Who is blocking my Sun? No brightness…What did you say your name was again? “Arianna!” Sorry to be sounding like Mase right now. As I’m sitting in my chair reflecting on the present, past and future. A notification came through my phone, my facial expression said it all at 5:03 AM whilst writing this one. Listening to Benji Myaz-“Time.” Realizing I don’t have that special one next to me, so I’m leaving it up to time. I’ve already gave it a try, The Prophet’s Manual stated: “You have no friends on earth, not even a pastor can be your friend.” The things I’ve done in life, I have no regrets but one. Forgive, my dare! My night nurse. Forgive me for not even remembering your name. I love you, you know I do! Pain and heart so real, oh damn! Eighteen years old already. Many sleepless nights since then. Missing eating breakfast plus eggs. But I’m more than just a man, who still needs love. I’ve stolen a piece of your childhood. It’s messed up living through institutions. I needed to see a DOC. cause there’s no prescription could give me a remedy. And I’m sure just as Gregory Isaacs, no doctor can cure. No singing birds singing waking me up today. Some maybe waiting for me to past away. Only the Holy High prophetized, mankind? How did I came by birth? Anyway, ask my mom and she never wanted me. Pops, same thing. Thy Lord comforted me especially without privacy. Promises made, promises broken. From I was a youth, I was hot-tempered ( hot-headed). I’ve seen and wanted to squeel while my dreams are being tworn apart. Devour as if it’s 10 birds to a piece of bread. Now my past created stress and problems for my present states. Imagining the future without stirring up problems? Don’t need no one else’s troubles. Don’t need anyone stirring up, my problems. How much of my past and present will I involve my future with? I’ll continue my prayer to The Messiah… Tribal war, civil wars, surface warfare’s and apartheid, will be wand away. It feels like the world sucks. Many rises, many falls, I’m enduring mnes by frowns via smiles sometimes. Even while Thy Lord is forgiven, I’m hard on myself. Long time no hear or see Sandra. I’m just a man! Who needs love? Time to, “Debauch.” *Exousia*

”Creationism explains the key points of the mind and thoughts we processed are not lawful; it’s up to a few muted people, to spark the flames of sounds that ignite the truism that paved way for enlightenment. When all is done, only bravery showed up for hearts in times of need.”

“Our future should start at a tendering age; thoughts are miles apart and hatred runs deep, enrouting to milestone without a destination. Woke up with verbatim memories, vivid description from the night before in my sleep.”

“A man who is fair in his doings can become his own best critic. There’s an army in the streets, some with bags and some with packs of lies. Well deserving of a Grammy or nomination as best actors and actresses. Where there’s smoke, there’s fire!”

“Where have tho gone? Having snippets moments of joy. Lost, have not been found. Dirt-day, is graduation without a gown. Rest In Peace; Gone Too Soon. A Moment Of Silence for those we loved that past. My Condolences!”

“Tho there’s love, I’ve shown some none; holding strong unto love as gloves. Went fist fights, took flights. Even would have moved to Montana to meet Anna. You’re the quickest draw in the West, Shane or John Wayne? You have to fight all that is easy, because a lot of things you don’t want to become.”

“A man’s highest duty, is to encourage others. A Wiseman can be fooled while helping a fool. Looking into the skies at a 90° angle towards the right is a mirror reflection, that’s where you’ll locate the Lord. Everyone is worthy of love, be kind to each other. The only path to peace is via love. ” *Exousia*

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Need time for self; working out some personal and worldwide issues. Some helpers say they’re helping. But their help is a trifling amount, atom. Thoughts alone of crippleness or paralysis will be dreadful. Does it matter where you’ve relocated? You’ll find yourself around the same mindset of people, especially the mires. Might not ever get the chance to let some knows the truth of Christ. His majesty, light through every darkness. It’s foolish to trust your foe but your foe is pretending to be a friend. What other else route they’ll use to slit your throat? Who has the remote? Who am I talking about? Standing too close to a metal. Electrifying until I’m shocking, even myself. If you’re using a shore then there’s a water leak. Stop paring with war boats as friends rather to sit home and eat some warm oats, cereal. Even though enemies have defeated my thoughts and my mind, the brain is still firm and strong. I was unruly as a child never thought I would made it from the mire, where I’m from. They’ve drained all my energies, until I’m working on fumes. In third person, when was the last time you had some, calaloo and white flour dumplings? Umbrella is not the worst in the rain but I’ll rather wear a rain suit. Life hit, yes! Strike me real hard. Barely surviving, like a dog. When will I live my life as a bread in a oven, rising? Many nights been paranoid about that one night when I’ve escaped a baradge of gunshots. Walked on the moon, from years looking at it from afar. When I’m gone, my deeds won’t be remembered. Giving thanks while giving for, penant. The one responsible for messing with my mind, leaves me with many pain… The grimace is written until the lines showing the pain I’ve felt. Thy Lord alone, is reason why I’m staying real.

Reality and life coming at me, racing. Don’t ask me when was my body’s last visit in a tub? Nor when was the last time I was, 15000 feet into the sky? Some praying I’ll never leave Earth. Once a soldier, always a soldier. Once a V. I. always a V. I. Seen many of my concepts on, T-shirts. 0° Celsius is numerical for cold hearted ones. Never seen someone’s mind, privacy and thoughts been exploited till I. Only God alone could’ve decided my destiny. Made me realize how amazing he is. If he wasn’t by my side, I would’ve been already mad. Just twisting my brains when necessary for paved thoughts. A lot of kunks, wet cloths, pinches and punches received while growing up in Jungle, Corn Piece District. All I ever observed is some love, grouping -up. I’m a one man trod. A loner, maybe an anthropologist. Never stayed in my feelings, at all. Rather to stay far, because I’ll be fine. I’ve done, moved-on. My mind takes my brain away to where my body belongs. High anxiety plus major depression, yet still I’ve stayed strong. Thinking of reclaiming my hair with Bosley’s. I’m not innocent but it’s shegg-up to lose siblings before death. Can’t trust The Lord’s house or a pastor, is one of the worst things on Ephraim. Who dropped me as a baby? Guess my time running out from the looks of the missing pillars in India’s cave. Left, right, left, cadences, get it right, don’t miss a step. Not all men are demonic but I’ve seen men blatantly ended up in death. Maybe I just need to be, “Paralipsis.” *Exousia*

“3rd Person” – I’m a cannabis soul. It’s now 7:01 pm about 3 minutes ago . Mentally some, mistreated you; blind some leading the blind. Not because of all the sacrifices I’ve made, I won’t let some push and pull my spiritual energy. Timing is precisely how the clock was created. Time for us to stop, the tuff (tough) chat (talk). Some don’t sleep, even while the bed is inside. Don’t defile the marijuana, it is the healing of The Son Of Israel Twelve Tribes. Just feel the vibration on a high elevation. Henceforth, meditation and reasons being it’s called medication. Once you’re real, you’ll be blessed. Some will take away happiness… Just hatred, jealousy and grudge while you’re in progression mode. I have a real fruitful passion to write, hence these words scratching this papers. Can’t keep on running out of words. But too much pressure in my mind. Sorry if I’m unable to apologize. Listen me now, no doubts about it. This verse is saying Hi back to you cousin, Shelly. Keep a smile on, even if you don’t know me… Original is here from birth. Don’t wish to be an humiliator. Don’t panic, I’ll never change. I’m just a revolutionist. One drive… Stepping out with truth just without a plasm or track. Record me, while I boost my confidence: “Morning Messiah!” Some songs, still gives me happiness makes me get up and dance. Got to stop wasting money on sativa’s. Ever since I’ve seen the Holy Spirit Of Jesus Christ – Metatron I been sick in my brain. How do I free my mind? Fear wasn’t in my mind, but I’ve given up my pain. Jah is all I need, Royal… *Exousia*

“Fig” – does this means, figure? Go figure! I’ve twisted my mind in every ways, throughout the brain worm stages. Still, there’s a lot to learn but honestly I’m not interested in everything. Unless, everything is Christ or anything to do with atom. Some people’s help doesn’t worth, “Fig.” From start to finish, I’ll start from scratch. Reminiscing on the days of infant, driving ’18-wheelers’ from Toys R Us. Grown ladies frowns, now they’re the meaning of Cougars R Us. Don’t need no more nines nor Taurus. I can’t recall my last Saturday night’s, live entertainment.

“Fig” – is westward of fic. which brings me to this friction of words on paper. I swear in my next life, I’ll be a fashionista. Check the facts! Common senses better than education on papers. What if my heart temperature is 32° fahrenheit? Proceed to peace, not war and violence. Apartheid, religious conflicts should sease. Where and when will a solid foundation build for peace? Too much confusions! Live and let love! Stop living our days and nights as a, live entertainment.

“Fig” – even without words, real knows real. I could remember when times were hard, and that still a gwaan(going on). Still staying strong wishing not to be next to pagans, new year. Too much pain, carrying the world on my dislocated shoulder. I see love fades, the facts still remains. Jamaica is losing in the Olympics to America. And it seems they’ve also lost one of their prophet-it’s Short Man/Short Boss. Why wasn’t I a Youth From The Mire that everyone admired? Check your temperature. I’m glad to be an atom of Jesus Christ. Apart of the master’s(Thy Lord) plan.

“Fig” – mi wonder so much sometimes, till mi teeth neage. What’s the point of trying to minimize my feelings. While I’m being victimized. Presently turning towards my therapist and psychiatrist to figure things out. When is the wicked going to have a heart… Instead they take head shots. Some could relate, sleepless nights searching for comfort. When will I be able to start my day? Why can’t I afford a two in one as shampoo and body bath did. People in the mire where I was born, doesn’t get any benefits from me slamming Jamaica. We are all still working progress, no matter your geological locations. Many left schools with subjects and still became nefarious. Thy Lord, leaves stone giant statues all over Ephraim. So that Jesus Christ can travel through portals via time travelling. Go, “Fig”. *Exousia*

“Heart Cry” – the way my life swiftly rolls down hill, I could’ve been hit with a rape charge. In the Greek book that speaks of The Little Golden One (me), says: ” I’m a robber and a rapist.” Tried everything to Love but failed at the end of it all. Even while seriously speaking faith brings hope and hope brings love. Witnessed holiday shopping experience on 5th Avenue (The Carter Avenue). Grew up around the trenches of Church Avenue (Bob Marley Avenue). Some wishes you penitentiary instead of showing confidence in self. Been on this Earth for the fourth go-around. Not because I’m a weed baby I won’t tell you smoking is good, so use a chalice with a pinch of nut-meg. But because I’m a weed baby I’ll say smoke the herbs. Some still don’t have no gunuine care and concern, but hanging around for something. One day I’ll be Koffee’s neighbor to watch her from distance on her patio. The sentences before and after should always support the statements.                                                                             

“Heart Cry” – don’t know any kumbaayah’s otherwise I’ll be chanting them. Whenever Thy Lord and I steering at each other, it’s like a sonic wave of eclipse. In life, there’s no slowing down period or ketchup moments. There’s no energy protesting; no moments of something spectacular. Holding it down like a sickness as wicked as bird flu. They’ll not finish with the pandemonium in my mind. A lot of thoughts on my mind that would mad you. My past is haunted, wish not to loose my way. Aim for the skies, while stars are the limits. Certain dreams, I’ll never be able to try. But I’m fine with these circumstances and with the chances I’ve gotten. Give thanks for life because we’ve passed the worst. From here to every nation. I wish not to link with fraudsters nor facetious some.  We’re all we have in this world. Let us stick together with unity. It’s full time we recognize lies and spread truth to the prophets and Prophetesses. In the word of ‘Marcus Messiah Garvey’- “let my people go!”  I’m feeling a little neglected.  Even if I’m saving every dime. Who’s going to feed the hungry belly? Now everyone including another migrant is very important? Do I have to, have my name call on records? Who is going to be there for me, if I go blind? Who is going to be there for me, if I get paralyzed? So, sometimes I’ll be living as if it’s the last day today. Badly enough to have a picky attitude towards food. Presently, to gearing the same direction for women. To have peace is as Joe Kudla’s passion for vuori climbing. Some feel that paying half to government for child support is extortion. Some in the mire extorting some poor people. Oh, Lord! Who do they turn to? Everything is not right but still have to live by surviving the odds. While everyone around you unsure if who they’re. Some only waiting and wanting for the little you have. If your enemies are hungry, feed them. Vengeance is for The Lord. He said: Love; I’m saying peace, blessed and respect! *Exousia*

“Mad Out” -Whenever I’ve said: ” a Bloodclauthe or a pussyclauthe all I hear is, oh God Royal man!” I had good intentions and the highest hopes. All I ever heard was talk, there was no peace. All these liberals, psycho-socials and reminiscent, questions to answers. It’s good to take naps during commuting sometimes. Once it’s hard to cope then it’s as if you’ve lost, your mindset. So, are we thankful for giving and are we giving thanks? What’s observed is that, people still people watch in these days and times. Violate hope and faith will show up! Dismiss faith, then in endurance shall we seek refuge. If you’re living in the now, and is still a racist? You’re either one or two things: ignorant and or illiterate. But prophet you can’t say that: well I did! Forgive me God! I beg Mercy of you Lord! My heart still beats but there’s no words, nor lyrics that could extinguish, the flames via the veins. Don’t cry through the pain. Laugh when it rains, then you’ve experienced one of you’re happiest moments. I would be lying if I’m saying the devil is a liar. There’s no game of crickets without umpire. This will be my umpteenth times writing about privacy and violation ethics. I have no worries because, I’m Christ’s child even during death. I have a beef to pick with you Father, Lord!Why I’ve prayed for a perfect wife, and got a witch instead?

“Mad Out” – too many ups even without snap still eating, even if it’s out of carton boxes. Many plus until straight talk saying too many pluses. Utilizing seriousness for jokes; paid comedian on crime scene is I, declared. Sitting back thinking, life is all but peaches. There’re are many fruits with a variety of colors from the vineyard. There’re prayer stations setting up but I ain’t there. My body is present, the mind travelling and subconsciously I’m frozen. The way my phone is sensitive, I can speak with the screen to turn-on! Nothing else matters but, life! Save it! Thoughts of wishing to be a twin, washes in the past. I’ve realized, I would’ve been in the same predicament. By myself! I’m still, feeling pain within the laughter. Oh no! Don’t get misinformed, everything is fine. Showed, Thy Lord, just how much is willing to break bread! A bottle within the wind can blossom into a genie in a bottle. I could hear A Throoper whistling into a bottle. Does gestures warrant, throophies or medal? Don’t have any Caucasian friends, so how would I know it’s offensive to call someone white. Missing my Father whenever it touches dawn. Wishing to motor jet on the other half of the globe one sundown. I’m tired now from the running around and my bed’s calling me. I’ve walked on and off crime scenes that I won’t otter about. During this end of times, it’s hard to do anything without being judged. And a lady with soft, smooth voice: “Jesus is coming back, witness.” Which sounded from afar but she was near. Some would be willing to cast the first stone. Ta-Tay! *Exousia*

“What Have I Done With Your Vessel, God?”- some questions comes with an answer, via without explanation. We are humanity, Thy Lord Jesus Christ is within each living things. Goal for everyone is the same destination. That’s all just my opinion and perspectives on life(Alpha/Beginning) and death.(Omega/End) Frosted(High) off purple runts but who cares but the sick brain. Grinding up 6 strains, straight to thy brain. Thoughts of words within a reckage via the mind, only manifested by repackaged train of thoughts. It’s always best to follow your first intention than be disappointed. Sometimes, life is like staying clear of closing doors. We’re all systemized to do or act a certain way. Where are you? What part of the puzzle does you, as a piece fits? The letters, numbers and every signs does have meanings. It’s up to each person to decide or to understand where or what’s, their stats. I’ve shared my stories, I’ve told of tales so I’m not here to tell or make your decisions. Lost in tattoos to seal wounds from so-called families and friends. Not too sure, how to live a life as a careless human. I’m in The Big Apple, riding on the 4 train to Woodland smoking like I’m in Woodstock. Who feels it, knows it. One thing is for sure, I’m holding still. What if I had no strength? What if I had no stress? It must be the weed and the music, reasons I am the way I am. I’m holding mine own space. Some help you because they like to talk. I’m not going to see you with things then ask you to please, lend me. I can’t say that I’ll be stinking rich as fertilizer. But my life is a tidal without flying or taking taxis. I’m still waiting on a car because it’s getting difficult to walk. Without money, no one really cares about you. I don’t want to be rich, so you can be into me..? Long life is all I wish for my so-called friends, families, associates and so-called enemies. I’ve never been to a marijuana rally, want to mark it off my education list. I’m feeling the vibrations of some from Primary Of Mally’s. Some are looking for better deals and specials on the daily. We all powerful in ways close to the Almighty. Holy Lord, certain reasoning leads me to believe that Jesus Christ was a Giant(Gigantism). Wondering why, I’m so short. My enlightenment is that all humanity including insects, creatures plus etc. where huge now small, and vise -versa. Thy Lord, is a mind reader and a shape shifter. Can you image the damage done to the mind? Laughing from top of my voice. This is not Air Force One material documents. Though, this might be top secret. Became addicted to marijuana instead of taking some’s lives. Lord it’s a lot I’ve been through, not because it’s invisible. Plus my own country, is trying to mad me. As if I wouldn’t bleed, if you are stabbing me..? Toxic Ephraim backwards is E.T. *Exousia*