CHuuuuuCHH

"Already Home"

I never actually thought I could...Never even thought I would. The Thoth was always there. All ways there..Nagging, suffocating even..Languishing. Yet I've done it though.
I've made my way back home. Through the murkiness of life, falling deep into dense vibrations..
I RISE.
I re-evolved and I dive heart first into the primordial waves and surrender my soul in great servitude to the most high. Candidly I begin to lounge in the stillness of it all as it hums along. Repeating and maintaining an appreciative admiration for what it is, what was and always will be.
 BEing that in which Eye AM.

Beauty is word

Some people try to change their so called selves with plastic surgery.

Sooo unhappy with their person they play with the temple they were given.
Most attempting to assume a presumed “better/”Eurocentric look.
Nationality surgery.
Inserting illusioned beliefs of a superiority system into their corps.
Flesh altering. Following the spells of the holy wood.
These persons, by definition. Through sound, take on a backwards approach and ungratefully rearrange the natural uniqueness that is them.
Uniforming.  Throwing in the cards they were dealt folding and falling in line.
A downward spiral. Follow.
Person. By definition through sound.
If these beings would follow the LAW, Land and Water… the inside out tactic. Natural elements would take shape.
They would appreciate their very own template.
Person through sound. If me. We. I eye can change my sounds i.e.
My words who are formed by my thoughts that which creates my present. Raising my vibrations..
I know yall gon be differential about it.
“Chi, Melanin content, Kundalini, Vital life force, DNA strands, consciousness, awareness thus thinking better, feeling better, eating better, acting better in turn manifesting a new presence.
A new persona emerges tuning in to the high frequency of a redefined beauty.
Seen through my, our eyes.
 Self Love, A projection and reflection of a new me.
 A true you.
I can.
They can too.
Beholding beauty, becoming beauty.
 WORD.

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I am that I am...Sharing and exposing myself for all, for eye to see. Being the creativity I bear through my rhythmic word. Bearing light shining forth from the womb that is art, the nature that flows from me which is song. Chords of pain and joy fear and love. Injoying the Experience that I am. Accepting the what it is learning the ways to maneuver the whys never forgetting the who's ...I am you. I am me. we. infinite possibilities...Lets Ride!

MY NIGGAH....

He was the dew to my morning, the answer to my calling.

 He was the clip to my 9, the Rugger by my side.

My nigga till I die.

The moon to my sun and the 3 to my 4, he is the knob to my door. All those before me made me want more.

With him by my right what else would I ask for?

  The world, the stars, a multi-verse?

 Multi verses, a poem a rap song and dance wouldn’t do justice to the contentedness of what we make,

 it might be described as chance but fuck it!  In a trance I stay.

 Cause like truth and principles of life it doesn’t change or go away..

 He made me love not being fearful and gave me freedom to BE Love.

 I allowed him in my temple and he made holy worship, 808 circles,

 bass beating drum play as he took calculated strokes reaching the ayin at the tip of my spine.

 Spiritual sciences applied to my mind.

 A perfect mathematical equation when I look in his eyes.

 The yang to my yin, the out to my in.

The definition of he and I is sacred geometry.

 What we make is infinity.

And as immortals, he’ll forever be my nigga till I die.

 

 

Tired

Tired of the phoniness....Tired of the fuckery...Tired of egos. My ego, Other WOMBman's ego's...I'm tired of fake ass people...Y'all know me...Nah Not OF me. Y'all KNOW ME....BEEN a curious big mouth wide eyed girl from "da heights"....Haitian..strict modest parents. "religious views"..Church girl...gone "bad". Round da way chick. Hold a nigga down bitch...Will spaz da fuck out girl..Nerdy, glasses, skinny, light bright girl...Loved Umi. Respected Fada. Y'all KNOW me...Been up and down da east coast blowin smoke from every kind of roll available to toke...Y'all SEEN me speedball up and down round and round...From a foul mouthed baby to having two babies...most still say "she's CrayZ"..But y'all know me...I hardly keep things in..Constant talker..Always had fly friends cause my heart is always near to lend..a hand a shoulder a dollar a laugh....But I'm tired...and Roy Ayers said "we ain't got time to be tired"...You shoulda seen his 71 yr young behind jammn @ S.O.B's..LOL!!! "cause da tired move to slow"....Point is. Its a struggle...I open my life to people because maybe naive maybe ego again watever it is I'm unafraid of what Y'ALL might do when Y'ALL KNOW me...or know that I'm Tired...Or what the Government might do..when I give them info to know me or what the tired (literally)ctfu!! Low Vibration Fish of crown heights females might try: Keyword: Try to do to me because they Know ME....I'm unafraid...What I am AFRAID of is me...ME because I am Tired...Its difficult to manifest your potential when your tired...Its difficult to not harm others when your at your exasperated level of tolerance because your tired of exercising patience...its difficult to Educe children and others around you when your spirit is tired...Its all just a word dweebs so don't get caught up..Tired now...But Aware I am..Awake I will stay...Eating properly..expelling attachments, building with fellow beings, conscious to the illusionary 3rd dimension...Educing Self nourishing Mind body and soul...Tired is just a feeling i had..But Y'all KNOW ME..LMAOOOOo or so you thought...Tired is an expression for the moment Dorcas is Never defined.
P.S. I could never be tired. :)