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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.
From a reddish horrifying gloomy cloud which brings upon a frowning
beast~ I shall overcome and finally a smile shall bring me peace—poet :)
Smiles are weapons against pain
Armor protection for depression or hate
Diffusers for an opponent’s attack
Antidotes of dopamine and cortisol
Smiling eyes are the windows to the soul
some say, yet smiles can be deceiving
A player uses his charm that sweeps you away
An enemies leer stirs unspoken innuendos,
mouth is smiling yet dead eyes defy
A ghoulish grin denies it's upside-down smile,
scornful cinnabar smears, spanning ‘cross the lips
from cheek-to-cheek as fingers paint
when tears deny a petulant pout
‘Tis what makes me frown
What makes me smile can be admired in;
Arts colorful paintings, ancient and new
Fashion Design, Egyptian hieroglyphics
Poetry, witty with a bit of whimsy
humorous Limericks with mindful tricks
Animals and a child's innocence
a baby’s giggle, a kitten’s purr,
a puppy’s warmth, a bird’s chirp
Musicals songs, Movies Rom-coms
Theatre recites, the Opera excites
Dances that mash up with Western music, high energy
fusion of styles global, multifaceted technique
Bolly-Hop, Disco-Funk, Tap! Is sheik
Music's nostalgia, classical is golden
Nature's moonshine, sunshine, a stolen starry night
Red bourbon rosette, blue violet, fragrance flowers
From land to Ocean, to the crystalline sapphire sea
Food and drink, Antipasto, mint Iced Tea,
Tapas and Sangria, Hors d’oeuvres and cognac
Finally and most of all what makes me smile?
Love of life, so free-spirited, it gives love back
"LOVE Evolution Revolution"
Seconds
to Midnight
Last thought
rolls through your mind
If I was you
And you were I
And we looked
into each others eyes
Last second
to Midnight
Backed
into our
Corners
real tight
and there ...
all around us
Burns the Bright
LUX VITAE
LIGHT
If I was you
And you were I
And we looked
into each others eyes
What is our last rite?
Do you hold me tight
Do I hold you tight
Do You say
I Love You
Today ALL Day
and into Tonight
Do I say
I Love you
Today ALL Day
and into Tonight
Tomorrow is
the cancelled
freedom flight
This is our last rite
and
You and I
walk centre stage
into the
LIGHT
scary business
Do you say
OK,
I’m with You
There's no more fight
(LadyLabyrinth/ 2020)
gvlm/llb
“Evolution Revolution Love” / Tricky
https://youtu.be/UxQstY0AqTM
"Evolution Revolution Love"/ Tricky, Lyrics
https://www.lyrics.com/lyric/4845179/Evolution+Revolution+Love
Om
https://youtu.be/0D4V5awe-PA
1. KEY (of Life)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ankh
2. Amen/Amun
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amen
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amun
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ra
3. The Sun
“All things came into being through Him, and apart from Him nothing came into being that has come into being. In Him was life, and the life was the Light of men. The Light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it.” Jn 1:3-5 (ESV)
https://bible.org/seriespage/13-sun-god
4. FTE (Flux Transfer Event)
"A flux transfer event (FTE) occurs when a magnetic portal opens in the Earth's magnetosphere through which high-energy particles flow from the Sun. This connection, while previously thought to be permanent, has been found to be brief and very dynamic."
https://science.nasa.gov/science-news/science-at-nasa/2008/30oct_ftes
hold on to your misery
it will work after it
i need you to be bold
and stronger than ever
i never talked at first
they come with hopes that
i might talk about sports
or barbies with gossips
i went on it to make it
perfect and started my way
got fear inside
what if they leave me and it happened again
i guess i'm losing friends
no one wants me to say hi to them
it's all mess
when i wave at them they just shrug
tried another group with all with my girls
we had fun and fights like a child
then sarah told me her secrets
i snitched her on with her bestest friend
the eyes that were gazing on me
i thought she would kill me
and she could've
she left the room with hopes
and cried in the college bathroom
what i have done like
i guess i'm losing friends
everyone wants me to say bye
people laugh at me cause i'm too dumb
as i'm not as cool or rich as them
bold of you to assume that
i have friends
i later make plans that
i'll live alone as
my oldest friend cursed me
and now we talk back
i should've talked with her instead
not to create a mess
my bestie said you did a right thing
but i don't feel that
even if she was bad
she wasn't bad to me
even if she hated someone
she didn't hated me
now i tried something usual
people like me i tried
with same level of depression
only 1 i ever was talking to
but she was bad imagery
her name was in the dirt
she was in high energy
she didn't made me cried
but once said you should die
i didn't like the vibe
was it my fault
she was talking bad about 2 others
but didn't talked about me
still i left her with a note of sorry
oh boy she came back stronger and said
" you and your promises , i'm not for a vibe"
"you should've told me that our friendship was lie"
3 year or less i ed up
with nothing but regrets more
everyone left me
all they see my face
not talking to them
ignorance no assurance
i hate myself more now
can't blame on my anxeity
i was trying to find someone special
all i did was nothing
but crime in the name of friendship
Know Me
You only know me by what you see,
You are so distracted by my outer appearance that you cannot see me
We cannot believe what is seen by the naked eye to be true
We cannot afford to be deceived and fooled into thinking
Persecution leads to frustration, frustration caused by accusation
What will live in our hearts? Condemnation
We are more than curvaceous hips, luxurious lips, and beautiful bright eyes
Thick legs, long eye lashes and of course, those thighs
We are more than French nail tips, and high-heeled shoes
We are more than just hair, makeup, or weave
We are more than one can consume
We are women, a rare breed in deed
Carmel complexion, light skinned or dark
Cleaver, brilliant, vivacious women
Yes, we are actually smart
Associates degrees, bachelors, masters and more
We are business and homeowners owners and
We do collective bargaining on school boards
We are mothers, sisters, cousins and friends
Volunteers, prayer worriers and tend to act like your kin
We are aunts’ grandmothers and other mothers of those
Don’t have a mother? We stand in the gap for those
We are the connection that keeps the life of love in the hearts of everyone
We are global, spiritual, high-energy individuals, yet we are one
Did you know that everyone has an assignment?
We are a conglomerate of gifts and talents
We can be a source of powerful resource management
God has given us favor, integrity and grace
There’s no reason why we shouldn't be leading in excellence
Prosperity and blessings day to day
We are nurturers, caregivers, educators, and alike
Critical thinkers, pacemakers, trailblazers, we tend to be the light
We are no holds barred
We can do the unthinkable were unstoppable, the inevitable is possible
We are human, we are life, we breathe air, we are Christ like
We are not the weak or the lame
We are not designed to conform to societies games
You do not know me but only what you see
You are so distracted by my outer appearance that you cannot see me
Spoken warriors, with rhythm words as their sound swords/
A poetry slam where words and body language put the audience in a sweaty heap/
the spectrum of a creative sound off between spoken word poetry rappers and new time jazz hipsters
has the club bustin' to the rafters/ expressive improvised creative pace and volume on the spot word dance/
man, like a spontaneous mind flow composition
of rap talkin' men and women cookin' up a stream of a consciousness groove/ yeah/ like I feel mile high now/
iconic on-stage impulses of slant rhyme life spoken word poetry/ back-n-forth they go/ words in high gear/ pedal to the metal/ on race, racial slurs, sex, who's doin' who, drive Bys, and TV shows/
like words driving' at a hundred MPH/
becoming telephone poles wizin' by/
high voltage sparks fly when spoken word funk meets uptown nu jazz poetry/
African American poets along with Native American spoken word artists come together to duel it out in a Poetry slam/
it helps to feel the natural flow of high energy words in this performance poetry slam jam/
No reading from pages, just memory’s embrace/
save the date bro It's live with no rewind/
this slam is somethin' else man/
you be reelin' in the feelin' when this Poetry jam becomes a fusion of rhythm word speak on struggles, courage, dreams, love, hip hop rap, and using voice beat drum licks in between word spit speak/
a landscape of uninhibited words with body drum chest thumps/ yo, do you see and feel what i'm sayin'
the dynamic instrument of a voice workin the mic to the crowd with MCs shouting back at ya while you be poppin your performance skills on stage/
the interplay between the mind and free spirit WTF thoughts be burnin the house down/
who's gonna wear the slam crown?
they be back flipping' and word trippin' these slam poets/
trying to outdo each other in a face off/
word lyricism with scat rap concepts/
diggin' deep into emceeing the joint/
keepin' the flow and staying on the beat
Yo Bro Sound It Out/Tony Adamo
Yo bro, you got to sound it out/ let the spoken words roll/ let yourself go/your words are in and out of the rhythm track/ It’s the downbeat groove/ man, hit that word vibe hard you’re in the jazzo frame of mind/ word speak with high energy kickin’ it to the crowd/let your spirit upload/ I see you be diggin’ on that modern tempo, sync it up tight to punk jazz punchy/ bringing fire to your words that last all night/lo-fi horn breaks that make your spoken words come alive/ you be doin’ it to it on that hipster speak ride/ abstract thinking blows their minds/hey bro, take it to the edge/ neo-soul, hip hop, house, RnB, and jazz/ that’s your backing tracks for the complex word rap arrangements that smokes out the house/ are you hip to the soul train dance line with that vinyl 45-style sound/Don Cornelius was king in the programing of his dance show/ the funky rhythm and soul textured magic made the music sing out loud/ acid jazz lines push the drive in your words/ I feel the pulse, I dig the feel of the break beat delivery popin’ from your spoken wheel of feel/ You even rap speak to the radio along with the 50s and 60s soul music past/ man, you are the real deal/chilled out boppin’ hip hop, you spread your words like butter on toast/ funk music samples dance from the DJ backing you on stage, man he is the most/ beat chops kicks the words flying off the mic in a rage/ spoken word in between dusty breaks filled with jazzy baselines/ your downtempo feel in breakin’ it down/ man, your words have sex appeal/ you have the low riders cruising through time/ car hoppin’ and dancing to your spoken word rhyme/ brother this is your time/ let the world hear your shout/ hey bro, you gots to sound it out/let the triplets of jazz words you speak/ crash against the soul jazz horn section on top of the hip hop instrumental free beat/ Yeah/ now you be MCing/
The red in us is our fierce, tenacious high energy
Passion like a fire,
a real warmth to our personality
The green is the spring in our step
and our coolest composure under pressure
We are remarkable at holding it all together.
The yellow is our brightness, our endless ideas that shine
The blue is the natural flow of our imaginations,
those rivers and rivers of design
Our ideas flow deep into the night,
like the greatest depths of space
We are a walking, talking,
delicate dazzling human database.
The orange is our optimism,
and our authenticity.
Orange is also our emotional endurance,
during the tough times we go through.
Orange, is a big part of you.
The enthusiastic adventurer,
orange is the open-minded
risk-taking, sweet desire
of seeing and trying all new things.
Orange is the warmth in our wings.
The purple is the sublime superpowers we hold,
Purple is our strength,
mixed up with just a smidge of sarcasm
Purple is that mysterious side of our mind,
that a neurotypical might struggle a bit to find.
The black is the struggles we endure,
that we mask well and hide
But despite our darkest anxieties,
we remain to hold our arms out wide
Black is our protection of others,
Our friends,
Our mothers,
Our brothers.
What risk wouldn’t we take for one another?
It also represents our rocky rebellious stage
Hopefully, just hopefully, that was just a phase
Not thinking, possibly drinking.
We will always try, sometimes we’ll cry,
but we get back up, and we guide.
We definitely don’t divide
We are that rainbow,
glimmering through downpours of rain
So when you next feel pain, strain, or to blame
Remember how remarkable
And beautiful
it is to have your brain
This is the woman who repeatedly told us for over two years Joe was as sharp and active as ever, there is no crisis at the border, Joe’s record inflation was caused by Trump, the bungled Afghanistan withdrawal was all down to Trump, Covid spread was all yep Trump, high energy and gas prices all Trump, the Hunter laptop was Russian disinformation, that they did not support defunding the police, the Jan 6 Committee was an impartial bipartisan investigation, that the DOJ and FBI’s legal campaign against Trump was not politically motivated, and on and on it goes. She was the poster girl for the Biden Ministry of Lies.
Ain’t it funny watching all the liberal media and White House staff pretend like they were all duped by a senile old fool for three and a half years. With all their access to Biden and his aides they couldn’t see what any sane person could. That’s corruption on an unprecedented scale. There’s your threat to democracy, there’s your constitutional crisis. There are many here on the Soup who believed it was all a conspiracy theory. That’s next level spectacularly dumb!
This odious woman is the latest to release a book to monetise her complicity and guilt with more gaslighting. The only reason she was chosen as press secretary was because she ticked all the right boxes with DEI. She got to lie to us every day from her pulpit because Democrats value DEI and virtue signalling over ability and integrity. Thus being a black immigrant gay woman was her ticket to the top job. In the real world most of us have to earn our way. Not so in the fantasyland liberals live in. Get your heads out of your ar-se, America.
Can’t wait to see who the next lying bottom feeder is to write a book.
Spoken Word Poetry: Jazzed Up Afrobeat
Without jazz, Life would be a mistake— A symphony of silence, an empty canvas, where melodies fade and dreams escape/
But then, oh! We jazz it up, Afrobeats lifts me high, Where the saxophone sings, and women swing, And the rhythm finds its way/
Dancing through my veins, Like a heartbeat, An echo of Fela in the night Afrobeat sax, Jazz night ignites the stars, Riveting, absorbing, Sounds dope in my Mercedes ML350, Rolling through the city/
Every note a pulse, Every beat jumpin’ in Afro Town, More power to you/
Fela didn’t just bring Nigeria to the world— No, he got the world to Africa, Opening doors, Creating bridges, and Uniting souls across borders. Well, done, Sisters and brothers, this is real Afrobeat! /
A celebration, a revelation, Joy cascading like a waterfall, Happiness flowing, A soundtrack of life, An anthem for the bold. Omo ope, You always have money to give, Your name echoes in the rhythms/ Afrobeats— The modern genre, A fusion, a blend, African rhythms collide with global sounds, Hip-hop, dancehall, pop/
A vibrant tapestry of unity. Dominating today’s scene, It captures the high-energy vibe, The essence of African life, From hustle culture echoes, To nightlife’s embrace, We grind, we celebrate, In every track, every line, The spirit of resilience shines/
This is it! Feel the beat, let it lift you, without jazz, Life would be a mistake, But with Afrobeats, we find our rhythm, our joy, our place, In this beautiful blend, We are alive, We are whole, We are music whole -n whole