you can be more than you’ve seen in yourself
you can become more than you’ve envisioned yourself becoming
I see you, I’ve seen you
because I see myself
I see myself in you
the spirit has no shell
it has no form
it is as informal as the first primal waters that screamed chaos
until God spoke order
and form was created
comfort exists everywhere to that which can be, exist
and thrive anywhere
the spirit has no circle
nor barrier
like air, it can’t be kept out
though like air, it can be forgotten
and not considered, until it suffers
what’s in you is anxious to get outside itself and expand
the spirit has no type
it just flows
flow, you
you flow
so flow
do not constrict your wave
become the form of the endless waters of creation
break the mold
become the mold
reap the consciousness of eternity’s promise
and nothing will be off limits
see yourself where you have not seen your self
imagine beyond borders
create comfort, more than comfort creates you
swaying to its waves that fit and do not fit
how you, where you, find your place
your place is here
your place is there
your place is everywhere
your place is now
wake up to the fear of truth
and walk it bravely needing no shadow or shade
the personality of the spirit is joy love energetic and seeking
now tell me
what place does it fit in better
than you, yourself?
and like the spirit, I want more
because you, are the most
God Process of Creation, Martyrdom, and Matriarchy
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created Young R.U.S.S.
to experience WayOfLife
God
created human beings
to experience God’s self
because
God is God
and God
made Man and Woman
therefore
we are gods
created by the God
in the form of Man and Woman
if
we are a form and expression
in and of God
then gods, we are
so I say
it is still ‘your’ arm that is cut off
and it is still
‘your’ art which your arm creates
what is separate or outside oneself
is still part of the self
just in a different form or expression
hence
undifferentiated self
creating differentiated forms of self
to experience self-
and self’s many forms and expressions
this is what God has done
and of God, this is what we do
as gods encased in flesh
sages adepts mystics masters and “saints”
have all said the same thing
“…ye are gods…”
this is too scary and responsible a title for us to just walk into
so we create walls of denials
that alleviate the symptoms from the grand meanings of our truth
this dispels of the ultimate reality of failure
and how we go about the being of self
in regards to truth, purpose, and being of and as God
as gods, in God’s lower form
with the divine ability to assimilate apotheosis
a higher form of consciousness and state of being
but ahhah
in the third century, this talk became heresy
to the Orthodox and dogmatic patriarchal views, conquests, and crusades
for power control suppression and oppression
all to quell rebellions
and
empowered individuals and spiritually liberated beings
along with women going about the business of being of own mind body and ability
those responsibilities now relegated to men
to free your mind
is to release it of all limitations and spiritual inhibitions
projecting prophecy…
the next great leader doesn’t need to be nor have to always be a man
in this world, there is a woman in need
not just one that breeds
but a woman in deed,
who becomes a woman that leads
and I am a man
ready and willing to follow a woman’s lead
in a world that should be led back to the illuminated consciousness and prosperousness of matriarchy
when divine metaphysics
inoculated both the land and the soul
physical and spiritual realities joined and set free within us all
duality
this woman will not be nor is the, Queen of England
but the Queen of Inland-the land of wisdom, spring of truth, and well of divinity inside us all
and to her, I bow
because she dies
for us to live
and she is reborn
within us all
continually risking her very life
to give life
God is all
both Him
and Her
but to expand on ourselves
every example of sacrifice and salvation for Man
doesn’t need to be only in the form of a Man
Man didn’t come first
that is a myth planted by patriarchy
and believed true over time
Man and Woman were created in the same breath
at the same moment
from an Androgynous God
that understood the purpose and perfection of both
which had nothing to do with the place
of one over the other
but the sound oneness of both beings
occupying this world, coming together
as one
creation
a bugs life
if i could speak
id tell you
dont bug me
bug off!
im not trying to bother you
im just being me
thats all i can be
being who, and what
i was designed to be
my purpose is no less
because i cant speak
because you think im weak
my purpose is no less
because you can swat at,
and step on me
because you are bigger
and more powerful than I am
we have the same source!
i am beautiful too
i even got a few wives
and baby mama drama
but i let them and my kids be
i dont bug them
why cant you give me the same courtesy
your life would be a lot different if i werent around
you just cant see it yet
but if you keep messing around
one day you’ll see
and by that time
it may be too late
you cant see what you do not appreciate
you cant take back a life you kill
though my body my paint the soles of your shoe
i still have a soul too
and my life matters as well
i feel you minorities
my black people and natives
my hispanics and asians
hell, even my women!
well until yaw start killing us!
perpetuating the cycle
where does it stop?
all life matters right?
or is killing and destruction,
just human nature?
but i get it, i see where you coming from
we all see
monkey see, monkey do
when you spend a lifetime
feeling so small
you look for anything to step on
to prop yourself up
as to not forever feel like the least
and lowest forms of life
i almost would embrace your swat
or shoe
if i didnt care for my own life as well
and if i ever stung or bit you
man i was just fighting fire with fire
so you would know that i am here
and i exist as well
i needed you to respect that
can you dig that?
because when we swarm or protest
fighting for our right to live
and to not be bothered
protecting our lives
yaw get all up in arms
throwing chemicals at us as well
to get us to disperse
but we cant go to jail
there is no equal medium
so we give our all in our fight
because its all we have to give
so its all or nothing
im telling you,
i get it
so get me, too
Reflecting to my Son
reflecting on where has my life gone
remembering everything that I ever did wrong
sometimes I rather quit trying to be strong
because chances take time, and patience takes too long
but then I remember you
and how all my past choices have injured you
even now, if I ever gave up how it would still hinder you
and I can’t be another stick in your finger that splinters you
though you may not understand it yet but resilience will center you
and giving up on love will make you winter blue
I used to be fractioned, fractured, flipping out, living upside down like the reciprocal
so I understand the sounds when I say I’ve changed and grown-up now, and why you may still be cynical
and I wish I could say we are identical, but you way better than me
so I’m glad that God makes us all different, because there’s a lesson in who you are not, and who you are trying to be
I’m a father trying to be seen like his son, and in that is how I can truly be free
it kinda sounds biblical, because you are the example of being better, in life even the children can lead
and I was living a lie most my life, but the love of you has helped me to truly be me
we have to live in our truths no matter the pain it may cause, otherwise we can’t breathe
I can say I’m changing for you, but honestly I had to change for my self first
I had to look in the mirror, through the lies and pain, and makeover my self worth
I’m no longer thin-skinned, but I remember the first time I felt yours
I was a living hell, but you had that kind of glowing beauty that would make a farther fight his way back from hell for
and we all have our stories, regrets, and wish things can be perfect
but it all works out for a higher reason, you may call it God’s plan, because everything has a purpose
it may not happen when we desire, but patience is divine
so we have to be OK with not trying to control time
because needing to control things can keep you in the blind
and there will be bigger things right in front of you that you’ve lost, hoping you will find
everything works for a higher good, within God’s design
so the hardest thing is loving and forgiving yourself, because we can get trapped in our own minds
which is the reason it was hard for me to write you, because I have been trapped in mine
but the writings on the wall, so its time I read the signs
Believed in a Dream
I don’t know which came first
was it the dream or the belief, that one could fly
or
maybe it’s a tie
I’m
believing true miracles exist between the design of two sides
along with the reason of why, we decide, to combine
because
distance…
creates too much space between possibilities, and the spark of rekindled love may flicker when we divide
I
believe that
my dreams and beliefs could both collide
I
imagine them coming together to rival the sky
I
envision the sky coated in brilliant swaths of paints or pastels reimagining the description of you and I
I
envision you as majestic as an eagle with wings broader than sight that cover and detail the sky
and I’d
marvel at your magnificence
admittedly in a life that can harden hearts
it is the art of love, that carves the stars
and charms our scars and all the harm that swarms
yet keeps us warm, enough to open arms like unraveled yarn
knitting thick sweaters of promised pain in a life where pleasure comes and goes
but
clothing can always be changed
so son
even if you wear your heart on your sleeve, you can’t buy love
but
you’re always right by love because
love is always stored
and nothing bought that covers you can cover truth!
let your truth shine like the brightest light that you are
the
light that blots out the darkness
the light whose shadow is a cluster of shooting stars
son
even in the darkest storms, light was born
light is love, love is light and light was the genesis
whatever your passion, whatever your purpose, give all that you got, make every moment worth it, because you’re more than worthy, be diligent, even if you’re uncertain, and hurting, peel back those curtains and outshine all circuits
and let love take the initiative…
sometimes I tend to drift when I reminisce
forgive me for this,
but just thinking of your beauty always makes me sensitive
reflecting on all the light I’ve ever known that still hasn’t trumped your preeminence
nothing could ever block your significance
and as a man I’d
willingly cater to the submission of emotional sentiment
forming
rain clouds in the corners of my eyes
I’d
rain tears of joy, from a man witnessing the greatness of his boy
and
would soil a massive field of flowers blossoming from the sun of your presence, benevolence, perfection, and innocence
and when you perform
on the worlds fields, the world yields
when you spread your wings,
the world is adorned with your form
even as gravity may pull at you, trying to bring you back down to earth
as to make you like everyone else
son with grace and humility, just smile defiantly and clip on your Orion’s belt
because your background will boast a choir of angels singing their approval to a full audience eager to capture your awe and call themselves witnesses
all cheering you on, telling you in their own way that
you are a star, you are limitless, you are infinite
because
you are a star, you are limitless, you are infinite
Josiah
remember this
you are a star, you are limitless, you are infinite
and you were the belief that I dreamed
you are the dream that I believe
and there’s nothing you can not achieve
because your light, your Golden Glowing Rays, and Wings,
your love
and your Herculean heart will always keep you in First Place
Josiah Henry James Wardlow, my son, I love You, and Happy Golden and 12th Birthday
What is Philosophy
if we exercised moderation
the veil would be lifted
from our over-stimulated senses
and sense of reality
we take everything too far
we don’t question enough
think enough
believe enough
see enough
so we question irrationally
think irrationally
believe irrationally
perceive irrationally
therefore,
our speech is irrational
and words create reality
so we experience irrationality
and feel as though,
emotions are irrational
so questions and assertions-
which threaten the paradigmatic thought
are-
“conspiracy theories”
dismissed as extreme claims
antagonistic to status quo
because some take it too far
and their extremes
distract from the profound questions that matter
the questions unheard
and unasked
because questions
have now become
social terrorism
but every now
was created again
by terrorism