Rhythm and Poetry

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