Evergreen

There are moments in history that have seen the most rich soil, the deepest of valleys and the most storing wells dried up at an unexpected hour.  We ask ourselves when this has happened, outside of biology, how is it that some “trees” remain or rather how do some people retain their formidability in the harshest of times.

This part of me spawns from a surface that is not defined as fertile or dry; it spawns from one that radiates what all of earth’s raw materials have been formulated from. This is that one core strand that our very DNA as humans was created in Adam then extracted as though branch broken to make another of his form we know as Eve. This part of me is carved with the tiniest of effort as though it were a tree listening to potter grains of sand. Perfectly humbled, no matter how tall it stands it still stays where it were groomed and that is why as humans we innately come back to God.  There are some factors that come about that see this tree stripped of its Glory, by seasons and man, it may be cut to make a platform for all these words expressed in paper or to fuel a furnace from winters harsh heart or just for the sake of building something.  I cannot forget that this comes from somewhere, it has a root, thus grows once again.

What is cause if a vision had never been created?  In the way that I see it, for ones cause to be known a vision has to exist and the fundamentals to having a vision are to have a starting point, a destination and a reflection and a strong realization that there is always movement and it isn’t always in the forward direction.  There is a concept that has eluded almost all of us that I would like to share; it is called the “Ever Concept.”  What this concept simply promotes is a perpetuated formula or result in all that we do or rather feel.  An example I can pull up is your name, you were there but had no choice in what it would have been and now each of us where it as though we were the fore fathers that initiated the branding of our faces. As long as you live and long after you’re gone it is there, in the words “he will be remembered forEVER. Take another word for instance, nEVER, still says that it is perpetuated, it will not come to pass, whatEVER it is.  What has brought me to my knees in prayer and humility is EVERgreen.

The power I have seen in just the simple tree that stays like that throughout the year, has made me think of all that we have been promised by God or by whatever we believe in.  The fact of the matter is that there is a source, for EVERyone.  I might find mine in the scriptures that were written anciently, some might find it in the Universe, it is EVERywhere, and it sure is for everyone.  In some strange way I found nature sending a plea for me to look at things in this way: stay in your EVER moment, prolong happiness, prolong the good that is left in others by your presence.

We all possess a power that can part seas, that power is thought and often it is heard in speech.  We possess an even greater power and harness its depth without the knowledge of us doing so, seeing and believing, in the human eye and now in faith.  Let your nature in positivity remain EVERGREEN.

Queens

When I claimed my throne in time, I did not know that it came with the privilege of having a gift that is beyond understanding…. Which you are, my queen… My existence just as pure as it is, has said what a glory it is to have you let alone what Glory it is for me to be given to the maker, who has made you for me.

The veins that have stringed out the very voice of your words on paper are the very source that have inked the power that will free the void of words expressed in ecstasy to you from my very lips, dear Queen, my humility is brought about by your being in this world that I see not worthy of you walking it.  Scripture has spoken of great men but I feel that it has left me out for how you have made me feel and be for and about this world.  My Queen, what you feel is at the very essence of the God essence that was given to all man but has been lost by humanity, that has found me looking as just another man, but dear queen, I beg you, take another look…  My Queen, I feel that the deepest of yearnings has not been expressed if it be not expressed for the kingdom of heaven unless it be of your name and all that you are. See… My Queen, you have made me know that heaven exists because of who and what you are on this earth.  An Abyss had not been expressed until a void was felt and that is when a world without your existence was thought of, so dear Queen know that when I speak of a hollow it is not a passing shadow of a man living without in his world but it is of a King’s stature without a Queen.

If you would realize that the choices I make in my present have you at the forefront, at the core of every possible venture. I realize too that the reason the independent woman movement was formed was because of your innate sense of submission misused, taken advantage of and not given the gratitude that humility is preserved by your hands that serve me food night after night. Oh my noble Queen, I see my dreams drawn by the very fiber of your prayers, the mechanisms of support are created just by your very belief even in the things that I cannot see for my own life but you, through the covenant we are and have committed to God, know and stay steadfast in... These are what I know ambition to be and as futile as words are to miracles I am to this world without the blessing that you are. Now Queen, I want you to understand that for a structure to stand tall or to just stand for that matter, it needs a foundation which is God, a master planner who are the angels that watch our day to day and a precision builder which is what you are. Standing firm, my household is furnished with spiritual gifts and that is why the rock on your finger is the vessel to your heart, which anatomy could not find before I found you or rather before we stood on Gods palm as just a thought.

When words have shied away from utterance you know to look to my expression to find the meaning of my haphazard nature that looms upon my every action when you are around. The pain that you feel in your monthly cycle is what should let you know that you were made better than me and yet still you embrace the power God exempts to make me king.  From that pain it is epitomized how much work is done to mould the mirror that you Queens reflect in mere men, that you Queens bare into Glory. You were known in Jeremiah, before you were formulated in your mother’s womb and I stand now, small as your belly button but within you to say that life cannot be created without you.

You were my friend before you are my love, my mother before my sister, earths niece before you became my daughter for me to take care of.  My queen, you knew knowledge’s true form before i discovered what wisdom can be bestowed by the heavens to us whom the virtue of prosperity is privileged, we are made kings before we are made legends.  If I have never told you that I love you forget my words and have my heart because my Queen, I am alive because of God and you, your king… dunn

Within

I heard a familiar sound this morning that woke me up and told to live.  It is a sound taken for granted yet it resounds in every ear when heads are laid to rest.   My heart... beat said Good Morning.

Great day salvation shouts from kicking off sheets from my bed and shiver at the nights whispering cold linger in my room and all and all around the house.  I’m thinking, “day, please don’t remind me of last night because today seems to have found delight in my face, the sun shines deep into my eyes reflecting the soul I had forgotten but regained in faith its resurrecting. It reflects my being beyond the image mirrored by my shadow an presents in people’s lives.  This morning, the universe has found me worthy of this breath in my lungs, the exhalation casts out the sigh of guilt and murmur that put me to bed last night.  The yearnings of resolutions, found in prayer are the morning’s theme to ululate salvation to broken and torn hearts.  This thought has a thought within itself that needs expression given when I have ceased to think.  This conversation between the two is long, I hear you, dear mind; feel bound by the spirit impoverished exchange of futile words that have fertilized all the actions that may spawn disaster upon a human’s life.  A deep pound to flush out is the leap you tell the heart to feel.  Come alive, dear mind, it is your time to do the thinking.”

That familiar sound now surges the entire, it now, resounds the call of life through and for all mankind and it starts within.  We seldom understand what “within” means when the epiphany comes from an external factor which is supposed to be a catalyst to the realization in self which makes finding the “within” the monumental venture that we all ought to be enlightened about. In saying this, I realize that the term “within” is a broad factor in the discovery of everything.  Who we are and what we are, where we are from and where we’re going, these all become relevant after what we consider is within is known.  The journey bleeds us dry in visions and efforts that are not always triumphant, we substitute doubt with persistence and we are still drained in the middle of it all, yet still, the road remains open for us all to travel.  Somewhere there, turmoil runs its path in pot holes and death defining curves but there still lies a solution within that road.  We may not see it there and then in the experience and in the midst of it all, we are quieted and that is when and how, we can hear within.

Out Within Nothingness

Written words at times take away the meaning of things we want to say.

7 deadly sins by Lakai Saadiq

Lakai Saadiq

• ~7 deadly sins~
  
  Darkness frustrates enlightened kinds,
  who find the world untamed in peacefull
  poetry...
  
  A shit whole were we sometimes digest our insane selelaqies.
  Our insensitivities,
  And how we decide to scramble our Celabesy.
  But,
  Lets get down to the basics, find the source of the matrix, we bound to be athiest ever since god turned racist.
  
  See, evil thoughts, lies, under stood figured speeches of sin city.
  For, God has remained whiter than jesus in the books of rely genes, i shall love the way i hate the heavens.
  
  For, I was once an angel in this sky and she was an angel within lies.
  Here mame, Medusa,
  With a proud look of hatred towards mortal man and a heart that devises with plots.
  I found myself opening her pandoras box.
  
  As she stairs into my eyes tearing apart the current state of poetry, freezing my body to stone as if i was combing my mind for my thoughts to lock, hands glasped together to better our gluttony, drunked of the wine. We travelled through eternity in a blink of an eye. Her decieteful tounge composing ingredients for my food of thought... But my hands have been tied to the back of yesterday.
  
  Seven sins cannot change the facts of our existence in seven days.
  
  I found us counting to 7...
  
  That 1. Night stand with the girl i lusted for, became the last i ever thought of when you had, 2. Condoms i could trust without a choice, perharps greed would let me have a 3. Sum or lovers plus in this vanity.
  Bt what does it meta 4, because anger management was controlled by myself when i sloth wrath out of food with a cup of 5. Roses. So I've envied love, for it has exposed a quarter of 6. Million was to die under management of this 7. Deadly sins.

Beautiful

We are what we are because of who we are, who and what we will be lies dormant in the words and actions that create a sense of being in all of us.  The future is moulded in those thoughts that we see as insignificant and futile to a prosperous step forward, a better life and peace in mind.

I heard words that I never thought a man could ever hear in his entire life.  These words are the kind that woman expect on a daily basis or at any moment that you are with them in a clothing store trying  on new outfits, these words are a prerequisite to waking up next to her even when she has a flu, with swollen eyes, rosy cheeks and a tomato looking nose. Woman from far and wide want to hear them, but this time around they were said to me, so I decided to look within and find what they mean to a man and mostly why they would be directed to me this time around.  All I found was a reflection.  I found that the character I have has been complemented by a number of people that I meet and spend time with, some of which have made a difference in my life and I too theirs in the same light.  I found that to some of these people I did not know that some sort of light was being emitted from and by the little effort I gave to them and what I had helped them with, for some it went as far as me just being present and being active in their space.  I probed my mind deeper and deeper the morning I heard these words, taken a back, the awe I felt was like no other emotion in amazement I had ever felt.

Speech is not speech unless it be directed to a form of communication, which begs the atonement words find when emotions seek to address spirits, which lie in all of mankind, words seek to evoke reaction from recipients and fill the well of the deliverers lips with an adequate flow.  The burrow it spawns from is from the shell of intentions needing not to be justified because of them being upright and true as they are from the hearts core, which have erupted to the surface of mouths creation, unrestricted they have torn open a few centimeters calling them lips to mould the very source of words existence.  An unusual sound delivered to my ears is reconstructed so it can be assimilated in my mind, deposit what is necessary to my conscious so I would understand these words presented to me. My nature has been introduced to an amazing aura and it is all because of what I was told I am.

At this point, I have felt everything that can be felt by these words.  It sounded like a prayer hearing them again and again in my mind; humility rose and claimed my expression before I could say anything when I was told I am beautiful.

Time

All day every day on some days, I sit and wonder. My ponder today had my conscious self convinced that time is an emotion. How it is an emotion as many would ask? Sit and really think about what I think about it all.

The last time I read something about time I felt a stir inside that I could not define. I then thought that if it is not defined it must be as great as the greatest of all emotions, love. It is all around us, in us and no matter how much you do not know about it or miss the opportunity to be with it, it still embraces you and it stays just to its cause of existence. Look inside of you and there are two things that live and will be there long after you have decided to let go. Love and time. Once again look a little bit deeper and see the relation between the two. Time exists to let love know about its maturity Love exists to let time know the virtue of its grooming capability. Time will ridicule love and make one forget what they felt at a point in life about someone, and love will do just that too to epitomize its texture even in minds that have forgotten their own names, why do you think we fall madly in Love? The relation is so monumental we will question it for ages to come. As we know them to exist hand in hand, the expression is substantiated by generations giving eulogies about how we find good love in good time.


We stare at our watches while peering over the next car in traffic, getting frustrated about being late when we took off in TIME. What you feel there and then is not frustration or bitterness towards the license department for issuing so many people with licenses; it is time reminding you that it is its own emotion. It is so mixed in its presence I too have mistaken it for patience, waiting for a situation to be altered when all I had to do was just express my appreciation for the power that weighs in with time to when it has expressed itself through knowledge that is acquired through it and for my well-being. We see it in envy, we see it in greed which all epitomize a "now" mentality, a hunger for not listening to an order ignoring the grace effect - having it all when it is due. In time, all is known and unveiled. We were all given an introduction of this emotion at birth and instead of acclimatizing to it in our growth we looked at it as a source of unleavened happiness and yet still we have the thought of eternity. Then again we could see it as a catalyst to all others we know exist.


Travel within self to know what worth is. Investigate the cause of all you feel and what you want to feel. Maximize the opportunity you have to be extraordinary and in letting others live free from judgment with you. Excel in all you do. T.I.M.E.