“Place”- when the Sun goes down and the moon comes out, it feels as if I’m running out of hope. All these feelings while I’m trying not to lose my mind. I’m focused on self but I don’t want to feel selfish. Oceanic feelings, I just can’t keep it to myself. Heart so cold, this is not the summer season. Heart so dark, don’t even care where I’ve “Place”- my feelings. I just wish I can take flight! All hard times feels good in the end. Once you’ve started looking for the pearly gates. I could see through the peephole, even while going blind.

“Place” – where faith is hoping you stick around. Life is daring me to stay above the ground! “Place” – where I’ve been, are only figment of the mind. There’s no sound mind of my thoughts but just a lot of sounds in my mind filled with thoughts. Whenever speaking make sure it’s from Thy hearts or it’s just, but something else. Speaking of just, what about justice? But all I could hear while I write, is: “Oh God, Royal man!” Sometimes, I’ll write first then implement quotation marks. That simply means, I’ll be always editing. Some saying goes like this: “On A Blue By me.” Make sure there’s space and a single ” Place”, in your hearts.

“Place” – there’s talk of a “cut above the rest.” There’s nothing that is simple in life. But being inspired by something as simple as a baby bird? “Place” – been put on hold by down payment from my heart. Such things as taking showers, eating right could be best productive. But the opposite of such above causes tremendous tolls. As ironic a “Place” – when mothers drink and smoke, sometimes do their best not to have you; but by the grace of Jesus Christ, you’re born into this world. *Exousia*

“P. F” – words are passion which is at the fittest peak, while producing this writing that excels at the ripest of crops and blossom into a fine fruit. The mind is fruitfulness whence came as the mustard seed from the brain with passionate vocabularies. Hence the travelling of sounds via the ear drums that wiggles through, via the sensor connectives. So real, it’s always said: “Don’t forget your history or you’re dome to repeat it.” But so true that in: “new relationships, is good to start new ventures.”

“Passion Fruit” – when some talk, we don’t listen what they’re saying; Just as a geese protects their young while feeding, paranoid! “Don’t judge a book by the cover!” When some violate, then they’re non-progressive and wrong! Who do you listen to? Where are you going? When are you leaving? How do you know right from wrong? All these questions and more. Everyone should be asking self, before making certain decisions in life. From A to Z or 1 to all means everything and everyone. We all have challenges in life to face. We should never forget it! “Passion Fruit” – Who started war? Where is war taking us? When will war be seized? How do we stop all these wars? What is humanity? Should I continue with questions? Can we find any of these answers? Why is it, that love goes away fast? Why is it, love came in last?

“P. F” – the race, who started the separation? It seems as if as I’m getting older, my spellings getting worse. What’s in our future? Why do we observe our future whooshes, on-by? Why did we attach ourselves to materials? Because we all sit and wonder, every night and day. It took, Jesus Christ his all to open up thine eyes. Can you image, how long it would for the whole universe? “Passion Fruit” – ” I’m not a King with riches to call my own”/ “I don’t own the world.” All these things I ponder and wonder on, continually even while I’m aware. Everyone, just need some more loving! “P. F” *Exousia*

The ones who killed me off was my fault because I took away my pains and scars from the past memories. They took me for granted, now all my Z’s while I sleep. Pardon to you’ll while I, “Float Away” – I like music, I like my reggae, I like me, I good! Don’t want to sound as if it’s a Icarus attitude on the attack. But I’m disembarking the detachment as if a Talibon! Some would say, I have no code/ Dah youth yah, nuh know de code ennu.

“Float Away” – preference to communicate with the 5 th spirits rather the flesh! Mi dunn know mi journey; dead a road. I’m so easy to fight out? This is kind of getting, personalized! Still was unable to collect, mi porno checks! Giving Lord Jesus Thanks from now for the day, 1! I’m still holding on to faith strong. No more, suck yuh mother! No more, a rebellious 1! Doing good, doing the best to bring production not destruction. Thoughts of thinking that if I’m knowing Christ? I’ll have to change things all the ways around in my life instead of sleepless nights. “Float Away” while my eyes wide open. Don’t have no millions, don’t have no jew-elry! But in my music is just like a movie. Some thesis are inspired by the music’s I’ve listened. “Float Away” – sitting at the bridge then an oceanic waves of thoughts came flooding the dome. A fire truck with only 1 firefighter stops in traffic at the light then I have realized that it was about to be noon. Lunch time came then suddenly everything became white and clear as day while I took 1 splif I, “Float Away.” *Exousia*

Even with all the right pieces to put the puzzles together; still can’t ask the right questions to find the proper answer for the board. Still I’m praying. “Mr. 490!” even gaven the world my license plate number before I even got a car. Till oceans away across the seven seas, spiritual intertwine with an homeless guy in Thailand right on or before Tuesday may, 9, 2023. On or about 1:48 pm USA time. While he’s singing on his string of instruments within the rain; felt the raindrops on the left side of my forehead or left back of shoulder and in between the inside of the elbows once leaning forward in a chair.

My vibes are at ‘4’ my energy is located on cloud ‘9’ and my influence stuck on clock of ‘0’. Hence, “Mr. 490!” While ducks quacking, seirios surely shineth brightest of sunlight. What’s in the dark, shall always comes to the light. As so, wasn’t done for my Father? Then shall we prosper everlasting life! Which we’ve all wasted the only human ‘1’ we all share through he, who is Jesus Christ! ” Mr. 490!” – always keep in mind, that the more you think you are alone then the more someone is watching. Are you, paranoid now? Are you looking around you now? You are paranoid but maybe you should be! Are you doing what’s at night during the day? And is it positively clear? “Mr. 490!” – still watching aeroplanes and jets swishes by. Some times close then at other times far, far, and far away in the air. The more alone I’ve become, the more I’m communicating while the ‘Ritz’ blowing cool breeze through the shaded portions via some trees.

“Mr. 490!” – these early, 5:30am wake up without a job or work to do has extended my days and nights. Cause Jah never give a man more than he can bare. Some of my struggles showed up on or about the month of October. Where has the world gone? So sad that I’ve lost mostly all of my freedom! Can someone, tell me why humans don’t love humanity? Eversince, I’ve left New York to Virginia to Jamaica and back to New York: life have become more than a teaching lessons. Words are the passion and writing is the fruit! “Mr. 490!” It’s always good over evil! Hello, Good morning! *Exousia*

“Save The Children” – from being traumatized; from the negativities in life. Cause Peace and Love is where it’s at which starts and end from the heart. Teach them respect and humiliation cause sympathy is needed through the entire nations. Nurture, the butterflies to the turtles. Not to mention the geese while birds are chirping, Yuh tink a cartoon ting diss? Just know life is normal via sad realities. It’s not fame nor money make you speak of life? it’s totally opposite: it’s how you speak of life that makes you become famous with money. The only prosperity we should be seeking? Is pure love via your hearts. “Save The Children” – value your mind and your thoughts cause even the wises of us all? Have been fooled, as was The Great King Salomon. If clouds could talk? It would be written. I’ve seen the clouds spoken: was written fooollliiissshhhh! If it wasn’t for Jonah’s trickery to be thrown off the ship into the ocean by sailors. Wanted to be God himself! I’ve been there. Now asking for his Mercy! Then Thy Lord and savior wouldn’t saved our ancestors. Only kept alive in the belly bottom of a big whale. “Save The Children” – sickening from reminiscing on old memories, instead of creating some new ventures. It was the same Great Wall that The Giant/ The Great Nimrod built was the ‘Humpty Dumpty’ story. The Giant who wanted to be God himself until humility. And The Great Wall and the country which is now China was there before the Chinese. Feelings are so modern as when cox was @aol, lol! What’s life on Ephraim, without little humor? No more a defender a warrior but 1 man, United States Navy: soldier of love. To save 1 out of trillions of children, then comes success. I’ve been hopeful, blessed and gifted to keep the faith. Still encouraging the children to finish High School. “Save The Children.”Bloo-Wow! An old Jamaican expression! Almighty’s tongue! God’s mouth! Man Of God! Is as if my destiny is to be a fisherman? Yuh know mi done chat! *Exousia*

“Be To Determine”- (BTD): as life trickling daily via the seconds, mine eyes opens wider and left my heart stained with disappointment. Standing there just wasting time away as a dove build a nest in the tree. No Sun shining, the sky is grey and the clouds are dark. But I did have my medicine. I hear coughing in the background but it wasn’t quite distance. The birds are chirping while a mother and father geese watches over their 4 geeseling/fowls. “Be To Determine” – you can see construction vehicles passing by. The sound of the wings of dove whooshes while sports car with hemi engines passes by.

I can still hear thunder rolled from distance beyond the clouds; birds are chirping while dove caws in the background. A green leaf fell from above to hit me flawlessly on the forehead. Just me with nature, sitting by the lakeside right besides trees surroundings, such tranquility; It’s a garden of Love and peace to fill prosperous hearts, sounds so unique. It’s a slogan! All these were done way before and after the serpent comes, and leave! Sweet feelings felt once Ritz blew, sending chills while writing words which rhymes? I’m counting all of mines, even without visual appearances at stage show rahm! Yuh tink a cartoon, ting dis? I’m no criminal, I’m just who I Am! All my names that I bore or carry, speaks so on and henceforth for thier selves. “BTD” *Exousia*

“The Unauthorized Biography (TUB)- sometimes the truth may have a skirt tail but sometimes naked.” TUB”- a sad soldier who bears the saddest soul. Fully reminiscing on many tears shed plus nights when I couldn’t shed a drop! The more time I spent with self, then the more and more realizations sets in. What’s the verdict on some? Please, don’t let me have to lie to yuh! Is my final answers, morewhile. When my serenity is at peace then and only then I reflect on back in the garden with Eve before the serpent. When I’m relaxed, I’ll cut 4 or 10’s with knees. Observing the scenery while 2 Robin’s play fight! When my mind need to relax, I’ll visit a lake! “TUB” -the holy spirit is closing in while the Sun shine is beating my face! Which in the conclusion of things causes blurry visions. Overworking mentally but as a physical plumber by working on, ” TUB.” Alien mood kicked in, time to pick up the Prophet’s Manual and stay away from the birds in the streets. As Christ once told me: “let the birds fly, Royal man!”

But I feel tranquility, breathing of fresh air, life and the mystery and mystics of it all! Working 375 on the clock to not promote violence plus, caught up with 3fifty7. Ended up with prayers inadvertently finished as question: ” Why they’re trying to conquer me? Now, when I’m asking Thy Lord God for Mercy. Questions still encicrcled! These lump sum of oceanic feelings causes me to go through phases of sad realities. Been observing some close around me! But the mind is in long distance races. I’ve watched millionaire mind and dreams turned into nightmares then washed away down the streams. Life is crazy! (LIC). Once you’re created with love for all of creations, it’s easy to walk away from some. “When some starting to act negatively. That’s how they were for a long time. It’s only their comfortability, exposes their mask.” TUB”- though I still love ripe bananas, there’s no monkeys swinging on trees! The Youth From The Mire: Who was born and raised in Jamaica, West indese but grew up in The United States Of America; A Man without a country. Became a citizen of the world not through birth but by spirituality. Conversations with Jesus Christ ended up being prayers. Protected by His Majesty! With that said, I say: Amen! *Exousia*

The birds chirpings so aesthetic, it rang sweet melodies so peaceful. So I’ll be greatful for the same aesthetic Sunshines that comes with it; the butterfly flew closely and I swear I felt, Ritz blew past and whooshes by. The ducks and geese flew down and dashes themselves in the lake while they quacks their strange sounds. Suddenly my mind rushes to a farm, then the thought of a pig had form. With everything that Ritz offer to breath, seems so small but ordered tall. The tree that queeks when talking a lot and bad about someone.

Wishes became large without any inspiration but yet still the journey still pushes and life said “Carry-on.” Suitcase were used but still I needed a Adidas backpack or shashell for a “Carry-on.” Words like ‘mere. ‘ Took me back to Golden Ages(GA) of days: ” Row, row, row, your boat gentle down the stream. Merely, merely, merely, life is but a dream.” Life, “Carry-on” – many can’t heal scars plus some not to talk about ones. But in the ending we all do talk about these scars because mentally it’s holding us back from reaching very, very, very, far What would My Father say? “Carry-on” says Thy Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Said. “Amen!!” If I was to rewrite another mission statement, it would say: ” I Rose, started the ambiance sincerely to ambianoes through learnedness and still is *Exousia*

When life hands you lemon, make lemonade! A lot of realities are sad. Once you’re short, you’ll have to caught up! Love waking up to Thy Lord, The Sun; The Savior, Jesus Christ! Water tanks? With ice Christos loaded in planes then they spray to modify the weather but I pray daily for Thy Lord to shineth brightest. Please don’t make it worse? I beg of you’ll! Epoch said: they’re welcoming 2 pac in schools not Christ! “Sad Royalty/Sad Reality.” When Ritz blew Bible leaves at my feet in these streets. Elements communicating with I. Can’t even collect my porno check dem!

Sometimes, I even believe that Thy Lord is not ready to take his kingdom ship. So he instruct governments what to do! Cause maybe I’ve been communicating too much even with just a conversation. I keep Christ, Jesus, Thy Lord and Savior in thoughts plus writings as Dailymotion. Till even cockroaches getting next to me now. So aesthetic to hear the little babies crying morewhile. Not to mention the birds chirpings, and all His creations. So, here I go thinking of love, peace, hope, and faith! As the 3 times of witnessed to Thy Lord, Savior, and Holy Spirit. I still hear the roaring thunders!

“Sad Royalty/Sad Reality” – The Gaape; The Advent and The Son Of Israel he was and still is through me via mankind. Been practicing writing for a long time; as foolish as it was: I wrote of the thoughts in the mind or talk about it off the dome. Survived my days of being ambush in the night! Time for me to get off the bus! Why so much competing instead of computing meetings? We’re all teachers and students but don’t act as if, I’m a fool while I’m under your instructions! Be patient, stay kind and humbled. Still feeling the rusty nail of pain in the palm of my hands. Even after they have took, take and take from you. They broke, break and break you. They will still be the reapers of happiness (ROH)! Some mire or some ghetto community is not the same as once was! The attitude is nowhere and respect sitting right next to none! “Sad Royalty/Sad Reality” Some probably thinking at this moment: well! He should have been in the dirt for a long while. Some parts of life if lost, it wouldn’t even be safe to say: “Oh! What a great writer we’ve all lost!” While, some who knows the consequences. “Sad Royalty/Sad Reality”

“Sad Royalty/Sad Reality” *Exousia*