. *Birdman hand rubs*
Free Smoke beat
The love we give our pets will make them evolve.
Make them lose their animal instincts perhaps.
i seem to wanna talk more and more about what really matters.
With people that still get it
You always against hypermasculinity but never against hyper femininity
You castrate the bulls to keep them calm but don’t give stilboestrol to the heifers
If I need to show that I’m sane in order to get the girl, then I don’t want that girl
Our male cat only likes female people
That disloyal nigga
If you switch on your bros after getting a girl
Then you don’t deserve either
I know how analogies work
the renunciation by woman of her right to be a woman.
I ain’t a heathen..
Am just good at perpetuating binary thought
Expert in non sequiturs
What I know versus what I believe in
It is through the messy, round-about series of wrong turns that we come to consciousness.
if you take one thing from Kanye take this: do not trust ANYONE who has not seen or explored the dark side of themselves. they are not alive
Home is where mama’s baked chicken are
Food so sweet I forget to say Grace
The best Grace is saying I love you mama
Table is served Daenerys ready
I consider ‘kukula samaki tatu na ugali’ as dining like a king
Did I stutter?
I said samaki tatu.. 3 fish
Cinnamon tantalizes the mandazis
And garlic in every meat dish
Rock buns and tea scones
Good pastries am famished
Cupcakes at 3.00 A.M
Cheese vs. Margarine
Strawberry stuffed Whiteforest and head
DMX : “Let a dog roam and he’ll find his way home”
My 20s are as refreshing as a new girl moving on the block
Niggas start plotting on her brown ass
Before they find out she’s same old ratch
The persona they discouraged me from having when I was 14
Is now catching up with me in my 20s
It becomes imperative for me to mind my business
Not everyone deserves a Hi.
Adults are full of shit
Not a single pure heart
Your friends will ride your husband’s face when you’re not around
Promises not made. Promises not broken.
Only take what is important
Extripate the trash
Funny how tunnel vision is a pipe dream to some of us
Driving your mama’s X Trail claiming to be living large,
Get yours nigga
Nothing as sweet as being self made
Nobody said that human beings that are rich should behave in a manner they do now
Nilete ubarbie nitamanga manzi yako
Grow some balls or die planting
My ancestors would stroke their bellies if they saw how I minced men with my fortitude
I walk the fine line between balls and sanity each day
How can a man not fear anything, not even snakes but only fears rejection
They say the boy inside every man doesn’t die easily. He lives on until old age.
You can show bravado fortitude and balls but you ain’t a real man if you ain’t scared of your purpose. A man who folds when he thinks of finding his purpose. Manifold pun intended.
I feel like less of a pussy if I don’t cower in fear of my own ability.
If they don’t write this on my epitaph…..
He died at seventy
“He was the last of the great mystics, a remnant of the Middle Ages.
He bore the likeness and courage of a Templar Knight,
yet embraced the pervisions of an Inquisitor priest.
He was as burnt-fingered and secretive as an alchemist,
yet spoke dozens of languages,
wrote manuscripts in cipher,
and traveled the world with different identities, in the tradition of a court spy.
He was the first man to ever Finger his wife in the long corridors under the chandeliers of the Palace of Versailles
His bucketlist was the bomb.. like, tick-tick
He upheld the Stoic school of thought
His definition of Utopia was kissing Idil
The most idiosyncratic intern
He caused a quiet vortex everywhere He went
He was Lenny Almighty
Tip of the iceberg Elephant in the whale’s room
There’s more to my life than what I write
There’s less to my life than what I write
Its a balance
You can keep change
Its more than it seems
Its always more than it seems
The more you try to define me The more miscellaneous I become
Never accuse me of using “Game Theory”
My halo is held up by horns,
The horns ain’t a snapchat filter
but that’s our secret.
Using past clout for modern intricacy
Mistaking asceticism with Stoicism
A Stoic is more of a sophisticated hippie
A Hippie with nobility
You feel me?
Pretty lady drank her whiskey and looked into the Poet’s eyes
and she asked.
You talk the talk.
Do you walk the walk?
A stranger and Poet with pen and paper. I see your dead eyes
You give the great lecture.
Do you believe your words?
He flirted back by sliding his hands beneath her skirt to her inner thigh
And whispered in her ear
I will nice guy you so hard.
Tell me if I hit below the belt
Firmly hold on to your drink
Stroke the glass stem till the drink runeth over
Like a volcano
It feels so big fat and meaty in your hands
Offshoot of me; feels so sexy if you own it
Me being vulnerable at her arms is the ultimate checkmate
Making her blush like SZA
She fired back
Don’t play with me young boy
I’ll strangle your cock using my rosebud
I nearly called Doctors beyond borders
Sanity was the gap between perception and desire, and that gap had closed.
Rock hard in 0.005 seconds
Place those sexy fat lips on mine
All the dumb shit I’ve done… Girl in mind
My heart tells me you’re my cup of tea
Follow your heart but take your lawyer with you.
Skinny niggas don’t smash,
Girls just hang with them coz they are silly
Not to do damage
At least to my observation
Please somebody teach me
So many peng tings
Damn. It’s like god left the fridge door open
The one that dyed her hair
The one with the cute nose
Am not fair to myself
I consider every suffering I get as my atonement.
I’m a good people
Her top 5 favourite people but am top 2 and am not 2
You can’t be everything
Sue Side chic
All he ever wanted was a denim
She’s so pure
Gotten a reflex from stalking her
My @ is followed by 3 underscores ___
She makes everything look kinky
about her serene.
Her long hair
Her cheeks; how they arch upwards when she smiles
Her front teeth
Her skin tone
Her cute chubbiness
Her rings and hand jewellery
Her generous soul
What’s a snack to a feast?
I wanna encourage your beauty without defining it for you
I wanna connect to your soul
The poem your body can’t write
I wanna appreciate the totality of your essence
I need you near
let down your hair
and save that man
from his self-induced despair.
Happy September 30th
The end begun and ended, finally Haha
I’ve GoT pacifiers
I’ve seen that movie, and spoiler alert it ends with us getting married
teach me the deepest compassion
Break me out of my shells and cells
That doll face is limited supply
Oh God.. Can I have her?
She is the kind of girl you would bleed for.
And like it.
Overcoming traditional bounds of communicating
Communication is more than just words
If you want to understand the Universe, think of energy, frequency and vibration ~ Nikola Tesla
Avant-garde shouldn’t be aware that they are avant-garde.
Goes against the grain
Grain: Go further
These outpourings on paper by my hand,
So I can sleep peacefully
These thoughts won’t allow me sleep
And I hate to see a caged bird
Archillect is truly Archillect
I get the most surreal dreams.
Its like am there for real
As in OMNIMAX
70 mm motion picture
In ancient Egypt, as far back as 2000 BC, the Egyptians wrote down their dreams on papyrus.
People with vivid and significant dreams were thought blessed and were considered special.
My nigga am blessed
Titty gang forget that not all guys love titties
Sucking and titty fucking inebriation perhaps
But not a big titty inundation
Its deeper than the cleavage. Am looking at your heart. *literally* Haha.
Is it gay to like what’s next to the juicebox more than the juicebox itself?
Asking for a friend
“Buda angalia pole pole”
Am not gawking at that ass coz I want it
Sometimes am just building your self-esteem
Encouraging your body to deposit all your fat there
At your gluteus
Introversion and Pride are the two monsters under my bed
They kept whispering *fuck me*
So we had a threesome
All the skeletons in my closet have twitter accounts
To slay your demons, you first have to expose them
Or shag them
Never cut what can be untied
To separate the grain from the chaff you gotta harvest the wheat first. Right?
To make good steel it has first to be forged
Whiff to sniff
I said to my introversion
Am shy.. Tihihi 🙈🙈🙈
I said to my ugly side
Every man supposed to be a great change to this world has turbulence
“To DO A Great Right DO A Little Wrong” ~ William Shakespeare
I said to my ego
excuse me, could you move more to the left,
You’re blocking my view of the collapse of capitalism
I said to my Zero work ethic
You’re just a lazy motherfucker
Its in a cat’s nature to kill a bird but it doesn’t make it right.
The cat is just a wicked animal.
I said to my unachieved potential
Blame everything on the bourgeoisie
How long you wanna have this lucid dream of yours
Double down or go home
I said to God
Whats a father who doesn’t award good
You can decide my happiness anytime I’m not one to look a gift horse in the mouth.
I know what am doing, but keep surprising me Lord
Fathers have a way of screwing up their sons
Watch over me
Lead me to greener pastures
Make the unconsciousness thrive more than the consciousness
I said to my dream girl
I wanna see inside you.
I wanna ride inside your love
Je veux monter à l’intérieur de ton amour
Just feed me steak and wiggle your ass in my face, the rest will work itself out.
I said to my fear of rejection
You can’t walk away from the table and come back expecting the same terms
Keeps falling for the wildings
The wildings who don’t even want me
I said to my inconsistency
Spread the panties to the side
Lemme eat that ass till you squirm me hoy minoy
Then get out of my face
I said to my bleak future
You’re such a Shambolic wanker
Shortlived bliss leaving you in Misery
Your manhood is diminished
Look at girls overtaking you
Strained relationship with God
Your current state of consciousness shows that your future is dim.
Strive to be better
I said to my past
And how odd it is
to be haunted by someone
that is still alive
You’re Lowkey dirty raunchy in a good way
Made me harder than a prosthedick
Every evil bastard in the world was just a kid once
Am a mega believer in locus.. Different dimensions intersect
I said to my rebelliousness
You’re doing amazing sweetie
A man chooses a slave obeys
following laid down procedures and rules leaves you poor and destroyed at worst, and gifts you a middle-income lifestyle at best.
True rebels don’t have a cause
Do whatever you want. No, not that.
I said to my eccentricity
All lone crusaders, Zealots & jingoists are liabilities
They need to be eliminated
Thrill of organized anarchy
But no matter what happens ,, *Tupac’s voice* “Keep ya head up”
Part of my Mojo is being insane
Insane as in eccentric
Y’all forget that Louis Farrakhan killed Malcolm X
Minister Louis Farrakhan and Suge Knight are long lost cousins
My personality has a phat ass
I said to it
All that jelly and no bread
Rub that Rumbustious heinie on this dick
Drop it like a mixtape
Spread the cheeks with your own hands
My personality being obsequious obliged
She weeps as I stretch her cervix
Oh yeah, she’s female
I told you I know how analogies work
Can a hypocrite call another hypocrite? This is gauche.
I see everyone likes you…you must be hiding the true you…
The heavens stop and listen to the man who speaks from his heart
Uhunye is likeable to some extent but he’s a fascist
Wake up and smell the coffee!
We’re the spoilt kids of Mwai Kibaki, we’re not used to fascism, c’mon
Gunshots – the soundtrack to democracy
Lord of The Rigs
The war against willpower has many casualties.
We all lose when the family feuds
When shit hits the fan it scatters directly to people’s plates and mixes with their foods
They rejected Ronald Ngala’s Majimbo system at independence
Majimbo system still came back as devolution
The State is the biggest enemy to Free Thinkers
Kenya puts the B in Beast Africa
Corporate controlled politics is better than Mafia controlled politics
Qwani hii Kiambu Mafia ndiyo branch ya illuminati ya Kenya
There are no conspiracy theories in Kenya
Even that unsubstantiated claim that the government has Marijuana plantations in Mt. Kenya is true.
Wikileaks should do an exposé on this Mt. Kenya Mafia thingy
Mutahi Ngunyi is the poster boy for the intellectual side of the Mt. Kenya Mafia
What I’m trying to say is,
Mutahi Ngunyi ndiye Mafi ya Mt. Kenya
What do I ache for?
I ache for Grandeur than a Cadillac’s grill
Painting and writing with no shirt on
In a mansion that sits on my 50 acre ranch
With my wife’s pussy throbbing to harmonize in the background
Throbbing so hard it defeans the livestock sounds
The finer things in life with a lil bit of rough ends
The beautiful women with rough edges
You’re laughing at me and I’ll be richer than you in 5 years
I get rich
And the endgame begins
When I get older I wanna listen to Angolan and Cuban music
Focus on low-hanging fruits.
There is no future Stagnation
We ride the “Time will never stand still” wave.
Living in the present but taking mind trips to the future
Sometimes I feel like
You have no right to have hope
Being hopeful is stealing from the future
See I come from a place where ambiguity is accepted, credit cards are declined
All 20 year olds suffering from relationship ambiguity
I hate ambiguity in a woman
No such thing as mild ratch
Its either you’re ratchet or good
She has a conflict of interest 👎🏽👎🏽
To please her followers or say what’s in her mind
Stop hiding your nastiness
Why are you scared of your nakedness?
After dark, all cats are leopards. — Zuni proverb
Sexual tension is enough kink
Enough to bring out the nympho in her
And the animal in me
Biting the lower lip is too obvious
The tension so intense she gets goosebumps on her cleavage
Let’s get naked and touch each other
She pronounced naked like nekkid and I’ve literally never swooned so hard.
I brought enough dynamite to blow her back
Your gut is the only part of your body that could function alone.
It has as many neurons as a cat brain.
Am in your guts and you still trust it?
I hate her guts that’s why am inside ’em
Girls only squirt for guys that they love
Love had to thrive to prevent breeding of people
boyfriend allowance 2017.
Its in the National Anthem
Natukae na HerMoney
And its September so..
No Dick is Free
Put your money where your mouth is
Somebody tell Rihanna that she’s
Looking for the black man in all the wrong places
She needs to come to the factory of black
Archetypal uncorrupted DNAs
Not those uncultured POC
Uncluttered uncultured swine glass
The darker the flesh the deeper the roots
Like dirt, know your roots to the ground
Hollywood is America’s greatest weapon
They’ve smeared African as a benighted being,
empty of faith, philosophy or reason,
but with abundant instincts and superstition,
Put some respek when you mention the Black King motherfucker
find your inborn African spirit because, you know what, Africa misses its people.
Riri just went and dated an Arab
Its like Arabs wondering why people hate them
Them mopping about people hating them..
Without Oil.. Arabs are the most uncool people on earth
People hate Arabs not Islam
The pure Arabs, Omanis and Saudis
Iran is the best Muslim country; fight me
Persians are not Arabs
Achoo! That was a blessing
Virtually kissing these women
Virtually slapping that boring iPhone woman
Call me Kofi Siri boe
These girls mad that a nigga knows himself
He seems lost but knows his worth
These girls seem to have a kink for broken hurt niggas
Not all who wander are lost
Sometimes you gotta remind a woman she’s badder than the ones she worshiping….
I don’t mind not getting the girl.
At least I appreciated beauty and never held hate and misery near
Alexander the Great was a greedy motherfucker
Elon Musk is Alexander The Great reincarnated.
Julius Caesar was an arrogantly ignorant motherfucker
This nigga burnt the Great Egyptian Library of Alexandria
Razed knowledge to the ground
History has been written by those who have conquered others
Mahatma Gandhi was a racist motherfucker
Christopher Columbus was a fraudulent motherfucker
Jomo Kenyatta was a tribalist … Nvm
Bleeps and expletives
Vis-a-vis censorship is for pussies
Don’t be that guy who flosses with Cognac bottles
Wanaume! Wanaume tuna ndevu, tufanyeje?
Tunyoeni basi! ~ Diabolical Aboud Rogo’s words (Translation : In fact, shave your beard, )
Mzee Jomo Kenyatta : “Wanaume Ni kuonana.”
“To be a man is to man up”
Cry Out Amen by Lil Wayne is the realest most emotional rap song ever made
Its 10× deeper than Tupac’s ‘Dear Mama’
Wayne poured his soul
All hail Weezy; Call it bad weather
Back when it was still cool to say that you were the Kenyan Weezy
As cool as Lil Wayne’s graphics designer btw
Jesus Christ riding a donkey in Judea and half naked Gandhi-types meditating.
Outchea trying to please everyone,
What about me mahn?
You don’t need to DO anything to receive. Release that notion.
I wasn’t born to give bribes
Mum has never ever given a bribe in her lifetime
We live off of her good karma
We leech off of her Graces
Am not ready to adult
“I don’t do drugs. I am drugs” — Salvador Dali
Saying dumb shit in clever ways
What if Mojo was all a note to self
Its all fun and games till I drop the next Mojo
You peeps act like this shit doesn’t affect you
At least I don’t abuse it
If I abused it most of y’all minds would rot
I’ll give you post exposure therapy
Same way I wouldn’t wish on any movie to corrupt my thoughts
Its not my fault
I don’t make the rules
Products of a God-given human creativity
Oh I live via Pope’s teachings not Olivia Pope’s fixings
That safety in number bullshit is a farce
C’mon man, we ain’t flamingos
The individual matters
Why should I worry about the next dick carrier
Kila mtu na maisha yake brathe
You calling me girly coz I got lotion tolerant skin
Just say you’re jelly coz my skin is clear
Go somewhere and suck a titty kemosabe
The last verse is for Random mumbo jumbo
“To be wise is to grow a white beard and smoke mysterious substances from a wooden pipe.” – Someone, somewhere, a long time ago
One of the harsh realities of this world is that one thing feeds off another to beget another
Hijacking Muslim holidays to begin doing damage
Weekend began early
Pettiness is nothing to brag about.
Donkey with stripes.
I don’t obey my thirst. I tuck it
Underneath the mattress
Where I hide my feelings
Pouty lips and sweet tits
So thirsty of appraisals she fakes a low self esteem
She said I was an itch she needed to scratch
And we never banged
She touched herself after hours to the thought of me
Locomotional train wreck
Cranberry, Canberra, Cannabis, Canaan, Canada
All these cans but you still choose to cannot
Not just a Speck of dust passing through the glory of creation
I pray that I don’t end up wily beguily
When I had nightmares they said its coz I listen to hardcore hip hop
I can rap to 70% of EMINEM
Rap god represents the remaining 30%
No Better way saying this but
I had a dream burying my face in your boobs
Burukenge first became a household term
Mellowed by life
Knocking on Heathens door
Bitch I’m HollyGrooving
Steady mobbing only God can stop me
Need a sweet influence
even doctors need doctors.
Stop being pro seed
Use a rubber
Proudly delivered in DMX’s raspy voice
That’s a real nigga for you
How do you loathe narcissism but approve of vanity?
I killed it
Fist bump my nigga
The whole world is about to make an unparalleled rite of passage.
His Holiness Pope Francis is the chillest Sensei to ever traverse the 21st century. The most slept on Sensei matter of factly. Perhaps to the levels of Marcus Aurelius, Arcanum or Rumi.
He produced an encyclical named (Laudato si’ : Italian for : “Praise be to you”)
Subtitle: “On Care For Our Common Home”.
Which I curiously went to check out expecting the same old hackneyed environmental tired punditry shit. He does more than talk about climate change, and he makes it look sexy. The blind see what they want to see. Don’t let the climate change talk make you fail to notice other teachings in the encyclical. In this encyclical, he takes an ethical interdisciplinary standpoint, a principled way of looking at what’s licit and illicit; factors like mutation, healthy politics, technology, bureaucratic hate, humanism, The financial crisis of 2007-2008, A jab towards Capitalism conjectured by anti eco-snobbery rhetorics , anthropocentrism, anarchy, poetry. All these with a dab of ranch. Supplemented by other disciplines including Islam. He basically points to the cracks in the planet that we inhabit. “The external deserts in the world are growing, because the internal deserts have become so vast.” “The emptier a person’s heart is, the more he or she needs things to buy, own and consume. It becomes almost impossible to accept the limits imposed by reality.”
The Pope could easily be met with accusations of being vehemently ipso facto disgusted by Romanticism or being a Communist Pope but he affirms his position as that good kid who can’t get bullied. He even says “realities are more important than ideas.”
You can’t put words in his mouth.
Pope Francis’ reverse heavenly medieaval diction & language with a profound conviction to match to the extent as if he’s God’s direct mouthpiece or puppet. And how excellent is it to be God’s puppet.
Never have I seen a man so sure of his authority as a teacher like Pope Francis. You’d think he’s Ezekiel incarnate
“If we scan the regions of our planet, we immediately see that humanity has disappointed God’s expectations.”
This one by Pope Francis hit me hard.
The society was dying from drowning and he’s the only one who’s giving it mouth to mouth without trying to kiss it pervertedly like everyone else. His is the only best solution of saving society.
“An authentic humanity, calling for a new synthesis, seems to dwell in the midst…….. Almost unnoticed, like a mist seeping gently beneath a closed door.”
I applaud the book because it shares a lot of my views. Most of the views and standpoint ideologue philosophy I held prior to reading the book.
It just happens that we share the same views. His are just wisely and more elaborate. You feel me. He occupies a point of view that compels his readers to take him seriously. Me am so compromised by my past stupid writings.
We need more people who are capable of staring into the abyss of darkness without falling in, and without losing sight of the light.
Spiritual,? Not really.
The word spiritual has acquired a bad name with its embrace by New-Agers et al. with its association with magic and out of the world mumbo-jumbo. So I use it reservedly.
So not really spiritual.
One thing for sure is that he ain’t dogmatic.
I heard that Pope Francis gave Trump this encyclical when he visited the Vatican. It is too soft for a staunch Capitalist like Trump. It might not even touch his heart or sway his views on Production & Climate change. A little cussing; you know a little motherfucker here and there might have helped the cause.
And it has a Stockholm Syndrome point of view lecturing to it. So yes a little motherfucker would have helped.
“………and that being good and descent are worth it.
We have had enough of immorality and the mockery of ethics, goodness, faith and honesty. It is time to acknowledge that light-hearted superficiality has done us no good.”
Everything in the book/encyclical is so deep I can’t even quote verbatim. Lest I end up quoting the whole book.
Am so happy that Pope Francis made a piece so worthy for the Catholic Millennials to read.
My siz laughing at my poor taste in literary works. Pope Francis is G.O.A.T in my eyes. So, she says whatever floats your goats. She’d rather read about vampires.
Finally someone I can call Sensei. Take that Dalai Lama Louis Farrakhan P.L.O Lumumba nonsense away from me.
Behold, Pope Francis.
3 popes in my lifetime. One survived an assassination attempt, died later on, one retired, you are the pope for Christ’s sake, *literally* actually for Peter’s sake; you don’t get to retire. You die on that seat. Pope John Paul even drooling in his last days causing people to go emotional with pity, never retired till his death. Then there is this leftist woke pope. Pope Francis. My Nigga. I actually like him.
Pope John Paul II was a Politician. We now have a Pope. You know, Patron-like, leftist, activist for the weak and hip at the same time. Pope 256.
We have the wokest Pope ever. You just gotta love the guy. Quoting verbatim from his encyclical Laudato Si:
” Everything is related”
“Everything is connected”
“Everything is interrelated”
“Part of a network which we will never fully explore and understand”
“It cannot be emphasized enough how everything is interconnected”
The reason am saying he’s the wokest pope is because of this. The words “everything is connected” or something of the sort speaking about divine harmony and fraternity or sacred geometry have been repeated in the encyclical close to 70 times give or take 15 to 20.
They echo Hippie thoughts, Hopi Native American thought
and Hermetic Qabbalah doctrine.
So yes he’s woke. Even Leonardo da Vinci held the same thoughts
“Learn how to see, Realize that everything connects to everything else.”
~ Leonardo da Vinci
From the encyclical;
“Intimately and inseparably connected in this universe.”
“All of us are linked by unseen bonds and together form a kind of a universal family, a sublime communion which fills us with a sacred, affectionate and humble respect.”
“There is an interrelation between ecosystems and between the various spheres of social interaction, demonstrating yet again that “the whole is greater than the part.”
“…….also entails a loving awareness that we are not disconnected from the rest of creatures, but joined in a splendid universal communion.”
“…. human life is grounded on three fundamental and closely intertwined relationships: with God, with our neighbour and with the earth itself”
“As believers, we do not look at the world from without but from within, conscious of the bonds with which the father has linked us to all beings.”
“Give us the grace to feel profoundly joined to everything that is.”
The Unified Theory of everything
We are binary strings of ones and zeroes. Our subconscious minds are coded with innate mental connections back to our Universal Programmer.
Think of Sacred Geometry as the written law of creation. Rigid, flowing algorithms of energy converted into a physical formula. This is the unified theory of everything.
Wise move accepting it into the church Pope Francis.
All beings are energetically connected.
Separation is an illusion. It is spiritual.
Mainstream conditioning shall never laugh me out of the spiritual philosophy of Pope Francis
I will explore the possibility of a path out of the seeming impossibility of escaping the cul-de-sac of our spiritually disinherited and disenchanted condition. According to Haile Selassie: “Spirituality does not come from religion. It comes from our soul.”
“We must stop confusing religion, and spirituality. Religion is a set of rules, regulations, and rituals created by humans which were supposed to help people spiritually. Due to human imperfection, religion has become corrupt, political, divisive, and a tool for power struggle. Spirituality is not theology or ideology. It is simply a way of life, pure and original given by the Most High. Spirituality is a network linking us to the Most High, the universe, and each other.” ~ Haile Selassie I
Therein lies the problem. You can’t replace something with nothing.
“A little philosophy inclineth man’s mind to atheism; but depth in philosophy bringeth men’s mind about to religion.” – Sir Francis Bacon
Pope Francis states that:
” A spirituality which forgets God as all powerful and creator is not acceptable. This is how we end up worshipping earthly powers, or ourselves usurping the place of God, even to the point of claiming an unlimited right to trample his creation underfoot.”
“I would add that religious classics can prove meaningful in every age; they have an enduring power to open new horizons….. Is it reasonable and enlightened to dismiss certain writings simply because they arose in the context of religious belief?”
If there is something like Christian braggadocio, Pope Francis further states:
“The rich heritage of Christian spirituality, the fruit of twenty centuries of personal and communal experience has a precious contribution to the renewal of humanity.”
“I am interested in how such a spirituality can motivate us to a more passionate concern for the protection of our world. A commitment this lofty cannot be sustained by doctrine alone, without a spirituality capable of inspiring us, without an “interior impulse which encourages, motivates, nourishes and gives meaning to our individual and communal activity.”
As you can see His Holiness is rooted in a spiritual understanding of the human condition.
“Relationships have been broken, both outwardly and within us. This rupture is sin. The harmony between the Creator, humanity and creation as a whole was disrupted by our presuming to take the place of God and refusing to acknowledge our creaturely limitations. This in turn distorted our mandate to “have dominion” over the earth.”
Fair assumption Pope.
Sorry Master Sensei but I’ll have to differ with you on this part. This part where you say:
“We are not God.”
The only way of making man’s responsibility as custodian of the earth stem from within is by declaring him a God.
We are the gods. If we aren’t the gods then let the true gods come clean these earthly mess that is ……. Well we are still fucked either way coz every earthly mess is of humans’ own doing.
man is a divine being—the likeness of God, or better yet, God’s vehicle of manifestation in the world.
“Bid the invaders take the shoes from off their feet, for God is here within.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Or better yet, transcendent in comparison to other species.
We are the true gods. We’ll even cause the Armageddon. Mankind will completely annihilate itself without help from outside.
The Anunnaki👽regrets giving Humans free will because through EVOLution, Humans already surpassed their slave DNA & are re-becoming Gods.
It’s all in Urban Dictionary, I don’t make this shit up.
Truth is a mighty volume of epigrams and paradoxes.
… Real truth is caught in single word.
… And the ultimate truth bleeds even now in a-
Wreathed mess of skinless time. Time!
That old saying of “I’ll believe it when I see it”… well, it really should be, “When I believe it, I will see it.”
According to the 11 Laws of God:
0. Law of Amen – You were made in the likeness of a peace that nothing can disturb. Reclaim your peace that you may attain to your reason for coming into existence – the enjoyment of life.
1. Law of Ausar – Your nature is an unconquerable peace, therefore nothing or no one in the world can be against you. All experiences come to you to promote your reclamation of peace, that you may in turn, aquire wisdom and power.
2. Law of Tehuti – When all of your thoughts, feelings and actions reflect the Word of God, then the power of God’s spirit and a peace that nothing can challange will flow through your being.
3. Law of Sekher – When the emotions of Man manifest in response to the Word of God, they have the power to influence the course of any and all events in the world.
4. Law of Ma’at – God needs you in order to come into the world. Fulfilling God’s need is the highest act of love, and only through your love for God can you fulfill your love for others. Become the Love of God in the world for the protection of the world.
5. Law of Herukhuti – Know that God neither punishes nor rewards nor protect, that you will have the comfort of controlling these yourself.
6. Law of Heru – You have the power but not the right to ignore God’s Law. Choose to follow the Law of God with the Love and Joy that grows out of understanding and the wisdom and power of God’s spirit will flow through your being.
7. Law of Het-Heru – It is not what you imagine. It is who is imagining. Are you a human or a divine being?
8. Law of Sebek – It is not what you think or what you affirm. It is who is thinking and affirming. Are you a human or a divine being?
9. Law of Auset – Prepare to sacrifice everything to become the vessel of God on earth, and you will, in turn, receive everything.
10. Law of Geb – Know that from heaven you came and to heaven you will return, seek not enduring works on earth.
You become what you believe. You are what you worship.
At all. There is no GOD outside of the divine self. Az in Namaste. Namaste directly translates to “the divine in me bows to the divine in you.”
Qwani how do you think confessions in Catholic work. It follows the Namaste principle. The divine in me lays bare my shameful acts to a chosen divine(Priest) for absolution from sin. Approved by humans (gods).
Prayers too. The god in us is akin to our bargaining tool to the universe. The god in us is connected to the universe. If you ask God for something, the God in you through the web connection to the universe makes it happen. ‘The Universe is nothing but the Divine uttering its own name to itself.’ – Ramakrishna. Most of y’all may say that’s tantamount to thinking like a Mason, but boy o boy; Absence of evidence is not evidence of absence. Everything we see is a perspective, not the truth. It is multiplicity that reveals unity; one is only definable because two exists; knowledge is predicated on this illusion of separation.
Whatever the Ritual involved, the Rosary is designed to speak to your feminine side. Its actually the only feminine prayer making it the strongest prayer on Earth. A Prayer with a motherly benevolence.
Women are emotional in order to feel the divine energy at the highest levels and to be supreme healers and lovers and mothers. Not to drive men insane. Her deep spiritual connection to feelings is to inspire a man to his spiritual heights as well. She is not a nag, she is an oracle.
We are living a life out of balance by only having one feminine prayer. The rest are all masculine. Yin & Yang much? Protect The Divine Masculine
Uplift The Divine Feminine
Even though Pope Francis blatantly says that ‘We are not God’, he turns around and says this later:
“each of these sublime realities is God. This is not because the finite things of this world are really divine, but because the mystic experiences the intimate connection between God and all beings and thus feels that all beings are God.”
That’s a subtle acknowledgement. I know the nuances involved in Papacy. It was imperative for him to denounce but still imperative for him to acknowledge. He’s perpetuating binary thinking. Mahn the word became flesh in order to remind us that we are the true gods.
“Grace, which tends to manifest itself tangibly, found unsurpassable expression when God himself became man and gave himself as food for his creatures. An act of Cosmic love. “Yes, Cosmic!”
Not my words. But I know that this is a nefarious way of using his words to justify my theories but the only panacea.
“The universe unfolds in God, who fills it completely.”
“The ideal is not only to pass from the exterior to the interior to discover the action of God in the soul, but also to discover God in all things.” Bam!
In the beginning of time, the subjective soul was unconscious of itself. It then evolved overtime to become conscious of itself, and then conscious of other in relation to self. In time, the Soul will evolve in consciousness to develop the realization that the Self and other are One, and thus complete one rotation of the circle of life.
This is why Saints have the ability to pray for us. The self and other are one. This is even why we get to decide who and who become Saints.
Have the abilities of praying for us.
What is bound on earth is bound in heaven.
We decide who the Saints are. Like St. Valentine who was beaten by clubs, beheaded, buried under the cover of darkness, disinterred by his followers, is commemorated by sending each other chocolates in honor of his martyrdom.
We decide for ourselves everything on earth.
National Anthems, laws, everything.
God chooses the leaders, huh. God doesn’t choose the leaders, we choose them. Coz we are the gods.
God won’t interfere with Kim Jong Un and Trump’s pissing contest.
God doesn’t meddle but Lucifer meddles. Hence the concept of selling one’s soul to the devil. It goes like this
Lucifer ain’t a god; hence cannot create; thus uses us (humans/gods) gods in flesh to create. Evil & Nefarious.
The gods are great but people are greater
For it is in their hearts that gods are born
Old cosmologies, symbol systems and religions are the products of humans’ own creativity; God just approves by putting a stamp on the current unanimous worldly zeitgeist.
Mat 18:18 “Assuredly, I say to you, whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven.
And zeitgeists do change. Abrahamic Religions just happen to be the main current Zeitgeist.
No ‘new’ is as good, as the ‘old’
For ‘old’ is all, but, there to gage
In bazaars of ‘now’, still past is sold.
The awakening of consciousness is the next evolutionary step for mankind.
If by binding something on earth it gets bound in heaven, then there’s so much we could achieve together but ‘together’ is a word we miss in our socialisation, hence the purpose of wokenisation.
Romans 11.17 – Try to do what everyone considers to be good.
Being woke means an analogy as much as coming out of slumber if we fail to realize that we are the true gods.
There is no term more ubiquitous, obnoxious, and self-serving in our current lexicon as “woke.” Woke is safety-pin politics, masturbatory symbolism, and virtue signalling of a deflated civil society insulated by algorithms, filter bubbles, and Google Chrome extensions that replace pictures of Donald Trump with Pinterest recipes.
Woke is a misnomer —— it’s actually asleep and myopic. Woke is a safe space for the easily distracted and defensive pop culture inbred. Woke is the average millenial curled up in a fetal ball scribbling think pieces about Konza City and Game of Thrones while its rights get trampled by ascendent fascism, domestically and globally.
The main reason the Pope doesn’t want to acknowledge that we are gods is not to precipitate a “The People vs. The Gods” debate but because he is against anthropocentrism.
“Modern anthropocentrism has paradoxically ended up prizing technical thought over reality, since “the technological mind sees nature as an insensate order, as a cold body of facts, as a mere ‘given’, as an object of utility, as a material to be hammered into useful shape; it views the cosmos similarly as a mere ‘space’ into which objects can be thrown with complete indifference.”
“The intrinsic dignity of the world is thus compromised. When human beings fail to find their true place in this world, they misunderstand themselves and end up acting against themselves.”
“Yes we have unique capacities of knowledge, will, freedom and responsibility but we shouldn’t be anthropocentric. Since a misguided anthropocentrism would yield to biocentrism which would entail adding yet another imbalance, failing to solve present problems and adding new ones. A misguided anthropocentrism leads to a misguided lifestyle.”
“When human beings place themselves at the centre, they give absolute priority to immediate interests.”
According to the Holy Father,
“the best way to restore men and women to their rightful place, putting an end to their claim to absolute dominion over the earth, is to speak once more of the figure of a father who creates and who alone owns the world. Otherwise, human beings will always try to impose their own laws and interests on reality.”
the science of Laudato si’ is watertight. He intentionally left a few lose ends for you to fill in the blanks and decide whether to tighten or loosen further the ends.
By being against tyrannical anthropocentrism, is the Pope endorsing the thought of evolution without really endorsing it? You feel me?.
I mean Laudato Si provides a blank check of sorts to anyone willing to play the role of the tough talking straight shooter.
Am more than glad to do that
Climate Change Vs. Global Warming
Fossil Fuels vs. Plastics
Deforestation vs. Endangered Species
Global warming is not real. Climate change is, and that’s because the earth goes in cycles every few hundred years. If it is real it should be put under climate change. Fuck this duplicity.
Global warming obfuscates climate change.
Plastics obfuscate fossil fuels
Endangered species obfuscate deforestation.
one way to disarm a dangerous idea is to give it a non-threatening euphemism.
This is what is happening right now. The elite or whoever control the world won’t allow Capitalism to fail. Every solution to the world’s mess is economically insensible. So they use diversionary techniques. Make you talk about Global Warming instead of Climate Change, Plastics instead of Fossil Fuels and endangered species instead of deforestation.
one way to disarm a dangerous idea is to give it a non-threatening euphemism.
Does the scientific community, NASA and the world Elite have something to hide about our existence? Absolutely! sooner or later you might realize even reality is make believe
Pope Francis tells us :
“Considering all the available information and of calling things by their name. It sometimes happens that complete information is not put on the table; a selection is made on the basis of particular interests, be they politico-economic or ideological. This makes it difficult to reach a balanced and prudent judgement on different questions, one which takes into account all the pertinent variables.”
All humans are susceptible to the “Illusion of Truth” effect – The more we hear something, the more we believe it’s true.
Global warming is not real. Climate change is, and that’s because the earth goes in cycles every few hundred years. If at all it is real, it should be put under climate change. Climate change can result from position of continents, axis tilt; orbit ellipticity, and precession, HOWEVER. Those processes take… Thousands and thousands of years and can’t explain the current state of rapid warming. That’s why people are calling it global warming.
Many tend to forget about the worst once the good times return, however briefly.
We romanticize summer so much in the winter. That time the heat? The smells? The scorching sun?
In the wet months you forget about global warming.. You even joke that the world is too wet it needs to be put in rice… But when its dry and hot you start your empty anti eco snobbery rhetoric
I honestly don’t care. Not in a bad way. I just don’t have room in my heart for endangered species and all that other bull. Only elephants. No need bullshitting around. Mahn too much new age bullshit hypocrisy.
Let me tell you about endangered species, all right? Saving
endangered species is just one more arrogant attempt by humans to control
nature. It’s arrogant meddling. It’s what got us in trouble in the first
place. Doesn’t anybody understand that? Interfering with nature. Over
90%, way over 90% of all the species that have ever lived on this planet,
ever lived, are gone. They’re extinct. We didn’t kill them all. They
just disappeared. That’s what nature does. We’re so self-important, so
self-important. Everybody is going to save something now. Save the
trees, save the bees, save the whales, save those snails. And the
greatest arrogance of all, save the planet. What?
I’m tired of these self-righteous environmentalists, these middle-class
‘Woke’ baby boomers who think the only thing wrong with this country is
there aren’t enough Half marathons, people trying to make the world safe
for their Toyotas. There is nothing wrong with the planet. Nothing wrong
with the planet. The planet is fine. The people are (fucked) —
difference, difference. The planet is fine. Compared to the people, the
planet is doing great. It’s been here four and a half billion years. Did
you ever think about the arithmetic? The planet has been here four and a
half billion years. We’ve only been engaged in heavy industry for a
little more than 200 years.
Two hundred years versus four and a half billion, and we have the
conceit to think that somehow we’re a threat, that somehow we’re going to
put in jeopardy this beautiful little blue-green ball that’s just
a-floatin’ around the sun? The planet has been through a lot worse than
us, been through all kinds of things worse than us, been through
earthquakes, volcanoes, plate tectonics, continental drift, solar flares,
sunspots, magnetic storms, the magnetic reversal of the poles, hundreds of
thousands of years of bombardment by comets and asteroids and meteors,
worldwide floods, tidal waves, worldwide fires, erosion, cosmic rays,
recurring ice ages, and we think some plastic bags and some aluminum cans
are going to make a difference? The planet isn’t going anywhere. We are!
We’re going away.
The universe is a beautiful woman. Choosy. And it chose us, mammals over reptiles. Mega reptiles (dinosaurs) went into extinction for mammals to thrive. The universe chose mammals because it knew that only mammals had the right ingredients (love for young ones, breastfeeding, internal fertilization) for springing up a being so high in intelligence and intricacy. A being who was able to find the earth’s clitoris and make her cum. Man. Its our turn now. The best we could ask of the universe is 10 million years unchecked by other species.
“Sobriety and humility were not favourably regarded in the last century”
We’re going away. Pack your shit, folks. We’re going away. And we won’t leave much of a trace, either. Maybe a little Styrofoam … The planet’ll be here and we’ll be long gone. Just another failed mutation. Just another closed-end biological mistake. An evolutionary cul-de-sac. The planet’ll shake us off like a bad case of fleas.
The planet will be here for a long, long, LONG time after we’re gone, and it will heal itself, it will cleanse itself, ’cause that’s what it does. It’s a self-correcting system. The air and the water will recover, the earth will be renewed. And if it’s true that plastic is not degradable, well, the planet will simply incorporate plastic into a new paradigm: the earth plus plastic. The earth doesn’t share our prejudice toward plastic. Plastic came out of the earth. The earth probably sees plastic as just another one of its children. Could be the only reason the earth allowed us to be spawned from it in the first place. It wanted plastic for itself. Didn’t know how to make it. Needed us. Could be the answer to our age-old egocentric philosophical question, “Why are we here?”
“Doomsday predictions can no longer be met with irony or disdain. We may well be leaving to coming generations debris, desolation and filth. The pace of consumption, waste and environmental change had so stretched the planet’s capacity that our contemporary lifestyle, as unsustainable as it is, can only precipitate catastrophes, such as those which even now periodically occur in different areas of the world.”
“Although the post-industrialist period may well be remembered as one of the most irresponsible in history, nonetheless there is reason to hope that humanity at the dawn of the twenty-first century will be remembered for having generously shouldered its grave responsibilities.” 😂 😂
“When nature is viewed solely as a source of profit and gain, this had serious consequences for society. The vision of “might is right” has engendered immense inequality, injustice and acts of violence against the majority of humanity, since resources end up in the hands of the first comer of the most powerful : the winner takes all.”
Pope Francis seemingly speaks to Kenya, Nairobi to be specific in Chapter 3 of the encyclical – Human Ecology.
All I could see was Mukuru/ Kibra/ Korogocho/ Mathare/ Baba Dogo/ Dandora and KiaMichael. The populous Eastlands. This area houses over 2.6 million or 60 per cent of the city’s population and its most active workforce.
“Respect for our dignity as human beings often jars with the chaotic realities that people have to endure in city life.”
“It is important that the different parts of a city be well integrated and that those who live there have a sense of the whole, rather than being confined to one neighborhood and failing to see the larger city as space which they share with others.”
This is very true mahn. In Kibra, the young and old are equal in hopelessness. Kibera, Mathare and Kangemi are a ticking time bomb. Just one mistake in the heights of Charles Taylor could lead to the biggest pogrom in Africa’s history.
“I will do whatever he asks,” said one supporter, 50-year-old Polycarp Orinda, a resident of Kibera slums.
“I will go to the streets if he wants us to go there.” – AFP
These people have no hope. Don’t judge them for blindly supporting the only person selling them hope. If you’ve got hope, own your privilege but don’t judge and favour favour the killing of the less privileged.
Brilliant minds are fading away in these slums.
Its fucked up coz they’ve got no friends/ relatives in high positions.
“There is also a need to protect those common areas, visual landmarks and urban landscapes which increase our sense of belonging, of rootedness, of ‘feeling at home’ within a city which includes us and brings us together.”
The African capital city looks like any other in the world, with all the edifices of power and wealth—extravagant presidential mansions, resplendent parliament buildings, ornate courthouses and a skyscraper or two. But its concrete solidity is deceptive.
If it were to vanish in an instant, society would not lose much. It has no treasure troves of art and artefacts, or architectural heritage like the Forbidden City, the Taj Mahal and the Sydney Opera House, and cultural life like Broadway or the Rio Carnival which are woven into our identity. In Nairobi what else brings people together other than that K’Ogalo mascot the Tom Mboya statue? That amusement PARK they call the Parliament? Or the Jevanjee smoking zone perhaps. Or Uhuru Park ?
Wangari Maathai was beaten up and her dreadlocks cut through pulling coz she stood against those sick heads who wanted to turn Uhuru Park into some Prime Real Estate.
The vast majority of the African city’s residents have no stake, no property and perhaps most importantly, no social status.
Long ago, Nairobi used to be dismissed in travel brochures as a go-go city without a soul. Well that was better.
Nairobi is now the garbage city in the sun.
It is now filled with thieves, rogue matatus, smoke and slums upon slums, Chakula imelala ya Spur, broke reckless teens, hopeless debauchery leading to 25 and over clubs. Its a hopeless mess.
Oh, I forgot, and street children have quadrupled. Its like Kidero poured them there. (Thank God he’s out btw.)
They accost you on Kenyatta Avenue, the city’s premier boulevard that cuts through the middle of the city. They play hide and seek along Mama Ngina Street. Mama Ngina Street was once the cleanest, best-organised human-friendly street in the city.
Pope Francis says
“We were not meant to be inundated by cement, asphalt, glass and metal, and deprived of physical contact with nature.”
Mahn I couldn’t agree more
The Penalties of Urban living in the 21st Century
Early Stages of Madness
The urban dweller, unlike his country counterpart, is subjected to constant and very fast changes of the physical environment. Obviously the body, especially the brain, has to adjust to these changes as fast as they occur in order to keep the individual in a balanced state of mind. The human brain, being the wonderful organ it is, is normally able to cope with these changes for a whole lifetime without an individual showing any major change in his state of mind.
Independent tests on 10000 dead adult urban dwellers and on the same number of country dweller show, however, distinct, signs of wear and tear on the brain tissues which, had the individual lived to a certain age could have resulted in total madness. There is, however a pronounced absence of these signs in the country dweller.
Every so called skate zone/ skate park is crowded asf.
You can’t skate in Kasa if you’re not part of a crew/ gang. You either learn their handshakes/ gang signs or bounce to Panari and skate with the rich kids. Even worse, pay fare to That skatepark behind Nairobi School (Shangilia Skatepark). Or if you’ve got brass bollocks and no brains go skate on Muindi Mbingu Street then we’ll pay for your kanjo fine or you get knocked by a matatu. Mahn fuck Nairobi. In Naks I can skate anywhere. Wherever whenever I want to.
Nakuru though. We built this town. Planned it, Even though Moi heavily interfered with Nakuru Politics, at least the town has a soul. It is super lit as far as I am concerned. Town organization, specific matatu zones, less cartels, specific street kids zones, More ass, booty to look at, less snobbery, you can trust absolutely anyone in Nakuru, less thugs… Zero thugs, healthy rich-poor balance, organized slums. More chill spots.
“We were not meant to be inundated by cement, asphalt, glass and metal, and deprived of physical contact with nature.”
Nakuru niggas are running out of stuff to diss Nairobi with coz we recently started living in a glass house.. Throwing stones wouldn’t be a good idea.
Since late last year, Northern Nakuru was gripped with what is the biggest Mosquito infestation in Nakuru history.
The mosquitoes were so vicious and they came in millions you’d think Nakuru was Kisumu.
The sophisticated 21st century mosquito. Mosquitoes not native to a land tend to be the most ferocious. The Nakuru mosquitoes for instance. Kenya’s once transition safe heaven now dangerously infested by these nuisance insects. Hazard recipe.
Let’s say there was a plasmodium epidemic.. 90 % of the kids not sleeping under nets would die.
Mosquitoes are a human reflection
They ingest on our DNA
I fucking hate mosquitoes. I mean, I know I am delicious, but I don’t give out free samples
👊 I am always thinking who and why this blood sucking creatures exist and for what purpose 😉
From where i am sitting, the mosquito epidemic could only be due to climate change.
The real climate change is happening in Nakuru.
From 2004 – 2010 it was steady but from 2010 – 2017 it has become rapid.
I have witnessed close to 40% of the outer town Nakuru forest population get lost. And the indifference to it sucks.
In Nakuru, the planting season has drastically shifted from February to April. Rainfall dependent farmers now begin planting in April, let that sink in. Next, farmers will begin planting in August. And it ain’t funny.
The only town left with sane & better weather is Eldoret. So it wins. It wins in everything apart from swag. The only major Kenyan town with no swag.
But a better climate is better than swag.
Climate change sucks mahn Mosquitoes in Nakuru. Nakuru of all places who would’ve ever thought
Now Eldoret is cooler than Nakuru, literally.
All these things are caused by institutionalized greed.
“Corrupted behavior is directly related to environmental deterioration.” – Francis
The root cause is quitting the laws of nature and assuming the laws of man.
They overbuilt, put nature to the test. If you’re in tune with nature like the Hopis, the balance of life, the harmony of nature, if you understand that, you don’t overbuild, you don’t do all these moron stuff. Its a symphony, everybody is in the band.
Francis asks “what the commandment ‘Thou shall not kill’ means when ‘twenty percent of the world’s population consumes resources at a rate that robs the poor nations and future generations of what they need to survive.'”
Yet climate change poses an existential threat to us in Africa. Although the continent produces two per cent of the annual greenhouse gas emissions, it is expected to bear the brunt of the negative effects of climate change and global warming.
“The time has come to accept decreased growth in some parts of the world, in order to provide resources for other places to experience healthy growth.”
And as the French say, noblesse oblige. Those in a position of privilege must accept the responsibility that comes with that privilege.
China, the world’s biggest polluter, what a sleazy definition. Its like that guy who persistently farts in class. Magnanimously ignominious to be precise.
America the second-largest polluter in the world, it has, over the years, emitted more planet-warming carbon dioxide than any other country. Their religion is capitalism. A focus on profit.
“Where profits alone count, there can be no thinking about the rhythms of nature, its phases of decay and regeneration, or the complexity of ecosystems which may be gravely upset by human intervention.”
“Whenever these questions are raised, some react by accusing others of irrationally attempting to stand in the way of progress and human development.”
There is no solution that wouldn’t plunge us back into 1850s living standards and vastly cripple our economy.
When one man is happy, another man is sad, as The Manhattans sang in the famous 1973 golden oldie album, There’s No Me Without You.
“Many things have to change course, but it is we human beings above all who need to change. We lack an awareness of our common origin, of our mutual belonging, and of a future to be shared with everyone. This basic awareness would enable the development of new convictions, attitudes and forms of life. A great cultural, spiritual and educational challenge stands before us, and it will demand that we set out on the path of renewal.”
“In the absence of objective truths or sound principles other than the satisfaction our own desires and immediate needs that limits can be placed on human trafficking, organized crime, the drug trade, commerce in blood diamonds and the fur of endangered species?”
one can also hear some yawns in the audience. Sorry I tricked you into reading this long ass post.
To sum all this shit up I think what the Pope is Tryna tell us is to live by the Golden Rule.
The existence of pain, death, thought, and emotion solidify the Golden Rule as primary, and all others as mere commentary.
If you don’t live by the Golden Rule you’re full of shit; The Lord sees through bullshit.
It would be so unfair for God to interfere with human life..
Blessings are there .. In other words they are known as karma.. But God doesn’t interfere with human life.
We are the shapers of our own reality. Ever since Jesus, The days of God meddling came to an end.
If you pray….. I already said that.
Kendrick Lamar categorically stated, “What happens on earth stays on earth” The universe is autonomous and self serving. Every wrong you do gets punished in your lifetime & every good deed you do gets rewarded in your lifetime. Nothing but your heart gets carried to the proverbial Rubicon. Lesser souls perhaps get thrown into the abyss
Nemesis, goddess of moderation, not of vengeance, is watching. She chastises, ruthlessly, all those who go beyond the limit.
“Truly, much can be done!” ~ His Holiness Pope Francis.
I said fuck God
I said fuck God coz I felt like he was using me as an experiment.
“Let’s take his dad and see how he’ll fair and turn out.”
Like why did He take my dad?
I was in a dark place Ya Bish
You took my papa; Now you’ll be my papa
I won’t allow you to go deadbeat on me
I make excellent mistakes
Water which is too pure has no fish
Poor kid among rich kids
Bitcoin among vultural Federal Banks
Fuck your bureaucrat dad and bring that wallet.
Otherwise not commanded but covertly taken
Unhealthy sense of entitlement
Addicted to my mother’s love
Am so Sorry if am mother fixated
Its a bad feeling not knowing what’s important
I needed a dad to drum it in.
2 PAC – You need a dad to show you where your manhood is
Amina told me that am A bad poet
Coz am unconscious where I ought to be conscious,
And conscious where I ought to be unconscious. It makes me ‘personal.’
I wish she never told me
Now I’ll be more personal than ever
don’t ever believe in your own hype.
Am personal coz my intent is to make you take this personally
infuriating some, inspiring some
If you get offended you’re guilty
Do not bleed before you’re wounded
My genes and my upbringing make me resist the pecking order
Resistant to being the bottom feeder
Even though am a lazy muhficka
God bless my mummy
Her 40s rejuvenation is happening
The guilt I feel for spending her money on girls
Mum inculcated an ability to remain rooted in thy self.
Most generous woman
Approaching saint status
Knew that Colonel chic with sweet ass cheeks was cuffed
Mama used to gas me up that I’d be as tall as Miguna or Colonel Mustafa
Why you brother me when you know you got a brother
Dear Mumbi, I fell in love with your gay side
Her cats and pips is aight but
I want her gay side
LG yangu imeBeaT
You know you’ve actually made it when Louis Franchesci mentions you in an article
Prompts you to change your name to VannéSir
I’ll be as corny as I want coz I like you.
By that pool
She had her clothes on
And she still gave me a sizeable boner
The human body remains to be the most controversial piece of art yet.
I’m probably not trying to seduce you this is just a side effect of being myself
Shyla mocking me that I ain’t getting money
Doing it for the honey not the money
The Dopamine. If the money comes well and good.
Only impure minds would forego the spiritual reward for a financial one
And the penny drops in shit
I refuse to die in the hands of a bureaucrat.
I pay that bureaucratic know nothing his salary
Like do people intentionally go to University to study on becoming bureaucrats.
People matter more than money,
Money doesn’t corrupt a person, people corrupt money
Nothing changes if we keep playing safe
Caution to her windpipe
Only an algorithm can beat me in chess
There is no modesty in chess. If I am good I am good.
No toning my achievements down.
Am so good that I don’t even fear being cocky coz am craving being humbled
Perhaps am not a true Stoic
Stoics ejaculate without experiencing pleasure
Too much ego and not enough soul.
My ego is bigger than my dick
The absurdity of the sentence speaks for me
In a world where the parameters of being male enough are measured by how alcohol tolerant you are.
I’d rather take Ethiopian Kush
Weed free 2017
3 Muskebeers: Faxe, Old Monk & Coconut
Shots to kill her with salt and lime
Manze peer pressure tuwache
There’s no difference pragmatically between
You wanna get high? & Lets get high
Catch 22 at its best
Backwoods and weed, issa date
Not touched kush in 2017
But my perceptions still matter
In no particular order
No honour in borrowing weed and condoms.
Weird is not illegal
Weed is illegal
Weed will buy you some time when depressed
These animals we call people
Humans converting chocolate’s colour from brown to royal purple.
They made purple kush
Naah mahn.. Kush ain’t supposed to be purple.
Weed strains are a social construct
Drugs are like shoes, everyone needs them but they don’t always fit.
Reality is just a crutch for people who can’t cope with drugs
Fuck is you saying old fool.. Drugs and Gangs are cool asf. I dont see how you can hate from outside of the club, You can’t even get in! HAHAHA! Leggo
Hell always tastes like heaven, at first
My littest coolest friends are smokers
Since I can’t change them
I find delight in roasting them
Me and my polemics
Italians consider it courteous not to complete a cigarette
Smoke it to half; throw it away
Kenyans smoke even the filter
Learn some courtesy Haha
Tried smoking once
Nearly coughed my lungs out
Cigarettes are meant for after sex
Heck cigarettes are currensy in prison
Just leave the smokers alone
Nothing you do will make them quit
In fact they get their eccentricities from the cigarette
Hell always tastes like heaven at first.
Opening The Gates of Hell
As hot as Puckered fat lips
Biwott and Kivuitu, the Dukes of Hell
Hell begins on the day when God grants us a clear vision of all that we might have achieved.
Kinda stupid how you react under pressure
Cannibals eating vegans as vegetables in hell
Selena Gourmet Steph acapella
Vegan rock star putting on leather
Moral indignation is jealousy with a halo
A string of infinite finites
Racist Jewish Orchestra artist Ziolinist
Devil is in the details of course
no offence but fuck you if you litter
You’re going to hell with the rapists
No motive in rape cases
These kuyo chics with their warugasm
Am spelling Bs in Di Car
I am porn again
The Stripper Pope
I DJ you twerk
Twerking to dubstep poisons the soul
Sorry for the invectives Lord
House EDM artists and their weird names
Anonymous proxies in the deep web
Being killed by a secario is a compliment.
Omnium-gatherum Oniomania unanimous anonymous animus Give us the onium to fuck Tha police before they are fucked in hell
Winter is here
Game of Thrones’ fans can gobble deez nuts
J Cole’s fans can fondle my balls
Beyonce fans will get a pass
Game of Thrones’ fans used to shit all over the house when they were kids
Outchea forcing people to Imagine Dragons
Shitting bricks enough to build a house
Syncretism is worshipping Yoncé with the same fervour as that you give your God
It makes you a Rumipithecus Sir
Dissecting this shit
Call me Shawn Cutlery.
Speaking of The Carters
Muthamaks is richer than Beyonce and Jay Z combined
While you’re at it fighting for Uthamakistan
With one of your ass cheeks deflated by inflation
Uhuru is richer than Dr. Dre & Diddy combined
These fuckers ain’t even in our generation
Its arrogant to think that August 9th exists
If we experience violence in these polls
We’ll have fucked the annals of History
And that’s not fair to History
Especially since History is a man.
No rubber No Ride
This subliminal condom product placement ain’t working
Look at Usher
Gonna start making it glaring
Institutionalized wearing of condoms
Niggas suddenly assume that skank pussy melts condoms
Would rather bang random chics @ a party raw
But when it comes to hookers
They suddenly remember latex
Newsflash my nigga..
Hookers use PEP Drugs
Gone are the days when hookers had unhealthy pussy
They are perhaps more skilled in pussy care than your WCW
Friendships break, relationships break
Only when it comes to hookers do niggas suddenly remember that condoms break too
Those Salgaa hookers are so temptingly hot
Devil is in the details
Mahn.. They would so pass as normal chics during the day
Especially those pretty brown skin skanks
Mahn those pretty brown skin skanks can gerrit
In a topsy turvy universe perhaps
Throwing banana peels on a tiled floor is a hazard
Throwing slimy condoms on any floor is a hazard
Condom product placement
Institutionalised wearing of condoms
Looks are secondary to performance
If she flirts with every nigga
That’s a no no
Its like me and scalding hot showers
In my head I be like
They passing her around like a blunt
The blunt finally reaches me with saliva on it
If I were a girl one thing I’d avoid
Always being the divisive factor
That shit never works on Alpha males who stick to the code
A whole army of trill niggas
Bros before hoes
Trying to hit it with all my niggas is messy
It doesn’t divide us if that was your intent
Wouldn’t let a stupid bitch kill my mojo
Cut it Cut it Cut it Cut it Cut it
That girl is way too messy you need to cut it.
Agoraphobic to largess pussy
I’m good, thanks
Am always incognito pussyblocking my niggas
They know how disappointed I would be if they shagged skanks
That’s inclination for respect
Respect for themselves and an incognito respect for me
Mahn, skanks can be 10’s too
From where am sitting thats
Scraping the bottom of the pudding cup
My nigga Alex with the rarest fetish
Nigga has a subconscious hair fetish
He Never even knew he had it
Till my quasi pseudo psychologist fired ass told him so
This nigga is Old Testament when describing a woman’s hair
Nigga dated for four years mahn
You bet that Chic’s hair…
My man gives me insights on condoms
Couples don’t use condoms
Its all about trust & respect
Niggas date for raw sex
Perhaps I need to grow up and get a girlfriend
I need Kimaru baby to spice up my Mojo
Back when she was a petrol head
That shit was so sexy
Don’t roll your eyes
If I could follow her twice
So she knows how badly I like her
Send me your location baby
Beauty that helps me increase my sanity
Decrease my sanity God forbid
Or boost your self esteem
the king conquers the world
he conquers everything,
or so it it may seem;
then he meets an invincible force,
when he finds his queen
A man’s conscience is malleable
It can be reshaped
What is a queen without her king?
I don’t know but let’s ask
Cleopatra, Nefertiti, Hatshepsut, Sammuramat, Victoria, Elizabeth, Amina, Tzu-hsi
Amina castrated males after fucking.
A concept. I wanted to paint that shit
Legend of Sika, a rose personified
Flowers are okay
But she’d rather you
Pin her against the wall
In the dark
Deliver a bouquet
Of chills and shivers
Its the thought that counts
I could be a virgin for all you care
Pinning floozies to the wall
Don’t give it all up for these bimbos you don’t even love
Only someone who doesn’t love you would diss you for not knowing how to pin her on the wall
That shit only happens in movies
Unless you wanna teach me
Niggas always the first to pull the love card when cornered
Play pussy get fucked
Play ass get fucked too
Digging your ass girl
That’s a double entendre
You say truffle butter like its a bad thing
Truffle butter makes her ass get fatter
You say ‘butt-slut’ like its a bad thing
A rosebud by any other name would smell as sweet…
Lana Del Ray looks like the type of chic who is intensely addicted to anal
Newsflash: However dirty the sex is its still sacred
There are consequences for bending natural law.
Like Sexually Transmitted Demons
Double standard logic rising above double standard logic
Everybody wants to draw the line,
But nobody is sober enough to draw it straight.
Don’t perform rusty trombone on me
Don’t even explore my prostrate
Lest I get addicted to the intense pleasure
Who’ll serve these pleasures after you’re gone
Girl’s preoccupation with male ass
You couldn’t stop her if you tried
Lest you get blue balled
Nothing more than a pinky finger
If she does it then most girls do it
Double standard logic rising against double standard logic
Poetry so bad it makes Dangote cry
Who the fuck is Dangote anyway
Madness is a Muse
There is a wisdom that is wealth but there is a wealth that is madness
“Heaven-sent madness is superior to man-made sanity.” – Plato
One persons craziness is another persons reality
artists & creative finessing depression and madness
You’re not actually gonna blame people without guns for losing a war. Are you?
The poison cheaper than the cure
Every love story is a tragedy if you wait long enough
Is it July yet?
He committed suicide by driving his Alfa Romeo down a cliff
Its May and my Speares are Shaking
Speary Trigger happy like Mercutio
See what i just did there? Yes? No? Okay. 😐
Chester Bennington hanged himself
Its so painful
To the neck
And to our hearts
As if it wasn’t evident in his music
Firewood begets ashes
As obvious as
Poop sliding on the windscreen
Anyone not prepared to die does not deserve to live
that awkward moment between birth and death
Hope them 20 something’s don’t kill me
Fuck living rich and dying broke
Alexander McQueen hanged himself too mahn
Six Figures under
Box logos Boxers
Supreme box Chevy’s
All these boxes but I only want yours
I donno why I keep going back to her arms
Its like a dog returning to its vomit
Clinging to a mistake coz I spent a lot of time making it
She kinda took advantage of my rookie days
Back when I had zero game
She kinda took advantage of those days mahn
Not that my game has improved
We were both from different worlds
The unity of opposites
no girl might be able to bung the hole left by her
So I think
Being 3 years older than him doesn’t make you a cougar
Fucking rich old men with expensive watches
Longines Rolex Michael Kors & Mobutu Sese Seiko
Drinking blood from a human skull
“Being woke ain’t enough nigga. You gotta GET OUTTA BED.”
Gentlemen don’t hold pens, we wield swords. And swords get rusty if not used.
Certified Gentleman. Put a stamp on it.
Even though I release the pain with a pen
Your inner Child IS your Highest Self.
Thy ego doesn’t allow space for jealousy
Force of habit
Habit is overcome by habit
Please let me find euphoria
Today prepares for tomorrow to ruin
At my inflection point
MIA SAN MIA We Are Who We Are
I don’t bake sale
Bonding over nyama choma builds character
People telling me to watch my language
I say fuck that
Mojo is a phase that will pass
Don’t mess up my stupid
Immah Give it to y’all same old raw.
No need to censor my shit
So, how I can no longer try to sound like an eclectic.
Little son of bitch.
It glares it ugly head
Axis of hysteria
Complicated isn’t always better
Come to Kenya for Christmas Kaiti
Hottest foreign chic I know
If Lucas could kill
No such thing as good guys. They’re just guys
Adios my brothers
Be young & dumb. Be young & live.
Welcome to Stoicville
Don’t shoot the messenger
Lull it over
I just wanna reach CHRIST conscious yo.
Blaze of glory
I wanna be Nikola Tesla woke
Heck.. I wanna be Medusa woke
Nigga with the most balanced Yin & Yang
Shihtzu feng shui
Pain of rebirth cosmic bullshit
Eating carrots coz it gives you tunnel vision
I can get away with saying shit coz its poetry
So scared that peeps see through my fugazi deep
Are you down to clown turn that frown upside down
I don’t have the patience for practical jokes
Really working on being woke
Am feeling Sensei
Photoshopped myself on TIME magazine
Inserts “Senior TED Fellow” in my bio
Thirsty under thirty
Caliburn Ng’ang’a my good friend
Thirstiest Nigga alive
Mi najibamba jo
The church in bed with the government
A licentious relationship; To preserve the cherry flower they use the back door
The government after finishing his business spits in the church’s anus
So much for arbitrary talks
Conjug eeked up gated community but
We don’t discriminate
Base hate for sleazes, skanks and Lickspittle sheeple
Fucking the professor for upper credits
Father stretch my arse (her)
I won’t say her name
I guess a sleaze is the male equal of a skank
I prefer comfortable silence to forced conversations
Am many things but I ain’t thirsty
All the pussy I let bounce past me
Coz of my inconsistency and ego
The miaows turned into roars
And the sloth watched as poverty crept in
Popcorn in hand doing nothing
Like the universe owed him
The world is filled with stuff that enforces pride
Tried to kill it
Keeps coming back
Like an iterating allergy
Bounced back like a boomerang thrown in the metro
You can’t iconoclast eccentricity
Christians hijacking Muslim holidays to continue with debauchery
We really are the pits
Drinking dry concentrated Old Monk Brandy
Teetotaler but only booze that will touch my lips
That old hermit’s yoni water
Coincidence is a Coward’s rationale.
Nigga why have you veered towards the mundane or the frivolous.
Once upon a time
Kelly Rowland Corrupted my mind
I used to be Intricate than American Gods
Deeper than American Gods
Fire in my blood burning for purpose
The need to carve my name on the world’s flesh
No fucking around break my foot in your ass typa person
More brutal than Indian zealots
My brain.exe has stopped working
Humble in a way that says my humility makes me better than you👎🏽👎🏽
nothing youth wouldn’t fix.
The prosecution rests
Just need a girl that really understands me
Fit for a king
Blood.. Soul.. Fear
That Vanessa and Buda love
My Idil type of woman
If I had such a girl,
I’d shag her brains out
Then I got such a girl
Really don’t get these girls
She said she needed nuts in her diet,
not tea bagged for breakfast.
A whole brouhaha about nothing
Put her in a blunt and smoked her
Before I could tell her that my dad was a doctor
Its like taking off tight shoes
We’re so young mahn.
Don’t turn the page. Just rip it out.
Her ass was pillowy
Softer than cotton
If you pricked her, marshmallow would ooze out
Squeezing them cheeks like I want lemonade
Shut up and eat the lemon Beyonce
You never know an ass is big till its on your face
That ass was big
Capital letters BIG
A man grows with the greatness of his task
“Lenny I don’t want to be in a poem”
Then don’t drop it so good
Outchea defending her
Like how twitter defends avocados
I really ate this app
My ambitions as a writer
In an abusive relationship with these twitter hunnies
Its the curse of great beauty
She looked like an Egyptian concubine
Big Russian titties
South African thighs
De Divina Proportione
Rubik’s cube typa ass
Come on, Stick it wherever you want
Occupy all holes
Occupy hole street
Condoms slimy than the walls of a bathroom in a boy’s boarding school.
Cave to my will
Feed my inner demons
Serve my guilty pleasures
He was too broken and she was running out of duct tape.
Frank Ocean’s vulnerability.
You’re so slippery
Like what does it take to catch you?
That elusive shit is cute till its cute no more
Hot as Venus
Am very literal
Making me look needy
Like its a million dollar pussy
Be her rock but don’t take her shit
There’s a difference between a rock and a toilet bowl
One’s Terra Firma while the other’s Terra Cotta
Look what we’ve got here.
A social experiment for the nigga who never begs
Fuck your lickspittle connections
I’ll get that job
I’ll turn out aight
Just gotta sieve the bullshit
Connections & Bribes Kitu Gani.
Gotta despise these human prisons
My ancestors would turn if I submit
Bending before breaking
And heck I can bend
Further than a hooker “scrubbing floors”
Corollary superfluous labia
A guy knows
Giving it the (NO FUCKS!) Kevin Gates look
Staring at it like Darth Vader
Just do eat
That’s what she said
Rome Ants Gladiators
Glad he ate her
Like an old remote
She begins working that booty after its slapped
Wa Wild thot
Looks @ me and asks
“You like it?”
Has Machine Gun Kelly ever said Nigga?
Naah I’m being coy
Feeling euphoric and shit
Luck, that’s wishful thinking for the weak
Stingy with the ubers but
For her I’d
Loosen the purse strings
What are we?
Freedom and adventure F.W.B
Mind altering substances ft. You
Generous with material stuff
Selfish with immaterial
You feel me
We could be HEROES
All my friends are bread
Push me the peanut butter
She said she misses the old Lenny
Please don’t tempt me
I grew up mahn
Oh yeah ships sail
Like shoes you need big ones as you grow
And now I sound like an Adult Stickler
Stentorian husky base ni kama Nimechapa ombitho mbichi
A man unhappy serving his fellow men has a shallow motive
Holy fuck, The joy of being woke
Am so fucking busy
Eating what I feed you coz its served right.
Stuck somewhere between being a pussy and not wanting to cause my mama pain
Fuck your quixotic persona
Don’t piss on my tree, DAWG
Bending before breaking
And heck I can bend
Further than a hooker “praying”
Kick Anubis in the nuts if he comes for my sinful soul
Bucket List : Autograph her cleavage with my nut
This shit irks you?
nobody cares babe, go smoke a blunt
Sesquipedalianism is my opponent
All I know is there’s more than I know
Its like a black mirror episode
Nigga stay woke
Talking about the greatness of Nas and his illmatic album has now become a banal cliché. People’s thick skulls and intransigence of Insisting on Hov just because he made it big as a mogul. SMH. A poet and a mogul walk into a bar. Jay Z vs Nas. The cliché is as worn out as a tyre retread down to its canvas, we only do it because of people like Charlemagne Tha god, Dj Akademiks and Miss Mandii who have the nerve of thinking that BluePrint the album by Jay Z is better than Nas’ It was written. Fucking red herrings. Always bringing up RocNation, Beyonce and TIDAL.
Introspection my nigga. Younaaimean. Introspection. How’d they miss Take it in blood and Affirmative Action. Just because of these two tracks .. It Was Written makes you wonder What did we ever do to deserve Nas. Nigga waxing poetical and philosophical like it’s his first language. How does it feel to be Nas. Without Nas, Oldskool hip hop is nothing.
Though a short lived group, word to Nas for forming The Firm. Matching AZ, Cormega and Foxy Brown, Sensei nigga; something close to this matching in this age would be if Anderson Paak, Quavo and Travis Scott formed a collective. How eccentric would that be, Perhaps more eccentric than if 21 Pilots and Daft Punk ever collaborated.
Even after being in existence for only a year, The Firm are immortalized by their song Affirmative Action. Everything about this jam strikes a note of creepy realism in any true hip hop buff.
Track: Affirmative Action
Genre: Posse-cut Hip Hop
Writters: AZ, Cormega, Nas, Foxy Brown
Production: The Trackmasters
The jam is 21 years old and I’ll say with my chest that this is the most Arresting Hip Hop Classic. This track is going to last forever. You can take that to the bank.
From AZ’s accent, Cormega sounding like Nas, Nas sounding better than Nas you feel me, to the Guitar beat and the beat Climax in Foxy Brown’s verse &; to the Eccentric lyrics; to Foxy Brown stating “They Praise Allah with visions of Gandhi” …. This will be the most remembered Hip Hop track generations to come.
Talk about lyrical maturity that makes the already potent beats and rhymes all the more compelling. I don’t care if its trashy tough-guy talk, what matters is that it strikes a note of creepy realism. Especially its beat.
The song’s beat is extremely mafioso, sounding straight out of Narcos or American Gangster with strings and crescendos, i love it.. It makes my heart sing.
Its a guitar and its impeccable. Its like the Flute in Mask off or The Piano in STILL D.R.E. Word to the Trackmasters mahn. Great beat. Guitars in Hip Hop are so against the grain.. That’s what makes them so eccentric, especially when you find a good rapper to flow with them. Nas for instance.. How he bodied and owned the beat in The Message. But that’s another story. Stringed instruments.. Guitar/ Ukelele/ Nyatiti/ Harps Anything guitar-like really touches my soul. The Roots could perform this track live on stage very easily.
Nuff said. This is one of the best posse tracks of all time. Its like a baton race from AZ to Cormega to Nas and finally the baddest bitch Foxy Brown.
Foxy Brown’s verse on the jam is the greatest rap verse ever performed by a woman. Puts Eve, Missy Elliot, Lady of Rage and Nicki in introspect. The Bravado and surety in her voice, Damn she’s bad.
She’s bad milk. Milk with pubic hair in it. More than 14 incarcerations. Damn she’s bad. We really gonna act like Foxy’s box wasn’t eaten by Jay Z. So sus to even think about it. Fat lips and everything.
Foxy Brown brushing shoulders with Prodigy and Ll Cool J and wanting an equal piece. This is a bad m’fer we’re looking at here. Close to the end of Affirmative Action she says in her refined menacing voice :
THEY PRAISE ALLAH WITH VISIONS OF GANDHI. For a first time listener of the track, this will be the most vivid line you’ll get from the track.
“They praise Allah with visions of Gandhi”. This phrase has stuck in my head even though I can’t seem to assign meaning to it. Its eccentric AF. This just shows you how much Nas’ wisdom was rubbing off on Foxy Brown.
The line inspired an album title. VISIONS OF GANDHI. Visions of Gandhi is the 3rd album from underground hip hop group Jedi Mind Tricks, Greatest form of flattery to Foxy Brown.
The Firm baby.
AZ is not mentioned as one of the big names.. The next guy doesn’t know who AZ is. This nigga has the finest hip hop accent. You should hear him saying “Fettuccine Capone”. You’ll think it some diamond coated punany yet he’s just talking about pasta.
Cormega was in the wrong side of history for falling out with Nas and leaving The Firm. Swept under the rag like the Based curse.
Nuff said. Affirmative Action; Just for this track, The Firm deserve all the gassing. It cuts across everywhere.
Coz of QuietStorm, Mobb Deep are the best rap duo.
Saigon ~ Enemies
Dilated People’s ~ Worst to Worst
Cypress Hill ~ Rap Superstars
Any Hip Hop group but not Wu Tang. Wu Tang clan are overrated. Nothing magical about them. Don’t get me wrong.. Raekwon is great no problem, but Wu Tang Clan is overrated. Rapping well is one thing but choosing beats is another thing that seals. Anyone in this new age who claims to like Wu Tang is a fraud… Anybody who even likes C.R.E.A.M their magnum opus. Trash is a strong word. Let’s just say they chose shitty painful instrumentals.
The best thing that happened to C.R.E.A.M was Boi-1-da.
Boi-1-da really sampled C.R.E.A.M’s chorus like a pro and incorporated it into Pound Cake. The chorus is chopped throughout the song to make a neither rueful nor celebratory beat. Drake did some poetic justice to the beat considering Jay Z featured on the track. “Cash Flows Everything Around me cream get the money dollar dollar bill yo.” Most sampled line ever.
And you know what, Drake stuck with Boi-1-da ever since. Vultural traits aside, the nigga knows loyalty. That’s a bop.
New Age Rappers. Stick With Your initial Producers. At least make 90% of your music with them.
Trying new sounds… Switched producers. Therein lies the problem. Hopping from producer to producer is Hip Hop harlotry.
Joey Badass couldn’t make his 1999 magic with All Amerikkkan Badass because he kinda abandoned Statik Selektah. Making one track with him. Funny thing, this was the best track on the album. Legendary featuring J. Cole.
Ace Tha Don & Shukid
These guys used to have that ripe demand for respect. Going hard on the beat and everything. I donno where that fire went to.
A hunch would be, they abandoned their producers. Kina Odie on the track na Kevin Grands. You should’ve stuck with ’em mahn. These niggas made underground rap radioworthy.
The thrill of underground rap. You’ll have the most loyal fans.
Shukid & Ace Tha Don had the firmest grip in the kenyan underground rap scene. Filling in big shoes once wore by kina Ukoo Flani Mau Mau & Kalamashaka.
What’s going on niggas.
Savvy choruses, Trashy pop beats, Trappy rap styles is all I’ve been seeing lately. mainstream, R&B and pop-leaning sounds. Its phony as shit
These niggas sold out bad. I really believed in these niggas. Mahn. The audacity of comparing Ace Tha Don to Royce da 5’9 then the nigga turns around and makes a song like Banana. This ain’t even Hip Hop. Its Kapuka. Sema Homerun ya kusell out. Remember how hurt Rick Ross was when he found out that Birdman’s was fake? Am that hurt.
Grainy, pop-savvy choruses. What’s happening Shukid?
Come on my nigga. crossover sensibilities and radio-friendly hits that’ll be gone tomorrow. Choosing mainstream makes you bottom feeders. How could you trade being underground kings. I still jam to One Day// Say What You Want// Alpha & Light Work by Ace Tha Don. Real music lasts. All that other bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow.
Your departure from the raw, underground tone of your debuts towards mainstream is a faulty gambit. Now look. Barrak Jacuzzi and Steph Kapela bypassing you niggas.
Y’all played around Now Steph Kapela, Anje, Barrak Jacuzzi and Asum Garvey are out to dethrone you.
STEPH KAPELA, SON THESE NIGGAS
Groovy Hip Hop finally made it to Kenya. The edge that Steph Kapela brings with his original diversity is refreshing asf. Its like balancing R&B and Hip Hop ile style ya Anderson Paak. Its groovy am telling you. Just check out the Nigga’s YouTube. I fancy that Steph Kapela has the freshest Serenades.
I needed something new apart from the usual Ndugu Omolo na Kina Pizzo.
A new rapper. Someone to gas up. Someone to SON these niggas.
Enter Steph Kapela, out all of you other niggas.
All of you other niggas apart from Poppa Don. Poppa Don is the only rapper who stuck to the roots.
Big up to Benady and his Flag 42 cohorts. Keep up the hunger.
Juu ya Hiyo story Wacha niende nikaone American gods.
A boy is a man who waits to be called forth
Nawa mikono na utakula na wazee.
Nigga made it to the 2nd floor, 20 now
When I drive immah need a bigger lane
Namastay in your fucking lane
Parentheses around parental paradigms.
No more Teenage angst
Tethers me to a purpose
Running with the big dogs but staying on the porch
Left the monkey business in the zoo.
High density identity
They sleeping on me
The Mustang Stallion is my Spirit Animal
At least that’s what my conscience told me
Why would I argue with my own conscience over the truth
That’s like me telling myself ‘don’t tell me what to do’
Water adopts the shape of its receptacle
In between categories and definitions
Inside every man lives a legion. Thousand versions of himself.
Choose your poison. Mine morphs into a Stallion
Said it with my chest, heck
Said it with my balls in grip
A wolf doesn’t know its a wolf. It just knows its hungry.
Tree in the forest my friend
Two for Teusday
Leaving all the childhood shenanigans
Revealing the layers to my soul
The die has been cast and the Rubicon crossed.
Of Vynils and Polaroids
Superheroes stabbed call it a Justice Leak
Smart but short of social skills.
My perks of being 20
Shangri LA Nerdocrat. Wisdom rocks dude. Perks of being 20.
What’s the point of Brass bollocks and no brains
I hope this feelin’ lasts for fuckin’ ever
A drunk needs a reason to stay sober
Quid pro fucking Quo
Ever since i realised that I have a Stallion’s spirit.
My dumbfounding monumental ego quadrupled
Kneel and Kiss the ring
Summa cum laude cunt
I’m being extra, is you even enough baby
Am an alpha I have options
I only chose you because am a gentleman
At least I ain’t like the
Punctilious pusillanimous punk pussyfoots who simp over punk pussy
I just wanna slap the bastards
so many pussy niggas around me i’m getting horny 😤
Cute innocent looking girls wearing chokers
a notoriously difficult bunch to pigeonhole,
Am still a canine at heart am a dog. WOOF!
Come to think about it
Those cute innocent looking girls with fat asses be the freakiest.
Skit with no panties
Take a peek at this boo 😘
The goddess between your legs
Makes mouths water
savour the delight
Smell her flower
Savour the delight
People never get the flowers while they can still smell em
Ventriloquism coz her thighs pressed against my ears
You don’t speak when you are eating,
All root hairs plucked out like pages of Exodus from a slave’s Bible
She wish a niggawood
Dick harder than an armadillo
Round peg in the square hole
Wrap it up I might put a son in you
That pussy tight but I’m claustrophobic
Coochie come and coochie go its all the same.. Cunta Kindred
This one’s Cucci, Sporty pussy, Emre cunt
Memento cats; Keepsake pussy
Thrusting momentum pedal to the metal
Made me woke and shit
She gahdamn disgusting, my gawd
I’ve never even seen this part of Pussy town before
That pussy snorts cock deep call it Cunt Cobain
Finer than a winery
Save the coffin spaces
The sex was so bomb she killed him
Mind blowing awesoma
She said she likes punks
Lucky for me
She’s a hot mess wipe your glasses pal
One time she gave me sympathy sex.. Haha
Why mahn. I can’t see the sense, why?
I Stevie wonder why.
Let her know that am dangerous
Literally tear that kitten up
Stallion in a cat
gripping you up fucking and choking you
hindsight is always 20/20
Sometimes it takes the Future just to Ci*errors
Sometimes witches merit saving
Your pussy your rules, I said
You pussy, that’s what she said
She said she hates dominance *type attitude*
Like that counts for something?
Suck it before I dick slap you
Macho machismo masochism
Chattels speak ill of their masters if not fed well
Slutty groans “Oh Lord”
I turn in my Project A-
You can’t play God without being acquainted with the Devil.
Our father who act in hell
The devil’s butthole on the other side of the glory hole
That’s the wrong place to enter
That’s very satanal
That ass structured like a peach
Structure is the doorway into freedom
Carried my Stallion-like behaviours to the 2nd floor
She called it Tomfoolery? Go figure
Its like Ashton Kutcher Buzzin kush and Martini on his Aston Martin, So to speak
Am just playing.. While all good jokes contain true shit.
She pretty and she witty,
More interesting than the Zaire’s Lumumba and Kasavubu fiasco of 1960
Raps better than that Short bad rapper – introverted tailor Lil Uzi Vert
she’s cold as ice, but in the right hands she melts
Its not just something you take, its given
There’s a lot of sharks out there
Ooh, girl, you a blessin’
Her beauty awed the eyes and calmed the soul
Stick around some real feelings might suffice
Sometimes I catch a buzz just to help me picture love
The concept is as depressing as Stanley Tookie Williams life story.
Makes you wanna Pay a little visit to rock bottom
Real Dirt is not under your nails. Its in your soul
I don’t think y’all heard me
They can cut my flesh but not my insides
And now I look stupid when I talk
the mouth betrays the heart.
Boss up lil homie
You don’t see color and want to go back to black and white.
These things Go hand in hand like Panties, fishnets and Shakespeare sonnets
Its simple mathematics
I keep my enemies on the leash capiche
Even a fool can bite the king if he has teeth
Alive is a very broad category, a man with no hands can still be alive
Hate me but respect me
even 👏 though 👏 am 👏 an
Adolf hipster Harry thotter Shitbag Olympian Motherfucker
I’m a bad motherfucker coz the good die young
Life’s a bitch but God forbid the bitch divorce me.
Coz immah go out the same way that I came in
Right by the pussy with nothing on my mind
How come he’s not in counselling?
Am not crazy am a realist. Same difference
This is ice cream for bed wetters. Grade A bullshit
Jinx up nigga the show is over muhfucka
The koteka or penis sheath is traditionally worn by male natives of some ethnic groups in New Guinea to cover their genitals. Apparently dick flashing is Disrespect disregard for common decency. I never knew that.
What I know is that the koteka qualifies as an icon of respect in our society. Respect enforces honour among men. This sheath/ gourd/ cache sexe covers the penis, which is a love sharing tool. Love is akin to heart. Therefore, the cache sexe/ koteka is an icon for Hiii Power. Heart, Honour & Respect. Something I wrote about a while back. Courtesy of Kendrick Lamar the Ayatollah.
“HiiiPower is the way we think. The way we live. See it’s known today that the human race is nothing. No morals, no standards. What we’re about to do is raise the level of expectations. No, you don’t have to have a lot of money. You don’t have to be rich. But you will be rich in mind and spirit. Some say it’s big as a crew, some say its big as a gang. We stand for it as if it’s a religion.” – Kendrick Lamar
I sense a kindred Spirit. Its Kendrick Lamar the rock star philosopher badass & his black hippie cohorts TDE.
TDE over Dreamvillains anyday. Nothing personal, am just philosophically bent.. & Top Dawg Entertainment has a Foundational Philosophy. There is philosophy in TDE. A guiding spirit.
“HiiiPoWeR” a movement which they treat it as if it were a religion.
The three ‘i’s in the word “HiiiPoWeR” stand for heart, honor and respect—the three main things that people should have and live by.
TDE has no weak links. Every artist releases quality music. They are the most conscious Rap group of this generation.
Isaiah Rashad, Ab Soul, Kendrick, Jay Rock and Q the truth but yall be gassing them other niggas like fr
We’ll consider Kendrick a sell out if and only he divagates from his foundational ethos Hiii Power – The 3 i’s Heart Honour & Respect.
He rep’d on DAMN. I was counting on him to rep. I was really counting on him to stick to the Path. Am really glad he had songs with these titles (Love, Loyalty, Humble, Pride.)
It wasn’t random that he gave the tracks those names. This just shows us that he would never divagate from the path.
The album has millions of lesson. Its thought provoking. Last time I heard something this thought provoking was Nas waxing poetical in “Take it in blood” or No Church in the Wild. Mahn I thought the world was ending soon when I heard FEAR.
But that’s another story.
I was counting on Kendrick to stick to the Path, which he did ever so gracefully, unradioworthily though.
What’s important is the path.
The Path aims at providing man with an unshakable conviction based on logically derived understanding.
Heart, Honour & Respect. When you lose one of them the whole thing has to reorganize itself to make up for what’s missing.
This path is akin to The Way (a spiritual book) written by Saint José Maria Escriva the initiator of the Opus dei Catholic prelate or akin to Confucius teachings. Even further it could be equated to the Bushido (武士道?, “the way (or the moral) of the warrior”) a Japanese term for the samurai way of life,
Am just the person to expand Kdot’s teachings like how Saint Paul expounded Jesus teachings
Or how Vladimir Lenin expounded Marxist teachings.
Imma steal Aristotle’s triangle and use it. The three vertices are Heart, Honor & Respect.
To the Greeks, the triangle is symbolic of a doorway. It also symbolizes harmony between three parts. Mine are heart, honour, Respect. By balancing the three we get a path. – Hiii Power. A way of living.
The Path is a Panacea for the Society.
Good men have been kneeling down for too long its time to stand up.
There’s a fine line between Heart & Love, Fear & Respect, Pride & Honour. But its still a line. Imma goose your mind.
Yo dude. My hypothesis doesn’t have to be right. I just write to get things off my chest. Catharsis. If I don’t put my thoughts on paper I think I’ll die. So chill.
At heart am An ardent student of human nature; fascinating paradox we are
So wise and yet so foolish
So brave and yet so fearful
One thing stands in the modern society. People’s hearts are so bankrupt. Minds so baleful it pollutes our will.
People’s souls are so contaminated that art can’t touch their hearts.
People’s’ hearts are so corrupted that they can’t even appreciate art
You can see a man’s face but you can’t see his heart.
Every custom and civilization, that there ever was, every form of social engagement, of human interaction, of friendship, of love, evolve around this single word.
Think for a moment, or as long as it takes. Strip passed the aftermath and do not dwell on the battle itself. We are searching for the absolute core, The deepest parts of our hearts, not the branches that grew as tempers flared, nor the distorted version, that we tell so often, we come to believe as truth. All that soul searching bollocks
Our hearts so bankrupt We like or need to feel justified, as opposed to owning the mistakes we make. And the real nerve, we sometimes become angry, at the person who is simply unraveling the mess we made.
Baleful minds We avoid knowledge for fear it may alter our thought, and we hide our faults and imperfections, as if we should be viewed as perfect, yet still believe in a Higher Power. Pious hearts The irony may be missed, but the contradictions, we simply absolve.
Life’s always got me wondering, am I doing it right?
It ain’t about what you do, it’s about how and why you do it. No such thing as good and evil. Only intent and perspective. The heart decides perspective. Its all about the heart.
I live my Truth,
discuss it passionately,
listen to other perspectives,
adopt what resonates
and leave what doesn’t.
The mantra : If the heart is pure.
You have only one judge of character, and this is yourself. Your heart. Decisions you make and how these decisions are carried out are a reflection of whom you truly are. Your heart. I find emotional dishonesty offensive. But we all know You cannot hide from yourself.
Lord please make me a clean heart.
Art can only touch a pure heart. I’d rather die than lose my sense of art.
The value of art can only be measured by how pure the heart is. The point is being selfish with art so that it may have meaning when being given away. Donated to a museum, given as a gift,
Art should be free. Its value should be measured by how generous the giver was. The hearts of both the artist and recipient of the art.
Is a pure heart important?
Lord please have mercy on me when my heart turns cold.
The less you have, the more their worth. To Friends
Honour is one of the seven virtues of a warrior besides Rectitude, Courage, Benevolence, Politeness/Propriety, Honesty/ Sincerity & Loyalty.
Savages are warriors without honor. If by lacking honour, warriors become savages then what does dishonor do to us? There is no honor among scumbags right? Then a lack of honor makes us scumbags.
No honor among scumbags, right?
.. Test of honour/ character
Not knowing what you are doing is an act of dishonor.
Proclamation of fake consciousness is an act of dishonor. Only true purpose is that which is lived, not spoken. Talk your walk.
Betrayal has to be the greatest act of dishonour – Snitching
Never abandon your generation.
Manipulation of Karma is an act of dishonor
Always waiting to learn from experience is dishonorable.
A man may fail many times,
but he isn’t a failure
until he begins to blame somebody else.
– John Burroughs
Pay your debts
Pay your taxes
Keep your word
The hammer of God hits those who lack honor.
Primary emotions like Jealousy make you lose your honour.
Greed will take away your honour
It is dishonorable to have Fleeting visions
Respect begets honour
It is honorable to make your mum happy. Not proud. Pride is a sin
All honourable things are simple and many can be expressed in single words. Nobility, Magnanimity, Conviction, Justice, Hardwork, Honesty, Courage, Loyalty and balls.
But conviction is the cornerstone.
Lacking conviction is like living on your knees.
religion and the law restored social order and basically enforced honour among men,
The more you learn, the less you know.
I KNOW too much; I have stuffed too many of the facts of History and Science into my intellectuals. My eyes have grown dim over books; believing in the logos & studying the universe has prematurely aged me.
You can’t have both truth and happiness. I urge you to choose happiness unless you get a calling. A true calling.
The more you learn the less you know.. Just choose the easy path. Conviction/ belief whatever floats your boat.
Copying is dishonorable
Its a pecking order in the motor world. The copycats are at the bottom as usual. Who’s on top? L’honorable.
Whether by design or happenstance, Cars are now getting facelifts…. These facelifts are coming with more pronounced sexier bumpers, Enhanced spoilers, better yet
Cars too are getting bigger asses. The Dodge Hellcat is fine as fuck. If she was my girl I’d smack her ass every time I kiss her goodbye.
Nissan GT R has the finest affordable ass. All these other cars are Kardashians.. Cosmetic surgeries.. Butt implants like the Lexus LF. The only car left with no ass is the Subaru.
Its a coupe revolution and you know who doesn’t give a shit about whether you put jet transmissions on your cars? Its Ford.
Too busy watering their own grass to check if yours is greener. Cadence. A do what thou wilt type of cadence. The only thing they care about is Henry Ford’s dream. Fordism. What he visioned when he founded the company in 1901. Fordism is the most honorable thing in the industrial world. I say this with my chest.
Ford has the best affordable cars. There’s too many monkey see monkey doers out here but if you have a Ford no matter the kind you just have the best car around. Ford is to vehicles what Sony is to electronics / Zlatan to football.
Ford Mustang 1st Generation to 5th
Ford Super Duty
Even the focus & Taurus, Fiesta, Sierra are all good; so long it has this logo, its a nice car.
ALL these other CARS copying and evolving to other niches just show a lack of foundational philosophy making them blatantly phony thus lacking honour.
The Chevrolet are trying too hard. From their Suburban/ Silverado/ Camarro/ Corvette & all their sedans, they are all monkey see monkey do bull.
BMWs & Mercedes Benz cars were supposed to look sexy, not beastly. I donno what happened. My wildest guess, they saw the Ford Mustang and decided to copy. From the BMW M14 to the Mercedes AMG series.
I still got respect for the Audi though. You’ve seen what they’ve done to their taillights. Audi’s have the best taillights
Then there are the eccentric Swedish cars, Swedish cars like the Volvo, the Koenigsegg or the Zlatan Ibrahimovic.
I’d rather a Ford Ranger to a G Wagon. But you know, rich people are stupid.
A Ford Ranger is better than any SUV, Which I know petrol heads would disagree with. There is no use regurgitating bar-talk and trying to pass it off as sagacity borne out of deep rumination. It won’t wash.
I got news for you petrolheads. One or two of your favourite cars was probably owned by Ford.
Volvo, Aston Martin, Cadillac, Lincoln motors, LandRover/Range Rover, Mazda, Jaguar. Ford once owned these brands or still has a majority stake in these companies. Its only safe to attribute their successes to the Fordism Midas touch.
We are so tired of the Muscle Pony cars in Fast & Furious. Yeah we already accepted that Dodge Challenger is the pretty boy while the Ford Mustang is the bad boy. The Camarro is the wannabe.
I target the car follow the target.
People who call cars motis. Hii Ni nganya, moti Ni wewe.
I got 99 problems and being trapped in a decaying body in a money hungry society on a dying planet in a mysterious dimension may be one.
y’all must not understand how freelance this world has become. With each passing age humanity sinks deeper into materialism, and becomes less aware of its true spiritual nature.
Money is the cutest bitch in the world. My only beef with it is because of how superficial it is.
Its just cotton but it affects people like poetry. I mean its no longer underpinned by something tangible. Like gold for instance. Yeah, that’s right. Its just legal tender.
Doing it for the money. Mahn you’re such a hooker.
Scum is anything that makes man do baleful acts & dishonorable deeds.
We put profit above people, Greed above need, Rule of Gold above the Golden rule.
Like that nation that sold its minerals for paper payments.
Before being carried away however let it it be said that no matter how evil money is, don’t think being broke is holy. Money helps you lift the load of life more easily.
Money is now dangerous because it substitutes Heart, Honour & Respect.
It obfuscates Hiii Power. Heck,
Money gives you a voice, and will bestow upon you the honours of the land. The wisdom of a poor man will go unnoticed. If he saved the entire world, no one would remember him.
They say money runs the world, you can’t pay God with it. You can’t buy your way to heaven.
You still don’t really understand the effects of dishonor, do you?
After losing its honour and more than 2 million soldiers in the First World War, The Germans voted Hitler in through popular vote for his hard talk, loud mouth and exotic, daring demeanour.
They thought that anything would be better than the clowns who had driven the nation into a disastrous war, someone to restore their honour. Desperation makes for strange bedfellows.
Dishonor created terrorism.
The way I see it, a kafir wronged a theist. To a theist, there is no greater dishonor than being wronged by an infidel. An infidel; an unclean pork eating individual. So to speak.
I hate the hate mahn. The kind of takfir – branding another human an apostate or kafir (infidel), making it justified and even obligatory and meritorious to kill him. I hate it. It makes my balls itch. Other than fake leather and plastics, its the other thing I hate
But honour goes a long way..
“I fancy that there are no people in the world more punctilious about their honour than the Japanese, Honour with them is placed above everything else.
Death Before Dishonour
To the Samurai, to die a good death with one’s honor intact, is the ultimate aim in a life lived according to bushidō
Under the bushidō ideal, if a samurai failed to uphold his honor he could only regain it by performing seppuku (ritual suicide). seppuku (切腹 seppuku?) or hara kiri, which allowed a disgraced samurai to regain his honor by passing into death.
Seppuku was considered the most honorable capital punishment apportioned to Samurai.
Mahn killing yourself for honour.
Placing honour above everything is called nobility.
Nobility is your soul kneeling before your body. On another plane it becomes divine. It becomes magnanimity.
Magnanimity is a latinization of the Greek word μεγαλοψυχία, megalopsychia which means greatness of soul and was identified by Aristotle as “the crowning virtue”.
Be a man of integrity. Bring honour to your name.
CHRIST is the most disrespected deity. Look around
They are all disrespected but lemme just speak for CHRIST.
4 years ago someone theorised that God is big on family planning as he only has one son. I almost collapsed.
The problem is that blasphemy & sacrilege is so funny.. We are all guilty. This is an indictment of my generation.
Those Charlie Hebdo Drawings were so funny mahn. Which even incensed the ultras even more, pushing them to defend their prophet’s honour by killing those journalists.
We hail the mother but let the son’s name get tarnished. Romans 14.16 – “Do not let what you regard as good get a bad name.”
The genie is out for good. There’s no way we can impede what will happen. Next thing you’ll see is nuns with guns.
Newton’s laws: For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. Respect existence or expect resistance.
We all know that when u judge the actions of others to b right or wrong against ur own belief-based expectations, who they are becomes a product of who u are and helplessness is a destructive emotion. So here’s what’s gonna happen.
Catholic Fundamentalism is gonna happen.
Its only a matter of time till Catholic nuns go Qutb on y’all asses for disrespecting their Lord.
Macho nuns will decide enough is enough, spit on their hands and begin slitting throats. It ain’t no joke.
Respect lasts longer than a cheque nigga.
It has no alternative. It is a form of currensy..
Hard to earn.. So valuable because Respect begets honour.
Respect is all we really want. It is all we can hope for and all we can ask. It makes us feel better about who we are, and that we matter. It makes us visible, even if we are hungry and not a penny in our pocket. It gives us strength and the courage we need to build upon a legacy or to maintain the status quo. It makes us feel warm and safe, when our friends, partners and spouses, give respect, in not violating our trust.
Nod your head, respond with Hi hold the door open and do not profile. To give freely, that which costs us nothing, reaps abundance in return. Demonstrate respect in communication, show respect of time, bow to respect of dreams, accept respect of responsibility. Respect beliefs, respect communities. Respect authority, respect our leaders, who we voted in. Six billion people live in our global world. We will never all agree, and we will not all be friends. We may not feel love’s passion, and we may never worship the same God, but we can respect one another, and if our demonstration stands correct, than at least some of our future problems, have already been solved.
But stripped of respect, robbed of dignity, then we are left to a savage self, an unfeeling being, with the-world-evolves-around-me thinking.
Get on your knees and pray
I love my country but that shit hole is a mess
If an MP earns Ksh 1M a month,then in 5 years you earn 60M bob. What is the rationale of spending Ksh 200M on campaigns? Public service? 🤥That question rhetorical.
We can do better is all am saying.
God bless Kendrick Lamar. Too bad They don’t give out Nobel prices for Philosophy.
Am flying first class through cloud 9
Balls got bigger its Stretch marks on my scrotum.
Two low-hanging fruits,
Where to pour the guts at?
Where to pour the seed at?
Got bricks in Nakuru
Fine as hell looking like a
stallacato lecatto topped up with machiatto
Hair so long like Rapunzel, you know she got it from her mama
Pabloesque murals of Picassocaine choco bars, that ass
Real estate everybody wants to grab
For what it’s worth; its worth everything
Missed my target so I shot again, missed my ex so I shot again
Finest fuck I ever let get away
She had my balls on a shish kebab
I wanna have my cake and eat it too Never been a deadbeat.
Always her daddy
But its ok she became a C.E.O I mean a Corporate hoe; you know
Russian hoes from Idaho
Pulled out from it and its Ok
Trust me mahn its ok
How I like my girls she asked
Told her I like em bold
Between man and woman who carries the balls, she quipped
Was Michael Jackson black?
Nigga was Courage cowardly
Run motherfucker run
Dead on arrival
Inspired by our differences
Playing the hand I was dealt
Deleted that part of me
Being an ass to get booty
Plata O Plomo
Take tha silver
Or get tha Lead
Risk it for the biscuit
Damned if we do and damned if we don’t
I say we do
Show me how you go down
She just ordered me for lunch
Got served poems and thongs at the fat pussy cafe
Lights camera action
Nom de guerre
ménage à trois
Modus operandi C’est la vie.
et al tea bagging
Laissez fer & toe curling
Swapping tongues & wailing like a banshee
What is that Play Fore?
A+ brainiac yum yum
Heard you wanna front I just want it from behind.
Booty glistening like varnished Venice Gondolas.
Her big ass where my palm hit, » pull my dick out, she gon’ balm it » Halfway there I thought I had a Midass touch
I hold her down and get my best nut
Before she got down on her knees and blew me like an opportunity
I came quick so she pissed
You know I’m good for another round
But it’s hard when everybody on your dick
Shrivelling dicks addressing the
Irrelevant elephant in the bedroom
Good thing he never let Lucifer close enough to ask. What thee was selling He was definitely buying.
getting longer the more he cheats?
A King’s heart pumping a slave’s blood
Play me something natural like sounds from a nyatiti
Noise, nuisance & turnt up tantrums
From whence the poison springs
Looks like Paradise
You know the usual
Malice in wonderland
Pussyholes executed Fela Kuti
Pussy Fela Executee
Is it poisonous?
Yes, like all things beautiful
That’s why they made Magnums// Durex
These hoes swallow but the caption deep.
And they’ll paint me on their walls and frame me for murder 😅😅
Kinking the hose of my masculine force
Just because he doesn’t lust doesn’t mean he doesn’t love
Sorry girls. Am already like a brother to someone else
Parking lot pimping is my forté
Nigga rate yourself
Niggas in Narnia deep in the closet
Homophobes with guilty pleasures
Of Girls kissing and truffle butter
Weird cutthroat thoughts of
I wanna slit your throat and fuck the wound
Geekier than Lennon Potter Glasses
Butt groove on the sofa
The trio dish pussy bongs and sushi
If you are what you eat how come am not pussy
All my life I’ve been a trill nigga.
Tonny taught me how to squabble with my head up
I hate spontaneity
My poetry sucks
Don’t bro me if you don’t know me
Growing pains are normal; mama said
W T F
F M L
First get money
Then get wife.
I Hold A Beast
And A Mad Man in Me! A walking paradox.
Listening to the first lines of “My life” by Lil Wayne ft. The Game just made me realise that poetry would never die. The baton just gets passed on to the next Thespian. The Game went deep into his bag in that song. Just tell me, how does someone degenerate from this
If the Game died while he still was deep in his prime.. We wouldnt see his crap. He would still be etched like Malik Isaac Taylor the “Phife Dawg” or Tupac on our minds. What made you forget about Talib? Don’t go digging out his gold after he’s dead.
Still on the track though; That part where a “younger” The Game kneels before His Father’s grave made me so emotional. It got me thinking bout my pops.. He passed on two years after my birth. It got me thinking will I live long enough to raise my son.
These dead rappers were important but they are irrelevant for now. Like the Dead Presidents.
How do you expect Jay Z to win while you have him fighting ghosts
Kendrick is Stuck in a rock and a hard place
EMINEM PAC and where gods stay. That ain’t Kendrick’s cup of tea. He can’t drink it. Thugga can drink it and dive in it. He is the first of his kind. Migos too, Dae Dae, Future, 2 Chainz. They speak each other’s language, or so it seems. They invented trap.
Biggie/ Jay Z. How do you expect Jay Z to win when you have him fighting ghosts. How do you expect J Cole and Kendrick to win when you keep comparing them to Jay Z and Nas. How do you expect Migos, Young thug and Future to win when you keep comparing them with J Cole and mainstream Hip Hop. How would a sane human even compare Migos/ Young thug to J Cole. 2 completely different worlds. Recycle that nonesense and sell it as tissue paper.
Artists like the migos I enjoy the music for the entertainment value. Can’t ever allow the actual bars to influence u cos they’re waffling. Says who motherfucker. Have you listened to culture.
I heard culture and my house burnt down. That album can smash everything bruh. You’ve heard Kelly Price? And people still say that Travis didn’t influence Quavo. The time that Quavo shared with Travis Scott really paid off.
Travis helped Quavo find his sound, yes.. But he still influenced him. Its all over Kelly Price dude. Scott has grown on me. I believe God listens to Travis Scott’s music. The angels chant la flame. Kelly price goes fucken in I wanna run a Marathon. The video to that track should live up to its name.. Kelly Price the 6 time Grammy nominated diva… Better than Mariah Carey, Aretha Franklin or Whitney Houston combined. If you hear Quavo saying that a night with him will make her sing like Kelly Price. Its that serious.
Travis Scott the King of visuals
Travis dude.. I used to think that Kanye and Cudi influenced Travis but now it seems that Travis has/ had more effect on Kanye.. On Swag Especially.
His song drugs you should try should turn to drugs you shouldn’t try. Coz if you try Travis’ drugs dude, Goddamn it you’re fucked up. Travis has an outlet. Rap Carthasis to let him spill out his highs and Epiphanies from lethal narcs.
“Travis Scott Ni wale wasee madre zimewakubali”.. He resonates so well with his drugs. Sin eater Jesus allegory. They take the hard drugs so we do not have to. We just listen to their music and we good. Their high gets to us through the music they make when high. Do you hear what am saying?
Disclaimer: No matter what is said. No matter the appraisals in this article let it be said that Travis Scott is the best Artist of our generation.
“Shout out to the Migos fans before bad and Boujee”. I hate people who do that shit; like you want a cookie bro?
U faggots act like its a big deal u been fucking with Migos since 2013. STFU u think Migos don’t want new fans you retarded fucks. There is something called a Magnum Opus dude.. Perhaps Bad & Boujee was it. Nobody cares how you did get here.
Migos’ Skrt Skrt is better than any other Skrt Skrt, heck Migos’ ad libs are the best ad libs in trap so far. Anthropologists should do a study on Migos.
Schools of music should introduce Migos’ music into their curriculums.
This is the music of our generation. You should stick with your generation. Whatever the genre of music Migos sing to.. Its so beautiful.
These are niggas we call blessed with good karma and everything, had their fair share of hardheadedness and now they out here winning.
Tyler the Creator is an incredulous hippie. Ask me why. Its coz he is a hippie yet a teetotaler from all drugs. According to me, if you give Molly, Xanax, pot or MDMA to Tyler the Creator he is going to evolve into Migos.
Hating on a nigga’s finnese you saying a nigga is lame you selfish and sad nigga you lame for hating on Migos/ Future/ thugga/ Dae Dae/ A boogie’s music. You can critique La Savage/ Lil Uzi/ Yachty lil whatevers no problem but pause where Migos is concerned.
Migos occupy a higher dais of Superior acculturation in the 21st Century… Rain drops.
Thugga has his moments; but when he decides to become trash he goes world class trash; even more than Lil Uzi Yachty or Kodak. Jeffrey was a great album though.
If you say young thug is trash through & through you selfish and sad, nigga you lame. Young thug might be smokin’ penises but his voice is a whole different instrument. Heck, he’s probably trolling us.. The SKUURR SKUURR gang.
For now, Young thug is the most creative artist. Travis Scott needs to drop his stuff to take over the spot. Between the two its all about who laughs last. Songs like Swizz Beats.. Harambe.. & Floyd Mayweather are just genius. All these theses people will get washed off apart from Young Thug..
Still waiting on that Travis Scott Quavo project to drop.. Everything so far has been bliss. Jeffery dropping, For your eyes only dropping, CULTURE dropping not to mention More Life dropping. The more the merrier.
Speaking of More Life… more life is definitely better than views and thats really all i needed it to be. He really completes his verses in More Life mahn.
“20 20 pyrex vision catch your contacts standing next to my kitchen hear the 20 50 100 the money machine clicking and my rollie ain’t ticking I ball.” Jay Z said that shit with no commas. The track is Seen it All. That’s what I mean by finishing/ completing the verses. The Nas’ style in Affirmative action. Drake does it especially in Free Smoke. Nas is probably watching like a proud dad watching his only son that made it.
Am following this shit with too much admiration mahn.
Admiration because Drake is the only rapper that worked really hard for his album.
My train of thought is actually in the Sacrifices tempo. Especially Young Thug’s verse. So basically these peeps are making the soundtracks to my life.
Imagine if 2chainz was off this track and thug and drake just went back and forth with verses…… Thugs flow on this was legendary to me.
Everybody here winning apart from Future.
Winning doesn’t mean anything unless someone else loses. His two recent albums are so underwhelming mahn. Future set the trap standards too high with his EVOL album. Standards so high that even he couldn’t break them with his two recent albums FUTURE & HNDRXX only Mask Off and I’m so groovy make the cut.
EVOL is the best album Future ever made. The spite of 2014 mixtape Monster, the woe of 2015’s Beast Mode, and the devilish glee of his No. 1 album DS2 have all chilled into a dull malaise here. EVOL doesn’t break any rules or set many new ones, but as the latest in a seemingly never-ending series of wonders Future and his team wield in their creation of druggy, downcast afterparty dispatches, it is a joy.
The album cover is roses burning. Which makes total sense coz If you put Xanny Family next to a rose it will burn. A Producer from 808Mafia called Southside handled more than 90% of the album. Have you ever loved the producer more than the artist. Southside is so good he needs his own article. Better than Esco/ Metro.. Only one better than Southside is Premo.
If Wayne didn’t rap a lot of these niggas wouldn’t either. All these are Lil Wayne’s children.
Behold, Lil Wayne.
Dripping sauce. The coolest rapper ever. He reminds us of this in bounce. Find another rhymer with his kinda grammar. He messed up his voice though. Its a sad scenario where you’ve got real talk but no voice to deliver your real talk with. Its like money in the trashcan. That time Kodak black tried to diss Lil Wayne had me thinking.. What’s a goon to a goblin.
I just be laughing at those that say Wayne fell off… Legendary. It feels so easy to forget that he has sooo much weight in rap history he’s been running through rap for so long it seems like he just reset. Only rapper who ever came to Lil Wayne’s awesomeness was/ is Mac Miller. Oh my God Diablo.. Have you heard Diablo.. Mahn the Guy’s got punchlines.
Mac Miller is a fucking sage. Comparing him to Eminem because they’re both white is just retarded. Please jump off the cliff.
There is nothing to talk about when it comes to Generic shit. SAME OLD SHIT. That’s why tracks like Swang are so sweet. Super creativity mahn. Swae Lee hits Mariah Carey notes in this jam mahn. “When the money talks what is there to say.” Am a sucker for groovy eccentric stuff.
After me there should be no more
As Eccentric as the Maasai: The most dangerous African tribe.
The Maasai are/ have been The most whimsical and badass people on Kenyan soil. Formerly they were by far the most powerful native race in East Africa, and when on the war-path were the terror of the whole country from the furthest limits of Uganda to Mombasa itself.
Wachana na hii maasai ya ngwashe.. Am talking about a real ndawuo who has distorted the lobe of his ear by stretching it until it hangs down quite five or six inches. The incorrigible jamaa who wears a shuka with nothing inside but large crusty balls.
Balls hanging naked beneath their shukas. As they went to kill lions in the forest the lions would know of their approach not by smelling their scents from afar but by the sound of steel. Two round balls of steel hitting each other as they walked. They had no boxers to hold them you see, they wouldn’t fit mahn.
The Maasai warriors of 130 years ago were so Savage that if you have their DNA right now you should be a national treasure.
You should see the menacing pictures of the Maasai warriors ; the Moran at war. They certainly look very ferocious in their weird-looking headdress when on the warpath. If I was the enemy I would just surrender than face these aberrant sons of Maa. These Maasai people from 130 years ago were very dangerous. That’s even an understatement. If the Maasai were the Ndwandwe it would only take 200 of them to completely obliterate an entire 1000 man Zulu army to waste. In a parallel universe the Maasai would have whooped Shaka Zulu’s ass very badly.
Their society never condoned traffic of human beings, and outsiders looking for people to enslave avoided the Maasai due to this; their reputation. They stood against slavery which means that their D.N.A is not scattered somewhere in America or the Caribbean. It is also prudent to point out that the British railway never passed through Maasai land. Your reputation could really save you lots.
I saw a motion picture made by anthropological film-maker Jean Claude Luyat of the Maasai warriors of Africa at war. The Maasai stood on a dusty plain about the size of a highschool football field, facing off in a loosely organized mass. Occasionally, a warrior would hurl a spear or a stone. It seldom hit anyone. Yet killing was definitely the business of the day.
Said Luyat, all he could think of as he filmed was the army of the Greeks on the dusty plain outside the walls of Troy. The Homeric heroes, Luyat was certain, must have made war very much like this.
Before the advent of British rule, sudden raids were constantly being made by them on the weaker tribes in the country; and when a kraal was captured all the male defenders-were instantly killed with the spear, while the women were put to death during the night with clubs. The Maasai, indeed, never made slaves or took prisoners, and it was their proud boast that where a party of elmorani had passed, nothing of any kind was left alive. The object of these raids was, of course, to capture live stock, for the Maasai are not an agricultural people and their wealth consists entirely in their herds of cattle, sheep and goats. But not all raids were for capturing livestock. Some were somewhat either hedonistic expeditions or to affirm the reputation of their brutality.
The most famous one was In 1852 when a meteorite fell on the Duruma settlements. There was a report of a concentration of 800 Maasai warriors on the move in what is now Kenya. In 1857, after having depopulated the “Wakuafi wilderness” in what is now southeastern Kenya, Maasai warriors threatened Mombasa on the Kenyan coast. The lores of what happened then are harrowing to the extent movie like.
Here’s What happened, In 1856, three years after the meteorite fell among the Duruma, disaster struck. Disaster’s name, in this case, were troops of Maasai morans from Tsavo, famous for their ferocity and skills in war.
Like Vikings sacking the temples of England, the Maasai raided the Duruma villages laying waste to anything on their path. Their intentions were unknown; for they never claimed the stone or occupied the land. Luckily, someone sneaked the stone out of the village during the raid.
The Maasai raiding party pushed farther to the City of Mombasa where they encountered Baluchi Arab soldiers garrisoned in the area. Sayyid Said, the Sultan of Zanzibar had ordered his soldiers to guard the city after a long bloody power feud with the Mazrui family. Now, he faced a new enemy – the marauding Maasai. The encounter led to a battle in which the Baluchi soldiers ended-up taking refuge at Fort Jesus.
The bloodthirsty army moved South of Mombasa to the Port town of Vanga. Nothing is known about what provoked the Maasai – a rampage followed that led to the complete destruction of the town of Vanga. The murderous rage came to a halt when the City of Mombasa developed an alert system which was sounded when Maasai morans were spotted conducting reconnaissance missions. The effects of this Maasai rampage are still visible in Vanga. These are the stories Swahili mothers tell perhaps enforcing gallantry in their children. Along with the smell of slavery, broken promises, Portugal and Vasco Da Gama’s piss there are Maasai footprints. Leaving impact Hundreds of kilometres from your homeland still felt more than a hundred years later is a scenario summed up by the word eccentric.
The Maasai women actually have the spirit of the Serengeti lions in them. Those resilient women who birthed and nursed warriors and ducked at what nature threw at them or changed it into an opportunity are the true warriors. As eccentric as the Serengeti lions. If you knew how enduring the Serengeti lion is, how serious the Serengeti Park is yet the lion still manages to have among the most beautiful manes you would appreciate the comparison. The remnant of the tribe, more especially the men, are still a fine, lithe, clean-limbed people perhaps the inspiration of the joke that if aliens attacked, The Maasai would be the only African tribe left standing. In general, the Maasai are an upright and honourable savage race and it is a pity that their eccentric cultures are gradually getting corrupted by modernization.
As Eccentric as Marijuana
I said no to drugs once. I looked at a blunt right in the face and, like a loving but firm father, I said, “No.” I was really high. You just can’t tell people to stop smoking marijuana. Come on Its marijuana for fucks sake. Sage’s cousin. You need to preach salvation through acceptance. There are drugs then there is marijuana.. The eccentric drug. One that pseudoscientists who have never had a taste of claim to know what it does to the body. Well fuck the pseudoscientists. That sounds like something a hippie would say.
People keep asking me what do I think of weed. I think its eccentric. Am not here to say whether it’s right or wrong that’s a choice you have to make but, I’ll share the unique perspective.
Drugs are wonderful when you try them first. They are not around for all these millenias for no reason.
First time, mostly pleasure but a little pain, maybe a cough
But as you increase and keep using, the pleasure part decreases and the pain part, the price you pay increases until the balance is completely the other way and there’s almost all pain and there is hardly any pleasure.
The thing you have to learn is use them judiciously. There is something called judicious use of marijuana. You’re welcome. Once a month, that would be frequent because where marijuana is concerned, it does seem to open a window for you, seems to broaden the vistas at first and whether you like it or not it changes your values, doors of perception, you see things differently. It deconditions the brain. Marijuana gives and takes. This is the only dangerous thing about it. If it only gave well and good. But it takes too and that’s dangerous considering what it takes. It takes away our teachings from experiences. This is called deconditioning. The mind decolonizing itself from old thoughts. It is a good thing because it offers you a reset button. This is something the mind cannot achieve on its own. How can you know more if you already know too much. Empty your cup first. Experiences are very faulty because of the lessons they give us. Ever heard of the aphorism: Life is short, art long, opportunity fleeting, experience deceptive, judgement difficult. Consciousness is just the “motion of experience”. That is all. Our choice is to either to resist its motion or flow with it. The illiterates of the 21st century won’t be those who can’t read or write but those who are unable to unlearn to learn.. Through neuroplasticity, our brain is changing based on experience and through epigenetics, our DNA is changing based on our environment and what we are intaking and that’s why when we are smoking marijuana, you start embodying the same vibrational frequency as the plant which is of unity, peace, serenity, letting go. Hold on to your precious image or let it all go to discover how far you can truly go. The universe wants to show you more.
It now becomes dangerous when you constantly decondition your brain, you know smoke a blunt everyday. It could lead to depersonalization. Individuals who experience depersonalization feel divorced from their own personal self by sensing their body sensations, feelings, emotions, behaviors etc. as not belonging to the same person or identity.
This is why adolescents/ teenagers/ pubescents/ shouldn’t smoke marijuana. There is something profound about pubescents – reeking with overflowing magnificence and individuality. The innocence of wanting to learn. These are preconditioned minds. A preconditioned mind does not need deconditioning. Dear teenager, you need not lose your identity. Your brain is too fickle to handle marijuana. And quit complaining about life, you have only felt the tip of its dick.
At this point we all clear that weed is for adults. You know the person outside his parent’s bubble. But here’s the catch, marijuana is not for all adults.
Ask yourself, are you a vibrational match to this plant you are using? Not all drugs are for everyone. If you are resonating on the same frequency as the plant, then its a good to go. But if your frequency is lower, there is no enough resonance, if its higher, there is no enough resonance.
There was a reason why the ancient times for instance ancient alchemy Egypt you had people taking the Lotus flower to see other worlds, but it was only a few in the mystery schools and priesthood. It wasn’t meant for everyone because you have to be prepared.
According to me, in this modern world, people who are sure to be at par with Marijuana’s frequency are the artists/ hippies/ writers/ priests/ the thinkers, woke deep like waters and the fake deep too. This is because they won’t let the high go to waste.
Most of the creativity comes from being wacky. Am sure there is a lot of truth in that as far as being plain old wacky. By giving up the drugs you lose a bit of the genius. The rest of the people using marijuana for pleasure are doing it for the wrong purposes. If you use weed for fun it’ll catch up with you and bite your ass very hard you won’t like it. It will start using you. It will use you until you look like it. Have you ever seen someone who looks like a plant? The stereotypical pothead with blood shot eyes and shaggy hair with a scruffy beard. Its a shame they give a bad name to this plant. Its a shame that people like Cheech and Chong are the weed icons. Our 21st century weed icons. If it is working for you, well, I’m happy for you. To each his/her own.
Not to sound obnoxious but I think human beings were actually made for the ingestion of marijuana. I couldn’t believe it till I actually saw it with my two pupils. Not really seeing but you know.
The homo sapiens have a gene called a cannabinoid receptor located primarily in their Central & Peripheral Nervous Systems. The Cannabinoid receptor is activated by cannabinoids, generated naturally inside the body (endocannabinoids) or introduced into the body as cannabis.
The most notable cannabinoid is the phytocannabinoid tetrahydrocannabinol (THC), the primary psychoactive compound in cannabis. THC produces the effects associated with cannabis by binding to the cannabinoid receptors in the brain. This brain, the human brain has more cannabinoid receptors than any other G protein-coupled receptor (GPCR) type. You still think am tripping.
The question that dogs you like Medusa’s face is Why do we have cannabinoid receptors in our minds. Were our minds made for marijuana usage? This is not one of those vagaries of nature and vicissitudes of fate.
After the discovery of the first cannabinoid receptor in 1988, scientists began searching for an endogenous ligand for the receptor. And they found them. At present, there are five recognized cannabinoids produced endogenously throughout the body: (anandamide), (2-AG), (noladin ether), virodhamine, as well as the recently discovered (NADA). Five still lacks the clout. Marijuana has 113 cannabinoids compared to human being’s five. THC, CBD, CBN, CBC, CBG and over 113 other molecules make up the phytocannabinoid family.
You probably think that these are just selfish hypotheses put forth by a pothead who wants other people to be potheads like him but they are not.
As I said earlier, the body produces 5 cannabinoids, however one of them has a pharmacology similar to THC and is about as potent as THC. Its called andanamide. Andanamide mimics the actions of THC to the point that you actually come to the conclusion that the body produces its own THC. Fanning the fire more, it is actually found in nearly all tissues in human beings.
Another funny thing, it is found in chocolate. Considering its name being derived from the Sanskrit word bliss, thus the reason chocolate makes you happy. Tripper tripper eeh. Touché
Another one of God’s innuendos: Cannabis maintains a CBD to THC ratio that ensures safety to humans using it. CBD may show antipsychotic and neuroprotective properties, acting as an antagonists to some of the effects of THC. Selective breeding by growers in the USA dramatically lowered the CBD content of cannabis; their customers preferred varietals that were more mind-altering due to a higher THC, lower CBD content. I’ve never heard of something so stupid in my life.
A high THC to CBD ratio produces a higher incidence of psychological effects. Research has shown that CBD can safely prevent psychosis in general, Don’t just ride the legalization wave ride it wisely.
Still in the judicious use bracket if you really must smoke pot just avoid two things: smoke and weed eatables cookies – cake. There is something called a vaporizor.
You want to avoid dark dry lips, chest problems, cottonmouth or bloodshot eyes, get yourself a vaporizer (e-cigarette).
Vaporizing is more efficient than smoking, because approximately 30% of THC in marijuana or hashish blunts is destroyed by pyrolysis during smoking.
The vaporizer instead, heats the weed causing the active ingredients to evaporate into a vapor without burning the plant material. Combustion products are not present when using a vaporizer, No smoke is produced. You don’t need smoke. Say no to smoke because its very dangerous.
Cannabinoids are not mutagenic according to the Ames test but over fifty known carcinogens have been identified in cannabis smoke, including; nitrosamines, reactive aldehydes, and polycylic hydrocarbons, including benz[a]pyrene.
With that sort of judicious use, there is some value in it.
Most of the things we use, don’t let you leave them alone, they don’t, pot does, thank goodness for that.
EL SUCIO GUAPO. I don’t write for suckers. God bless y’all