An Interlude of Anger
Yours. Truly. | Wednesday, May 18, 2016 -- 10:47 PM EDT
The lyrics or poem i wrote inspired by the song "Furious Anger" by Big L.
And you will know
hey long body my valentine, waxing my wanning heart with gallon o turpentine spirit of god get into me, stuck on an island, part these raging seas, cus there aint no sunshine for a monster like me when you leave
the only thing I think about is how long its been since I felt the fire inside, in and out, missing your al; consuming tide, cus its the eb and flow and and all I seem to want to know if there is a bottom and how low I can go.
This aint no ludicrous rhyme, broken english like its a crime. So take a seat, cus your missing a beat, cant hear this veracious, vigor bouncing around like tiger. “are his similes weak?” These aren't the questions you seek. Let me tell you a story about right and wrong, and I aint' talkin about the size of ya schlong.
So slow it down and think is this this what was meant for me? Is this a program? Am I flushing my wedding ring down the kitchen sink? Get a hold of yourself mr Urkle.. let's talk about squaring the circle, can't you see the prince wrapped in purple?...
“back again? Where's he been, in this world of sin?”... this cats got more than 9 lives and not just citing the bible to sound wise. I worship the lord spirit, and I know he can hear it.
Thats why, bodies been actin goofy cus to you i'm just a scene in movie. “crazy as a bat?”, if your gonna act like Stefan maybe ask “did I do that?” Bang, Bang. your dead, not cus you pumped full of lead, thats the sound of the thunda, heaven's among ya...
its cus your spiritually slacking and your worried bout packing... but I got you exposed, here to present your betrothed.... its the skin that you wrapped in, minus the “k,” the serpent I'm here to slay...
not annunaki, mistook one too many shrooms for shitaki, your style is sloppy.... not talking bout the clothes that you wear or the part in your hair... but your heart insincere...
let me take you to life, where there ain’t no more strife.. Your barking up the wrong tree, name must be adam or eve....
(------1 those who attempt to poison and destroy------)
knowledge for knowledge sake, don’t make that mistake, commiserate... delve into your thoughts, the food you been eatin giving you clots... infinite void been settin the pace... bridge the gap, have a little faith, life's not a race....
accept there's things you cant ever understand, return to the promised land, remember “a house divided cannot stand”? ….the only choice we make... is to think that we have one.. trying to separate heaven from this bread I leaven...
grow... accept there's things I cant explain but still able to know... Messiah complex? Go back to thinking this song's bout sex, cus your correct. ..Jedi mind tricks been fucking you, intuit been ducking you. Mental kung fu been cutting you...
down a size, a last attempt to open your third eye, lets try.... cus in the land of the blind he who seeks will find. The world has enough clark kents to know that hubris aint spent.
So Before things get nasty and your mind starts to tax thee, ask... affirmative action or a business transaction? Are these thoughts my own or am I just a cog in a drone... bombing afghany kids, while you grab some new fitteds at lids.
Because why? “That ain't me?” Oh I see, ignore reality... its convenient, but lets see if you'll still be acting all lenient..... when its your ass whose's grass, we'll see if you'll be giv'n a pass and still going to sunday's mass..
Climate change and space?! How bout a little fucking grace?! Im fucking starving here! And your weekend quandary is “which beer?” … “These things are intrinsically connected,” more than you know so lets dissect it....
quantum entanglement.... karmic threads... i'm seeing a pattern here, and you were just talking bout making religion disappear... talk about fixing the world, you cant even face whats right in front of ya... quick, blame it on the english settlers...
settle down slim, with that same ol song and dance tryin to fix the world, while you still stuck in a trance. restoring balance …. with my lyrical prowess and the finesse of a daoist...
foundation is sound, seed fell on a good ground and now i'm making the rounds, telling of the treasure i've found.... so don't start “nothing's absolute” trying to sound all estute... these words you dilute, yet the point is mute...
.cus truth's in abundance, no need to have had a trust fund once … cus there's enough for all of us, but go on if you must... keep trying to control it all, cus of your vitriol... for your heavenly father, you'd rather worship a monster...
put up a trespassing sign, and claim “its mine”... trying to charge for what was freely given, see how I'm living.... be careful of what you wish, don't be followin Will o' the Wisps... architect of your own demise, truth never dies... quit believing your own lies....
still missing the point, let these words anoint... I battle spiritual wickedness in high places that your cranial's laced with.... its why I tell 'em when they fucking with the cerebellum...
so go on with your wicked ways if you must,... want yours? ill take mine. return you to dust. your lust.... the burnt crust on an apple pie, leave you to die where you lie cus you glorified “I”...
and not in the numeral sense: the one, the son, the one who was and is to come.... the alpha and omega, ursa minor and major,.... built up great temples, ate too much lentils and made a turd of the word
Hesperus is phosphorescent, milky way no longer transcendent... seven star sword to sever the chord that's pulling your strings. I promise it wont sting..
and furious anger those who attempt to poison (2)
the rules haven't changed give your ancestors some credit, think you're on top of the world? dead men have said it........ “Steal from the rich, give to the poor” heard it before.... you can keep your money, and I ain't workin for you no more...
start to tax the stream... another pyramid scheme.. arrest Bernie madoff... like a bunny. tell me its a trade off... with my money... oh my...try to convince me your working for me, well i'm here to tell a different story...
telling tales with the wails from the caverns of kublah khan, meaning I splice not from literary devices that I shit upon... with this epic in prose.. or a comedic tragedy I suppose, who knows?
Of the commons? The lies ill get back to bombing. try to take me down the road to hell while you feign your good intentions... but there's no words you can spell to mesmerize me into detention... no lobbyist to make the law start bending... aspersions cast I'm rescinding...
call me a savage, uncivilized, even a heathen... tell em I sacrifice children while you fucking a demon... label me a criminal, cus I won't be an accomplice... these words are seminal, tuck em away and let em grow and give birth to a later bliss...
another man they want crucified, mmmmmhmmmm take your means and shove it up your end and ask yourself if it feels justified.... how many men have you condemned, babies you've slaughtered, while you go on trying to play the martyr,
even now your still trying to barter, your only making it harder... but now they wont believe him when he says he's fighting for freedom... climate change, womens rights, planned parenthood.... clever words you thought would help spin your agenda as good....
cus you know it is wrong... “all I think about is how to reinvent the bong?”... population control, eugenics and slavery, think you can endanger me? Ha. Extorting abortion, sin of epic proportions... because she didn't conceive as a wife, the life....
you try to stigmatize, will be your own demise.. head of the corner, you should have adorned her, not abhor her... all because sex you want to trivialize, life you try to demonize, see your demon eyes?...
Economically disadvantage ya, make you feel guilt for wanting to start a family... neurotically condemn with chutzpah, what was built, it's not a sham, see … watch me leap like an impala, i'm the conqueror of shambhala, constantly growing taller... longing to reach the son and be one...
don’t know what it means to l i v e, moral dyslexia got you thinking e v i l... “illuminati's back?” never left, this isn't the sequel.... or a Dan Brown novel your mistaking as fact... or a government document you can conveniently redact, the pact....
not one that is easily broken, after the fire, smoke and... the all seeing eye... the truth you want to deny... collective consciousness, make it your ally...
leave you tense in a fractured sense, gotta choose exact revenge or make penance... …... procreate because its the bread you ate, the life that your for, form out of nothing, the truth you adore..
ascent through belief, the holy office bequeath... the street cred needed for the word to be heeded... so let the spirit confer, no longer deter.... darkness I banish when I start speaking in spanish...
and say grace unto you for a gift from nothing... a paradox it doth bring... some thing that's no thing... where all are welcome, yet a seldom few ever will come... this light you can't shun the illusion is done...
business dealings will tranche, but the truth will blanch... literary alchemy, to make you prepared, no need to be scared.
Furious anger posion and destroy (3)-------------------------
Went along with it so that you can go on with your wicked ways.. failed to see it as just another phase... a convenient excuse to carry out your abuse... your heart is tainted, don't matter what face you painted...
played the role to a “t” are you starting to see? Think that I can take a bow, are you still acting all holier than thou? Gotta admit, I had you fooled for a bit....
so go on with your wild claims, we will meet just the same... and do battle... trust me when I say at best you'll be knocked off your saddle, give you a rattle … cus you'll be dead or new born when i'm through with ya... be needing more than a shoe horn to get ready for ..
another day of more languish and pain, looking on while dance and sing in the rain... Losing my rights to be for the sake of humanity? I forgot, you want to talk about logic while sippin on gin and tonics.
Its not ironic, it's iconic. Telling you the truth, so get out your ebonics hooked on phonics. Disease is chronic... don't dismiss this as obsequious tones... I' speaking in code, keep an eye out don't miss these supersonic nodes, your mind i'll implode...
knowledge over reaching, give you rectal secretions... trying to lighten your load, giving you the comode. drugs they erode... the fiber of your universal bein, keep you from seeing, achieving, dissuade you from believing...
things beyond the body... stead of spending millions on bugatis, or obsessing over Moriarty, go do some karate... yoga or kung fu, notice the spirit inside and around you, its bout time you deduced this beast that you've loosed.......
not cus you want to attract or kick some ass, but because you seekin truth, and your free at last... experience the mind body interplay, feel the world in a different way... resonate, surrender to the truth that you love to hate.
Changeover
remember....unity with self that you thought you'd put up on a shelf. I lent her.. come back on another day, cus you thought you heard him say, 'god don't pay'... told the truth nay, started seeing gray, went and lit up another 'j... instead say...
“fuck their false dichotomy” don't let 'em give you a lobotomy... try to tell you your a victim of biology... watch them try to send George Lucas after me for some “intellectual property” … I spit on your laws, and i'm keeping it raw...
the slave drivers you call a judge... drag my name through the mud... you make it a show worse than judge Judy... what a joke, let me teach you about duty... got you running around thinking bout booty... propagate the deception that the best thing she can offer's her coochie...
give him some offspring, get him to buy you a big ring...keep em working, away from the home, so I can snatch up your children and make em my own.. make him think that his focus should be to satisfy her desires.... get em to build their own pyre, cash said it best “that ring of fire” …
this is dante's inferno, forget joe paterno, you've got your own problem's stead of worryin bout goblins....and the cycle continues, but still the same venue... “you don't know what i've been through”... please....
first things first get over yourself... daddy may have loosened his belt... but its not the cards were dealt... but how we play em when... our chips are down, dont be distracted by what could have been....
hunters know you follow the path of least resistance, but the rule may not apply in every instance... so don't so something cus its easy, or resist because its not... better be careful when you start to think like a robot...
like to say “i hate ya” for what I passed off as nature...try to own it, the spirit that create's ya...
(----- Furious anger those who attempt to poison --------4)
misplaced faith in men, original sin... thinking that they can save ya, exalting each other before the lord above ya... like your life is some affliction that need's correcting... failed to stand vigilant and sober, and your excuse was that I told her...
drunk on power, hence the final hour... now I wander about who can i devour.... quick to claim ownership when it suits ya, trust me it don't behoove ya... laugh you off as an idealist, thinking themselves the realist...
when they're they're the ones who fell for the rouse and, live their lives' ruled by illusion, look at it with disgust or find it amusing... call it a mental disorder when their minds are in actual chaos.... mind's a horror no semblance of peace, for them reality is way off...
write you off as another one that “drank the cool-aid,” justify selfish desires to keep getting paid...., watch as the spirit starts to fade, truth they evade... call you entitled, hypocritical lies got them bridled... in many ways, thats why they number their days, should have been singing some praise...
see how they get you talking about “gender segregation” while they fracture a nation? …. Pollute your food and water, even the air that you breathe... can you see them seethe … how they relish when you bleed...how far are you going to take this rebellious obsession before you learn your lesson? ….
see how they come at you when your sleeping, no word are they keeping... but i'm the light for your freedom sent to fight, the end's in sight... and its also the beginning, but not of this game that you insist on “winning”....
“make it illegal, get 'em scrapping like seagulls... over trash on the beech,” your soul it will leech... just cus the governments wrong, and you heard it in a song... you think your rebellin with those cia sanctioned drugs you sellin... well you are, but not in the way you think. I sink
whole fleets with the sheets I rain... holy water driving you insane... upon ya... and you using it to clean your laundreh... possessed by a spirit that wont hear the word quit... i'm relentless, and you know that heaven sent this, call me Clint cus...
changeover
I'm a 'man with no name,' just came to put you to shame... not some arrogant shit I spit, altruist in every whit... and that's the raison d'etre spelled by every letter... of l i f e... elaieffy... living selflessly.. my heart felt warning, not an excuse for scorning or mourning...
its time for corrective action before I get to smackin... guilt be swellin up, lack of mercy got you in a rut... persecute a prostitute... no attorney for defense.. your house I will rent... take some time and figure out what this meant..
this is the line in the sand .. envision a future unmanned... try to mimick me!? The answer is unequivocally... no, its like so... pacify you with my short hand, front man without a band, your just a grain of sand....in an ocean, above ya in constant motion...
formless water, ethereal potter... made me from clay, in this body I wont stay... levitate when I evaporate... then condense, and decent to rinse... is it starting to make some sense?
Thought you could skip a few steps, in this life long quest you thought you'd best? Life isn't a gamble, or a costco sample... or your third plate at a buffet all you can eat. So please, take a seat.... I ain't gonna ask you again, the horns have sounded and its time to account for your sin...
too hard for men to swallow be more than a christian, Take some good self reflection, its a monster that needs correctin. ….. Its scary I know, cus you still 'waiting on goddot,' but in the sum, the kingdoms come, and the battle is won.
kids got no more fear... his metamorphosis, get out your books, the ground has shook, cross-examine the scripts..... check off your prophesy list. See if there's something you missed. gonna act like peter pan, not wanting to grow old, then think happy thoughts, quit thinking the future's sold.....
believe in yourself and never never land ...no time like the present to make a stand.
(----Furious anger those who attempt to posion 5)
You want to talk about “Let's get free”? while still stuck in mental slavery, destined to repeat history.... I'm the beast that's unleashed, on your flesh sent to feast. Theres no peace I will treat, change the life that you lead.
“But I read moby dick, put my kids through college, my job is done, I've lived my life a hundred percent honest.” ...You want to talk about honesty? Well honestly your civil brutality, chopping heads off. There ain't plausible deniability,
no court for your soul, wont find truth wrapped in plastic in your cereal bowl. OK DUDE!?... You may have read all the words, but the meaning I don't think you heard... like the word christen, looked up the definition, read the words, but the truth you wont listen...
can you see what's missing... “blaze up a new piece, break in a new car”? See how you prefer to look on from a far... You worship the god of excess, the true god thinks you a pest. no rest....
for you when its done, fancy shoes took you too close to the son... your burning up... in a tomb worthy of king tut... but the door still ain't shut... to the holy sepulcher, not talking bout the man made replica... i'm robbing the grave, do you want to be saved?
“Toss em a few dollars, buy em some new collars.” Take that whack beat up the street, cause that shit aint foolin men of this creed: ..“why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight? why am I trying to see, when there ain't nothing in sight?
why am I trying to give when no one gives me a try? why am I fighting to live, if i'm just living to die?” … so how bout some questions like “if not now when?” or if not you then who? You think your played out ignorance absolves you of all the evil things you do?
This is initiation for my beasts of no nation... black, white, phillipino and haitian. ….I'm not talking about invasion, but mass emancipation in soliloquy, hear my words when I speak.... be meek...
cus Im the wind on the water, that heavenly song, the morbid coroner and the smog over hong kong... the fire breathing dragon, torn heaven asunder, the seeds of man's greed come to plunder...
the good lord can't be beat, are you the chaff or the wheat? the harvest is plenty and its time to get ready... ….. the great and terrible day of the lord's a chord to be heard over any horde..... of the masses, quick to give you ten lashes...
cus any talk of god is swiftly met with a rod: of iron, I ain't lyin i'm a lion Hear my roar!
Hypocritically Lecture me for knowledge of things you say I cant know, call me dumb, brainwashed and crazy when its your vision that's hazy,... like no one else can understand things you cant fathom, it's sad when.... your synapses be lapsing, inflated ego counteracting...
grand schemas you got run by FEMA giving you emphysema. raise up your heatas, kundalini pranayam. dont run, cus you aint fast as cheetahs …..and i'm a demon eata, built upon the rock of peter. no place I cant go, you are never alone. let that be your solace not the shit you stepped on..
These lines of rhymes are meant to show you the signs of the times,... tossed in a few archetypal deities in the hope to save you from hades..........cus your facade is shady. Training you to turn from the truth daily...
popculture references making you feel relevant, cus the world of men got your true self reticent. …. Truth is your sick, and you better start making some changes quick. Mary Poppins ain't coming to sugarcoat it for diabetics...
thats why I said it, the truth you knew but it helps to hear it aloud cus your too proud
(---------------furious anger those who attempt to poison 6-------------------)
there ain't no health insurance, just cognitive deterrents... no rorschach test, the truth's not meaningless.... lose your perception and start with this, precept one:...
love thy neighbor, cus you’ll be loving yourself, now or later these words were designed to save you from hell, so suck on this... break Truth down for you in one-verse... after, you can give it a poke and see if it still hurts..
pick a fight with god, and claim that its not fair... even a child understands, just cus they cant see it don't mean its not there.... laughing at ya while you play peekaboo, cus there's a grown man acting a fool...
pay attention cus this is the truth that they try to erase, In the beginning it was the end, void, the absence of space, ….completely still, with a presence of will, and through the word – verbal vibration – a will, through breath, gave birth to creation
, information, spiritual elation, self manifestation with the hope to understand through vivation, drink this libation, ...don't fall behind trying to figure out the equation, the heart its based in... and that where I speak from... bravery, bout time that you seek some...
This is the wisdom of solomon, not talking bout the Mason you followin: … for your glory I came, I am strong in your name, your burden is your disdain........, when all I do is try to show you how to get up outta this game, its not about who's to blame trade salvation for shame.
Just tryin to show you the dao, dharma, great work, way or whateva the name.... remember the voice from the wild, if you depend on a child, ….be humble, so that the worst is you stumble... then feel the spirit trickle down from the top of the crown, connecting with heaven and earth all around...
making clear the way you'll hear him say, “Let the earth bring forth grass, herb and tree yielding fruit after his kind....whose seed is in itself, upon the earth: and it was so.” Heavenly mind.
Is it me you see, or a version of you thought lost at sea. Not some mental construction, a feeble attack to obstruct one,... see how you devise your own destruction... its why i'm here, to temper your fear, is it finally clear?
you can't do it alone, Truth never been louder, a philosopher's stone to grind him to powder...... base metal to gold, from the sinful seeds you have sewed.... If mercy is to be had than mercy is mine.... through your mercy I-- live through the mercy i give. I will shine....
Don't mistake clemency for hesitance from me, I'm trying to bargain for your plea ..... this aint a vocab test, your mind got you stressed... effortless movement gives me my rest...
stead of worrying bout if words exist, raise up your fist! Cry freedom and finally beat em! … Babylon babels on but I give meaning to words, remember I told you, there wont be a third, meeting adjourned...
but ill leave you with this, i'm the breath in your lungs, the faithful hymns you have sung,the liberty bell and its finally been rung... the meaning of psalms, feel the light when you open your palms... ahmmmm
eternal flow come for the poor, languid souls, the babes and the fowls... rebellious ones with their hands on a gun, ….....as I'm speaking the spirit is leaking, cheating death with every breath in my chest. see my crest, rise and then fall cus men would rather play with a ball