and the simple fact is

my

passion

is

lacking

the

gold standard
backing
meaning
there is no
meaning
just
acting
no understanding
only
time passing

and

dying
seems to me
the only natural reaction.

wrinkles sprinkle
my
canvas
abused by
unsteady
hands
footprints
forgotten
in
the
sands
of
a
land
in which i've
been exiled
and deserted

i no longer focus

on if
i
deserve this

i

focus

on the
wording
of the
gifts/curses

the fine print of
lovers and murderers

and how absurd it is
to
f
u
r
t
h
e
r

this

the ditch digging
of relativity

is the trench that protects us actually a grave?

are we slaves to civility?

i
want
i
want
i
fucking
WANT

a free lesson in humility

i want
to be needed
and i need
for you to
feel me.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

when whodini made friends it was well spoken.

i haven't written/posted here in a long time.

working off some rust, quick freestyle.

your two cents are money in my pocket,

but,

i'd rather you drop some shit too.

add on as you see fit.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

when whodini made friends it was well spoken.

In return,mine.


This life,
everyday is another way,
of stabbing your heart,
act like they care,
it tears you apart,
it scars you mentally,
quietly it takes effect,
before you know it,
noone shows you respect,
another concept,
of how i see life,
she grabs you by the balls,
and then says its alright,
death is step to nothing,
there is no happy ending,
good times never last,
the happy days run away,
you look to the past,
you lose all presence in ya face..

Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation
Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az

true faith ain't faked these end o days
tested? open arms sky gaze n pray!
en francais:
manger ses Createur 10 sinon bruler
just vapors, dust without a trace
pridefilled worry 'bout saving face,
egos about what others say
come on OK X don't play
follow fools, grace sails away
seek!ask!pray! when in the gates
these red dawn days
saved called from slaves chose love not hate
Revelation's pale rider aims bow and slays
fills plenty o graves: J's martyrs & saints o mohammed 2 today
proofs gave: see Judgement Day through HUNTer, Dave
life's hard 4 trangressors, see devil's prey fall to flames
cap fit? it's game day. be Prodigal Son, see sins forgave

causes and cures lead to more causes till in the end there is simply one thing to fill the empty feel of want

"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..."
ASIEM
"Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran
(Be and it is)
" A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder

its been a while fam...i may have to add on as usual...late but never overdue

Let me sport my Air Hyperbole 2010s in peace. (c) ansomble

Building repetoires (c) spm since 1983

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

when whodini made friends it was well spoken.

but i don't even dare to care
what your going
threw
how the fuck ur
feeling
who the fuck u been
banging
or if you thinking of
ending
it
all

thick broccoli raw dawg focing
kabob along spin jaspering across
michigans yellow and blue fangs
broken from eating ice cream politians
leaking wall street smuffles
of co co muffins in summer eves
restores women to cycles

check it out everything is built on it
and when you figure it out
then everything else doesn't matter

solomon-everything in life is meaningless

because there is a time to feel all emotions

touching burger splash killer greasy wendy's cubes
blog clog arteies stalling car batteries


TE-TE
The End - To Everybody

when the need to feed
on compulsory tunes
escapes me
there is only one thing to do
edit rewrite retype
till the fingers pull back with speed the ideal
place for thoughts to spawn
there just aint enuff time in this
dimension to hold a moment still
gotta get to the next one before it's gone
now is all i have but i forget that so
i wAIST it thinking bout when or what if
there must be another break
caint fake this empty flow
got me beggin for relief till angels pee
falls from the sky i drink
in hope i too shall thurst no more...

"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..."
ASIEM
"Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran
(Be and it is)
" A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder

i

focus

on the
wording
of the
gifts/curses

the fine print of
lovers and murderers

and how absurd it is
to
f
u
r
t
h
e
r

this

the ditch digging
of relativity

is the trench that protects us actually a grave?

are we slaves to civility?

i
want
i
want
i
fucking
WANT

a free lesson in humility

i want
to be needed
and i need
for you to
feel me.

i'd have to say, it's good to see you again

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http://msmind.wordpress.com
http://www.clutchmagazine.com

simplicity = happiness

this is some beautiful shit...PERIOD...love..miss k

if you didn't define yourself for yourself you'd be crunched into other peoples fantasies of you an eaten alive.

audre lorde

Sometimes...

fishing through the back pages, you know,
page 7
8,
9,

Is just the kind of inspiration needed to uplift me.

Finding gemstones, seemingly forgotten lessons of literature, and ressurecting them is like
affirming that
when I'm down and forgotten, someone has the power to bring me back from the dead.

Excellent drop my friend.
________________________________________
"With peace and love in my lungs,
I hold my breath until the Poet returns."

--Boxcarboys

ya lyrical vortex is well understood, nice 1 . .
yo spit anotha!!

they showed us phYsically, we could reach infinitY, but mentally, through the century, we lost our identitY
-Rakim

there is no
meaning
just
acting
no understanding
only
time passing

and

dying
seems to me
the only natural reaction.


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so like five minutes ago i had this impulse to check out okp, eventhouh i havent logged in for over a year or so. anyway, i'm having this weird existential dilemma and feel like "dyin is the only natural reaction" to the pointlessness of incarnation. and my fucking car broke today.

love you man.

-Otto