He loves me.
That's deep.
WARNING: All thoughts, past, present, and future are subject to change.Such change may result in what may seem like hypocritical behavior. So stop fucking looking at me, us, we and lets work together for the Kingdom in individually fixing ourselves and being our own Christ [in the name of Yahshua Meshiach]
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Want to know the worst thing,
When you peeped everything happening in front of you in past visions and dreams.
Whole time you had the key to prevent the jack from coming out of the box, but instead of listening to the orders, you cranked until the toy was broken, destroyed, now everything..is everything, but can it be prepared.
repaired, i meant repaired. I mean I see everything in future and (voice Damn) when the opportunity presents itself to help in prospering, i already have the preparation in my spirit as if the situation has already passed and opportunity failed.
I mean the Fam could've taken over this joint, the us, the globe, but.....something in my heart rooting from threes years ago just tells me it isnt right (voice No) dont know if the voices are in my head or impanted cameras and voice thingys but hey la cosas de la vida...
DAmn, demon...?D, amen?...lol
so many interpretations. But there are also other bugs inplanted in this matrix called my mind and i have to br reprogrammed, deprogramed and break down the barriers hindering the development of a peacdeful conscious. i just want to get away from everything temporarily.
eye does, most of all.
Then come back and start the revolution with my dude.
He's part of the key to me, us, we.
Its like we're spiritual enemies.
I hate it.
I wish i could do tomorrow over
AHHHHHHH--
im sad.
im sad.
i miss him, its like im do unhappy without him and then when he comes im simply at a lost for words and correct action. IM SOFUCKING SAD but im tired of crying, i have been wallowing in depression for four years and i just cant do it anymnore.
Its like so much was created becaus eof what was anticipated and like...time to pray
When you peeped everything happening in front of you in past visions and dreams.
Whole time you had the key to prevent the jack from coming out of the box, but instead of listening to the orders, you cranked until the toy was broken, destroyed, now everything..is everything, but can it be prepared.
repaired, i meant repaired. I mean I see everything in future and (voice Damn) when the opportunity presents itself to help in prospering, i already have the preparation in my spirit as if the situation has already passed and opportunity failed.
I mean the Fam could've taken over this joint, the us, the globe, but.....something in my heart rooting from threes years ago just tells me it isnt right (voice No) dont know if the voices are in my head or impanted cameras and voice thingys but hey la cosas de la vida...
DAmn, demon...?D, amen?...lol
so many interpretations. But there are also other bugs inplanted in this matrix called my mind and i have to br reprogrammed, deprogramed and break down the barriers hindering the development of a peacdeful conscious. i just want to get away from everything temporarily.
eye does, most of all.
Then come back and start the revolution with my dude.
He's part of the key to me, us, we.
Its like we're spiritual enemies.
I hate it.
I wish i could do tomorrow over
AHHHHHHH--
im sad.
im sad.
i miss him, its like im do unhappy without him and then when he comes im simply at a lost for words and correct action. IM SOFUCKING SAD but im tired of crying, i have been wallowing in depression for four years and i just cant do it anymnore.
Its like so much was created becaus eof what was anticipated and like...time to pray
Love Conkereth Fear
...and so does Obedience.
old faces familiar spirits. They surrounded her in an ambiance of confidence.
So much manipluations in the spirit realm we yearn for a collective conscious of peace.
The realest are hidden and whether the fleshly being is alive or dusted, refuse to intervene with the manmade spiritual foreplay.
Visions scatter and pitter patter caressing the fear hidden beneath the stone once recognized as a heart.
I see it, a holy army arising for the raising of the Kingdom.
But we have to erase the manipulation, forget the hater-ation.
Lauryn Hill unplugged blasts in the mental..and i wish this was the music we shared con la familia ayer.
Its all bullshit i was to tell them...live a silent life, fuck the bullshit and just be real. Be real with yourself be real with your environment.
He called hit J. it reminds her of two people who are influential, respected yet recognized by friends and foes as evil.
Evil, he said god is not evil. But didnt "god" which is the perfect manifestation of light, isn't it both, separate and presented in different forms, but both. Each with divine code and order, divided, yet one in the same, voice says no but there is something inside that says we're right in some aspect, shape or form.
Eye hates the visions, she sees those once respected as prominent spiritual leaders drowning in the disgust of self=indulgence, forgetting the (voice right) significance of the cause at hand.
Repent for the Kingdom is nigh, And he shall come like a theif in the night and not fail in redeeming those who was ride or die for the cause.
old faces familiar spirits. They surrounded her in an ambiance of confidence.
So much manipluations in the spirit realm we yearn for a collective conscious of peace.
The realest are hidden and whether the fleshly being is alive or dusted, refuse to intervene with the manmade spiritual foreplay.
Visions scatter and pitter patter caressing the fear hidden beneath the stone once recognized as a heart.
I see it, a holy army arising for the raising of the Kingdom.
But we have to erase the manipulation, forget the hater-ation.
Lauryn Hill unplugged blasts in the mental..and i wish this was the music we shared con la familia ayer.
Its all bullshit i was to tell them...live a silent life, fuck the bullshit and just be real. Be real with yourself be real with your environment.
He called hit J. it reminds her of two people who are influential, respected yet recognized by friends and foes as evil.
Evil, he said god is not evil. But didnt "god" which is the perfect manifestation of light, isn't it both, separate and presented in different forms, but both. Each with divine code and order, divided, yet one in the same, voice says no but there is something inside that says we're right in some aspect, shape or form.
Eye hates the visions, she sees those once respected as prominent spiritual leaders drowning in the disgust of self=indulgence, forgetting the (voice right) significance of the cause at hand.
Repent for the Kingdom is nigh, And he shall come like a theif in the night and not fail in redeeming those who was ride or die for the cause.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Im not a teacher. Im a sinner man tryna get it right.
Eye was beat up yesterday, choked again for the i dont know time.
i cant even cry anymore. but i remember when love was pure, and had no pain.
Now it seems as though its a game for people.
I seeee. but then i choose to blindly follow the air in my windy soul to lead to an even higher realm of consciousness where peace resides.
More blessings i may miss but if for once i can have peace in my soul, it will be worth it.
Eye have never really loved someone.
And for once, eye and i did.
The complete person loved another temple, another being. loved and loves.
(As honestly as it knows how)
and everytime we encounter an attack with the spirit realm or physical attacks, we wonder where the hell is this person.
So much for people.
I left the Facility with bloddy knuckles and a big ass knot on my forhead.
She called the victimizer to relay a subliminaL MESSAGE OF FORGIVENESS and peace.
Then the PTSD kicks in and he was on top of my and wouldnt let me go. All for what?
Because the remote control was taken for his hand.
And no one was there to help.'
Just my poor temple so weak and frail from never ending cycles of fasting and binging....
endless saddness permeating from a tattern and torn soul tortured by the elements of her environment.
My homie just had surgery a couple days before and while so-called family tries to pacify the situation with false comfort, the homie is on her way off the ASAP TIP.
life, mines, it sucks.
So much for a God.
Eye was beat up yesterday, choked again for the i dont know time.
i cant even cry anymore. but i remember when love was pure, and had no pain.
Now it seems as though its a game for people.
I seeee. but then i choose to blindly follow the air in my windy soul to lead to an even higher realm of consciousness where peace resides.
More blessings i may miss but if for once i can have peace in my soul, it will be worth it.
Eye have never really loved someone.
And for once, eye and i did.
The complete person loved another temple, another being. loved and loves.
(As honestly as it knows how)
and everytime we encounter an attack with the spirit realm or physical attacks, we wonder where the hell is this person.
So much for people.
I left the Facility with bloddy knuckles and a big ass knot on my forhead.
She called the victimizer to relay a subliminaL MESSAGE OF FORGIVENESS and peace.
Then the PTSD kicks in and he was on top of my and wouldnt let me go. All for what?
Because the remote control was taken for his hand.
And no one was there to help.'
Just my poor temple so weak and frail from never ending cycles of fasting and binging....
endless saddness permeating from a tattern and torn soul tortured by the elements of her environment.
My homie just had surgery a couple days before and while so-called family tries to pacify the situation with false comfort, the homie is on her way off the ASAP TIP.
life, mines, it sucks.
So much for a God.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
A New Season Born of a Blasphemous Reality
Utter blasphemy to the maker of this rhapsody.
And who's the blasphemer? Me thats 'oo...
As she revamps the past posts it yearns for her to get her soul in check.
For she was in the wrong, all the while tryna point the finger at other's for her disheartening
and mournful song.
She wants to run away from the disobedience she has made her self suffer
To another country new people new others.
Only reason is cause she is ashamed ashamed at her disobedience for she is the one to blame
It has been years on this conquest blessings pured left and right
all to herlp her see that her soul chasing was right.
Yet she failed to follow what could been killam sight cause of the lustful passion
that she allowed to consume her might.
The Problem: the Flesh
The Solution: Yahshua
She turns to the right, looks to the left and all she can she is pain, no happiness.
the dreams. i hate the dreams.i want to run away from all the dreams
that dont depict what i want to see. away from all the peoplw with whom i dont want to be.
So i guess not only silence is the answer, but so is isolation.
Fuck --Shket B'rikasha
And who's the blasphemer? Me thats 'oo...
As she revamps the past posts it yearns for her to get her soul in check.
For she was in the wrong, all the while tryna point the finger at other's for her disheartening
and mournful song.
She wants to run away from the disobedience she has made her self suffer
To another country new people new others.
Only reason is cause she is ashamed ashamed at her disobedience for she is the one to blame
It has been years on this conquest blessings pured left and right
all to herlp her see that her soul chasing was right.
Yet she failed to follow what could been killam sight cause of the lustful passion
that she allowed to consume her might.
The Problem: the Flesh
The Solution: Yahshua
She turns to the right, looks to the left and all she can she is pain, no happiness.
the dreams. i hate the dreams.i want to run away from all the dreams
that dont depict what i want to see. away from all the peoplw with whom i dont want to be.
So i guess not only silence is the answer, but so is isolation.
Fuck --Shket B'rikasha
Orange Game of Player Hopper
The detail sof this man0made created ambience. A sweet symphony of pain rings aloud in the vortex of a previously socially conditioned mind slightly tainted with love's foolish game and stained with disheartening orange and purple confusion.
The people, don't help. For deception just rings louder and louder. Here comes one of the players, let's see what he has to say?
He pulls up a chair and begins the manipulation.
I have two hours or i have to leave.
because she has stepped out of the property. i really dont care. im at a lost for words.
Their game got the best of me and now i have to leave because of these foolish manipulations, oh well. i really just dont care anymore. its like and these are the cards im dealt.
Or maybe the ones ive chosen.
The people, don't help. For deception just rings louder and louder. Here comes one of the players, let's see what he has to say?
He pulls up a chair and begins the manipulation.
I have two hours or i have to leave.
because she has stepped out of the property. i really dont care. im at a lost for words.
Their game got the best of me and now i have to leave because of these foolish manipulations, oh well. i really just dont care anymore. its like and these are the cards im dealt.
Or maybe the ones ive chosen.
Friday, December 19, 2008
What the uck dude?
I'm tired.
But i LOVE you and that will NEVER stop. If your mad cause I didn't pick up, don't be, i dont live there anymore.
Add minutes on your phone and stop ucking around.
Let's talk....now
But i LOVE you and that will NEVER stop. If your mad cause I didn't pick up, don't be, i dont live there anymore.
Add minutes on your phone and stop ucking around.
Let's talk....now
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