W.age A.ppointed R.esources

Warm breaths..followed by cold heartbeats on these harsh streets, where reality meets - every letter my pen leaks, and my sanity greets everyone of my great feats - I ever scribbled on a sheet, creating a physical receipt...for everything my eyes ever paid for,
I don't mind working I just wish I made a little more,
Picture a life where the working poor, are slaving to maintain a petty status & decor...of higher standards then the people living next door,
Call it what you'd like but to ME thats WAR,
Where I...am on the front lines being bombarded by late fees and fines, social constructs that intend to undermine...the light this darkness forced me to shine while this economy spirals in a rapid decline...because this financial system is an artificial shrine, designed to confine - you - in a state impossible to align...with the universal energy I encountered as divine,
The death of all financial institutions is what I call a new age revolution,...for all born on the wrong side of prostitution - getting fucked by thee almighty dollar,
Making a living off the crumb that broke the roach back,
Some make a living off a crumb called crack provided by the government as they profit off the resources we lack,
Somedays I wonder why my asthma attacks...then I remember there are people in shacks - without a radio,
NEVER ignore the ratio...of that haves and the have nots,
As the haves sail the seas at 30 knots on luxury yachts....the have nots begin to organize & plot, for the demise of OUR oppressors who enslaved US in a melting pot,
These are diverse plantations and that's a serious allegation...but...don't blame me blame the tense relations - between the midget consumer and giant corporation, look no further for an explanation,
The time to act is NOW fuck an invitation,
It's time to RISE high fuck a limitation,
Cementing my foundation fuck a fluctuation,
Becoming one of one with the earths rotations and conversing with the earths vibrations...but not like the ones that effected every Haitian - those were man made,
To keep thee enslaved and poor people afraid, and to show US that even during a disaster...somebody will get PAID!!!!

High Hopes

I proclaim this order is disorder as I trespass over each imaginary border,
In a land where you can barely drink the water...unless you'd like a dose Floride, plus you can't hide...it flows through your plumbing no matter where you reside,
That's why my civic pride died - on the day I was denied the simple right to decide,
Therefore...since my third eye opened I have yet to let it blink in a world whose inhabitants are to lazy to think,
I put two and two together and think outside of the box that once restrained me with physiological locks, that were tougher than escaping out of two Fort Knox,
Now I'm banging on the system - when most people are too afraid to knock, all in still they mock me cus I won't flock...to the next trend designed to raise a company's stock,
And even worse they criticize the moment you begin to rise,
Now I'm forced to improvise with high hopes to stay wise - while time flies, knowledge is being draped in a disguise and even worse..taught to mimic lies,
So my ears now decipher the cries but my eyes remain on the prize,
Which is less like a prize - more the way I want to live - but first I had to learn to GIVE a fuck again,
That last line might be the realest shit I've ever penned or typed out before I pressed send,
As I document this journey to not only ascend but universally transcend...
Pardon if my stubborn ways left you offended...after all that wasn't what I intended,
As far as life goes I've just begun to comprehend it - with high hopes - that my time on earth can somehow be extended!!

Love Crime

It hurts to be a part of relationship that's doomed from the very start, all because you fell in love with a broken heart that when pieced back together resembled fine art,
If only there was contraception for petty deception,
Torment and Bliss...I've outlined they're connection, then I realized that they were linked together by affection,
Whether never shown or over applied,
I remember when my hands would glaze and glide over her body as I dried every tear she ever cried,
With that said - when she asked me if I loved her...I lied!!,
The NO that I replied was created by a pride I had yet to push aside,
I've been down this lonely road so many times, luckily for me there's not a penitentiary for love crimes,
I'd be sitting on loves death row reaping for the seeds I never got a chance to sow, maybe because people rarely got a chance to ever know the persona I had to learn to rarely show,
Even so...I wonder how much I owe for quid pro being my status quo,
In all reality a snakes skin sheds slow...oh!...to me be the woe!!

VENTING!!!

(Exhale) I'm working re tail and trying pre vail,
So..certain goals vanished others just went stale,
Overdue bills in the mail, begging to overwhelming and derail a mentality that is NOT frail - despite traveling down the life trail at the pace of a small snail,
But...like the tortoise gaining ground on the hare,...I progress,
(Harsh fact) first I must address the issues that I came across when I chose to assess, these thoughts my mind would tend express...while in a state of solitude,
(Perhaps) in order to feel renewed - I gotta learn to exclude how I see myself from the manor that I'm viewed,
(Basically) I don't mean to be lewd, but fuck the worlds opinions and all lies spewed,
Marinating in deception...we've all been stewed - with underpaying jobs and processed food,
(Zombies) ask me why I chose to have a barcode tattooed, I reply "Because your subdued!",
Here's a jewel for you - GET YOUR EYES UNGLUED,...from from the tv screen before you reek of a movie scene that we've all seen,
We all know the endings...no need to state them,...
I'll never fit the mold of a lead actor and maybe that was the underlining factor...to why I once became a subservient detractor,
Tell me who the fuck knows?!?!,
If you ever find them ask them why the wind blows,...and see if they can answer that!!

Epiphany

Drunk Emotion Sober Intent

Intoxicated with desires...YET...Sober in satisfaction - so certain days I look at life as a distraction,
Wanted dead or alive by every law of attraction,
A fugitive of love who started to lose traction,
On what little HUEman interaction that remained, and those only survived because they were maintained,...better yet chained to a heart that was once restrained and borderline drained,
Leaking....I stained - every shirt I ever wore, because I wear my heart on my sleeve...even after it tore,
I felt like an eagle who couldn't soar, or a lion who couldn't roar,
A pioneer with nothing new to explore,
Perhaps that can account for the civil war - between my heart and mind,...both for years have refused to align,
Luckily for me this war is benign,
It's outcome will help refine and define me,
Until then...you'll know where to find me!!

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Recycled Love

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From There To Here

I slipped once and fell..it was hard to get up,
I mean I fucked up in life an it was hard to look up,
I was down on my luck...the crazy part was I kinda didn't give a fuck,
I let depression run amuck...over me,
Which felt like depression ran a truck over me,
I thought i died but I was still alive bleeding pride,
Thinking - when did I decide to divide...the attention I applied and the reason it's supplied,
But my inner workings provide, a place for inner faults to hide...which on any day can coincide,
With the sanctuary..where my inner self resides,
On those days I learn the most from mySELF,
On those days I analyze the distance of my growth,
On those days I'm reminded of the oath...the promises and the pledges,
The narrowness of the ledges and the sharpness of the edges,
So I just can't fall...even though I might look down, because I'll still be a king - with or without a crown,
I'll still be a god without a gown or a cross,
I'll still be a winner...even when I've lost,
I've learn to stay warm while living amongst the frost...thats known as society,
I've come such a long way...to the point where words can't even begin to express what I'd like to say,
There just isn't enough time in one day...let alone a lifetime,
I mean we all come and go...so,
I've learned to value the people I've chosen to get to know,
In hopes that I can show...my inner circle how a HUEman can grow,
But not in stature or the physical, 
I'm speaking metaphysical..of the variety that offers spiritual residuals!!

Recycled Love

I'm with you nightly in my dreams as I redeem..the love the I live with while awake,
It's the irony of love when it makes your heart ache,
When the same love you create is what forces your heart to break,
My love was an ocean now it's looking like a lake,
By next year it will be a pond...in a few years a puddle...due to the decisions I'm making and risk I'm not taking, the promises I'm breaking and the hope I've been forsaking,
My soul is aching and my hands are shaking...as I write this - I reminisce on every single kiss that brought bliss...to the overwhelming despair that my heart wore,
When my heart tore vacancy became it's new decor,
The simple act of smiling became a forced chore,
Like being stranded on a beach with an endless shore...and I don't know how to swim,
So all my answers have to come from within,
I let my heart guide me to a certain degree,
It's like wearing your heart on a long sleeve...in a short sleeved world....get it?!?,
If not forget it...that metaphor is to deep for me to explain,
I'm just waiting for the love that I have yet to attain,
In reality I have but it came it went,
All I have left is her scent...trapped in my mental rolodex,
All that lingers are the after effects, the aspects of meaningless sex,
That we as HUEmans choose to neglect,
Which eventually subjects...one to feeling like an object,
I used to want a girl now I need a woman,
Just a woman that's super not a superwoman!!

LOVE and HATE

Stuck at the fork in the road when suddenly it begins to corrode,
By an ocean of emotion that began to overflow,
My heart felt the pain that for years it refused to show,
Because it saw the love below...but lived with the hate above,
In a place where even the haters love, convinced me that HATE is LOVE...one in the same,
Only words,
Only verbs,
What was love before it was a word?,
The same thing a bird was before it was a bird...A BIRD!!
These words (LOVE and HATE) are thrown around loosely...they float around like a loose leaf,
In order to inflict grief or offer relief,
SOMETIMES BOTH!!,
At times I find it difficult to...differentiate between the two...which intern means I've overused them too!!,
We value..the word LOVE more than the act of it,
The word HATE is feared more than the distain it begets,
We live in a world where a "word" (HATE) is perceived as a threat,
A society where a "word" (LOVE) is a tangible object that fades...like Magic Johnson's AID's,
But this is no laughing matter..in fact it quiet the latter, the thin line between LOVE and HATE is doomed to shatter,
The day will come when you HATE what you LOVE and LOVE what you HATE....at this sinister rate!!,
Which is all teaching me that LOVE and HATE are more then HUEman concepts...well maybe not HATE (that there was made by man).
But L.O.V.E....LOVE is everything and nothing,
LOVE encompasses all...from the innocent smile of a child to mother natures cool breeze on a warm day!!
LOVE IS THE FOUNDATION OF EVOLUTION...and only LOVE can overcome HATE,
Unless you allow them both to marinate...in the same waters,
And if you do...please refer back to the aforementioned "thin line between LOVE and HATE doomed to shatter!!"

"My Ascent Pt.1"

(NOW)
I see visions and hear sounds,
I'm leaps and bounds heaps and mounds..in distance..separating me from all the clowns wearing crowns,
Some made of precious stone the rest made of thorns,
I started carving my throne the very second I was born,
Picture me yielding for defeat - when my mission is nearly complete,
Why conceit turn around and retreat,
When I know I can unseat,
Those who sit miles high on their pedestal,
I mean I'm so incredible..them barely credible,
ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE..everyone is edible,

(THEN)
So I trained and every second that went by - I - became more intelligent and benevolent..soon after my third eye became prevalent,
Born out of my mind but soon discovered where it went,
The TRUTH began spoil I simply followed the scent,
I learned before my rise I had to conquer my descent,
I rebelled against the norms and they called it dissent,
I questioned the percent..of actions that mimmic intent,
Time after time I was told to repent,
To the point where I had no choice to but to vent,
Completing phase one of my ascent....(to be continued)

I Am He

I am HE,
Who chose to heist the peace of mind my love said will suffice,
They say I will entice you to fall from a holy grace,
I say you can't fall when you hail from outer space,
I live amongst a sub division of the HUEman race,
In any case...I still call this place...my temporary home,
Am I really alive or is this the flesh of a clone,
Breeding in thee only manor shown...

The Frustration

If beauty really resides inside the eye of the beholder,
Then regret must be the pointer finger of the scolder,
Those were just two epiphanies as I learn to grow older,
This desire in my heart burns like a fire left to smolder,
Even on those nights that were colder - than an arctic breeze,
All the future ever does is freeze...just to see tomorrow I need me a set of skis,
Allergic to the prostitution...pardon if I sneeze,
Chronic asthmatic listen close to hear me wheeze,
I use to breathe with ease back when there were many trees,
Adoptees of the mother nature we failed to appease,
I know she hears the pleas and can feel the desperation,
She feels discomfort from her forced vibrations,
Now when the earth quakes -I ponder- was it the careful calculation of a government creation that just caused this devastation?,
Hidden agendas regulating information,
Ulterior motives masquerade as legislation,
Global terrorism I.E. depopulation,
Economic stimulation -sponsored by- world banking centralization,
The media manipulation of a warriors castration...ahhhhh such frustration!!

Thats Me

Conditioned thoughts since my conception,
With Infiltrated dreams best described as inception,
Mind fucked raw no contraception,
Altering the visualization of my perception,
In hopes that I'll give deception a warm reception...BUT NOT I,
I've grown into something like the exception...to the rule,
A person who'll...QUESTION ALL,
Who learned to question the RISE as well as the FALL,
Who can tell the difference between an imperfection and a flaw,
Who knows the value in a crawl over the stall...THATS ME!!

Special Shout Out And Thanks

Yeah so basically this post is a special shout out / thank you to my brother from another mother and my sister from a different mister : Eddie and Tash.
Most of these blog updates come via their computer and internet access (me being the starving artist that I am) haha.
I love ya and without ya a lot of what I do / have been able to do (with my art) wouldn't be possible. .
I sincerely appreciate you putting up with me and my abnormalities (haha).
Peace Love and Enligtenment from your brother Rik!!

When I Wrote

When I wrote - I would grip the pen so tight it would leave a scar,
Now I metaphorically spar - with 26 keys and a spacebar,
Metaphysically raising the bar - higher than the morning star,
Higher than Jimi when he kissed the guitar,
I transform when I twist the herb inside a cigar,
Into a person thats best described as a czar - it's so bizarre especially when viewed from afar,
I can't explain it - shit I'm just learning to maintain it rather than sustain it,
Life is a canvas - PAINT..don't stain it,
Success is just a state if mind - I gotta ascertain it,
It's up to you to preordain it!!
Me mySELF I named it - then made affirmations to relieve the self imposed complications!!

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Pardon my eyes but I just witnessed a dark light,
A rare occurrence in humanity like a bright night,
The inspiration inspired by the desperation,
The comfort in spite of the humiliation,
The aftermath of the glory..combating with the degradation,
Am I the product of a higher powers creation?,
Or a prophet here to relay sin..via my relation-to my location..since birth!!

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I wake up daily in an alternate dimension,
A slightly higher plane where I can alter the connection,
Between the universe and I,
So may the galaxy forbid that I forget to mention,
How gravity became the hinderance to my ascension,
Which lead to the unwarranted apprehension - of a divinity left standing at attention,
A stones throw beyond the HUEman comprehension,
Dwelling in a recollection of a my collection...of thought,
Distraught - by all the times I froze and never fought...back,
My heart has turned into a safe you'll never crack,
My mind is now a hard drive you'll never learn to hack,
For memories that refuse to cut me any slack,
And the reciprocated love that my heart seems to lack,
The pain on the days it chooses to attack...every bit of opinionated fact,
There once was a day where I was sidetracked...by reality smacks -- fuck checks,
Where I ignored the fact that it takes pitch black...to appreciate the enlightenment,
How could I feel content reproducing the pent up rage that bares a scent - of dollars and cents?!?

The Real Amerikkka

Allow me to introduce you to amerikkka and what she pleads,
A persona as dark as the oil she bleeds,
As volatile as the terrorism she breeds,
As toxic like the food that she force feeds,
Lost are the children that she misleads,
Progression is the outcome that she impedes,
Citizens of the world please take heed --
ONLY VISIT HER WHEN YOUR MIND HAS BEEN FREED!!
Or fall victim to her and her limitless greed,
Consuming more than you actually need,
It took me 20 plus years to secede,
Path so narrow - I questioned would I succeed,
I even questioned should I proceed,
Some nights - I looked to sky for the truth indeed - wishing on a star shooting at light speed,
That's when my minds free will began to supersede- the freedoms amerikkka claims she exceeds,
Is she America the beautiful -OR- Amerikkka the bitch?!,
Land of the free -OR- land for the rich?!,
Was this reality's design -OR- an unforeseen glitch..in the matrix?!,
Built by the slaves consumed by the masters,
I wonder -- how natural are natural disasters...now a days where political crime pays,
For a genocide that plans to slay,
An entire generation that walks this way,
Phase 1: was to ensure the jobs underpay,
Phase 2: finance education through Fannie Mae,
Phase 3: slowly take your rights away,
Phase 4: convince morality to decay,
Phase 5: convince the predator it's prey,
Phase 6: legally force the rebels to obey,
Phase 7: get the president to say "Everything is okay!!",
The points been boiled the lands been soiled -- pipelines..filled to the brim with oil,
Americans act so spoiled..with fragile ideologies thinner than tin foil,
All of a sudden everybody cares about a royal...wedding,
All the while global apathy is spreading,
Up next - the government says - Osama Bin Laden is dead,
They claimed justice served for shooting him in the head,
It's a sham - Obama needed his street cred...it, photoshop ed...it,
Egos stroked and petted,
The hoax will convince you..if you let it,
Unearth the lies that have been embedded,
In other words..remembering to forget it,
Pokerface when the truths been betted,
If these are my last words -- PLEASE TELL THE WORLD I SAID IT!,
Amerikkka is not who she seems to be,
Her are angelic voices to you..are screams to me,
Welcome to the sovereignty where the majority live under a line called poverty,
A nation of mutes..our voices NEVER heard,
Only the sounds of the herd...stampeding,
A nations whose heart is bleeding,
A nation whose citizens won't admit - that the current standard of living isn't fit - to product benefit - for the masses,
Merging social classes in the blink of two eyelashes,
I'm prepared for the clashes...are YOU?!

Origins Of MY BEARD

War Of The Classes

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Love Phases

-I think-
That I love her and I may just have to tell her,
-Although-
She might eventually leave and I may have to let her,
-But then-
Comes the heartache where I wish I never met her,
-Over time-
Those memories fade as I begin to forget her,
-Sadly-
If the day arrives where it is I choosing to leave you,
Then before I do I'll be sure to tear my heart into two,
Leaving the other half with you,
-The calm-
Of you laying besides me,
-The bliss-
In your voice when you whisper "enter inside me",
-The soothing-
Of your touch when your hands grazed my face is how I define amazing grace
-The thirst-
That can only be quenched by a taste of your bodies juices produced below the waist,
-The desire-
That rages like a forest fire,
-The misery-
That only cares for your company,
-My nightmares-
Where your happy without me,
-The regret-
It was up to me the end it,
-Quality time-
It was I neglecting to spend it,
-The single life-
It was I who chose to befriend it,
-My heart-
Was at stake my first reaction..defend it!!

Empowered

I feel Empowered when I grab a pen it's almost like the GOD within, becomes one with my muscles-mind and even skin,
Reenacting thee original sin while baring a slight grin!!
To my chagrin my mental is on point like a sharks fin--so please never question where my minds been,
Or get heavy when my patience wears thin,
You're liable to feel the wrath even if I call you kin!!
Because I'm exhausted from being called a heathen...not to mention loved ones questioning what I believe in,
Somedays that's the reason I commit social treason and embrace my solitude with whom I never feud,
My exterior is just so overwhelmed by the negative views....due to the manor I choose..to live my life!!

Speaking Days

Yesterday-Why asked Why and got Because as a reply,
Then today-Who asked Who and got What in return plus two,
So tomorrow-When will ask When if it can ask Forever to start over again!!

My hearts freezing like the middle of december, learning to forget what's impossible to remember, my love is anorexic-emotionally slender, my karma is flat broke-my ego WAS a big spender,
I WAS MY VERY OWN #1 CONTENDER moonlighting as a top notch pretender-of who I really am!!

Truth Be Told (not finished)

Living through ultra dramatic-ever constant erratic-semi automatic-new era post traumatic- SLAVE SYNDROME!!,
Because breathing is fundamental BUT learning is instrumental, so I thrive whenever I grab a pencil, somehow I've managed to use my life as a stencil, welcome the tip of the iceberg I call my mental, never for sale,lease or rental!!,
Now everything I see,hear and feel is translated by thought, then molecularly transmitted into a secure vault,...truth be told those protons and neutrons are now memories, the ones I choose to cherish are heavily guarded from my satisfactions enemies,

Actuality (rough draft/not finished)

Investing my time to escape this monetary livin, accumulating every drop of NOTHING that was given,...it's abundance unfortunately forces folks to GIVE IN!!,
Battling the likes of a mass appeal that starves a homeless man of every meal,
Now the reality I once saw as ideal is so surreal that it started to reveal...it's true identity to me...which was such an obscenity to see,
It made me cry to myself and whispered that this couldn't be,
A reality-that just isn't real to me...alone,

The Beast

A modern runaway slave jogging to save- those alive lying still in their grave before the government can pave...never ending roads over them!!,
I remember when FREEDOM was just a word to me-SO-when told I was in bondage-it would sound so absurd to me,
Oh how I've come a long way BUT not at my destination, TRANSLATION: my souls current decor is based on my reputation,
And it's troublesome--like the aftermath of bubble gum...being stepped on,
We are-Kings and Queens that remain slept on...BUT...so far from a bed,
As blind verdicts are handed down by a judge dread,
To the universal victim of the one sided system,...that has yet to be defeated,
Because while FEW starve the system MOST are working hard to feed it,....and it's becoming obese,
The schools are buffets-the prisons are a feast,
To this towering beast...your healthcare is just a snack,
Then it dissolves freedom in it's mouth like a tasty tic-tac!!

Aftermath

Begging for understanding-despite it's outcome being so demanding...that it usually results in expanding an irrational misunderstanding,
If left to it's vices it can lead to disbanding...a once lovely relationship,
The hurtful aftermath of two people that weren't equip...for an all expenses paid round way guilt trip!!

Magesty

Searching for the your majesty amongst my travesty has lead to me, to stare at what I once refused to see,
If only I could flee what I could never learned to be, then maybe we, can finally divide our happiness equally,
ME-I need that so dearly and YOU-I just need YOU near me,
Who I've grown to be is BEAUTIFUL please don't fear me, if the world goes deaf I need YOU to hear me, even with no hands I know YOU feel me, when my soul is sick YOUR love can heal me, when naked YOUR presence conceals me,
When I feel jaded YOU manage to soothe me, even when I'm hated YOU manage to prove to me-that destiny is to free-the mind of the person walking besides me,
I'm Neo in the matrix BUT stuck in REALITY-so that leaves me besides me because the world simply refuses to see-my natural born ability that rivals national stability-which helped rebuild my once destroyed emotional facility due in part to my vulnerability, that intern forced the activation of my 3rd eye's visibility,
Thus far I've shown humility despite my invincibility, so I beg of thee not to test me-only to show futility for challenging me or my mind's tranquility!!

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Over the years I've shown the world so many faces due in part to all I've seen on a daily basis,
Everything from crack sales to chemtrails,
And it all takes place on the rugged tar skin of mother earth,
Which leads me to question how much is a human life worth? And does it's stock rise from conception to birth?
I feel the pain around the globe-BUT-like Tony Atlas i hold MY OWN-weight, as if carrying my clone,
I metaphysically let my mind roam,
Thats why E.T. called me when he phoned home, mentally at anytime I'm anywhere...I'm writing this in Rome!!

Darkest Night

Welcome to the darkest night you've ever seen,
I'm talking dark without a single light or beam let alone a gleam...of hope from here on any daily horoscope,
NOW...If that's not the realest shit I ever wrote-THEN-it's quiet possibly the realest shit I ever spoke...into existence, with petty persistence-why continue to pled the fifth and ignore my gift?, if the universe was my witness on the night that I begged of mother earths forgiveness,
And in return was granted mental serenity,-BUT...it was only temporary as desperation soon became legendary, goals encaged like a pet canary, vision was getting weary while taking notes I felt like failures secretary,-SO indeed-i just might be standing still at the speed of light, with no horizon in sight and a match for a guided light, desperately shielding it from the mighty winds mite...when she decides to blow, which reminds me of amerikkka and every she owes, same shit different day the story never gets old, modern day lady justice her shoulder so cold, no need for translation when the truth is being told, I'm searching for the bargains where the truth is being sold, reading in between the lines even the ones written in bold...ink,
As I train my 3rd eye to never blink while fine tuning my balance cus I'm standing on the brink of the maximum amount that human mind can think, while staring at the mirror that towers over the sink,
I sink into my own thoughts,
I shine the mirror at my eyes heart and soul,
And analyze the reflection like a metaphysical inspection....of my progress!!