Imaginations Vs Reality

When I imagine,  I see blessings from heaven.
In my reality I witness hell with mass destruction.

When I imagine, I see the beauty of dreams.
In my reality, I feel pressure around  me.

When I imagine, I see smiles and hear laughter.
In my reality, I see lighting and hear thunder.

When I imagine, the pain is rain, and protection is the umbrella.
In my reality, the fortune and fame makes my mind wanders because I’m poor like a farmer experiencing a famine.

When I imagine, I’m surrounded by angels, have no concerns whatsoever
In my reality, everyday I am conquered by a new  demon.

In my imagination, I see the outside appearance of Lucifer.
In my reality, I know I’m ugly because the inside
of my heart  is evil like Satan.

In my imagination,  my heart is enclosed with love
In my reality my heart is enclosed with lust
while I pray to the spirit above.

In my imagination, my mind is a bird that  flies to every destination
In my reality, I’m a bear stuck in a trap and my mind is a car stuck in traffic because of an accident.

In my imagination, I feel like I can accomplish everything
In my reality, I feel like a disappointment because I accomplished nothing

My Life

Alot on my mind

Alot to say

Alot of time

to think all day.

I woke up today

felt nervous.

1000 thoughts

on my mind

every single time.

Head is more crowded

than a prison.

My head is a cellblock

and each thought

is a cell.

So narrow, no room

to breathe.

Annoys me like

a kid with a stick

poking me.

Is it misery

As I think suddenly

about the pain

that causes me

an affliction so deep

My faith drowns in

a pool of hate.

Imagine waking up

thinking your car can break

down any moment.

Imagine waking up 5am

on purpose to leave the house

to avoid seeing your parent

Imagine waking up loving

your girlfriend

but regret a relationship

for not having money

in your pocket.

Imagine working 2 jobs

with no days off

and still barely making it.

Imagine waking up

almost damn near 30

and still not independent

compared to your siblings.

Imagine waking up

and addicted to masterbating

because you fear

that you might be lacking

in the sex department

Imagine waking up feeling

disappointed

because you tired of seeing

the same faces.

Imagine waking up

realizing that it’s going

to be a long night of studying

Imagine waking up tired

but can’t take off because

of being broke

and have to make

room in your head to make

plans for your girlfriend.

Imagine waking up

upset with yourself

because you can’t

afford therapy sessions

because insurance

doesn’t cover it.

My body is a rope

and my thoughts

are playing tug of war

with my body.

Peace I get hardily any.

Unforribidden remedies

I seek close distance

but can’t touch.

I realized this in my sleep

when last night I dreamed

I met the former president

“Barack Obama”.

I was at buffalo wild wings

with my sister,

eating wings.

I just happen to look next

to me.

I saw him sitting right next

to me in a booth

with a blue tie matching

his dark blue suit

and black alligator shoes.

He was eating with his

wife “Michelle”.

Barack had a cheeseburger

on his plate.

Then I looked at his face.

I was astonished because

like why would the most famous

black man be a local

buffalo wild wings.

So I’m staring at him

then he stares back at me.

He extends his hands

and says

“I’m Barack and you are?”

When he said that I was beyond

shocked.

I almost fainted.

I got on my knees

and met eye level with his legs

and hugged it.

Now I don’t exactly remember what happened

next but

Barack did tell me

he was preparing for a speech.

I had a million questions to ask him

but my main question to him was

“In 2008 when you won the election,

Was you nervous, did you have doubts

that you wasn’t going to be a good president?”

I never got an answer because I woke up

from my dream.

The example of my dream is my real life.

When I feel like I get closer to accomplishing something,

my doubts consumes me realizing life is harder

than I imagine

and rejection is more common than accomplishments

Is Life More Than We Can Bare?

Laziness

Very contagious

but can’t help it.

Giving me a headache

while struggling to get out the bed

this morning.

Need to be studying

but yet get easily distracted.

2 jobs during the week

plus landscaping on the weekends.

I be so exhausted when the week ends.

The older I get

the more my patience get weaken.

Pressure made me nervous

to the point I feel like living is overrated.

Life is not what it seems

when it’s difficult to accomplish dreams.

Dreams is a star in the sky

that I will never reach.

I tried to concentrate when teachers teach

but success to me is beyond my reach.

Is it because my patience

is too short that’s why I can’t reach?

When I climb the ladder

I am still looking down

Is this why I fell to the ground?

Since I’m on the ground

Should I fight to get back up or just go to sleep

and live inside my dreams

and enjoy like watching a Disney movie

enjoying the fantasy.

So much things I want to accomplish

but so much time and effort

to be put in

I am only human

Is living in the world

beyond the human comprehension?

Beyond our level?

Living in this world

is like putting a first grader

in a fourth grade class

and expect him to have

a fourth grade reading level.

Is this why he struggle.

We are handle situations

too difficult and in life

we are tested then

learn the lesson later and I keep failing

falling harder.

Do you see why I’m so bitter?

Life is my enemy

that I want to conquer

but I have a war in my mind

I’m having a 2 front war.

Twice the energy wasted

which result me in having headaches.

Struggling to keep up

like a short man dancing wit a taller girl

Devil’s Politics

Devils politics

Technology and musical instruments

Artist perform and articulate lyrics

that help build their image

but destroy human population.

Women became thots and bitches

Symbolized as sex images

Sexual conduct is promoted

and girls are idolizing

the artists and videos

on television

and becoming sex objects

A bad bitch, a gangsta bitch

a baby momma and a diva.

We glorify these sexual personas

Gain friends and popularity

through the use of weed smoking.

That loud, that reffer, that purple haze,

orange kush

Different slang name, but it all does the same

damage in the brain.

Cells leaking out the head like semen

which leading women to abortion clinics,

children being neglected and a growth of single parents.

Husband and Wife is conservative

Baby momma and Baby daddy is the alternative

and over the years it became repetitive.

Shit sometimes a life is created out of a situationship

since marriage is damn near facing extinction.

Marriage is the bald eagle

Situationship is the pigeon that shit on relationships like car windows.

Peak inside the window at a isolated area

and you’ll see weed smoke and foggy windows.

Foggy windows could be viewed on porn sites.

The site that turns making love into a foreign concept.

Regular intercourse we overrate for focusing only on the body

instead of the intimacy.

The bonding hormone released at orgasm is released during masturbation ,when no one is present

so the bonding hormone we was all blessed with, stop having it’s effect.

Now privacy and safety is at risk and exposed to children

for falling victims to sexual offenders

and a quarter of teenagers been bullied through the internet or texting

and a select few have participated in sexting.

Devils strategy is to create a false sense of reality.

Schemed demonology mislead the population strategically.

Evil rarely detectable, its defined as a malicious tactic in stealth mode like a fighter plane.

Devils is the president that’s winning

every election

and fallen angles are the corrupted politicans in the house of Congress

utilizing musical instruments and technology.

Comment below if you can think of ways how music and technology affect society?

Gossip Is Destructive

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Gossip is a cancer that spreads like chicken pox.

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Like a fever it burns, nasty like filthy socks.

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Fills the air like a penis inside a woman’s tight vagina
and it spreads wider and wider 
like a forest fire.

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Without a knock on the door, it comes uninvited.
Not at all shy, disrupts quietness like a riot.

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Boisterous  as the crowd on TimeSquare on New Years Eve.

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It get passed around like the blame and guilt 
towards Eve.

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Slither like a serpent searching for a servant

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to work like a  slave in ancient Egypt building pyramids.

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Gossip starts off in hiding places like bushes that protects caterpillars.

 

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But the disguise comes to light and flies around freely like butterflies 

 

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Exposing itself to the public to kill a person’s image slowly like HIV.

 

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It sneaks and form conspiracies 
like Julius Cesar’s advisory.

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Brute is(Brutus) the force to conquer the weak and gullible to complete it’s mission. 
Gossip  is a tool that distracts a person from responsibilities and attracts a fool to somebody else’s business.

 

Are We Considered Normal If We Don’t Fear Anything?

What we can’t predict, we fear.
We fear what we can or cannot hear.
We thank God when the fear in us
is no longer here.
When I say ‘here‘ I’m talking about the heart.
How does a fear start?
Most know the answer to this; its simple.
When a past situation made the experience difficult
to the point its stuck in your head
and now that particular thought
makes your mind fearful
and the hands shake, legs quickly trembles. Like a fist to the temple, feels like death,
or something trivial like a pimple on a dimple.
The steps are sequential, when fear has potential
to store negative energy in your mind and body.
Fear is typical, slightly increasing like hourly wage when working for night differential.
But what if you fear nobody or nothing?
Ready for today; the minute death decides to take visit,
entering the building through the back entrance.
Attacks when you are unprepared, silent
or talking in the middle of a sentence.
But some choose to face the back entrance
and embrace it.
Is it karma or is it just the apple from the tree of good and knowledge,
disguised as a spirit?
No matter what, I face it as if I’m staring at my reflection.
I’m fearless.
I live on earth and fear nothing in it.
I ready to accept death and harm.
I’m in the moon position,
looking at earth most fearful challenges,
preparing myself to face it.
Some say I behave erratically,
but I’m doing exactly
what the bible tells me.
He will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.
I memorized this verse from the book of Deuteronomy.
But some say I behave erratically
for miscalculating risks constantly.
Fear is an emotion and some say I’m avoiding,
but I tried hard for years to fear something
but the one thing I feared for years
have been disregarded through my apathetic mind.
Does my apathy affect my daily living?
Is Having to overcome my fears made me apathetic?
The one thing I once feared is omnipotent,
but yet I belive I am a dedicated Christian.
I can bare any punishment
for consequences of actions I committed
without thinking.
The laws in the bible make consequences predictable
and we fear what’s not predictable.
Besides God, I have never feared anything.
The news articles and crime reports are oblivious;even the crimes against women and kids that are committed.
Life in prison, a STD that’s life threatening, it don’t matter, I fear nothing.
Some say I behave erratically, but I’m following the bible precisely.
So the verse in Deuteronomy, is it contradicting
or am I the hands and use the scriptures as yarn to twist and turn
to manipulate you into thinking I am not afraid
when In reality, I fear everything around me?

I Have Proof

You dissed me

but yet behind closed doors

you tried to fuck me.

From you saying

“Fuck you”

to now trying to fuck me.

I am galvanized

but then again Am I?

Like Jesus heel to the serpent

I will sabotage your pride,

exposing nudes to random dudes

and I have the proof