Plagued upon a throne of Kings
A lonely man yearns for his Kin
His robe lavish with gold linen
Upon his hand, a priceless ring

A life exalted by his peers
His energy parallels Seers

His life seemed luscious, oh so grand
To this day, still dreamt by man
Outward looking in, twas wondrous
Inward looking out, ‘twas thunderous

Jaded by the population
Stigmatized throughout the nation
Beckoned by unearthly masses
Reliving the timeless passes

Actions changed the way he felt
Character was lost in doubt
The lust for life was slowly fading
Positivity evading

Hissed and boo-ed by karma
Pouring blood sweat and some tears.
Forced to climb the darkest mountains
Facing deep knit fears

Searching for the sunshine
Brought celestial basking rays
The wormhole was approaching
Turning time into a blaze

Heartfelt thought concoction
Bright conversation soothed.
Analytical distress
Magnifying lewd.

Some prefer to dream big
Living beyond ones means
I don’t want possessions.
Love and truth: they make me keen.

This story is my truth
Living humbly as I sing.
In the land of blindness.
The one eyed man is king.

I influence the young.
Paying tribute to the old.
It’s life’s climactic certainty
That creates and behold Fashion lives within us each.
Let it light the way Shake darkness from your ratchet soul
Expel unwanted weak.

The universe has my interests
Amidst its magic core.
I thank the energy I feel.
This life I do adore.

Kin, it is the answer:
Whether blood, friendship, or love
Let your wings spread freely
Waving Olive Branch laced Doves

LOVE THYSELF for you are beautiful!

I know how you feel…

I can feel your feelings,
Feeling feelings,
Freely feeling.

I can feel my feelings,
Feeling feelings,
Flowing freely.

You know how I feel…

You can feel my feelings,
Feeling feelings,
Freely feeling.

You can feel your feelings,
Feeling feelings,
Flowing freely.

We know how we feel…

We can feel our feelings,
Feeling feelings,
Freely flowing.
Flowing freely.

Feel.

I knew it. I saw it. I was there.
I felt it. I envisioned it. It was pure.
It sang. It rang. It preached.
It taught. It sought. It peaked.
I saw. I felt. I left.
I took a right. I climbed the cliff.
It tumbled down. It became bright.
Funny was the comic sight.
It happened. It went. It passed.
We made it through, alas.

Blah blah. Oh yeah? You think so!? I heard about that. It ain’t an issue, relax. I know about it. We found out yesterday. Yeah?

Yadda yadda yadda. Whatever. I don’t care. Is it really important? What is the relevancy? Should I have some sort of elated emotion toward the situation? Wow. That makes sense.

Right. Hmm.. I see your point of view: interesting perspective. I concur. The decisive nature and capacity to be innately observant does run it’s course through time. Very astute.

Perfect…like penuche fudge. It’s Delicious. NEXT!

You can’t contain an animal that doesn’t want to be contained

Contain those who can be contained
Hang w those who would rather stay

Forget the forgotten
Remember the remembered
There’s reason and there’s rhyme
When we swim we get much wetter

The letter is was written
The reason was forgiven
The bequeathed they were given
It’s how one made a living

Aristotle sat and thought
The healthy life cannot be bought
In fact it truly can’t be taught
It’s found by those who succinctly sought

The weak will always follow
The leaders we do swallow
Pride prevails faster than snails
The top dogs rack the rails

Contain what can be contained
Slay only what can be slain

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Freestyle to captivate the motion of how I am feeling x the notion divided by the square root of all that is here, minus negativity, plus “to persevere”

Twisted like a joint
Untying a knot
Just to get to the point
Rising from what’s sought

Becoming aware
Self analytical thoughts
Providing all the care
For what we thought we bought

One eyed stones
Two eyed toads
Three eyed rogues
Four eyed codes
Five eyed trees
Six eyed bees
Seven eyed keys
Eight eyed deeds
Nine eyed creeds.
Ten eyed seeds.

These are the eyes that see from all that’s not. They can read your mind. They can read your thoughts.

I am real.
Am I real?
Real, am I?
Real, I am.
Real, I am?
I am real?
Real, I am!
I am real!

Snap to the beat
Rhyme in your seat
Keep it real discreet
Marinate ya meat

Club and smash some beets
Germinate fresh planted seeds
Take what’s abstract make concrete
Schedule a coupled meet

Rabbity Babbitty Bibbity Boo.
I saw a bird. It let out a poo.
It was not normal.
It was quite strange.
The birds on the perch.
They began to change.
The beaks they all melted.
The feathers they flew.
Voices took over.
The many and few.
Nations united.
Warriors reinforced.
Epic conundrums.
Straight from the source.
The answer was clear.
The question was not.
Tea kettles boil.
The water once sought.

Right on the edge.
Hanging on for dear life.
Struggling to make it.
Crunching, twisting.
Energy draining.
The inferno of madness.
Discomfort. Tightness.
Pains. Pins. Needles.
Feeling edgy.
Living on the edge.

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Bodaciously grand!

Faded, Faded, Faded.

That’s right.

Faded, Raided, Jaded.

Das right.

Faded, Baited, Crated.

Akrite.

Faded, Braided, Dated.

You know.

Faded, Gated, Elated.

This is it.

Eel Rrag | The Inner Role (Of Humanity)

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