements are quick to hurt and speedy to kill because they are void of human nature and have no desire to improve their spiritual, social, and intellectual condition. These subhuman elements look and sound like me because I am the product of my culture, just as they are.

We all must heighten our sense of self, placing no one above us and feeling that no one is beneath us. By brute force, bestiality unshackles themselves from animalistic thinking and behavior and enhances in value and quality their level of existence.

The weak of mind will continue to be a ludicrous figure having a brittle foundation that is easily cracked, broken, and snapped apart. They will continue to hate themselves and everyone who looks like them. They will continue to be an obscene wound debasing the earth irreverent to nature.

My love for the subhuman is strong. Strong enough to be depressed by what I see. Strong enough to strive to make myself better, moving beyond the surface material of my brain into the clarity of personal maturity. Two hundred years of indoctrination shattered by correctness. Two hundred years of indoctrination overthrown by an inventive mind.

Stop hurting and killing one another and engage in innovativeness and intellectual ingenuity. The first will be the foremost again as the subhuman is destroyed and becomes a living being.

Thursday, September 23, 2021

Grow Up

Hurting and killing one another, walking around with your butt hanging out, frowning your face when looking at one another, writing and promoting demeaning and self-hating musical lyrics, grow up! Allowing oneself to be so brainwashed and whitewashed is a disgrace. Be the best that you can be, not the worst. Strive to obtain the highest mind, not the lowest one. Invent and create, not disrespect, and destroy. You have it in you if you allow it to come out, so do it! You know who I am speaking to, young black men, or however you define yourself. Grow up and stop hurting and killing one another! Be united and strong as an individual and as a community, then go out and conquer the world. 

Friday, April 3, 2020

The Anxiety of the Unknown

The fear of death is useless anxiety but can be understood if placed in the context of the fear of the unknown. Life is the only experience the so-called living knows, and death is as unfamiliar as living without aging. Death may well be a much more rewarding experience than life, but there are very few people who want to find out.

Under the suffocating influences of Western culture, most of the peoples of the world are as dead as the concept of death can get. Yet those same peoples fear the transition into a state that they already exist.

Some want death, but the anxiety of the unknown is a cause of much concern for them, causing them to waver between what they want and that which they fear. You feel trapped within a question mark that has no rational form when you hear a sound that you do not at once recognize.

The beating of your heart in the stillness of the night becomes a vivid awareness of how fragile life is. If you are lying in bed, fear causes you to get up, when only moments before you thought of the serenity and tranquility of transitioning into forever during sleep.

With a lack of enthusiasm, you take your medications because you want to live with as little suffering, hospital and doctor bills as possible. You think of the people whom you knew who have transitioned beyond your realm of consciousness, and you think of how death is only one step from the last.

Nothing mystical or magical has happened to them as they have merely continued a journey having many layers of consciousness.

I knew someone who would cry while telling me that they did not want to die. The fear of death became of no value as sickness and the loss of people they knew, one by one, made the continuance of life undesirable to them.

How can you grieve the end of someone's suffering? How can you mourn for someone who has taken the next step on their journey? The fear of death is useless anxiety because the living is as dead as death can get, thinking that they are alive when they are not.

The Western culture has produced a world populated by the animated dead. Fabricating people that are stimulation in motion, that laughs, that sings, that dance, that talk, that go to work, that breathe, all the while producing nothing that infinity can account for as being anything of significance.

The Anxiety of the Unknown is as natural as using the toilet and cannot be flushed away by denial and dreaming. So, I comfort myself by making peace with that which is impossible to know until I take that next step and walk into it.