Spare Change?

YOU DON'T KNOW MY STORY

Don't even think about trying to figure me out. That would be your first mistake. 

To Understand me is to understand I am my own. 

Don't question my motives, don't doubt my moves, because I'm smooth, baby. 

Just sit there... Which is what you're good at. Watching... (Beat. Beat) Watch me work. 

Just watch me... That's what you're good at doing. You see me. I see you seeing me seeing you. Trying not to let me notice. But yeah I saw you glace. I saw. I see...

Don't interrupt me! I let you talk now you listen to me. Can't you see I'm busy? 

Don't touch my stuff! Don't... Touch... Don't, please just don't touch my stuff.

AA-ZEE-BEH-COOL-LA-AL! GOD! 

OH God, hear my cry! Ye! I am walking in the shadowy depths of deaths valley, and I fear evil. 

No comfort from a rod nor a staff. (He cries somberly) Yes, Lord. Thank you, Lord.

(He Shimmies) 

It's a blessing to be alive. 

YOU'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND MY PRAISE. 

Hey excuse me, young lady, can you spare...Have a blessed day. 

(He tips his hats and hums away)

A Boiz LiFE Paperback Edition

Forms

I feel like I'm fighting for my life, everyday. I know everyone is. However, I can only speak from my own life, my own experience, and often I feel like I'm fighting to even keep my existence, my being here, on this plane. My mind is my existence, and it being so... Fragile, for lack of better words, I pray daily that my reality doesn't change again; to hold my current perception.

Reality, it's ones own perception; what one understands as 'real'. P=~P and vice versa. Tangible doesn't define real. And what's tangible was once metaphysical.

We all just want to hold current form.

Thank You!

Thank You for Reading! 

I have been blogging for a few months now, often times i struggle with expression. I often fall into doubt, and ask myself, "Why write if no one reads?" But I do have readers, and I am appreciative of each and everyone of you for taking the time to read my stories. I find joy that people from all over the world are reading; Russia, France, South Africa, and my Home America. I am grateful to you all. Blessed Be.

 "Why write if no one reads?" 

-Emmanuel 

ESCAPE

Escape

Most People think that I LOVE to hear mySelf talk. Can it not be that I’m attempting to drown out my own thoughts? Allowing MySelf to let words Escape from the entangles of my mind. Not hearing mySelf think. I can’t hear the thoughts when I talk. I escape them.

I've locked mySelf in a cage. All of my emotions, thoughts, wants, needs, and desires. All of Me locked away like a raging fire roaring wildly. Too powerful, too fierce to let run free. Too passionate, to LOVING to let roam free. I keep mySelf locked away, it’s what’s easiest. It’s for the bestest. I am consuming, overwhelming...Intense!

I am Hot! I am Hot! i am Burning! Fear takes over… I am paralyzed; afraid to harm, and be harmed. Like a moth to a flame others are drawn. I am swayed to further contain the fiery beast within. People needing and wanting attention. Wanting Time, wanting space with “0” Distance. The sharing of One’s intellectual and spiritual resources. Draining and Feeding like Vampires.

I am consumed.

I am warm.

I am Crowded.

The wind blows. I must maintain my strength. The rain falls, i must take shelter deep in the earth. I lose sense of my element, sense of my place. I unlock mySelf, feeling safe and secure. I swirl, twirl, and flirt. I flirt with Danger. i flirt with destiny, I roam carelessly.

I burn…

I get wet…

I lose ground…

I am an ember, fragile and broken. Wavering in LiFe. i am still hot, but I am weak. The Damage. I’ve destroyed and burned. Now there’s no time, nothing but space: distance boundless. No longer locked in the safety of my cage.

I return to my Secluded place. My senses. Her esi Reality.

I am fire, contain me… In my spherical cage. In there I am safe from Harm. harm of MySelf and others. Never… Ever again.

Admire me from a distance. Think of me, but don’t tell me.

Do NOT touch.

Do NOT feed.

This wild fiery beast must be contained, must be starved: emotions, thoughts, wants, needs, desires. ALL of me locked away. I’ve locked mySelf in a cage.

BORROWED TIME

TIME

Time to Grow

Time to Know

Time to Move

Time to Give

Time to Take

Time to stay

Time to Leave

Time to LOVE

Time to Hate

Time to Be

Time to Heal

Time to Progress

Time to LiVE

Time to Learn

Time to Lead

Time to See

Time to Show

Time to Change

Time to Grow

Multiply YOU, and Give time to LiFE.

Things Take Time...

My Prayer for 2015

Divine. GOD. Secure. Listening and Knowing. It is all within Me. I look within MySelf to find the answers. The GODness within Me shows the way. Guide me. Order My Steps. I hear you. I am a vessel. Allow Me, All that I am. I’ll Exist for You. You made me. 

 I have so many fears. I fear failing, and not finishing many things. Loneliness. LiFE is short. At any one moment we can be place out like the fragile light of the Candle. I don’t fear death, but I do fear that my death may be untimely. This fear drives me to want more, for LiFE is short for everyone. 

 Be it short, why do we waste our time on such frivolous acts? Why are there so many “Plan B’s”? I must Reach The Pinnacle… 

 I want to help others; encourage others to have faith in LiFE. People must know that their LiFE’s desires can be fulfilled, but without faith it is impossible. LiFE goes beyond the physical; there are forces beyond what can be seen, that control the physical realm. Without the unseen events the physical cannot happen. Air, for example, it is unseen, physically felt and breathable, and we all have faith in it.