The Heffalumps and Woozles

Why oh why oh why
Got damn, Life’s got WE all confusal
The herd of heffalumps be lost
while we all bamboozled
by them woozles
Don’t matter if the suits a bad fit
or of the pants suit variety
These politicians just be trickin’
Each yeah another one busted
or ‘Retirin’
If my critique
of Poli-tricks
gets old
Ask yourself why
Who oh why oh why
Got damn the government closes,
Yet they still get paid
We can’t get universal health care
but they all, they all set
after just a single day
Whether you bleed blue or red, it’s all the same
They play the fucking game and we’re the ones
left without spare change
I’ve been sick, I’ve done tired, but none of that even matters
Whether my pen hits, the words in my books are lit, or I go in and out retirement
This cycle’s been going on since the dawn of power control but guess what,
That sh!t’s expired.
Pull date long best, clean the cupboard, empty your fridges, I’m ready to burn down the bridges of the past and hyperloop to brand new visions
It’s a new dawn, of a new day, not just words, not just words, but a sound so serene and true
Excuse me as I gift the sky, with uplifting dreams, drifting out anew

Them Said It’s Dark

Them said it’s Dark
And Hell is Hot
But to me The Devil’s Cold
That Chill, like a hole run right through me and
The Breeze that follows it, truly,
It freezes my bones
These spectral beings,
Both freezing and broiling
Lesser demons abound
And in the space in between, I stand True,
For Heaven’s not just found
in the Clouds
Them said it’s Dark
And Darkness
Darkness seeks Light
I agree
For I’ve seen
And through it All
One day, they might say
J, he alright
Them said it’s Dark
And the best of times,
Go hand in hand
With the worst of Them That Said
And Me, I’m in the Wild of Spiritual-derness
With my hands raised up
High above my head
Because my brothers and sisters
Too many children
Can’t and ain’t allowed
To Breathe
Them said it’s Dark
Without our collective Voice
So We might as well be dead
Them said it’s Dark
And Hell is Hot
To some Hell is right now
And sure, why not?
Them said it’s Dark
And Darkness
To many that’s all
All’s that them know.
Them said it’s Dark
And the best of times
Are who knows when
I guess those stories
Have yet, to be told…

Next Message

The Zombies

They Callin’
They Callin’
They Updatin’
They Callin’
Pretend Ballin’
Fake Ice
These Kids
They trippin’
Balls Deep in
They Cell-u-lar Device
The Zombies
They Callin’
They Callin’
Stop, Drop,
Shut’em Down
Don’t skip my repeat
When it plays again thrice
The Zombies
They Callin’
They Callin’
(Turn Off Notifications?)

Spoken Word – Hunting Season

Sunset Palms, Dubai

Beneath the shade I wait
I. Me. I. Be.
Riding the back of a Tiger you see
Worse than Shere Khan, but this Jungle is no book so look here Mowgli, I ain’t crippled
By collective ego false fear, don’t be shook, I got you, my attention is pointed at the puppet masters pulling our strings from their fake shadows…

Cause I let go and walked beyond the veil to return with a message

Yeah dat’s right, I am the ego’s worst nightmare
In this waking dream I am the terror
That the ones with so much money
Should feel funny
About walking through these streets
You see I am the richest of all
For Aloha, Love, Love Love Love is what I seek, this Love fuels me
Guides me, uses me to give a message

Aloha is real, Such Love, I feel it in my Soul, listen up for a few more minutes, for some this might be the only Aloha you will know

This ain’t a hallucination
This is woke meditation
These aren’t blank bullets I am firing from my Heart’s Loving Gun
This is the Light from The Prophet
Sent to walk the Urban Streets

Beneath the Shade I lay in wait,
shrouded in black because my Light
Just too bright,
The black I wear just deep enough
So you can’t see my blood that I bleed
from this wide open Heart
that’s right here on my sleeve.

I ain’t gone be scared
No, no, no I ain’t gone be scared
I lost all I had to hold on to and was reborn
So that I could understand why We need to live and Love fully

And not just learn but feel why he needed to leave
When he died on the cross, that maybe, just maybe
in Love, the True Path, we’d believe

If you wish

You think that’s a nightmare, you think mass media is telling us the Truth, when ad sales tell the true tales?

Beneath the shade I wait
I. Me. I. Be. I Am.

I is We, her, him, that one here, this one there, we.
We are the nightmares because we the people are the powerful. We bankroll them. When enough of us align our social movement shall shake the hills of all capitols for we roll with Love, Love Sent from Above, for one cannot worship both money and God, you know what I mean?

To the wealthy who are empty, y’all better run, cause I ain’t firing warning shots here, no, no, no I am activating all these Hearts, each and every Loving Gun.

You can raise our taxes and create more wars, you can deny us medical, but you cannot take away a smile when we find it, you cannot snuff a blaze out, when the spark’s already been lit.

Beneath the shade I wait
I. Me. I. Be. I Am. I is We.

We the Tiger, so guess what, if you’re elitist and think you’re better than anyone else socio/economically, Your time is up, and Here we come, We the Tiger and We hungry for Freedom, it’s time to feast, you’ll see

Urban Sermons – Words

Who you callin’ a bitch?
The Queen asked in the anthem

So why? Why’d you say that? Was that even a joke? Your inflection and that tone, you didn’t think I would question?

But for real, Friend, we friends right? Who you callin’ a bitch? And again the real question, is why?

Es-pecially you, someone who knows that words, words, WORDS hold

So, Much, Power

I got another question followed by more questions, why we act so unconscious when in fact we are conscious?

Why do we ignore people who give of themselves to us? Take them for granted?

Are our selfish asses, that self-important, it justifies indecent actions, unthoughtful words, just general disrespectful behavior?

I’m breaking character for a minute because there is something I want to say, though this was inspired one day by a friend calling me a bitch as I walked away, out of earshot, which in turn made me feel disrespected for some reason, that isn’t the point of this journey we are on right here, right now that I am leaving you with bc All of this above I have done myself and experienced from both sides of the mirror, words I said, words said to me, someone who flows a great many words:

It has been said to think before you speak

With that, we back

Words have power

Words have consequences
Words are heard For
Words once released can never be returned
So often we think they aren’t
But you never know who is listening

But I will tell you this
The Creator and The Universe
They hear it

Each and every word
The negative thoughts, our fears, the untruths that we SPEAK

And despite the abundance and love our souls seek, irregardless of the beauty that we MEET

In each moment, when we speak and give energy and attention to words, words, words

They come to life

Stupid kid
Shut your mouth boy
Fucking Bitch


So many words, too many words, thrown around without the care, minus the compassion that created and still nourishes us

every breath, step, heart beat


And words once given, who knows what they then become to the ones we give them too…

Fuck, I’m so dumb, I’m not good
I could never do that,
Just a piece

of shit

Why am I here?
What is the point of my life?
I should just die already…

Fuck that person and their happiness


So many words, they fly out of our mouths like darts leaving cuts, cuts become wounds, wounds that fester, festering leading into infection, infections that pollute, pollution that destroys, destruction



And I unto Death we march

I marvel at the fact that humanity has such power, we hold in each choice and word that we speak to create or destroy our shared experience

My life was always blessed, but it was my selfish ass, my own hurt, hurt that poured out of me, that needed to be destroyed in order to heal



Words… I am speaking these words to you, here tonight so that in that next fight, you stop, stop before you speak, because words can be forgiven if you are fortunate, yet they truly are never forgotten, and you never know the journey of another, unless you share their feet

Think about your own hurt, is that what you seek to create in the lives of those you meet

I have said many things, many things that can never be taken back, I have lashed out from the fury, only to release that pain on others, and thus be held further back

Words… words… words…

Choose your words because those who hear them, most of all our loved ones, make a choice to love us, some day someone might come along who don’t believe what hostility pours out because they realize how important it is to choose to love within too, and they be the ones who leave you, not because they don’t love you, you don’t love you, then all you have left are the ones who hold you down, who make the choice but have no choice bc they see beyond

Beyond words

Words, words, words and the pain they come from

Those special ones who still find reason to keep on loving you, despite the fact that you don’t really love you, do you

I remember telling my Dad once how much I Loved and admired him, then he stopped me, and he told he wasn’t ready to hear that

Can you imagine that? What world do we live in that our women, our men, can’t even take love when it is given from those closest, from those who they love without fail

It’s no wonder we call each other bitches in every arena we go

Words, so many words

Too many words thrown around carelessly we are so desensitized the phrase locker room talk and what it represents is justifiable enough to not stand in the way of an election

What happened to dignity? Where the fuck is respect? We’re out here fighting wars on foreign soil just distractions from where The enemy first plants, where the battles rages each day we come in contact with what we are first, Human Beings, experienced through ourselves

Words, silly words, sad words.

Oh well, it was a joke right?

That gets a pass doesn’t it? Hear this in all caps.


Just words. Who cares.

Urban Sermons – Both Sides of the Mirror

I opened up my Apps
To pull up some maps today


“Pack up
Don’t stray”

I remember the first time you packed your bags, or was it it the third, or the eighth, or shit, after awhile I lost count

“Wait, they don’t love you like I love you”

All those times it didn’t matter cause it was the anger, the anger inside her, the anger that spoke to me, that brought me back to that same anger inside me, when I stormed out, threw the cash on the table and left a different you, at another time, the only common denominator in both situations was this incarnation of the Soul, witnessing anger, such furious anger, masking the hurt buried within, from both sides of the mirror.

So that really does mean

“My kind’s your kind
I’ll stay the same”

I remember the one time, not sure which time it was, when you were drunk, so drunk and cursed me up and down in public, screamed and shouted, about the only thing you didn’t do was hit me physically, I mean you threw a lei at me, not even the lei that I had gotten you earlier that day but that is a different story, from another time, another life, so many lives we can live within one, single lifetime in this one long moment, but hey, you didn’t hit me with them fists, just words, so many words, poisonous as though they flowed forth from the tongue, like that of a serpent whose fangs laced with venom had poisoned my own veins.

I knows this because I recognized that venom from my own words, the words I couldn’t take back, that came from hurt, clothed in anger,

causing even more hurt, to those I loved as I had said them from the other side of the mirror

“Oh say say say
Oh say say say”

And The look, in her eyes, someone I said I had loved, as she recoiled at my own words, the poison of my hurt flowing in my voice, a voice carrying so much emotion that knowing better, from the emotional verbal fear I had experienced earlier myself, yet unable to help myself I lashed out for the pain in my being at that time, the separation from One Being, was, too much, too much,

Too fucking much for this poor Soul to carry, weighing heavy on the shell of my Heart until it broke wide open, so wide, so open, that I sought in order to find and NOW hear I am and all I have been hopin is unfolding and I look back at each piece, of the puzzle that like yeah yeah yeah these maps that have guided me to Love, Love fully in every moment, to here this very day, tonight, to stand and proclaim



Haunting memories past seep back in, I can’t regain that flow I was on can I, wait yes where was I

anger, despair, no hope! be aware

Be here now, advice from the cover and contents of a book written from the mind of one who’d cooked, no coked, no wait, a mind high up on something

Now I am off topic, or Am I not right here now, being, breathing, believing in hope that y’all here hearing this,

Y’all might start seeing the gift in each and every occurrence in our lives, that we might rise, that we might raise more than just out glasses, that we raise up our consciousness to such great heights that perhaps, not alas, but yes indeed, we might see, from eyes mirrored three, to gaze so deeply into Life and live authentically, with passion, that we heal

That the anger from both sides of the mirror Be but illusion to the Truth of such LOVE clutching us, relentlessly

Telling us in every second of this performance that is each life, that each of you is the star in, that if we took you out and played your life back like a film reel, it’d be just some recurring characters and stories that don’t make sense because you are that important that is why The Creator in every second of existence be like

Wait, they don’t Love you like I love you

Because nothing is like the Love found deep within the Spirit

Listen close, Love, do you hear it?

Can you feel it?


You will.

They don’t love you like I love you


You will feel it.


Listen Love

You feel it?

Close your eyes, feel my voice, as you hear the words, that We say, for there is more in them, than just a man, who stands here before you today sharing the lessons of his past hurt, his own flaws, in reflection of the whole view from both sides of the mirror


There is Truth bursting through the ether because Love wants you, wants you to know that Love is always near

So let go, let go, let’s go
Because the time to be released from the hurt has arrived and guess what, it was always here and on some level this you already know…

Oh say say say
Oh say say say (start whisper)
Oh say say say (lower)
Oh say say say (lower)

You already know the view from both sides of the mirror


Draftin’ 2.0

rhymes upon rhymes, lines followed by lines, time after time, Alone, time after time, reflecting, writing, dreaming, seeking meaning

all the damn time, seeking meaning, that’s just how I’m schemin’

Catch my meaning?

if I sound pissed you missed the message: “Let’s Wake the ‘Folk’ Up”

A mission, spiritual directive

True Freedom
for the masses, my only incentive, Fight on, Step Up, Lift Off, Now
Like Slow flow, I’m Gospel
New Age? Nah, Apostle
Can’t fly, Impossible
These emotions, they raw still
Deny pain, too hostile
Chase fame, unsustainable

Embrace gain, preposterous
Release chains, we got this

Step back, now watch the shift
Breathe deep, I flow quick

Inhale, that’s next yo
Your Soul, Incredible
Let’s go! Let’s go! Let

The Sun has risen
All Sing, we forgiven

Cause Nothing’s ever missin’
So Why you stuck wishin’

Start livin’
Cause our wings, a given’

If you could see my eyes just once then my Heart you would know is the same that beats w/in You. Now,

Let’s go… Let’s go… LET

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