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NO ONE REALLY CARES
Part 1
No one really CARES so our minds are in arrears,
We don't care because we live in fear,
So we stop caring, stop steering and forget what we are hearing,
But I try to do the opposite,
I invite knowledge as a fit open minded disciple,
Mindful principles while keeping afar from idols and fools,
In this physical life experience with natural rules,
Everything we observe is a reaction of something,
Learning from all the reactions of my exterior,
And a teacher that enlightens to get ya,
Understanding deeply putting perceptions on track,
Sacking deceptions that I see clearly as wack,
Quincy Mac is back on the attack seeing we are ALL sick,
Deceived by our leaders through exoteric information,
But the truth is within an Ancient Esoteric examination,
Where we find the true explanation on how to stop our current damnation.
Subatomically observed,
These wise words are here to disturb,
The spiritual learned and unlearned,
Get ready to be over turned,
Open up your eyes, you need to learn what's in disguise,
So if you know how to discern wisely,
The unseen thinking patterns manifesting into Brain Activity,
Manifested and seen in a 3D reality,
The probability of the following possibility,
Of all of us having an Elite controlled Proxy,
Controlling almost all humans including you and me,
Stopping us from seeing,
Truth revealing truths, hidden so unseen,
A word to the listener reading this,
A left brain prisoner, a manipulators dream,
continued........at part 2
Quincy Mac
date written: 22.12.2015
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NO ONE REALLY CARES
Part 2
With a scheme from a team of human traitors who are unclean,
Straight up extreme and using it in a deceitful way,
Holding KNOWLEDGE of natural law, but manipulated bringing us decay,
May we all someday, see the lies and tainted blatant statements,
If I spoke this way in person, you would probably say to drop it,
So listen closely and see these are natural law compliments,
Right now as you read, Yes this very moment,
You have to agree, you have no spiritual mindful acknowledgement,
To any of my poetically written comments,
This message has been sent and must be put into action but don't rush,
Even this modern day scribe, alive and learning who to trust,
Most of us hide, side with the blind, ignorantly trusting our governments,
Raise the alarm!! Dam it's for real, we don’t even get the hint,
We are inattentive, lack being inventive, so we sit back and don't get this,
Ignorantly we rely on our current structured system,
So its not surprising we collectively invest our minds into everything,
We aren’t seeing, therefore we open the door to negative action,
Because the reality we are living is a huge distraction,
Our interactions of actuality doesn’t impact us enough,
To even contemplate bringing up spiritual investigations which is a must,
We lack legit validity and the understanding of true love,
But some of us have a chance, a little advanced with minds that rush,
Who gather up enough information to start questioning,
Asking "who in the hell, do we really trust"?
Knowledge into action with a robust mind removing the rust,
Starting to see my way forward I wipe off the dust,
With a small thought of disgust, I laugh in joy,
Enjoying what I’m seeing while inner cleaning with no fuss,
So we must trust in ourselves, ask for help from inside,
We are blind but in time we may get a small glimpse,
When we rinse our minds, we gain insight that’s simple,
Your physical body is the temple,
You planted a seed and what's being revealed is the whole apple,
The allegorical story of Adam and eve is factual,
So listen up and go learn about the Natural Law Principles.
Quincy Mac
date written: 22.12.2015
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>>1111>>STRAIGHT TO THE POINT<<1111<<
Straight to the point,
No stopping this,
I'm your rival,
This life is about survival,
Or survival of the fittest?
The dopest most explosive lyrical genius writing this,
Beats are tight and vital,
About to take and claim my title,
I'm a nineties dirty ghetto kid,
Accessing detailed memories through subconscious files,
Skateboard connected to my feet grounded,
Pen and paper writing for miles,
Embracing life in a system of madness,
Always doin my best with a huge smile,
While fully grateful,
Within the game with no shame,
On a different level,
Nothing is ever the same,
Imagination left wild,
Positive tendencies learnt through experiments,
Some failed,
Listening to greenthumb, inhale,
Giving anything a go,
within a system i'm not labeled,
Minds collectively lacking cognition,
Brain function disabled,
Getting a message across in rhyme,
Mailed to your mind,
Will it consciously reach ya? teach ya?
My krew never far, we have a laugh,
And hit the footpath,
Skating to a spot with steez,
Stomping tricks but it’s not enough,
Gotta skate fast and master our craft on film,
A skate process of learning patience and pain,
Falling constantly, never giving up,
Fully mindful maneuvers landed consistently,
Converting new skate knowledge to life instantly,
Brain cells firing with high energy form electricity,
Synapse resurrected for the very first time,
Elevating effectively with positivity and productive activity,
In the eyes of society I’m on the same level as workers in a factory,
Trapped but found my way out,
On an alternative route,
I’ve knelt,
To the source creating all of our force,
A seeker without remorse cause that don’t matter,
There’s no deity creator,
Just innocent ignorant talking as a hater,
Instead be like ill mind of Hopsin seven,
Questioning sin, Dismiss,
Listen up, I gotta state this,
This strategic system using the majority of countries citizens,
What I’m consciously witnessing from a distance in the South pacific,
Is insanity at its core to be specific,
Writing from my imagination sober and sometimes stoned,
Striving for balance,
On my skateboard I feel the same,
Sending this out,
You know my name,
Just another street nobody with fame within my clan,
My man Fury this is for you Homie.
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Feeling alone like I’m by myself on an Island,
Spending time within my mind and forever rhyming,
Remembering everything comes together slowly when ya smiling,
Like a raw gem that transforms into a well-crafted diamond,
While aware of the memories in the shadows that keep crying,
Tomorrows a better day when we can see over the horizon,
Compiling and filing my thoughts with perfect timing,
Always protecting my inner being while reconciling as I climb,
Climbing this ladder in this life I was given,
Driven by the beauty I see,
Knowing where I come from through my family tree,
Knowing where I’ve been, what I’ve seen,
With an active mind with neurons connecting,
Directing notions without any commotions,
Our imaginations are like the ocean,
Vast with changing tides of emotion,
Unspoken words become broken,
If you continue to keep silent,
This life we are experiencing can be vibrant,
So I look out the window and past the social climate,
Stop hiding and check out some info,
Gaining strength as I go, my way,
This is true wealth making sure I don’t betray myself,
Looking to a bookshelf to help myself learn,
Understanding one’s self has to be earned,
Through the burning temptations as I yearn for more,
The need to explore through the open door to find what’s yours,
Working on my mental flaws as I pause to give thanks,
Lighting my lamp in times of darkness,
Seeing the vastness in my mind,
Finding I have greatness that needs to be rhymed,
Designed and well organized by my inner sidekick,
Quick and honest with no nonsense I give thanks to my subconscious,
As I make a promise to myself with my inner logic,
To always write my insight and be cautious and flawless.
Quincy Mac
Date Written: 30.4.2016
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The Poetic Mastermind of these times,
Penetrating with organically written rhymes,
Before you now, I’ve already won,
Speaking in fluent poetic tongues,
To all the puppets blindly strung,
Classic lyrical plots, stung by the gunshots on some drastic target practice,
From the abyss spilling Illmatic proof within hidden truths,
Clues dance, forbidden tests laying to rest dogmatic tactical rants,
Advanced pen stance, envisioning success, placing my mindset to this page,
Space aged minted constructs roll off the tip of my writing instrument,
Statements guaranteed to exceed all expectations, in control,
Hard to decipher like the Dead Sea scrolls, outta control you fall,
Falling to the depths of ignorance, so pack your bags, we don’t have the same interests,
The angel’s choice, vigorous, that’s our difference, the all-knowing voice, rejoice!
You need a hand to wake up, your stakes are flakey, keep reading the icing on the cake,
Shaping my art, start to finish without blemish,
So you better believe this, most poets can't achieve this,
I’ll be putting them into mental fits so they quit,
With wit and honesty, my number one policy is quality,
You’re glancing over my philosophy,
Claiming you need prophecy so I strike with high velocity,
Misunderstood and Hoodwinked by theology,
Unaware of your path,
Starved by the psychopaths cultivating your minds aftermath.
Quincy Mac
Date Written: 8.5.2016
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Look, Spoken & Served
I myself with Oneness, sorting through this mess and disaster,
With truthfulness, bringing faster, craftier, eternal factors,
Smells like hell departing with ignorant laughter,
Through the storms of days after,
Into the good news, from the one who knew darkness to outlast ya,
With a staunch persona, don’t compare,
To any man’s power, its conscious power shared,
The brains awake, causing good and evil to circulate,
Like internal relations, neglect their sight in this earthquake,
Swords of wisdom to the hater, in another verse,
Seeking wise knowledge through this hell for what it’s worth,
Look, spoken and served,
Clutch another word fighter putting steps to the word,
These are the seeds, Skater styled proverbs,
The unrighteous pay a ransom to get what they deserve,
Bang on about a lord, confined to a cell,
Subatomic waves sell by wearing a pleasant array real well,
The exterior can be the teacher, but distortion can spray,
Like featured deep riddles badly retreat and reach ya,
Indestructible feature, I’m the narrator you select,
In company with the Upper Deck, I don’t neglect or disrespect,
The heavens and earth combined, the ultimate divine line,
The one percenters, promotions of evil grandeur in the airtime,
Bear in mind my rhymes, the tools of my trade,
Aid my veins, insane in this game I came, this is a raid,
Played out conscious praise in the day, when dues will all be paid.
Quincy Mac
date written: 4.12.2015
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>>1111>>THE AWAKENING SPIRIT<<1111<<
My analyzing subconscious telling me I have minor confidence in our people,
Full of resistance as high as church steeples,
Heads in the sand uneducated sheeple lost their ability,
Try this with consonance, question our existence,
Get it together and try it this very instance!
Neglected, Infected which brings great drama,
Buddhist monks call this negative karma,
Equip your mind with true armor,
Receive the weapon of writing stamina,
This isn't imaginary fiction,
This is an awakening conviction,
I'm trusting inner guidance for direction,
Taking my hand, introducing me to my pineal gland,
Connected to my tribal land,
I have found expressed to me internally in a sound,
Never contemplating turning around.
Find your way,
Stop listening to what government leaders say,
We need unity instead of broken community,
Unite and open up your vault,
Lets start a revolt,
But in an era of fear,
The average man inferior,
Never looking at their own interior,
Let me explain, in this society of personal gain,
It will make a human go insane,
Wealthy flying around in a private plane,
They have turned down the wrong symbolic lane,
You thinking i'm insane? Your thoughts are coming out in total vain!!!
I'm just a brother with a live spark,
With an inner vision destroying everything lurking in the dark!
A half cast mixed identity given the European surname Clark,
But I don't care, I have nothing to fear,
As I steer my life consciously aware I see clear,
Always near a book, that’s another place you gotta look!
Rookies thinking they're awake, but most cant find the time,
In psychological denial with excuse's saying its validly fine,
Working class living,
Resulting in limited self education receiving,
Which is the highest level of sinning,
In the beginning the universal consciousness was bringing,
What today I am seeking,
Connecting conscious thought together, Forever,
But individualism causing a crash of disconnection,
A world wide collapse bringing stagnation,
This is an invitation to break this current way of civilization,
Go back in time within the mind to make the connection,
Then you will receive true knowledge in a healthy neuron collection,
Listen to what the awakening spirit is saying!
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Damn where is my mind at, striving and finding the best way to adapt,
Collapsing the conditioning through written raps that never nap,
Don’t close your eyes, these rhymes defy your beliefs.
Nature and what’s happening, everybody, yes you too!
Most likely you have never asked profound questions,
Is it even worthy, thirsty is the seeker observing wisdom and understanding,
No I’m not planning these out, narratives given to you,
Through clues freestyled, an art of Rhythm And Poetry,
Rapping word beside word, said and read come together,
Sparks ignite vision, sight given for later,
Experiencing brain stimulation, you begin to wake up,
Listen with love, In-depth concepts,
Blessings,
But left and right hemispheres are needed,
Read this with an open mind,
Story Rhymes that revel and reveal,
To get to higher levels you must be serious,
Having occult knowledge of both natural law and evil!
You chose! up or down hill?
Climb high but most chose to crawl,
Fools do foolish things,
Seen through their actions,
The consequence of their mind set,
Are you enjoying your flowing motion into poetic lessons?
Writing from height, psychology might be the answer,
Advanced software everywhere, is your consciousness connected,
Is it switched on? Energy fed to neurons,
Jumping synapses collapsing the conditioned mind?
I chose deprogramming, bringing the awareness of mundane daily routine,
Seen as a chore, Is this a flaw?
I skateboarded last year,
Had no fear and disappeared into the everlasting existence,
External interactions teach me,
Day to day,
These are new ways of seeing into the distance,
There’s no way I display this as folly, I bring the fire,
Within a decaying society I kick my cars tire,
Rewired mind programming is expiring soon,
Is trouble zooming towards you?
Detecting, detecting, these words,
Finding bombastic blasts blasted to you as you're reading,
Bringing ignorance into your equation,
It doesn’t survive on certain levels,
It exists in the 3 Dimensional level,
Humans are outclassed by our current world empire,
The Elite hold Higher Ancient Knowledge and the Art Of War,
I see with wizardry leaving imaginations where they are born,
I want to achieve and settle the score, I don’t want to ignore it anymore,
I’ve seen and been in between, I want to dream dreams as I’m writing,
Bring enticing ice cream nicely presented and delivered,
Heard on time, straight to the point, comprehended by visionaries,
Imagination’s playing with deadly consequences,
Through word juggling lessons given these sentences,
Rest in peace, with the rest of them,
Your system is in a state of malfunction.
Quincy Mac
Date Written: 24.8.2016
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Flawless flamboyant meaningful words in written verse’s,
Never heard by nervous useless unproductive pawns within man made curse’s,
Drawn into ignorance, clueless and purposeless,
Powerless and can’t see this, sitting on the fence torn and withdrawn,
An existence lacking cognition, seen as a young child but not ever since,
Poor intellectual performance, a condition called cognitive dissonance,
You may never understand in your time and this is why,
Incapable of holding two beliefs at the same time in your mind,
My use of vocabulary, holds validity, like the words of a well-loved Maori Chief Warrior,
A far away Eden but no atoms to create physical form,
Read everything I write, I’m coming like a thief, in the middle of the night,
Unexpected, undetected, undeniably my rhymes bring pure insight,
Bringing true light uniquely and usefully right now as I take lyrical flight,
Fearing nothing man made and conceptual,
Fear brings trouble and makes you ill,
A mindful sightseer ultimately authentic,
So much truth I get from playing with words,
They come to disturb, to divide, so decide, take a side,
Incomprehensible lines to those who are blind,
You’re not ready for this life changing ride,
Collide, stop being unkind, controversial perceived ideas, do you even ask yourself why?
Received but rarely discussed openly, outrageously showing a display of no respect,
This is filthy, but still it prospers within society’s collective state, which irritates me,
Repetitive actions lacking intellectual abilities, so you don’t understand this,
Dismiss and think you know? Instead you twist it, can’t understand it,
You fitfully have wisdom, but when you do, ignorant over thinking is what you do! Isn’t this true?
Living in sin asking questions like Hopsin, majority of people unconsciously living,
So humans can’t answer them, so I’m on my own, strategy in this truth movement,
Does everything really lead to Rome? Feeling good and in the zone,
I’ll never be a simpleton clone, get out your binoculars,
You’re all frozen and Am I the last man standing?
Blowing mind’s ruthlessly, your hopelessly in psychological denial, I’ll defile you, consciously,
You can’t even see, I’m the calm before the storm, divine energy in human form,
Right from the start, smart with skills of semantics,
Quick thinkable quintessential schema, cautious like an old school gangsta,
Thank you, I send it out from inside where I reside,
Beside me is wisdom, caution is also needed and it’s awesome,
Your thoughts! Sort them! Be intellectually prepared,
This has been documented and said, a revolution of mass magnitude,
Be balanced and don’t change your mood, let’s wind this up so I can conclude,
Wake up, stop ignoring your inner self, that’s the lowest level of rude!!
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>>1111>>EVIL vs CONSCIOUSNESS<<1111<<
EVIL:
I’m not to blame that my aim’s to hide the TRUTH
I’ll emulate Consciousness tricking the deceived into their Nooses,
I’m what you call evil, our spirits are not the same,
The fact you haven’t claimed the masses is really a shame,
I’m the characteristics they love, your stuff is boring,
I am crafty and like to party, you’re hearty and not fly,
I’m a Sheppard in disguise, I can lie, and you choose to lose,
My name is Lucifer, First in command, in control, and after your soul.
>>1111>>CONSCIOUSNESS<<1111<<
Who are you to step to me? Can’t you see?
You’re shameless, useless, with a cognition deficiency,
You got no wisdom because you’re focused on nothing,
Not even one thing, no productive activity,
I’ve heard what you say, it’s not worthy of worship,
You’re sloppy, you will never stop me, you’re a waste of space,
That deceitful, awful demeanor you call your voice,
I will shut it down, you don’t have a choice!
EVIL:
Ring the Alarm, you should know, on a chart it would show I’m winning,
Sinning people is what keeps this world spinning,
You could’ve removed me right from the start,
But no, A Divine plan is what was planned from your heart,
You were stupid and claim to lose when it comes down to it,
Had the chance to kill me, but because of your ways you blew it,
As for your powers, you forget how to use them,
You built a whole universe but no one knows your anthem,
You call it sin, and so do I, so let’s sum this up,
Come, drink, from my sacred cup?
I speak to other gods and it always impresses,
You’re just a weak Hebrew god, come on you need to confess this!
>>1111>>CONSCIOUSNESS<<1111<<
That’s right, CONSCIOUSNESS is my name, and I’m the best at this game
Which means you’re under my control because you left your claim,
You deceived man to eat the apple so this is ya karma,
And now you need a savior to save ya
I’m Love, Strength, Wisdom and transcendent
You’re the evilest role model while I am wisdom sent,
You’re the underdog demigod, yes, forgotten and gone,
I’m the best, don’t detest, I’ll literally destroy you,
So step aside and fly away, go find a place to dwell,
You’re gone forever now, yes I’m Universal Consciousness right now!
>>1111>>QUINCY MAC<<1111<<
date written: 21.11.2015
NOTE: I have changed righteousness to CONSCIOUSNESS for valid reasons :) 24.11.2015
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