It’s been some time since my last keystroke, I hope I don’t choke on the word-vomit that my thoughts provoke. So yoke the throat of my utensil and you’ll see how my heart spills out the tip of my pencil. It’s suspenseful and will drive you hysterical when my ideas spit onto your theory’s material, leaving a stain so deranged that you’ll rearrange how you feel about my take on the game.

Don’t be a fool and pick up these jewels that I’m putting down,

’cause fate deals the deck and you decide whether to fold or play for the ducats.

So pull up and come through and see how me and mine do.



Moments Away (30Dec2018)

Lacking fear,

ecstatic to cap off this year.

A troublesome season,

for those lost and looking for reasons.

Responses to questions better left unanswered,

time is soaring by quicker n faster.

Three hundred sixty-four pirouettes, one rotation left,

a hustlers last attempt to cash unsigned blank checks.

Mother Earth spins for eight thousand seven hundred-sixty hours,

and society O N L Y cares about the last 10 seconds.

Knowledge of Self

Evident how inhaling deep drags from rolled zig-zags, helps my mind escape the gulag. So finally this stag gets his chance to nag. I’m Connivingly silent when I lay like a laymen, and this gentleman gentile will lift the ambiance with a smile. I Puff more magic than the Dragon himself. Peep the jargon, as my words strike and pierce the heart. There’s None capable of matching my arts. And Without a struggle this muggle is able vent to let his words wreck. Now inspect and dissect the dialect of this bi-racially mixed gent. I’m Infused with the burning herbal so my verbal remains viscous it’s riddled with substance and Vicious. Knowing the ledge I stand on, i bear wisdom by the day. Understand that ancestors live in the words I have to say. I’m Cultured by the old earth’s love, and I refine the power given from the sun above. I’m Equally balanced and sensible, there’s no mystery that this god is tangible. I try to Drop knowledge using 7 notes on the musical scale to help and build the frail. So i’m surgical to only mate with the original. There’s fate in this cipher’s innate ability to help you see clearly. That our circle has no beginning or end. It just is. Peace.