My life wasn’t always innocent. Time to stop accepting the teachings with a whole lot of lies. Because it’s creating fuel and causing riots on a global scale. I just want to love you! Go tell all your friends and co-workers that I love them too. Let me take you out. When we’re together, Ephraim only consists of me and you. If you’re poison ivy, I think my option will still be you. You can forever be a barta. Take you to the woods and introduce you to my barta. I was never a twin so I can never be a descendant of Bartholomew, Son Of Talmai. So I’ve been drinking coconut water, I’ve been drinking too much of it. Why are they trying to distract me? Have you ever needed somebody? Girl are you with somebody? Cause everybody needs somebody. If I’m not the right one, I hope you’ll find the right man some day. Humanity is just a mix- up, mix-up from all the 10 Empires that shaped history, geological locations, religions and beliefs and humanity itself. Stop drinking, it’s either sativa or indica but I’m super high plus it boosts my confidence. My time, my events give me happiness. From all my years living all my life for the rest of my life, I should be smoking mad grass. And if you live to see my dirt- day, put it in my grave. Only my Father tries to understand, because people don’t really get to know you. Some would say: “such little man with a lot of words, but much to talk about while humbled. Others might say: “Why can’t he shut up yet?” But yet still, this is not entertainment live. But when we do entertain, we can and do entertaining live. She’s so serene and her movements graceful. Cheerful and energetic strong hard worker. I love to get my Guinness @ E & I one by one, just to see her pretty face. Thinking about life and the future while commuting, and in the background on a loud speaker a few voices shouting and one said: “Jesus is coming, call me crazy for this.” Still unsure if being sneaky is dishonesty to you, or uncertainty for oneself. Can’t mention the name that starts with M without mentioning Jesus’s mother, “Mary.” *Exousia*

Which is worse? The betrayal of someone’s trust? Or someone’s potentially betraying your trust? Lev:1 verse 14-17. States that a dead bird means offering and our need to surrender to Thy Lord. The pot would say: “look who’s talking!” They have done it to me, Thy Lord is showing me. Thinking of this vessel, how broken and torn it is. Wondering and pondering on how to achieve a new vessel without the robotics. Woke up realizing how Almighty I am. Ask The Great, Uncle Sam! It’s like communication with an analyst while, wide eyes open. A Woody Wood Pecker would be a problem in New York, not awesome. But I’ve seen a dead one. One thing is for certain, I’ve never seen a thumb smaller than the rest of fingers. Can’t walk around just like any fool. Cause being who I am, I can’t lose my cool. There’s a long hard road ahead of me. Even while asleep, I haven’t lost a day. Where can I stay? When can I rule my mind. Cause a voice inside me said: there’s something you need to know. When your nights become day, a lot of some just run away. Thoughts of being a surfer became real, now I’m on a wave. Throw my bread crumbs but didn’t call no pigeons. So if you feel like doing something, just do it. But I’m not encouraging any negative outcomes. While listening to some rhythms, my soul cries to say, Yes! That’s my beat. What’s your best? What controls your heart? If you say you want your freedom. Who am I to keep you down? You’ll see the difference between what you have from what you lose. Players only come around when it’s time to play. Wish I had you, to wrap around my dreams. Finished with the days of loneliness. Thunder only sounds when it’s raining. We all can’t be winners. What do you love to do? This curse that has been cast upon me is vanquished. Blocked the bad negative energy with the sacrifice of a pigeon. Thy Lord lifted me up then held me down with love. Jesus kept me close when he saved me in those days. We were all born blessed ever since we were in the wombs. To me this one dead pigeon symbolises, freedom, persistence, harmony, mercy and forgiveness. Google states that it’s a spiritual messenger that communicates between the living world and the dead. Pigeons and doves are also thought to bring love, peace, and an understanding of gentleness. Never thought you’ll see it coming but you sort of do. But if there were to be an event that causes more than one death of any wild life animals. Please call, 1-866-4-USDA-WS. The death of a pigeon is a good sign, it shows us that the end to pain and turmoil is coming to an end. By the looks of my state id and my VIC, I got to renew them soon. Dear Lord! If I should ride the wave? It will still be love and we should have children. I’m in love with Thy Lord more than life. For me to depart, it’s for my life to fall apart. Ask me if I ever wake up reaching out for you? It doesn’t remain because I have voices in my mind, driving me insane. Offering made by fire. It’s of sweet savour unto Thy Lord, “Squab.” *Exousia*

In a world where everyone is fighting each other. Nobody to care about, not even your brother. Like Marvin Tate -“Get It While You Can.” I’m not a vanquilatrist, get off my lap. Black Holes are doorways to other dimensions, other time zones and parallels. At the end of the time it is still being written, don’t die! We never did write our own destiny. We can’t get to the end by not making changes and going through the journeys. So I’ve been dubbed many names before by many. In Bernie Mac’s voice: “I ain’t scared of you.” Programs need to reboot simply means a lot of starting overs. As if someone’s taking a serious situation into laughing manners. If I missed my death, it would be hell to pay. What’s the best of you? When is the best day of your life? Thoughts as if I’ve been here a million times even when I didn’t have a clue. Oh, Lord. I want to thank you for your gifts of: knowledge, wisdom, understanding, acceptance, endurance, and visions. I wasn’t tucked in at night, whilst listening to fairy tales. My life’s not all happy endings. Thought Jesus would come and save me, just one more time. He’s exhausted of all this violence. Says if we can’t live right, since we will not listen it’s our destiny to die. Some stories end, so new stories come to life. I’m a reminder of what Jesus Christ looked like and everyone still wondering what he looked like? So I’m guessing you can just imagine human’s dimmed visions. Yet still, I’m the one that bore blurry visions. I was doing my best to be focused. Sorry you know I didn’t mean to stray. Life is meant to party but party isn’t meant for life. Days of partying as of 1999, are over even if lines within your pockets. It’s hard to connect with someone, while feeling lonely during company. If I didn’t see a lot of things, then it wouldn’t make sense. Already miscounted the amount of times, I’ve got screwed over. They’ve treated me like a stranger, never felt so unloved. Glad that I’m rich without anything. Just having amazing love from the one above. For someone to try and take your life, everything becomes personal. I love to see a lot of boxes, that means everything to do with progress is checking off. Access granted, here’s your card. Keep eating fruits, even if not taking in your vegetables. Eat a full course meal with a high fiber diet. Have to respect the old, young and babies to restore the foundation, that sheds truth to reseasonings. Jesus Christ said, stop working witchcrafts. You won’t be treated as great as winter sports legend, Wayne Gretzky. These feelings of greatness that I’m speaking about as if taking myself away as I’m not human. Reminder that I’m not perfect! So, what is the problem? Why can’t we show each other love?Why can’t we have peace? When will we rise, to a good morning? “Glitch.” *Exousia*

Been thinking of ways of creating a A. I that will translate your autobiography into songs. Brooklyn is my killjoy. Am I a tourist on Ephraim? Where is my sanctuary? I’ve heard of rival wars versus rival gangs in Fordham, Bronx. Be careful of innocent life lost. Kool off of the violence! Don’t act like this is a prison break in my full metal jacket. Planet Earth has so many criminal minded people, it’s like fear of the walking dead. The dark euphoria that forecast clouds over Ephraim is taking control of some as puppeteers. I’m The Chosen not Mr. Robot. So many side and back doors through the government system, not unbreachable like data. If I had a hundred girls, I would and may have to call C. S. I. Denied or granted, once used up and washed up. To love is to die but I’m already on the wire. Supposedly a treat or treatment to villains. If blood was blue it would still run cold. Lost and found love on an island is not wicked on a good day. Site’s unseen not like downtown Atlanta but as if it’s the Constellation. Love endures all hatred, don’t get blacklisted. Feeling Mr. Death in ubliviration, an outlander going cannibal without a back up like Chucky. The bosses are the traitors, masters of disguise and born to run. True beauty, ain’t like 1883 or 1923. Making you want to call 911, 24/7’s. In this special operation of life, it’s a lesson learned not a fairy tale as Smallville. Who’s the bait? We are scavengers, mad men. Luckily for all of us, there is a God. Even if there’s a hundred kingdoms, the brain will figure out what it knows. Not what it doesn’t. Am I a person of interest? Am I a groot? I know what you teach to better higher learning. Haven’t been to The Lord’s house in a moment, like 2 broken girls. What an adventure. No Superman but in need of a super lady. When morning comes, I’ll be your night agent. Not a billion words but silent as Mr. Bean. By the end of this movie trailer, iconic some will wonder: Who is Royal? Why can’t I be in the lost then found, like a piece of object to require? Why can’t we have a reverse apocalypse? Live life, instead of kill or be killed. I’ve reached the goal of becoming the 1 st public figure that’s not a philanthropist. Here’s your full, “Access.” *Exousia*

I’ve been asking myself questions… Do I have what it takes to write a sweet song?.. When the day comes for wreaths, who’s going to sing my going away song?.. And I care that I love you, if it could break my heart again. You don’t feel the pain cause there’s nothing else left to hurt. Here I go with this sad one. I always come back when I walk away but I can’t feel that I love you. Because I was a gunman, I changed to the Prophet(born priest) on my way. I would reach out my hand and tell you to run but it seems then you were young. Send you on your way, teachable and reachable. Wishing I was setting sails since I was young. Forty days and forty nights I’m waiting to gift myself with a girl out of my league. More than just a dream girl, sometimes I wake and pinch myself. My heartbeat racing, checking for, Fitz and Tantrums. Remembering when writing was out of my league, plagiarizing. Gambling problems, call 1-800-Gambler! Feeling like a moth without wings. Why should I dance to your one trick for a bottle of wine? Still a part of the mire, came a long way from platooes. Keeping it plain and straight. I always feel as if I have to fix it! Like I used to be in the military but ever since departure, I’ve become smaller and smaller. The quiet ones stay quiet because the conversation has already played out in our head. A short passage on The Book Of John keeps me, humbled. Busy doing chores and running errands right now, getting pie face. Becoming oneironautic communicating with you in your dreams. I’ve been stilled. I’ve got no notes, no letters nor apologies for the intrusions in my thoughts, my mind and brain. Now I know that the only chance to make a difference on Ephraim, is me. Let Christ grow warmer and warmer in your hearts. I was born to protect the world and everyone in it, not just families and friends. Forgive me but I’m hoping to gain everything I’ve lost by abolishing violence. After earlier thoughts of ending it all, placing Ephraim in jeopardy. How can you fight darkness without prayers. Knowing I may never go back to Clarendon, where it all started. Do you have trouble sleeping? Cause I do, I’m not just a spoke in the wheel. I lie in bed thinking about everyone on planet Ephraim. Life is nothing but a dream from which we almost awaken only to dream again. I know what you’re thinking by now, is this going to be a happy ending? Thinking of getting massages and happy endings separately. Testing 1,2,3,4 like microphone checks. I’m not unstoppable, I’m not invincible. I’m only, “Rusted Roots.” *Exousia*

Know what it feels like growing up, pops don’t like you because of your darker complexion to your siblings. What songs have you written? Are they all factual about what happens to you? Where do you talk about, where you haven’t been? Am I on trial, here? It’s as if, I swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth so help me God. Overruled and objecting to myself. Wishing to join cool aid on the witness stand by the sunshine at the beach. It’s as if karma turns to your demise and bit you. In the aftermath of it all when prey becomes hunted, the solutions should be diplomatic. Don’t want to be The Mr. Nobody. How does it feel to be single going @ 43 years old? It’s just simply not about sex anymore, but the intimacy. Shout out to The 43rd Herds! The world has been shaped and molded by different cultures and religions to separate us by pigmentations. List of the 10 Largest Empires in History that molded and rooted who we are to this day: 1-10
British Empire
Mongol Empire
Russian Empire
Ottoman Empire
Spanish Empire
Qing Dynasty
Umayyad Caliphate
Abbasid Caliphate
Roman Empire
Persian Achaemenid Empire

No man knows what lies ahead of them the way Ephraim is. Whilst listening to “Bob Marley s – Could You Be Love” I’m thinking of new writing material. Love has been such a long time coming and so many light speed years away. Remembering the day I went down on bending knees to cry out, “Help Me Lord…” I’m on a Woodlawn bound, I’ve seen all our defeats because I am strength and pain. I’ve found ways to write my mind from broken fears. I’ve changed my ways, I’ve changed my name. You can understand penance when you know the Lord’s hands. I don’t want to stand by to see you choking on a noose and cannot help. Breathe in, breathe out, settle down through routines. Is this life or a dream, how can I acquire a nurse? If the Sun doesn’t rise, then I can’t be energized. You lose your children, you’ve lost your wife, thank God for life. I was looking around and all I saw was me. You know I can use somebody… Eyes wide open late at night when I try to sleep. Saw my name on the billboard in NYC, the only letter left off was the R. (Asana) Who are you? Whoever is messing with my mind(brain), the heaven’s bound to shake. If you don’t stop this, I’ll see it through. Talking about this Rebels revolutionary in the drop of a dime. Why do you think my writing takes you upstairs? Cause finally, the table is starting to turn. Everyone’s losing their minds. So whether it’s full-time or part-time, when I speak of God’s mood. I speak as if it’s: “God Amongst, Us!” *Exousia*

I’ve been watching popcorn flix lately in the blink of an A.I. minute, nobody wants robotic murders. A lot has changed since I’ve found Jesus Christ. I’ll be hopeful to never have to fight again. I never did like it. I’m sitting in this empty room, thinking what to write about. People are entranced to see other worldly entities. I give it how I get it, straight! Then the phone rings in the background. How easily it is for a traitor to be a hero and a hero becomes a traitor. My mind can’t find any easy route to settle down. So my thoughts become like, go fishing. Remembering my near ending from The U. S. Navy, could hardly wait for my time served, instead of thinking never to come back. It’s always good to have a sense of humor. Now I listen to how some think of me. Only thought to mind, can they write my eulogy please? Nothing like smoking on, Dante’s Inferno. Everything I’ve done, I’ve made the choice. If I could go back in time and take some things back, I would. Whatever happened to compassion and sympathy? What’s wrong? Hope it’s not too late to read some’s mind. On the other hand, it’s a gamble to read some minds. Misinformation, because of the process we use through mental thoughts. But some are making blind decisions and have no idea. If you prefer the Old Testament then you’ll see the wrath of God. Me, myself prefer The New Testament, King James Version. Where God is loving and full of forgiveness (asif’s). Biblos meaning books in Greek more specifically, the inner part of the papyrus plant that books were written on. All I need is the perspicious of writing a book and be, “Published.” *Exousia*

Have I done well? If you ask how I’m doing I’ll say, well! Stay in my home, don’t have no money nor no wealth. I just can’t work! People know what to expect already, even when pressure pelts. The Justice system is not working if I keep getting denied. Things are so expensive now, I don’t even like beef. I have The Prophet Manual in my hands and tried to read. Can’t speak of my last nightmares, don’t even speak of dreams. Lately but I don’t even like to sleep. When you are too real, you get depressed. But it’s still too hard to pretend. Where’s the light that brightens my dark days? Certain things have changed but some stayed the same. Who were the first nations? God, Prophets, Greats and Giants, who alive could have lived those days as is? I’m still not going to act if I’m past perfect if I’ve procured wealth and riches. This life wasn’t my choice, that’s all it is. Looking at the clock, it’s 2:45 A.M. Some have to admit that life without me beside them, is dull. But if I should stay, God will sin for me. Almost time to stop smoking all this tobacco. Still love all sorts of chocolate candies, especially M&M’s with the exception of mint types. I have to admit it. For Heaven’s sake, I still take a sip of her favorite white wine and stay in hotels occasionally. But stress over women, I’m not that incompetent. From the look of things, everyone becomes a traitor at some point. In my heart I’m feeling it but it’s obviously shown physically, I’m without a boo. Only time to consume pain. This is no G.I. Joe but military life isn’t easy plus to mix in with civilians after active duty, difficult. Luckily I’m not some that joined gangs but I understand why some do become a gang member. Tired of life with rain in it. Borrowing without income, where I’m coming from. Amount a teary night, no hearse. More life so I’ve given my life to you, Lord. Never was supposed to live past 25 years of age for real. Someone came to me and asked me, about a specific story if it was real? Thanks to my confidence, I’ve not turned to dust. Obviously I have so much to say, I just can’t store it all and I’m excited. Time to take a break, I’ll be back. Now everyone goes to enjoy breakfast. I am Holy, now I know it. My mind is so strong like a Silverback Gorilla. So I won’t do anything you want me to do, maybe another time. I’m in the mirror, born alone, walk alone, stand alone, talk to myself. Bye, bye, now.Free to call me doctor, the amount of people I’ve given mad grass herbs to. They wanted to hurt me for a long, long, time. Had to make Nadine throw away a love so strong. So much pain with the world on my shoulder. I’m empty according to an X-ray. I’m just following in the footsteps of the greats. You’re there for them, but who’s there for you? “Me & Myself.” *Exousia*

Red, gold and green, it seems as if Reese’s is in the African spirit. I can’t go where the hurt is. Nothing like when they want you but play with you, like fight for me. It’s like the world is on fire and I’m floating upside down in the air. I have to shoot out, all the stuff I’ve done before. You know where the hurt is. Wrap my weed like a surgeon. Speak of Jesus Christ like a Christian, but I don’t work with the same code. Everyone could contest, when someone’s upset sometimes this is all you get. One thing about a phone call when you hear, “your call has been forwarded to an automatic voicemail system.” The only person who should’ve known my pain is me and Christ but nothing could shut up these demon voices. I wish poverty was 0(zero) in my lane. And I was the first to do it in my name. Becoming a Senior (Sr.) so I have to put respect on my name even if I’m speaking too much. Who really gives a, Fuck! Something’s impossible, yet still you’ve made it possible Lord. If they think of you as God, they don’t know you yet. I’ve never been so strong before. I know my life and my mind, I also know He protects His people. Don’t believe you can cash in on likes until social media showed me wrong. Even though they do the unspeakable for fame. How long will we be lost, how long? I live a bored life but I’m not a boring person. John should know I’ve been suffering for a long time. No lights nor breaks when it comes to writing that’s when I’m retired. Royalty will be happier than a rainbow. Who but Christ is my idol, judge me if you want. Who is going to disturb me as if they’re perfect? I’m not living to please people. It’s a lot of dead wishes to live. My heart is not dread but I’m Rasta rooted. To all my families and friends I’m sorry for when I didn’t need to while I was carrying as if I was pregnant. What’s the sense of waiting for the lights to go out before seeking your options? No antics but I will have to inscribe something in writing to a book. When will we know our friends from the foe? Now! Father let us know, please don’t fret. I’m thinking of life above everything else, but unfortunately it’s not wireless. Some don’t have to rate me, the amount of hatred. Please Lord show me just before my life is over. I wish I had moves like Jackie or Chuck Norris. Never had tricks like McGvyer, knowledge of God is more important. So now I wait for the day. Live a little, read a little, write a little and go on to enjoy life because things will soon be fine. Don’t let the feelings of frustration cause you to have to do hard times. That would be pure sanity because Christ isn’t all mine. *Exousia*

We go through so many deep rooted issues that are so min-nute, but it’s reason being for a lot of our mental health issues. Especially when it comes to families, friends and people close to you. Sick in my head but in my right frame of mind. Trying to survive from past to future times. No felony, misdemeanor, no more crime. Started writing late but steadily increasing my prime. Never wrote a song but it wasn’t because of the rhyme. Everything good, all happens in Christ time. Thank God to show me, who is who. Now knowing how it feels to be without families and friends. Seen dogs refusing certain foods. Remembering days without anything at all; nights left sleeplessly. Listening beats, saying my name:Royal… Never yet drove in a Bronco. Sometimes I just have to say, why wouldn’t I feel great to bloodcleet. So now I’m writing my life in letters. What’s the definition of human kind? The best thing in life is to have no rivals. What’s going to make me into a better writer? Who will it benefit? What will I be treasured? I wish I could do everything in a New York minute. Never wondered, why does the world work like this? Realizing that my mobile data is computing constantly, correcting my verbrages. Feeling as if I’m CNN – televising attitudes and behavioral in people. I’m still at the gate, waiting on my bust. No flight lately but I’ve been traveling by, train-in and bus. Amount of some who have sold me out to God knows. So try not to ask me what a liar is. It’s not my responsibility just as my privacy? It hurts so much, when they pretend to like you. Can’t go back like the moonwalk. So I have to let go. Don’t wish to know what captivity feels like. But confinement in the military wasn’t too hard. I’ve been smart since primary school even without the written portion of the school work. I’m getting tired of asking for help and begging, no laughing! If it wasn’t for heaven on Earth then I would’ve been a gunman. But I’ve tapped into my spirituality, connection with Metatron is too strong. No more questions. Peace, love, hope, faith, wish and prayers are all my blessings. Furthermore where I can’t manage, I have to call on My Lord… For a long time I haven’t had a long decent conversation with The Lord. If I keep putting it off till tomorrow. Then I’ll never get around to it. I don’t want to cause my heart to arrest. But it’s been so long since I’ve been off their medication they’ve told me never to stop taking. I’ve died so often but my life is progressingly slipping away. All bodily functions change accordingly to The Master’s plan. Can’t afford to live loose, sorry for your pain and sorrow. Loving to go back and learn to play the piano. I would love to have passion with an Albino and a Dwarf female before my passing day. Doubt if my younger cousin Cairo even remembers me. To every youth please remember, life is too hard to lose it easily. You are the future, please believe it! Even if they consider you a class clown. Keep your head up, and balance your frown and smile. Act like a GT-Sedan. Not like an old car, ” Damage.” *Exousia*