This is why? I’ve chosen to cypher oneself to chronic homelessness because the ways of violent some. These chronic homelessness has become a chronicle. The road to success is not paved nor smooth. I remember the dirt road and stones that wasn’t mixed has concrete. Scraped up knees, filled with pain is now scares. Tainted memories, of the storm. Sometimes, I even remember hurricane Gilbert. So now I’m living up to the name, Son Of Israel. Not proud, but ashame still I’ll shout my father’s ( Christ) name in Dailymotion.

Yet I’m stricken until my stomach gets sick, on the way my journey’s been since of lately. But the pride and smug of joy I’ve received from the 3 rd heavens? I’m still pouring it all, filled of love, hope and faith. I’m praying, I’m praying that when my morning arrives it’s not cold. How I’m a chosen and one that’s most favorite to humanities savior but to be called idiot and shunned? Too many questions when all the puzzle pieces are already fitted together. Perfect? There’s no harmony without unity and it’s missing throughout communities, especially the ghetto communities. Whether I rise or fall; successful or a failure? My mission will be complete, whether by near or far. These words I’ve written is merely teachings and or lessons but some mimics takes my life as a joke!

Chosen from Greatness to spread ‘Ma Lord’s’ messages all across the 7 seas ocean floors. Some of these choices I’m making to keep my father’s prophecies has really placed and bending me to driving backwards. So I’ve take these backwards steps, forgotten some of my 12- steps and ended up in meetings with Thy Lord. Who I’ll become after the whole process of his return? I’ll become 1 with Thy Father, I and The Prince Thy Lord will transformed to avenge my spilled blood. Antichrist is what human beings has driven thy savior Lord to have become all because I’ll die for his love. But yet still, I’ve ‘Chosen’. *Exousia*

What’s your purpose? How much do you value? To sum it all, life’s on Ephraim are not judged by their deeds but by their souls. So to speak of their deeds, in 1 word for some: “Frivolous.”  I’m looking at a rearview of a bird’s eye view, while the sun trying to shine as a plane flew above when it’s raining. I need a pair of gloves! Now I know why Michael Jackson had 1 and O. J. Simpson got caught in 1.”Frivolous” not even Hi, Holla, Asam Alakazam, nor Howdy. Ever since a teen, been assembling Ikea products. Right up on my line, writing my rhymes mixing with lime. From this mystic mind, hitting ear drums envisioning some creative magical lines. After the rain thoughts of Sunshine, memories backtracked to modes of waves viaing The Atlantic Ocean. While driven by bus #23, passing Minnesota St on route through Princess Ann Avenue. Knowing I’ll have to travel this route another time. Deadly, ice storm in the South left more than 400,000 some without power, as feeling warm but some how cold at the same time. As feud, fuels from the end of a war in 1949. What happened to the Israeli government and the Palestine Liberation Organization (P.L.O)? 170! At least 9,000 injured? Why are train breaking down across highways? When you’ve disapprove age, you’ve given wisdom no credits. Only if sins were unknown, some would be the 1 st to cast stones.” Frivolous” *Exousia*

It takes a lot to say what I have to say: mostly my venturous journey on Ephraim has brought me back to redefined hope, faith, love(kindly, gentle) have drawn some conclusions which my father would agreed on but mostly disapproved beliefs. His(Christ) benign manner of human species with “Asif”(forgiveness), mercy upon his love. I’ve utilized some “Unused Wisdoms” to oceans via funnels through frequencies in my brain. Mind have been speaking out aloud consistently throughout, atmospheric electromagnetic -energies. It’s so obvious, how benignity has mixed with nix of obscure classified information. To shelter the temple with calmness from the attic down to the foundation.- Benign me to not act on everything that comes to mind, as should it be for everyone else who speaks out aloud consistently. To be humbled, grateful for the first and the last but especially for our daily breathe. To name some personalized memories from visions about 10 to 1 years of age when it’s all happiness. This wasn’t so for some but for some reason being able to subsequently block or suppressed memories is sometimes how we’ve been able to survive. Benign in thoughts when there’s no truth, trust nor epilog`i. *Exousia*

I went through my youthfulness and teenager years as a nihilistic till on or about 33 years old. Now at present times, I would consider myself a wit. Had a lot of recollected memories from the back catalog. Christ saved my life, more than once. I always ended up in trouble because of distractions of deep thoughts. Include, all aboard? @ the conclusion of every statement. Question? Them! As, if it’s an NBA game: Lakers Vs. Celtics- always classic even virtually, always creating historic. Yuh(you) nuh (don’t) haffi( have to) Einstein it! Why can’t we be, like story book children? Whist some fighting against Epoch; some fighting against Royal; some fighting Exousia; some fighting self without knowing and some fighting etc, etc, etc. “Nihilistic just know when it’s my time, I’m not going to be able to say ‘ good night everyone!” “Nihilistic”:- even though I’m Christ via his heart. I can’t consider myself Christ, cause he is king. I’m a struggler who struggles but my only struggle became me has I’m laid in a mortuary. Now I’ve survived to live a life, living as a gluten for punishment. Missing pieces of childhood memories is a thing left in the past. Nothing but the future grasped, gripping me to knowing what I’ve only just learned in this present time. The presentation began and my temple was the host. The heart is alienated, distance from the mind. Walking the journey, without a starting point and ended up on a dead end street. Thinking back to the Prophet’s Manual, the life I was living is biblical. I was ready for changes but the world changes it’s course. Deeply in my head, my mind is swimming with thoughts. I speak of Christ and now they want to war? Warlocks and witches, time well spent just to make riches. Good thing this is 1 instance, where I won’t be judged for my deeds on Ephraim. So you asked, who do I think I am? I’m the son of man, Son Of Israel walking with the just and unjust. Up to this day and date, some will take the place of the nihilistic. With a whiff of Jasmine’s flower, I’ve been trying to figure out how much further back into the 15-18 th century we’ve spun to? Cause this world keeps spinning and spinning. I’ve seen: The Father, The Son and The Holy-Spirit all apart but the only source is Christ. I became a wit, witnessed and showed mercy upon by my King and Thy Lord Jesus Christ. *Exousia*

Devious lawyers turned paperwork’s into putting money in their pockets, surviving off Human Beings Brain; turning us into strife. “Unscrupulous” demeanor in some’s privacy, priceless! But yet still, we’re wondering: why so much innocent die, each day? When there’re groups of some entertainers, some lawyers, some politicians, some counselors, some doctors and some regular civilians teaming up and not even seeing real reasoning behind some demising ways. Tired of being liberal so far: I’m currently in my downfall. A lot of pain the world caused now it’s time for me to be the effect. By telling all, how we been living a lie(concrete)! The more I’m growing, the more the concrete breaks down so I stay Christly(true). “Unscrupulous” and I’m done wishing but I keep a list. I’m not sure who’s the other witness to Christ than myself? My love for humanity comes from thine missing ribs. My love for and of Thy Lord Jesus Christ and My Father comes via thine soul.

Nothing could stop me once I give my heart to God (Christ). All this hatred, cause I’ve been half way around the world and now back a regular dude? Jesus Christ! By the rhetorics utilized some should know I’m not ugly. If I knew now what I knew back then? But humans were born to make mistakes. Don’t let hate out of control, free the light. Gather life cause life ain’t free, but your mistakes created your journies. Cause destiny awaits via a bend with the same dirty corner stone left, alone. Back to the unscrupulous lawyers now: cold pierced eyes with their gold paved lies. They bearing false witnesses, talking about the devil sent the false prophet. I’ve chased the missing ribs trying not to be alone and ended up a loner. A true philosopher, always self reflect. Why, when you give all your best side it still takes anger to receive respect? Henceforth, the forwarded questions. Even after some hearts turn to souls, they’ll be corrupted?

Unscrupulous lawyers, with their wicked intentions and doings, they’re adjectives and nouns. Which makes them the subject (enemy) of the story, not my enemies (hatred). Be careful of what history is on repeat. Because history repeats itself via a symmetric system built by us, men. If it’s written in the Bible then it was etched in stones, at 1st. “For God so love the world, that he gave to his only forgotten son.’ ‘for those who have faith in him, shall be granted everlasting life.” False hope, from greedy lawyers. Isn’t slogans or quotes. Unscrupulous, greedy and gluttonous some, time is up. Watch the evil men do? Your workings, backfired. Eventually, your deeds now quickly be your own demise. While I pray. Amen! *Exousia*

Redemption in the salvation of Christ. Grace in the daily breathe I’ve been blessed with day to daily. With hopefulness to preserve my faith, so I’ve made a few changes to my Plan Of The Days ( P.O.D.) At the points of being human, after carrying the heart of Christ? I came to the water, I just couldn’t path waves or walk on top so I had to walk around it or on top of a bridge. As, if “25” is not just a number. After gathering up the sums that added before it was subtracted, plus it wasn’t a minus that was missing to equal. I’ve been schuved in the open. So no more hiding, “here I am”- #Son Of Israel#- #The Shunned 1#(<of all the prophets before I. With all these thoughts and feelings: I’m still brain storming, feeling as if I’m entitled to the title of a horror film as a prey or victim: “The Great Braved Fool”. Never thought of surviving till “25” now I’m “42” what possibilities life granting me wishes to see “52” is like maths. Whipped of raw fishes by the fish market, lost thoughts about, “Mighty Crown?” But can’t please this whole Ephraim. Even while disabled, I tried lifting heavy things. Really, I was created with an ocean of ideas. Gifted by the 1 who wears a crown, he that drives The Flaming Golden Chariot which orb around the planets. He is the monarch that was crucified on a cross. He that is human being savior and King of Judah. His age was “25” apparently when he found his death. Waiting on pay dates are as if I’m waiting for Christmas every month on or about “25” days. No real relevance to the thesises but as told, tell it all. Royal-Mercy becomes close to Lord have mercy when repeated about “25”times.*Exousia*

“So much hatred, but I’m really in need of an attorney with defensive players awards. Maybe I’m doing too much ‘Brain Storming.” How can I get the vulgarities, such as: every single time I hear cats, medical abbreviated colpo on mind. “you can’t dirt medical abbreviated colpo but it can dirt you.”  Sometimes even conversations that doesn’t interest the peek a smug. I’ve never heard a better NBA Slogan than this ” they’re like college kids, 1 and done.” Sounds more like everyday of this modern days when it comes to a missing ribs. It’s funny how impossible it is to play basketball and can’t even take 1 shot without thinking about gunshots. Every time we hear the last portion of a word that ends with shot? Have you thought about it? Well now you will. Exasperated with some of these lines, if I was violent it would be a scary movie. Sometimes fire from a splif(marijuana/ganja/weed) edges my mustache without permission. Walking the journey but have to learn to live. The Prophet’s Manual showed me my demised is subjugated by transformation to Christ. Just has my father’s last words? Mine’s would be, ” I am yours father, take me has I am.” I’m exasperated to see double plural (S’s) starting with Capital ( A) striving and living till turning ald instead in holes where belong. The way I’ve been lifted humorously living my life lately, can’t stop laughing with self after these thoughts being processed. Whenever a whipp from distance is received then someone’s thinking of me. So I keep “Brain Storming”. Didn’t mean to be so insubordinate. *Exousia*

Wherever there’s illiterate issues, there’re some, that’s not free thinkers. Asif I’m asking my Father, Thy Lord for forgiveness. Asif, I need marijuana to live out through all of my dawn’s and dust. When realized, what the creator create you for? Asif I should want to be that person? But I have no options. As if? Qualities and sounds, sound’s interesting? The questions some wanted to asked? Why and is? Greek Mythology and tragedies, real? I’m no expert on anything at all, but I’ve never came anywhere close to truth on some or maybe most occasions. Although I’ve unknown, a Writer: ‘I said I am’; which makes me a Marduk form: Asif, I’m creating and destroying my own world of script. Welcome to: ” My  Life’s An Open Book.” Now I know how the mental can destroy the physical. They say: “As A Man Thinketh, So Should He Be.” So they filled my mind with vile, toxicity and that’s the reason been: why, “only the heart lives on!” Asif, I was Pac: then, “who, gives a ‘Herrera?” This energy can’t be drained cause it’s built on what has grounded everything in existence, electro magnetic energy. As if, it’s 2 of me when I’m just 1; Asif. When my destiny is already written in the Bible/ Prophet’s Manual ( it was Christ’s{1st. Prophet}-manual as inscriptions and list of who to Praise and ways on life of Ephraim/Earth.) Done heard , I was assaulted by 2 some, then more came not to aided or made it about rescue. Left in street for 3 days body found, brutally beaten? Asif? This is my sacrifice for you my Lord, Father. Helped a savior who is a rescuer! Jesus Christ was the 1st. Royal, it was he who wrote the Royal law’s in the Bible. Encouragement for some, be not shy about your philosophy. There’s no such 1 as the smartest person in the universe. “Each 1 teaching 1”, was the recipe. Now humans mind’s been corrupted by lust, jealousy, hatred, grudge, vanities plus lies equalling the sum of deceptions. Reminiscing on exams when the clock runs out, all pens are placed on desks. Asif, only 1% of love shown to some even while preaching bout love and forgiveness. *Exousia*

Life has slowed down and I didn’t accomplish my goal cause my miseducation of who I am. Since I’ve slowed my world down I’m aware of what this world has for me. This hasn’t left me misguided but I’m feeling as I’m a missile that’s missing guidance. Hope was not missing out on my therapy sessions. I’m always going to be flat out disappointed when putting trust in some. It may not be my hometown but I’m willing to enhance the life of others one day at a time. “1 Day At A Time Sweet Jesus!” singing in the doom. But I’m not the 1 to talk about music so I do my best and don’t let up! My inner thoughts drawing me out to find niche to do anything my wishes via words. Computerized but I’ve made mistakes when went to practice. The critics are so many as critters. I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: ” I’ve heard it all; and what I haven’t heard yet, keep it to self please don’t speak of it.” I’ve sit, sat, walked and walked for many a miles and still haven’t found that piece of my ribs that went missing. Yet it’s so easy for some to be going in debates about me and having my privacy?

My mind is sometimes, where it don’t belong. It’s as if it’s a bus that don’t stop at the bus stops, training bus. Consistency has become a friend and an enemy. When will I be able to write my own music? With experience and knowledge, comes with wisdom and understanding. If needed be fixing a shore in my mind exploring. I guess home is where the heart is. But what happens when the heart is in the 3rd. heavens, and your stuck with human flaws? Wishing on a super team to make a fast break with great pace. Mind in trouble going in and out to space. Need a new and clear plan now, tired of living life backwards. Since, life ain’t a mistry, but I’m living mines on paper chase? Every day I thought of something, later on got to do a computer erase. When life’s an issue but death is a case? Thoughts violated but yet still some suing for words and lines? When you’re wearing Ferragamo Garments, is it the 1 separator so far? When I’m losing off, of thoughts; mind boggling experiences, good thing I’ve learned to stray away from angers. But cause of life and strength I have I stay consistently giving thanks and faith to Jesus Christ. The same of the some speaking about killing prophets, is the ‘same hypocrites?’ *Exousia*