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
As Eccentric as Lucifer: Mother Nature’s alter ego
I once told someone that I thought I was Lucifer incarnate and she told me ‘ c’mon don’t flatter yourself ‘. Exactly dude.. Lucifer is so eccentric that Being Him is a compliment.
Lest we forget at least an over-the-shoulder acknowledgment to the very first radical: from all our legends, mythology, and history (and who is to know where mythology leaves off and history begins or which is which), the first radical known to man who rebelled against the establishment and did it so effectively that he at least won his own kingdom – Lucifer.
The power Lucifer has over mankind is their ignorance of Him. The evil, nothing more nothing less. While in fact He is very beautiful. Hold your sanity for a while. Beauty cum divinity cum etherialism cum eccentric. Lucifer’s etherialism makes him the epitome of eccentricity.
Lucifer has a God Complex. He had a God complex ever since his creation. Created the most beautiful angel you surely can’t blame him for the God complex. Lucifer is the most beautiful being God ever created. “Yeah it’s hearsay. I’m here saying it, brother.” Ain’t no element of perhaps involved here.
‘The Lord had created all of the angels except for one who would surpass all the other angels in brilliance, splendor and authority. This angel would be appointed over a third of the angelic hosts and would lead in praise and worship of the God head. He would stand closest to the throne and authority clothed in shimmering colour and wings like no other. The cherub was exquisite in beauty and his name would be called Lucifer. The son of the bright morning star.
God’s heavenly creations were complete, Lucifer and all the sons of God worshipped and shouted for joy upon the sea of glass and glistening throne of God.
God spoke calling forth His crown cherub and chief archangel:
” Lucifer, thy bright and morning star, it is you who have been elected over a third of the stars of heaven as your brethren, be not wise in your own wisdom Lucifer and do not be taken over by your exceeding beauty for you are my creation, created under my authority. Come and take your position at my left hand side of power.”
Marcion the heretic said God was responsible for evil. Mainstream Christians absolved the almighty of responsibility by blaming all their wrong on the Prince of darkness and man. But, in a strange way, Marcion had a better handle on the situation than the more conventional followers of the church, for Lucifer is merely one of the faces of a large force. “Evil is a by-product, a component of creation.” When God gave Lucifer all that power and Free will was he tempting Lucifer to rebel?
You see, for the world to be neutral & harmonious, each force must have its equal. Good & evil. I believe God knew about this but he didn’t want the responsibility of creating evil. That’s why he pushed Lucifer by giving him a God complex then telling him to postulate before Adam, a being that excretes Urea.
The head of days thought a time to create for himself his most magnificent creation. He would create an expansive space, time, dimension for which this new creation would dwell. In this fine night world, he filled it with the first spark of light , then stars, planets and one with rich vegetation and essential life.
The angels stood in awe and wonder as God breathed life into his new creation which was unlike any other creature he created before.
He was created in the likeness of God, a spirit being enclosed with flesh.
The four of the presence stood positioned on high watched along with all the heavenly hosts. God instructed Lucifer and a third under his command to depart to earth. He would send Michael with further instructions at a later time.
However, Lucifer was unsure and uneasy about this new creation. Seeds of contempt began to enter him.
The angels and the heavenly hosts rejoiced with great exhilaration at the new creation of mankind.
In heaven unbeknownst to Lucifer, God had declared that the angels would serve this new creation. The angels bowed in acknowledgement of God’s declaration in that they would serve mankind and watch over them.
Amidst the celebrations in heaven, Michael was sent to deliver this message to Lucifer.
Upon arrival, Michael greeted his brethren Lucifer and decreed what the Lord God had commanded. Lucifer raged with anger as he saw it unfitting that the most magnificent angel of heaven would have to serve a creature that was created lower than himself.
Michael rebuked Lucifer for his poor judgement against the command of the Lord but Lucifer lashed back.:
“If it displeases Him, then I will ascend to heaven and set my throne above God’s and I will sit upon the Mount of Congregation in the sides of the North.”
Michael shocked by his brother’s reasoning departed back to heaven.
Michael reported all that had taken place before the throne of God as Lucifer and those under Him made their arrival. Lucifer entered the throne of God as the angelic hosts muttered amongst themselves.
The head of days spoke:
“Lucifer, thou wicked and unappreciative cherub what is this that thou have suffuced to obey my command.?”
“I am Lucifer, the bright and morning star. It is beneath me to serve that inferior being that you call man. I shall not obey your decree nor will my angels with me.”
The Lord replied:
“Lucifer, you have taken a great task upon yourself. You have elected yourself to be just as I am and you have vowed to ascend above my throne in heaven. Make genuine of your foolish threat by taking down your shielded wings and let us speak face to face.”
Humiliated and powerless, Lucifer responded:
“If it is man you want me to serve, then I would rather serve myself.”
The Lord’s judgement came firmly:
“Lucifer, thou wicked and ungrateful cherub, you were holy but now you are stripped off your holiness. You have made a gross error in your freedom and have vowed to ascend above your creator. For this I will cast you from my presence granting you a segment of time to reign and for the rest to the challenge of my authority. Thereupon you will be cast into the lake of fire for all eternity.”
God commanded Michael and the heavenly hosts to expell Lucifer and his rebel angels who wish to follow him. There was a war in heaven and the faithful angels of light fought the …………………. Yada yada yada.
At least he ain’t a hypocrite. He never hid his contempt of mankind from God. This contempt costed him his Holiness.
Lucifer is perhaps the being with the highest level of conviction ever. To rebel against your creator requires very deep conviction and balls.
Conviction is the greatest gift man could ever possess. It takes a very high level of consciousness to actually know your purpose like Jesus & Muhammad did and selflessly pursue it with so much gusto. It is what pitches men from each other. Superior men from inferior men.
Escobar got immortalized into the 21st century popular culture not because he ran the biggest crack biz but because he had conviction of actually running such a biz.
Balls of Lucifer should be an idiom by now coz Lucifer has the biggest balls; bigger than Goliath’s. These big balls are full of conviction. Cum can’t be ethereal you see.
His conviction has made good of insisting mankind’s contemptibility. Everything Lucifer has done is to prove to God how much man is a contemptible being. From Adam and Eve to Trump through Stalin & Hitler.
He was such a pain in the ass that he actually caused God to sacrifice his own son in order to save mankind. The word became flesh and made his dwelling among us.. Because of Lucifer. If that ain’t eccentric I donno what is. Lucifer is perhaps more eccentric than Jesus.
Such thoughts are called heresy but I call them eccentric. Go hang yourself with your halo you judgemental motherfucker. In the Battle between Canonical and heretics. Heresy wins because it embodies eccentricity.. Deviating from the norms. Time and again, heresy turned out to be more truthful than canons.
Conviction in chief. – Lucifer 1-0
Whether you are a Muslim/ Christian/ aethist whether you like it or not, there is a necessary evil in the world, whichever way you choose to call it; civilisation is the foundation of its spirit. I choose to call it Lucifer. Can of worms much? Lucifer turns the cogs of evolution.
The awakening of consciousness is the next evolutionary step for mankind. This is Lucifer’s job.
Freethinkers had sought to redeem and glorify the name Lucifer while theologians cursed him as the prince of the fallen angels. Lucifer would take on the role of an educator. “The god of the Bible doomed mankind to perpetual ignorance, and [people] would never have known Good from Evil if Lucifer had not told them how to become as wise as the gods themselves.” Regardless of whether Lucifer is conceived of as a deity or as a mere archetype, he is a representation of ultimate knowledge and exploration
Lucifer in this context is seen as one of many morning stars, a symbol of enlightenment, independence and human progression, and is often used interchangeably with similar figures from a range of ancient beliefs, such as the Greek titan Prometheus or the Jewish talmudic figure Lilith.
There is a price to be paid for every increase in consciousness. Whoever coined the phrase ignorance is bliss wasn’t mad. In your quest for knowledge, you are going according to Lucifer’s plans. Going according to his plans is akin to worshipping him.
Odin gave his eye to acquire knowledge. The cost of knowledge is evil. Lucifer’s checkmate against God. God & Lucifer are playing some serious chess. Don’t believe me, read the book of Job. Lucifer’s gambit was conquering the earth using as his pawn a fresh godly invention, an innocent pair Jehovah had planted in a garden – Adam and Eve. The Great Seducer tempted Eve with the apple of Knowledge. She could not resist the Luciferian fruit. Eve’s sin against God corrupted all mankind. Ever since that time, man has aspired to the Lord, but found himself a victim of the devil.
The root irruption of the natural order of things is man’s self-consciousness. Like trees reaching high,
men appear to grasp heaven,
while rooted in hell. These are the vagaries of nature and the vicissitudes of fate.
Evil is a byproduct of nature’s strategies for creation and is woven into our most basic biological fabric. Lucifer isn’t responsible for evil. He just exposed it by giving you knowledge.
For all eternity Lucifer’s name will be envamped to represent all of humans’ depravity while humans are the evil ones.
This argument echoes a very old one. St. Paul proposed it when he put forth the doctrine of original sin.
Thomas Hobbes ressurected this argument when he called the lot of man brutish and nasty.
Since the beginning of history, we have been blinded by evil’s ability to Don a selfless disguise.
God put in us fine qualities/ Desires, then Lucifer acts on these desires. We have failed to see that our finest qualities are often the generators of the actions we most abhor — murder, torture, genocide and war.
Nature embraces evil. If you embrace the natural arts you cease being holy. Its either you love sex too much, your gender becomes fluid, naturally become a hippie, get more susceptible to drugs, aethism.. Whatever. But once you become an artist you get messed up. By imitating nature you are imitating Lucifer. By deepening the mystery you are embodying Lucifer. Lucifer is nature’s alter ego.
Nature embodies Lucifer, art imitates nature, Life imitates art. Do you hear what am saying? She has built her reprehensible modus operandi into our psychology.
Lucifer is the dark side of cosmic fecundity, the cutting blade of the sculptor’s knife. Nature does not abhor evil, she embraces it. She uses it to build. With it she moves the human world to greater heights of organization, intricacy and power. We need to stare directly into nature’s bloody face and realize that she has saddled us with evil for a reason. And we must understand that reason to outwit her.
For Lucifer is almost everything men like Milton imagined him to be. He is ambitious, an organizer, a force reaching out vigorously to corrupt mankind. But he is not a demon separate from nature’s benevolence. He is part of the creative force itself. Lucifer, In fact is mother nature’s alter ego.
If Lucifer is this eccentric, then think of He who created Lucifer. Transcending in magnificence, creator of Lucifer, Jesus’ father. Don’t get me started on the God’s sense of humor cliché. I’ll go crazy for days in amazement.
A heretic sounds too scathing. Let’s say am the Post-idiomatic real life devil’s advocate.
I think a lot of people have lost respect for the individual, you know, the individual, the person who doesn’t conform. – Erykah Badu
Outside of my family, groups repel me, because for the sake of group thought, they kill individuality, that wonderful, human oneness. Am wide open to individuals, fine with individuals, individuals are just great, every individual’s edifice gives you something, whether its a blank wall or an infinite regressive barbershop nerds, just as fascinating.
People are wonderful one at a time, each one of them has an entire hologram of the universe somewhere within them. But as soon as individuals begin to clump, as soon as they begin to clot, they change, and the larger the group, the more toxic, the more of your beauty as an individual you have to surrender for the sake of group thought, and when you suspend your individual beauty you also give up a lot of your humanity. You will do things in the name of the group that you would never do on your own; drinking/ injuring/ drugs are all part of it because you have lost your identity; because you now owe your allegiance to this thing that’s bigger and that’s beyond you.
A study by social psychologist Bryan Mullen shows that the larger the lynch mob the more brutal the lynching. Freud declares that groups are “impulsive, changeable and irritable.” Those caught up within them he asserts, can become infantile slaves to emotion. The tendency to doubt and reason is broken down when we join a group. The only place where you are not allowed to be an individual is the millitary. All am saying is stay away from from anything that suppresses your individuality.
Make your life an ongoing process of being who you are, at your deepest, most easeful levels of being. Everything other than this process is secondary.
i like people who have a sense of individuality. i love expression and anything awkward and imperfect, because that’s natural & that’s real..
Not every flower can say love, but a
rose can. Not every plant survives a
thirst, but a cactus can. Not every
retard can read, but look at you go
little buddy! I don’t care if you
lick windows, or screw farm animals.
You hang in there cupcake, because
you’re fucking eccentric, and
you’re an individual Look at you smiling at your phone you crayon eating motherfucker.
Promote what you love instead of bashing what you hate. Bashing what you hate in a person will be akin to telling them not to be themselves. Telling them to suspend their individuality for you..
Individualism is a personal credo of great importance. I, for one, am a passionate believer in it. But to scientists, it has been a chimera leading them down a dead end path. Specifically, individualism has reared its head in science in the form of a simple proposition. If a piece of psychology ……… A tooth, a claw, an opposable thumb, or the neural circuit underlying an instinct has emerged from the evolutionary process, it has triumphed for a simple reason… It has helped the individual survive. More specifically, the psychological device has proven useful in the survival of a long line of individuals, each of whom maintained a competitive edge by virtue of the piece of biological equipment in question.
Leonardo da Vinci, Charlemagne, Casanova, Dedan kimathi, Kanye West, Napoleon, Constantine The Great, Opany Leonard and so on. Blow your own trumpet modesty is for suckers.
This psychological device is the ego.
Your ego is essentially a child who is very afraid of death. And sees everything in life as a serious threat. Even though the fear of death is a weakness in itself you need an ego to be an individual. An ego is not bad. it’s just a filter to narrow from the collective to the individual level. Thy ego will help you hold on to your individualism.
With the abolition of private property, then, we shall have true, beautiful, healthy Individualism. Nobody will waste his life in accumulating things, and the symbols for things. One will live. To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
Oscar Wilde, The Soul of Man under Socialism, 1891
As Eccentric as THE SOUL: Death Vs Love
The soul is eccentric because nobody knows where it is. Your soul could be in your blood// heart// brain// gut or balls. Balls are never debatable. .
The body was created to serve the spirit. The Spirit/soul was not created to serve the body. Eccentricity is the fine line between this dichotomy. It is the spirit like manifestations on the body.
The soul is invisible but eccentricity in human beings is the closest we ever get to seeing a soul.
Some souls are noble, others shallow, deep while others are weightless, unfed, suppressed. Suppressed individualism is like a body without a spirit.
This is a very dangerous situation because The soul is immortal which is akin to the Immortality of man. Not merely survival of spirits, but of one’s identity across incarnations. i’ve come to realize that once something is created, it never really ends. everything begins, & just keeps evolving into something else.
Every single soul is beautiful beyond measure because The soul is man’s spiritual bridge between his experience of the body, the physical world around him, and of God. Man’s being is an individualisation of the being of God.
Each man is a deity and can attain his power to the degree of his ability to consciously realize himself as such.
The biblical claim that “Man is made in the likeness of God,” is substantiated by the fact that there are powers which are the the sources of all events and things in the world and are shared by both God and man. The latter of course expresses these powers to a much lesser degree.
As I said earlier, God and man, like the ocean and a drop of water, have the same creative qualities (forces) but differ quantitatively in the expression of these qualities.
When we pray we speak to our souls because we have God in us. When We are told to use our talents for the glory of God it is for the God in us. God breathed his spirit into us and gave us life. So we all have God in us.
“To worship a God other than your Self is to worship a gawd inferior to your Self.”
I subscribe to the notion “The more I know self, the more I know God.”
If YOU are a true god then who do you need protection from? You need protection from LOVE. love of the vessel// the body// the flesh.
Evil comes disguised as love because it alters the dichotomy between soul and body. Love becomes evil when humans love the body more than the soul. It is evil because the flesh is an illusion. It Blurs the fact that you have something larger than life . The flesh will rot one day; but its driving force the essense of life the soul is immortal. It is what you need to love more. This is why the soul is addressed in third person.
Only if you are well grounded in that which is larger than this life will you be able to play life with humor, knowing that each task is but a mirage of necessity.
The soul is death seeking in nature that’s why it seeks love.
I do not resonate with the concept of That food for the soul bullshit. I’ll redefine in every way what love is.
Love is death.
Heart had once been, blood’s naïve pump
Not the sacrosanct shrine, love made of it
Why bards made a world, of this mortal lump
And love, eternal sin, we all commit
Forsake yourself, for the sake of that dream!
Which never is ours, never ever, had been
Why we treasure a pain, for a love to redeem
And suckle that venom, so hard to wean
Oh! That binding need, cupid’s sinful seed
Which costs a soul, heart’s hegemony
Who’s vanquished whom, in this war decreed?
Betwixt yearning selves, so spent in spree!
Why’s love’s utopia built, on grace’s grave?
Why blooms a haunting love, on the blood of troy?
Why on heart’s debris, love’s path we pave?
Why love’s a willing, pain’s decoy, A Devil’s Ploy!
Only a human mind can invent something as insipid as love. How can something perceptible be so many things like that. That’s what makes love eccentric.
Love is a ploy a sort of curse put here to make you love life and in turn fear death. The gods hide the beauty of death by using love so that we endure life. Men go to far greater lengths to avoid what they fear than to obtain what they desire.
They fear death and desire love. Which is the wrong way to live.
On a different plane though love becomes conviction. Conviction is the greatest gift which makes love great too.
Love is great because it is the highest form of actually leaving your essense on something. Sharing love is going all the way. Giving your soul to another soul. Whichever way you do it. Sex// making out// dancing// kissing// hugging. So long as it was love shared. You, leaving your soul on another soul, actually fusing with another soul is invigorating. Sex ain’t shit until it’s with someone you’re in love with. And then, sex is everything you can’t explain.
Do not pity the dead. Pity the living. Above all those living without love this is because of two things 1. The value of life can be measured by how many times your soul has been deeply stirred ~ Love will do most of the stirring.
2. Whiskey songs are written by fools who wasted love.
Held hate and misery near
Without its presence, our mind and body literally switch on an arsenal of interior devices for self demolition.
There is an alchemy of souls. There will be a reason why you meet people. Either you need them to change your life or you’re the one that will change theirs.
Judgement on the value of pain
Pain makes us appreciate pleasure. sharing of Love gives humans pleasure.
We cannot be more sensitive to pleasure without being more sensitive to pain.
I think that love and pain are what maintain the balance between life and death. Death answers to pain & Pain is Love’s reminder. Only great pain is the ultimate liberator of the spirit….I doubt that such pain makes us ‘better’; but I know that it makes us more profound”. Pain is Love & death’s alter ego. Pain is the fine line between love and death.
Grey hair is God’s graffiti. It symbolises a person’s maintenance of the balance between love and pain. While all fell on the swords of life and turned to dust.. He lived on to get gray hair. Gray hair is a mark of nobility. Death. Death is very noble. It is noble because it is the master of life. Love isn’t.
Death is such a profound event that no one can remain indifferent to it. It jolts one’s consciousness to the eventuality that awaits us.
Marcus Tulius Cicero, the great Roman lawyer, stated that “the life of the dead is placed on the memories of the living. The love you gave in life keeps people alive beyond their time. Anyone who was given love will always live on in another’s heart..
Is there sex after death? I doono but i think Death is one big orgasm.. A release of the soul into the proverbial Rubicon is akin to ejaculation. It has to be intense with pleasure. You wanna see Nirvana but you are afraid of death? If death is the ultimate Nirvana then life is just a parade to death. Nobody really knows what happens after death; maybe just nothingness. Exactly. That’s what makes death eccentric.
“I am not the Doctor. I am the Apple, so you don’t need a doctor”
I’m a modern man,
A man for the millennium,
Digital and smoke free.
A diversified multicultural postmodern deconstructionist,
Politically anatomically and ecologically incorrect.
I’ve been uplinked and downloaded.
I’ve been inputted and outsourced.
I know the upside of downsizing.
I know the downside of upgrading.
I’m a high tech lowlife.
A cutting edge state-of-the-art bicoastal multitasker,
And I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond.
I’m new wave but I’m old school,
And my inner child is outward bound.
I’m a hot wired heat seeking warm hearted cool customer,
Voice activated and biodegradable.
I interface from a database,
And my database is in cyberspace,
So I’m interactive,
And from time-to-time,
Behind the eight ball,
Ahead of the curve,
Riding the wave,
Dodging a bullet,
Pushing the envelope.
I’m on point,
And off drugs.
I got no need for coke and speed,
I got no urge to binge and purge.
I’m in the moment,
On the edge,
Over the top,
But under the radar.
A high concept,
Medium range ballistic missionary.
A street-wise smart bomb.
A top gun bottom feeder.
I wear power ties,
I tell power lies,
I take power naps,
I run victory laps.
I’m a totally ongoing bigfoot slam dunk rainmaker with a proactive outreach.
A raging workaholic.
A working ragaholic.
Out of rehab,
And in denial.
I got a personal trainer,
A personal shopper,
A personal assistant,
And a personal agenda.
You can’t shut me up,
You can’t dumb me down.
‘Cause I’m tireless,
And I’m wireless.
I’m an alpha male on beta blockers.
I’m a non-believer and an over-achiever.
Laid back but fashion forward.
And built to last.
I’m a hands on,
Prematurely post traumatic,
And I have a love child who sends me hate mail.
But I’m feeling,
A supportive bonding nurturing primary care giver.
My output is down,
But my income is up.
I take a short position on the long bond,
And my revenue stream has its own cash flow.
I read junk mail,
I eat junk food,
I buy junk bonds,
I watch trash sports.
I’m gender specific,
And lactose intolerant.
I like rough sex.
I like rough sex.
I like tough love.
I use the f word in my email,
And the software on my hard drive is hard core, no soft porn.
I bought a microwave at a mini mall.
I bought a mini van in a mega store.
I eat fast food in the slow lane.
I’m toll free,
Ready to wear,
And I come in all sizes.
A fully equipped,
Scientifically formulated medical miracle.
I’ve been pre-washed,
And I have an unlimited broadband capacity.
I’m a rude dude,
But I’m the real deal.
Lean and mean.
Cocked, locked and ready to rock.
Rough tough and hard to bluff.
I take it slow.
I go with the flow.
I ride with the tide.
I got glide in my stride.
Drivin’ and movin’,
Sailin’ and spinnin’,
Jivin’ and groovin’,
Wailin’ and winnin’.
I don’t snooze,
So I don’t lose.
I keep the pedal to the metal,
And the rubber on the road.
I party hearty,
And lunch time is crunch time.
I’m hanging in,
There ain’t no doubt.
And I’m hanging tough,
Over and out.