Lord, mek mi fall in love inna mi veins. No money but that won’t drive me insane. No whips, are you surprised I’m still riding trains. Live and love my boring life. You’re not welcome to my kingdom. So run, young don. Please, (hiss mi teeth) people have too many expectancy. It’s just as if you’re hearing a song for the first time. You listen to every second of the song until the beat stops. Then you’ve awoken from a trance, back to your regular schedule program/self. Royal, you know that even though you’re a son of a bitch. You’re still the son of Jesus Christ. I’m a loner because I don’t feel the need to prove myself to anyone. Rasano, blessed are the rocks of my salvation. I want to be in the wild. Remembering, when I was just a child. I miss my family but they don’t even know that. Now I’m wondering, if they ever miss me. I know that my Lord stares at me, but I’m unworthy to stare back. All these thoughts and more got me teary eyed. Thy Lord watches everything, he is everything. Even the wind that blows! There’s nowhere to hide, not even behind closed doors. Rebirth is painful. Starting with nothing at all. I need to find a job, it sucks can’t find food to eat. Messed up just feelings as if food is overrated. Because I couldn’t afford it! Spent a lot of trips to Popeyes to get rewards on 2 pieces deals. Felt like a superhero because of the, “inability To Sink.”

God hasn’t forgotten us, enjoying life as easy as Sunday morning. Try not to get merk. Who are they? They’re my people. Set my people free! What about Moses law? I’ve been demoted to a job that requires me to touch feces with my hands. Let the universe teach and yet he shall learn. It’s not the boy nor man in me but The God. True facts! You can’t scratch that. There are reasons why humans mind having limited capabilities. Because one would die from thoughts while asleep and falling off a presepit. My country (Jamaica, West Indese) found out that I’m a Prophet and instead of celebrating me. They play mind games with my head but I’ve never lost faith or lost my way. Many days and many nights, I could have died. A century ago men didn’t study history, they created it.

” On the Journey to knowing one’s self. It takes Wholeness to Flow to get to the Gateway, of Growth & Strength; in order to Protect one’s self.” I’ve committed suicide with “Words”; Buried myself with “Words” then resurrected with “Words”. Words, lie to you by telling you the truth; Words, are created perfectly from beginning till end. Words, turn you soft & let you melt like butter. Words, can all be Glittered with gold. Words, are italic & bold. Words, properly spoken are often profound; Words, are adjectives, nouns & pronouns. Words, are used to destroy each man’s soul. Words, are bought but not to be stolen. Words, are meaningful as soon as they are unfolded. Words, are broken just to make whole. Words, properly used are bone broken. Words, are history; the history is unfold. Words, came prepared and made me grow. Words, to you I give my throne; Words, you are crowned. We human we born in sin; it was blessings traveling overseas without a recipe; but the story starts with the ink & journeyed through a pen. Money makes all world spin, tired of living my life in a talespin; I confess all my sins without a G-shock. Time to put the world on my shoulder, finally. I was stuck in the mud, just trying to figure who ROYAL really was? Didn’t want to take my own life, so i never gave up. Even though it felt as if i dug my own grave up. For years RASSIE died. I straight blew my mind; Even though it’s a true story it’s just something for you to read about. So this is not just any regular shout out. Where everyday i feel like shout. Thought of having a baby girl; but now it was just a thought. It’s time for me to cash out; as if my mouth is a ATM money flow zone. I’m not really here, them where I’m at? My only hope is that history done Engraved us. F it I’m not scared. Realest ever wrote. It’s always some, it’s never all. I should have taken my time but been mad since 09. Not because I’m About it; i should end up behind bars; don’t want to be in a shootout dagging behind cars. Not sometimes but all the time life leaves you with a lot of scars. Don’t want to walk in the streets not knowing where to start, got to be real, real, strategic. I’ll be on my own, as long as I’m willing and able. *Exousia*

Are there any snacks available? I’m feeling a little peckish. What are you doing? How have you been? I’ve been with some women and in the mirror to myself, saying: ” I deserve better.” Where are you going? Why do I keep putting up with basics? When something itches my dear sir, the natural tendency is to scratch. Sleep is good, death is better, but of course the best thing of all is not to be born at all. Is this the work of the 7 sons, 7 crusaders? Who had the 7 keys for the map of the universe. “Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind, and therefore is Winged Cupid painted blind.” In the morning I’m glad, I see my foe outstretched beneath the tree. To live is to struggle but death is through love. Nothing they say, is more certain than death, and nothing more uncertain than the time of dying. To live is to suffer but to die is for love. I wasn’t always the religious type. When I used to go to church with my grandma, I did because it made her happy. It’s a lot I’ve said but still a lot goes unsaid. As days turn into weeks, not having any moments just drawing blank lines by not saying a word. In a world filled with chaos, what’s the solution to homelessness? Without peace there can’t be any poise. 1 dozen marijuana seeds cost $250 that in which can be multiplied. When I was a boy I asked my father, what will I be? Will I be rich? Will I be handsome? He said: Que Sera Sera, whatever will be, will be. The future’s not us to see. Now I have children of my own. They ask will I be pretty? Will I be rich? I tell them tenderly, Que Sera Sera, whatever will be, will be. Hell is empty, all the devils are here. You shall break them with a rod. Thy rod is thy staff, they comfort me. Life is a nightmare that prevents one from sleep. Sleep well! *Exousia*

I took pages out of your favorite books. Give a man a mask, he shall show you his true face. Sitting on my bed, waiting to take my meds. Worries as heavy as lead. Don’t let dread paint the city red. Women give away their 6-month-old child to strangers, through desperation to a better life not to mention the trauma, pain and hurting that comes with war. In these days of The Lord: we circumpose to a lot of other people’s bullshit. When subjected to multiple personalities, the human mind can drive itself insane. 3 or more conspirers make a recruitment for turmoil. There could never be minimum bloodshed, even if it’s planned. Revolution is the definition of bloodshed. Dealing with anger can always be worse. It is so amazing how complete the delusions are that beauty is goodness. It’s the reaction that tells whether your actions are good or bad. These and many more different types of training in thoughts are associated with my thesis and writings. I’m not saying I’m a doctor, I just study and test physics. What is a soldier, when he can no longer fight? Wherever you go, war will follow! The fight doesn’t end even when you’ve won. So why fight? All I’m searching for now is peace and silence. I don’t believe in monsters unless it’s people. I am compassionate and that makes my life dangerous for humanity.*Exousia*

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With all the trauma I’ve endured, I’m still a kind hearted person; I’ve learned to forgive but don’t forget. Do you know when a panic room is useless? When the house is around it, is completely burnt to the ground. Wishing I could live life as if you knew who I am, you wouldn’t pull the trigger. I guess I’m more like my Dad than I would like to admit. I am him the more I tried not to be. Mind’s desperate to feed. Voices seem not to seize with repeats on and on endlessly. I’m not Joe Carroll from The Following, leading Sunday’s services without amenities. What’s the point of thinking about death while there’s life to live while you’re alive? Life isn’t happy ever after. Been a long while waiting timely overdue. How do you survive? When you have a lot to accomplish and nothing going on for you. From an ironic perspective, I’m stating what I have to say in my thesis via blog even though I don’t feel like speaking. I see it in your eyes you don’t want to be bothered. I ain’t your favorite rapper. I’m kinda ready to be a grandpa. Keep hearing about the love as medicinal. Love is so amazing. Tell the world, Jesus save me! If you can’t be with the one you love, love the one you’re with. Sometimes before one creates, one must first destroy. It’s about what you are. Sometimes you feel it, you can’t see it; confidence! What makes up the Ephraim constellation, maybe a clock for some other planet. It seems as if Thy Lord has thrown everything he got for me at me. Hope is strong but hope doesn’t get you everything you need. I’ll be alright, one way or another. A man is not what he thinks he is, he is what he hides and I have nothing to hide. Sometimes it seems no one can get through to you, to me not even them. If you don’t see someone, that doesn’t mean no one is there. You will have to face yourself again in a moment of terror. Knowledge is power, it is what we should all be seeking. If you’re looking for a book that doesn’t open? It’s me, I am! I’m all in like Stan, Abe and Clay. “Are You Receiving?” *Exousia*

I want to hunt like David. I want to kill a giant man. I want to slay my demons cause I got lots of them. In all my stories, they’re hurt, pain, truth and humor. I remembered it was 9 hours to go, about 5 hours ago now it’s 4 hours to go and counting down. I’ve never heard the truth about the teaching. I got rhymes like pac, rhymes like X and rhymes like M. Matter of fact! look guys, he got my attention. Why aren’t they separate showers for guys who look at guys naked pictures all day. I’ve known I’m in love with women since Hayes All Age. Certain things I would wish to do, pride won’t let me see it through. Been an original since, Bettle Juice. Anything I say I’ll do, I see it through. Sexy bodequa in her dress, see through. Bet if you tell a lie, I’ll see right through. The moment you’ve become a Spartan, you’ve already said your goodbyes. Normally if you don’t bury the dead they follow you. I haven’t been unreachable, sad, scared nor fearful as of lately. You say you don’t understand, but you do. Tell the truth for once. I’ve said before I’ll rather become a part of a tree once I’m dead and gone. As I’ve said before: ‘ever since leaving The U. S. Navy as a Seaman(SW), I’ve been feeling very small and smaller’ and it’s not just my self-consciousness. When the student is ready, a teacher will be there. Whatever you believe in, becomes your reality. The sound of gunshots rang out. What was that about? Clearly, we got a problem. And this was the conscience of my environment and my neighborhood. My life’s not a movie about 2 knives nor 2 lives, kill or be killed. Over 300 serial killers are active on any given day within The U.S.A. What’s the point of being with someone, who’s as cold as Midas touch. Why do other people’s blood always come out a little bit darker? Got my double paper wrapped on a blunt ready for the sparking. When will I be getting back to being in charge of me. When will I get back to when I, “Use To Be A Voice.” *Exousia*

An historical landmark on “Waterloo” road in Stanhope New Jersey. My stories of my trials and tribulations are the authenticity of how real my theories are. These are reasons being, I don’t need reassurance of the pain I’ve been through. The etymology in middle Dutch is ‘watery and loo meaning, clearing in a forest.’ It took a month and 3/4 to find my own but I’m finally home. Death is sure for me and everyone. A Man Of God! I repent my sins on a daily basis. A nap or rest taken during the hottest part of the day. The essential nature of a thing. A short nap taken immediately after drinking a cup of coffee. Are all prime examples of what I’m speaking about, according to Google. Blouses and shirts, pants and skirts, why do we all have to end up in dirt? The lights don’t come on earlier but they go off late. It’s kind of a big deal, I’ve got invited into a circle. I’ve accepted, I’m with the task, I’m up for the challenge. The Prophet Manual says, I have no friends on Ephraim, so why am I in a small circle. The thing about the matter is, my birthday is coming up and I’m emotional around birthdays. One day we’ll be at the point, no more challenges in life but our final defeat. I’ve stretched out my hands, I’ve surrendered. I’ve spoken to Thy Lord. “Waterloo.” *Exousia*

If we were in Singapore, some of us would have been hang already for trafficking much less murders. There’s nothing else left to prove, that I haven’t proven already. I’ve proven my worth whilst laying my life on the line, in the name of country(USA) for the monsters of wars. This world is the wrong way around. Living in a world where small businesses become pirates. Sometimes I wonder, if any of my sons ever asked: “Mommy, what happened to Daddy?” Still wide awake trying to sleep with demons from vicenial. A killer is only born once he tastes blood for the first time. Fake faces, different races. What’s amazing? I got my mind made up even though I’m insuing agony in my heart, from my head being taunted. Why does spirit take the form of benign things? It’s to teach man kindness and humility. It’s not anyone’s job to take my word for anything. But take my word for it, I’m God’s Mouth(Prophet). There’s no love without sacrifice. I am not Albert Heinstien, I am Bar-Jesus The Son Of The Son Of Israel. Unearthing heaven just to be in hell. Who’ll pay the price? Life traps, families, and so-called friends and your everydayness. I’m no stranger to self, but the face I wore is not my own because Thy Lord hears you and he sees you in the darkness. Faretales are not good for anyone. The echoes of my life will never seek truth about you. You think having no book is a  stone tablet? I’m not trying to make these stories all about me, even though they are my stories. But I’m kind of that important. What is it going to take to get on the stage to put my signature on. Please don’t get my signature wrong. Twisted obsessive and free of guilt, go on you can have a good time. Doughts, aren’t denials. These are my serial theories. When life accommodates you, you don’t have to worry about failures. Stop making what should be nice, ugly! Ugh… What’s the extent of your concern? Girls are always going to know before boys do. There’s Grace and forgiveness only in confessions. Done whipped and swirled around the world since 1996 like banana pudding from Magnolia Bakery. The solutions are right under my nose but I chose to pay attention to the wrong clues, “Contrition.” *Exousia*