THIS POEM IS A MENTION OF A PARTICULAR DIMENSION.

the purveyor is a great persuader to those not aware of the game.

it’s all spelled as the same name…

for it is by: dislocated attention tricks, magicians switch the beat up, like musicians do drum sticks.

one moment you’re focused on what was said, as opposed to what is clearly seen in ReD.

this matters as much as the scenario makes true to you, purple being the offspring of red and blue.

comparative to: a scratched disc played in a circus field, one reprimanding nonetheless that your lips stay sealed.

but i’m about to blow the horn! we have been scored to a life without a boat.

swimming in a sinking circumstance, by the first glance it seems our misery stands no chance.

unless you are one of those willing to do the dance !

the groove is already repeated, how can you justify staying seated?

at least – may your head bob to the fob of entry and your feet tap into the rhythmic map of the century!

by engaging in the music, all will soon be lifted – high hats and 808’s become the sifted, fate of what it looks like when wind enters the drapes!

what remains baffled at strayed correlated lines, is embodied in the question: ARE YOU LOOKING AT THE SIGNS???

let’s get cereal I mean material – for when we are serious, it will keep us from remaining reactionary and furious!

a prescription of the divine is in time with grape shaped vines, ALRIGHT ENOUGH of the rhyme slime…

in light of the recent news with Carlee Russel and the discourse around not believing women (specifically african women) because this situation exposed someone who may have had a mental episode. to the folks calling for justice : what exactly does that look like to you and who exactly was harmed in this incident?

just because something was found out to be untrue, doesn’t cancel out the collective investigation that was necessary to discover the facts. widely dismissing anything that doesn’t favor one’s own particular bias doesn’t get us anywhere productive. in addition to this – the only way to properly deal with a lie is to first start with the truth (and the search for higher understanding) of why it’s necessary to look twice and investigate. we don’t have to trust anything at face value but correlations that lead to a usual outcome remains worthy of participation. in other words: just because a clock is right twice a day, doesn’t mean the clock is working! check the batteries or better yet stop wearing that wrist watch if ain’t ticking. be willing to style in the fashion of context and the primary contraction.

this is why: freeing the space of the clutter, you’ll be able to get work done. saying whatever said thing : is a vulnerable choice to make but better than to keep it inside where it can betray your pride. when one comes to grip with two realities which seem to contradict themselves – we must remember they are instead, mirrors of the inverse of the same thing. i love to see it!