“The Unexpected” – I’m missing the sweet caress of happiness. Tired of arguing with his panics(women /broken ribs) just to have conversations. Treatment not as warm as dark material clothes. My interest is like the unknown, would love to watch you asleep. I wasn’t Lauryn Hill, no love from the mire. Felt like just letting go cause I’m too strong. Still rising even while falling down. Who’s going to set me free. Are you ready? Because, I’m ready for love. I won’t speak negatively about my parents. So tell my mom and dad, please don’t worry about me. On a loosing streak wishing I could’ve win some.

“The Unexpected” -The heart is not a discount furniture store, and that’s how we treat it. I’m tired of looking at life like that. I might be a 10 but my life doesn’t feel as if it is. If there were such things as humortoids. Statistics only showed, that about half the people will have hemorrhoids by quinquagenarian. If I live to be a sexagenarian, I’ll be exalted. Staying up at nights passing spiritual hours might not be, a thing of the past. Who says you have to have a degree or be an expert to teach? Only the ignorant ones, while discovering the speech technology on my key pad. Be patient with me because I’ve F’d -up! It’s always morning somewhere henceforth, The Sun/Thy Lord never sleep. After leading me through darkness, The Lord steered me towards the light.

“The Unexpected” – which is only right now to be wrong. To be or not to be? Different responses during The Era Of The Rebels Indoctrin (TEOTRI). Wanted to write poetries as smooth as Dawn’s mist. But the mind is clouded with dark tides from floods of past journied. Journalizing thoughts now, not only during important tasks. It’s not just only, Thy Lord in deep space of the third heaven’s listening to my thoughts anymore. Who’s going to remember a special day such as 4/20/2024 @ 4:20 pm, why I’ve said this? Just wait to see.

“The Unexpected” – I wanted to cover, every single topic on Ephraim. What exactly is expected of a psychic, who can see things before it happens in only split seconds? That’s why, I’ll be late for my own funeral. What happens to an healer who only finds time to heal self? Even the hair can grow as one then becomes two with split ends. How good will it be to test drive a Benz EV. Seize and settle, warm and easy is how a DJ starts a party. Haven’t heard, Oh God Royal man in awhile. Don’t ask me the meaning of live and direct! Because Royal, nuh easy A Bloodclauthe… enuh! Feeling as if I’m a little person with a big heart.

The Unexpected “- what’s next?  Christ been within the heart since day one, henceforth Alpha and Omega. When I’m unsure of what to do, he finds all ways to show me. Some wouldn’t mind my dirt-day. Some knows most of the pains I’ve been through. How easily it was for you, to forgive Father! Jah, Jah take me home to where I belong. He is the one that makes The Sun shines and rain falls. Can’t give in to my frustrations, so I’ll be smoking till brighter days. Forgive me God but I feel pain yet, still. Stillwater, running cool plus calm before and after a storm. *Exousia*

This story is about a time from childhood, through teenage years to the adult hood of now. To be a “Black Sheep” of Earth and heaven. Jesus Christ it’s taking, special journies for an abnormal child. Smoking marijuana until I’m speechless, sometimes while thinking about a 1,000 years ago. Ephraim may consist of about a billion and one haters or more, amongst the human race who may hate me for my existence. I could’ve been a King who has conquered thousands of lands via conquest. Still there’s nothing such as, learning mysteries of this unique universe. Oh easy it is to pretend things are fine when there’s peace in your mind. These careless whispers, comes with pain in truth. But the reality of live has always been love. Which I was The Sun to move these clouds. Guilty feelings and guilty pleasure are a known given in human species. To the point of being the same with 10 different people’s thoughts in my head, at the same time. Wishing I was at runner way bay, washing my turbans with tide by the beach. Instead, I’m sitting here wasting time with no where to call my home. Not in a relationship, so there’s no fears of untrustworthiness or loyalty. Life has gotten so serious, no jokes. I’ll have to practice my laugh for my dirt-day. And it’s not an evite nor the evil one(1). Instead of NYC I should be rep-ing, THC. Stone that the builder refuses but they won’t first me in all my verses.

Even the comfort of a stone would have been a gain from all the pain I’ve been in. Most of us has none or as forgotten the core values.( honor, courage, truth and commitment) I’ve prayed to reach for the light continually. Keep on praying for courage, understanding, protection, knowledge, wisdom and for everyone without ever knowing who I am. My first impressions, starting to become complicated comparable. It’s hard to fill in the blank words for the Art Of Noise’s, “Moments In Love.” How ironic to see that it’s some black people that’s hating on me harder than anything or anyone else. When it comes to physical fitness I was there no matter how the pain be. But since of lately feelings of arthritis spreading, throughout the body. My socks not stocked for the Christmas season. If I was an artist my first song would have been, “Heaven, I’ve Searched For You” – where have you been? I’ve wondered if, I’d ever see you again..? How can I win? Why is the heart so cold when it’s warmness. Thy Lord made me a necessity, to bridge the gaape between humans and God. The things that I shouldn’t say is the things I’ve said. Jesus made me an Advent To Christ (ATC) by making me a witness to his crucifixion. He saved my life so I wasn’t maimed or dirt. My creating me as a prophet to carry his messages, by naming me is Son Of Israel. *Exousia*

I’ve seen your face but didn’t knew who you were. I heard the footsteps screeching by upon the hallways while lying in my room. It was warm but windy outside while the sun shines bright. I stared at The Sun in disbelief while listening to Her music. The night turned cold, I was wearing the strangest of winter coat. My belly was empty, why can’t I breathe hunger asked? It’s so hard to grow because life is not all electrical. The world has gone crazy even when it makes no sense. I’m not the one guy who’ll lay his life down for all humanity but I’ll do for Elohim (Jesus Christ). He is the beginning, the end, Alpha and Omega, King Of All Kings(KOAK), The Father, The Song and The Holy Spirit. What goes around comes around. Life can be so hard to have your cake plus eating it too. So what’s going on in your stomach? Are all  your foods being breaking down while consuming. Why is it hard to help self sometimes? I could have almost been a goalie but it is still all in a dream. Listening to these blues, I’ve realized I’ve never had a real loving relationship with that special broken ribs. My heart never got wrapped up in clover, nor found conversations within my dreams. No one to rest my cheeck on. No one to claim, as mines. Even while being married twice, oh what a shame! But it’s interesting, to be able to borrow a spouse. Thy Lord treats me just right. What if I was an animal for example, a goat plus etc? Days I’ve woken and I’m happy that I’m his child. Even while broken dreams taunts me. I’ve become a million or two some. I’ve surrendered my love to his majesty. I’m surrounded by his Mercy and Love, so I would die for him. And so shall I confess to his everlasting life and glory. Victorious is his names for Jesus Christ’s sakes. This is no secret geography, but a King of heart that leads you to a dance. Just as Sting, I’m a man of one mask not multiple. Have you checked the logistics of The Sun of lately? As I listen to the sound of a heavily pouring stream of water. While observing a flock of flying pigeons almost soreal, such ceremonic view. Even curse words have became blurps. Thinking of coming up with a blurb for concepts and philosopies. Wish me some good licks and keep me in your prayers.

*Exousia*

“Remnant” – it’s through Jesus Christ. My plan of the day are set as if it’s once upon daily times. Through out my commutes, I’ve encountered so many people of rizz. Suffer the little children to come unto me, is what The Prophet Manual said: I had a conversation with a young Prophetess (baby), she told me to have a seat. I had a German Shepherd Dog sniffed my feet cause it senses my inflammations. I had a young prophet(teenager) skateboard trickster pop styling, looked at me and laughed. It sounds pleasant to hear people from all different native tongues speaking.

“Remnant” – I’m telling you once more brethren and sistren, it’s the end times. Who are really, your friends? Morewhile, I’m feeling asif I’ve done too much. Sometimes, I feel as if I’ve not done enough. And at times, it’s as if I haven’t done anything at all. Guess, it’s time for a euphoria moment. On my 5 th bottle of Guinness, one more left to go. Don’t want to know the reasons being, we close our eyes while we sleep at night. If only I could have found away to turn the page and turn the clocks back and rearrange things.

“Remnant” – only the mirror reflection let me know that there’s no disguise for me. Don’t ask me your future or to give you a read. Don’t let me waste your time. Don’t let me loose my mind. U.S. A. heart seems hard to find. How can I paint a perfect picture? If I told you maybe and no, it gets you so confused. As if no one ever told you no. Do you hear me? Tell me!

“Remnant” – one thing I know is to read you by listening to your name and relationship with your family members. I’m not lavished with money in the streets. So what do I do? When the speaker battery is low, it states: “low battery, please charge.” Why does my heart feel emptiness at times? Yes! I like the technique, and I have love for all of you. Ladies and gentlemen it seems the blues have won me over lately. Love as sweet as honey, sweet as chocolate chips.

“Remnant” – I won’t deny myself chances, because negotiation stage is in effect. Keep thinking and believing I’m being hurting. I’m run into some who are still traumatized. Whenever I called on Thy Lord, he’s always there. I knew just what to say but then the words slept away. Though I’m holding the key to the universe, it only brings new found responsibilities. I can’t lose myself. I blame myself! Did it to myself, by myself but not without help( The Counselor). No sense of entitlement here. What am I, you? Whenever you’re partially famous and dearth a lot is going to say that you’re handsome but not needed. *Exousia*

“Say Why” – you must understand opposite attract is only logical. if I turned into a days…, I got a cause for it. There’s a name for it, I’ve read it someplace. There’s a phrase that fits, like Tina Turner. I can give you what you need,if you can love me. A backwards fifty-cent is five cents. (.05¢) To say that I’m right is the same as being wrong. Why do much controversy? Life is designed on a controversial path, that have many branches but only one root.

“Say Why” –my time spent commuting is time well spent writing. Commuting While Blogging(CWB) won’t be the death or dirt of me, I hope. I’ve felt the City Of New York sinking at my feet, and this was in September of 2014. I’m at Bergen’s Street, did not stop nor greet. Thinking about bourbon since last week. Haven’t been to jail lately, no bail bonds waitin. I’m looking to free up and release myself to my original first name. Who said freedom is not free?

“Say Why” – whoever said that because you say yes: ‘you are a yes man’ just like their life in missory. Oh by the way PU- yes! No more spliff-tails. Those days are a thing in the past. About to try a new brand Cuban Cologne rolled up in paper. Mixed up high-grade ta-ta fi now, I’ll see you likle later. Still sitting on high-hopes in regards to destiny’s plan.

“Say Why” – can’t be to upset with some’s decisions. I’m no OG. Let live and let be(I’m a triple L-B)! I’m still not sure of that connection humans have when we yawns. Now I wonder at what my spirit’s up to while I’m sleeping? Sometimes it feels as if this skin is dry of moisture. Let(Google) tell’s the rest:The atmosphere of Earth is the layer of gases, known collectively as air, retained by Earth’s gravity that surrounds the planet and forms its planetary atmosphere. The atmosphere of Earth creates pressure, absorbs most meteoroids and ultraviolet solar radiation, warms the surface through heat retention (greenhouse effect), allowing life and liquid water to exist on the Earth’s surface, and reduces temperature extremes between day and night (the diurnal temperature variation).These layers are the troposphere, stratosphere, mesosphere and thermosphere. A further region at about 500 km above the Earth’s surface is called the exosphere. *Exousia*

“I’m Out” – a slang and terms use without condition while leaving. Also referred to being, done or finished. I could be out-side instead of inside. Time spent on the trains commuting is time well ridden /written. What’s well accessible to those in the poor community? What have the poor (us) been doing to get accessed? Writing may and will never ran out.

“I’m Out” – of my mind, cuckoo into the bird’s nest. I use to wonder what it would feel like having a little girl as if, I’m sure I’ll be a grandfather one day. I’ve, live to see but lived and seen so many devastations. Sorry for all my wrongs, and robbery. Forgive me asif, children. This feelings really not nice. Kind of like, back pain school exercises. Stretch, breath and stop. Can someone be autistic, without showing autism? Some brown eyed heifers trying to see if I can hold my stomach. But some Mary Ann Bevan (née Webster) looking, don’t even have manners to answer back when called-to. You can help Alice in ‘Wonderland’ wiki by painting it. “girl bye…”

“I’m Out” – 60 revenue passenger miles(rpm);30 watts and 42 calories burned within 1.5 miles at level 5 is where I’m at physically. I can testify to the ghetto gospel. No more fatherless child, it’s revelation time so each man is right to live this life. The Book Of Matthew’s emphasis here is ‘the truth that Jesus is the embodiment and fulfillment of the mission and identity of Israel’, because ‘everything that God called Israel to be, Jesus is’. I’m Out” *Exousia*

“Motion Sickness” – the marijuana was fine last night. It was blue and lucid, kept me warm but it wasn’t a dream. Now morning rised, skip breakfast. Now it’s a wavy feeling, “Motion Sickness.” Every time a dime is found, is a reminder that we are literally not alone. Faith, hope and prayers is my big 3. Truth brings power to words and wishes won the victory. Like I’ve said, Fido dido! I know it’s never too late to cut off all associates and so-called ones.

“Motion Sickness” – in my British accent: need a linkage from New York to Turkey. Never heard of someone od-ing from weed. Further more it takes care of all day stress even if lonely. Some people’s views, is only about chips, and revenues. This country’s views, beliefs in LGBT, drug dealers, and murderers than disabled veterans. Someone said: prophet can’t shout this out. Who do we run to for resources? Everyone’s acting funny, idolizing fame and riches.

“Motion Sickness” – luckily The Father makes me spew. What a difference my writing would be if killing was in my report. Blood stain was the only one, present. Praying that you would have never left earth. It hurts, to own a few bats on my shoulder because I’m a soldier. My skin is not teflon. Head hot, heart colder than temper. Nothing not quicker than The Golden Flaming Chariot.

“Motion Sickness” – no one nor nothing else I idolize but Jesus Christ, The Sun/Thy Lord. What would my life be like if I didn’t notice. Reminiscing on times during nirvana, doubts slips in every 3 days. While I’m being observed thinking, no one is noticing me. I was never really alone for quite some time after the 1st flood. Hollering and shouting in the background only reminders of The 5th floor. Even without M. S. I’m having, “Motion Sickness.” *Exousia*

“Rights” – Should start to follow my first instincts again and say: no sometimes to certain, some. Anytime you share a/uno/1/one/ena, drink with an iniquity worker, maybe they’re right to tell you “shut-the-fuck-up(STFU)!” Weighs heavy on my brain for a man of the cloth, a monk, a priest, The Son-Of Israel, The Prophet, A gentleman, a man who demands peace, love, respect, gentleness and kindness. So… you can know how I’m feeling,“Rights”. I won’t trip over it, but I’ll write about it and let it soak overnight.

“Rights” – primally, it seems as if taking over my privacy and my thoughts was a primier. Fighting for love only to be disrespected mentally, emotionally, physically, and every allies. This journey is like a never ending chapter of a certain character some that I’ve surrounded by. I full set of sitcoms, with actors, directors, stunt men and doubles. Not too sure where some learned to speak to people. I’m not the 1!

“Rights” – all day, all week, all month, all my life, just disrespect. No manner nor home training, no wonder we are who we are. Sorry for the delay because my topic was going to be something else. But this jumped up the ladder to most important instead of just important. When people do things and get away with it, they think it’s ok. But in reality, it’s not. This may not be a car dealership but you must learn a sales pitch cause I’ll be a loner once more. With my Fuck it’s against it all including people.

“Rights” – when someone talks with such abusive verbrages, I’m quickly reminisce on back in the days. Then realized B.I.G.G.I.E rhymes about back in the days, shit! When freedom of speech ain’t free in, The U. S. Of A. So many that are punish, got to have panosh to handle things on an everyday basis. What’s important is said, that’s the basics in any languages learned. The thing about being humbled, it gets tiring after so many tests. Patient suddenly becomes virtuous.

“Rights” –1,2,3, only wish everything were that easy. What to do: when you can no longer accept certain disrectfulness? When most people my age and older not even my peers. We will never be equal because I’ve seen Thy Lord. What’s next? It seems as if it’s a virus or flu, wish I could flee somewhere far on a flight of dogs as flea. Maybe another episode of Criminal Minds will explain some’s, behavior and attitude and who and what they are. I wondered, if some ever replayed certain attitude and behaviors to have an attempt of resolutions. *Exousia*

“Ridicule” – it seems you can’t use seriousness to jokes anymore unless being a paid comedian. Mentally, my meditation is not weak. But all the turmoils, pains, tortures and abuses inflicted on the Innocents, I call upon Thy Lord to shine is sun brightest on earth once I’m looking directly at the sun. Stumbled upon a poem and I thought of myself and other veterans before and after me. Here, I’ll share it: by a marines. Moments of silence before and after:

It is the veteran, not the preacher, who has giving us the freedom of religion. It is the veteran, not the reporter, who has giving us the freedom of the press. It is the veteran, not the poet, who has giving the freedom of speech. It is the veteran, not the campus organizer, who has giving us the freedom to assembly. It is the veteran, not the lawyer, who has giving us the right to a fair trial. It is the veteran, not the politician, who has giving us the right to vote. It is the veteran, who salutes the flag. It is the veteran, who serves under the flag. It is the veteran, who has, and will, protect this great country.

“Ridicule” – problematic when I’m next to the herbs, I’m an addict, speaking to the trees. I’ve lived and I’ve learned now all I want to do is smoke. A sinner, not perfect but I smoke to make time goes by same as I write. Respect goes out to Colly Budz, Snoop Dogg, Whizz Khalifa, Kid Cudi, Humanity first and foremost. U.S.A., Jamaicans, African Continents, every corner, lane and stream, Israelites and some Hamas, all 420’$, and plus etc’s. If you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything! I could never wear my Father’s(Jesus Christ/Joshua/Yahweh/God/ D.I.E.U.) It isn’t as easy as to learn to count from 0-10 in Greek/ miden,ena,dio,tria,tesera,pende,exi,epta,ok to,enea,deka) *Exousia*

“Mission” – What is your callings? Is this the calling of a cuckoo’s? How to cut corners? Unbreakable my heart is from start, so many so-called such as: friends and families. My callings still stands, sacrifice! I’m a cuckoo because Christ made me. Cutting corners are very easy, instead of parallel travel diagonal.

“Mission” – tears, hurt and pain can be therapeutic. Like “Bob Marley, ‘don’t want to wait invain for your love.” Like I said, it’s been years pasted by since grieving from relationships. Henceforth, giving up on religion, relationships, material ships and leaving space for voyages.

“Mission” – what a way for bad timing. I’ve been doing my own thing, dreaming a life of prosperity. Now, it’s time for me to let everyone knows which is helping me grow. I’m out of my mind, and holding on to the edges. Don’t rock my boat! Maybe they thought I didn’t mind sharing my mind and private thoughts? In my head it keeps on reeling, is this the end? Time knows ways of healing but my time is empty and I’m no use. So I’ll keep loving Jesus Christ. Continuing to be a observing participant is way more demographic than an ethnographic researcher.

“Mission” – walking through the flames of fire isn’t a man’s desire. This is no secret promises. As fire burns, I’ve realized nothing as it seems. That’s the title of a Desert Rose. Walked through the barb wire via the journey of life. Has tears I cried turn into puddles to form rivers. Days and dawns pasted as I stay wishful.

“Mission” – every little thing drives me crazy because I’m thinking about Thy Lord, without losing time. Jesus Christ is your soul for real and this ain’t candy rain. I guess I’ll be on my way cause I just can’t stand the pain. I wish to stop beg, trust, steal and borrow. I have placed chains at my feet because I can’t be what everyone wants me to be.

“Mission” – I want to get high sunrise to sunset like a Sunday morning. Been like The commodores free and easy vibes. Never been with a rich girl, cause money won’t get you too far. Do what you want, be what you are. Without love, nothing can grow. Seems big girls are the same way for me, can’t get too far. I am an ultimate star because, I belong to the Father of all humanity. My life doesn’t come with a complete set. I’m greatful to be given opportunities, even the missed ones.*Exousia*