Yes it’s been a long day,
eyes even dimmest under moonlight,
bodies of existence relaxes,
please stay still sight,
dreams get fulfilled steamed right,
ironed on clad clasp golden,
seal shut lips quiver,
inner tsunami emotion,
never bored though alone,
coldness remind moan,
to yearn sexier out of fright,
my inhibition is love,
which i will never show,
fore life only if opportunity,
paths anew way of true realism,
soul to soul my friend,
this is it indeed,
inside everybody is missing,
so cowardice becomes a coward’s vision,
neither will eye surrender to its precision.


Large Droplets

yes be is endless as growth is creation; me petals go from soft to hard dependent on one’s breath of emotion. i rather grow wild as original one untouched climbing tree wrapped around vertical higher outer sight sees eagle flight we see each other release unto me your feather upon me five petals and go friend sow my leaves grasp to scribe across skies sun shines me loves rainbow held as stars when moon reveals unknown as i at night my arousal heighten bushes shake owls sea me never tell a soul nocturnal bird our secret keepsakes from tomorrow another bloom shall come.

Sub-conscious thoughts…

Those that remain will eventually come back so you either dump them or find a way to get rid of them really. Those were the last of them rocking and rolling my soul efforts…it just came out of nowhere piece by piece especially when you know a people is against you fully but playing “black righteous people online” though in the physical ain’t doing nothing or even online pushing out books to try and do something…forward.

My Blueprints are hotels, abandoned schools, acres of land for sale, castles far and near and of course my own sketch done up by my architect from Texas and he is young with a family on the way. The book will be featuring just straight pictures of his blueprints and mine done as a collaboration and calculated figures from the family economics to business. Every since going through six sigma courses and human resource allowed me to further vision business and economics. Though i always naturally wanted to solve problems all the time of anyway i could for the better and it came with the territory of being a IT guy too cause you have to have problem solving skills and i’m comptia network certified with a whole bunch of certificates for a lot of stuff though mainly life experience helps me to fuel my real passions. These solutions are aimed at the African-American community in hopes many people still read though i might be fully expressful as controversial still i have to voice myself or be silenced as nobody and i refuse that plus i am using my talents and knowledge to great use. As companies in African-American sector is not really doing nothing like these really to the extent but then again i don’t watch news anymore. African-Americans tends to entertainment mostly and it is evident reality proves it. If i print out these books and sell them by hand i will not make any money to refuel or fuel the nonprofit i have now to at least reach out grab talented and gifted youth off the streets and just put them in a spot where i can hopefully run a Rosetta Stone lab and get all of them to just write so equality can be measured at the table worldwide. If we write a math book it would be great. If we write science book it would be great. I mean anything outside of poetry (though i still write poems out of self-expression) and so i am doing that…extending my arts out. I like the education sector but not a state curriculum ran one…i love geometry and trigonometry then of course sciences too like astronomy…like check this out…imagine putting the 88 keys up to skies at night matching star to key then recording it to a triangular sequence attracting the opposite keys with another triangular sequence and another one and so laying down a score of continuous sound intended for whatever purpose it need be serving. Now i’m not a role model nor angel but indeed it would be nice to get my talisman and put it on and make music i know without gimmick to be able to change mindsets and unify together on one accord for the best and not of me personally but of how i seen the movement needs to be. See there is no movement forward see…certain words ride along notes into the eardrums triggering brain functions to sync into the heavens hint trigonometric functions now releasing these songs with an attended message like “without culture african-american females are out of control” or “we need culture Queens” something to that affect to effect from cause and let the highest note take their chakras up high as it can go though not loud to be so consciously aware but more subtle you see. I’m all about being real and growing up more each and every day and night as no rose is perfect overnight as it goes through transitions whether in a bush, vine or altogether still they take time but never fail loving. My greatest lessons are the roses with thorns and without thorns naturally and not made thornless. Both occur just as everything of opposites does though i like the thorns more cause they teach me to be careful putting my heart out on the outside being naive, love hurts too, never pick up love so quickly, be kind and gentle, once you get love place love in a safe place as sometimes loves can hurt people purposely and in my opinion this goes hand and hand with Venus of Love aka War too the two sided planet, and many more thoughts as five below and five above my roses that is as the original ones. I’m getting purer and taking time being me.


White or European or whatever they calling themselves too you know? Ninja they always be top without regard to previous histories and herstories. Yet they stay all about the epitome of being on top richer into richest yet some are not like that and maybe fallen from grace or not a silverspoon fed growing up like Ted the homie strolling thugged out what up fool?!?! Yeah. Seriously, in this world it is about egotism run the sun-up before the rooster calls it mourning or the nightfall of seduction calling calling calling. From europe they live with the drinks partying got the currency on lock sporting fashions moving about modern to extra-millennial even though you go back in time to find out what happen is the repeat of times just like rhymes which phonetic out your mouth around the world ears heard verbs said in different languages vibration vibrating at first sight hi and hello then again smiling but what is on her mind looking elegant as lady’s wine bottle precisely speaking clear american psychology association near you and oh ah dip dap dizzy dah what a zest for life is cougar on vice within clubs. Power control power control power control and what it boils down to is race and color a prestige of above all else the gods and goddesses with her jewels of family stan and daniel plus elizabeth times rhonda equals olivia. Quite confusing is it not? Is it all about politics ensuring war by being absolute brute and intelligent on top of the world but wait a minute feet…we are as you drill out from the vision of the egotism to see clearly. Though dictatorship has always brought freedom to homes and limited schemes of getaway to the opinions of true citizens like a watch perhaps clocking them all with words across space timed dominating everything without shooting craps double up to tripling up off the map? On the real, it’s all about association of currency and power minus everything else…everything else is ghetto. Cold world from every land they occupied though increase survival depending on the mechanics of science and math they art without no love and no soul less emotional and most mentally controlling manifesting physically spiritually appalling. Done been rich with them seriously, partied, had a couple relationships with females of they circle, still you are treated different then again color is perceptive righ? Or is it reality? Maybe outer sight from off the surface into the underground and of course on my own land would be tightly put and concise. So i go about not saying more of nothing to them across the world just as black, african or whatever they want to call themselves too. And the reason why i never really put in the Asians or yellow-brown people or whatever they want to called themselves is you don’t exist in their book of times unless you destroy them cause to them all is chess but their culture they try and preserve and since it is no absolute mathematical testing to know all the answers from babies to elderly of why they remain so grounded in culture then let their actions speak for themselves same as the Latinos of more reddish-brown and different dialects to races and peoples too. Then you got the tribes all over the world of every hue-man compared to industrialization…who is better, the ones who are building to destroy or the ones who remain wise and outer sight yet no accessible to advancement in outer sight times? Attraction of curiosity strays through the jungles and up into the mountains where governments of people exist between themselves and i have gotten the luxury of company from mostly native american, african-latino, asian and pure african tribes out and about and their experiences touched me the most to be my own self real and the hardest thing about being hard is being real…so i’m coming realer than i can be with Tri Ba and just my own inner self you know? I can’t be a color no more…naw…i got’ta represent me of how i look and be thinking, feeling, and everything else i know of without gimmick straight heart to soul and no faking so i rather be the Book of Unknown starting chapter Tri Ba but first there are Precepts of Honesty, yes my roses do love me, i got best friends in the forms of soul now, no longer a beautiful young black man but me and my symbolism describes me and no other followers cause when you follow someone then you become them straying off your path as perception must exist or slavery of one together as zombie nation will persist and about me are just droplets tonight…i must continue to flow when i entered.