Quote@Jr.gong

Vexation of da spirit iz a waste of tyme

Negative thinkin`,don u waste ur thots

Verbal conflict iz a waste of word

Phyzikal conflict iz a waste of flesh

Pipo will alwayz be who deh want

And dats wot really mek a world go

round!

A dime`s worth.

Sitting here in limbo waiting for the dice role

Events seemingly pointing to a deem light at

the end of the tunnel living my bothered stream

of thoughts contemplating what to do next.

The flow of the stream culminates into a course

of life undertaken by choice with a counter force

that tosses the cowardly nature to succumb to

the inevitable.

Leaving no regrets to haunt thyself in this slumber

i intend to re-awaken from a sense of betrayal and trust.

A sense of survival dwells on deeper to overwhelm

the instinct of blowing the clogged flute to rid the under

lying dust that stops the tunes from a melodious flow.

The collector knocking on the door with a ransom over

my head,while the kettle boils on the firewood with home

grown tea to calm the pangs of thirst biting down my throat!

whoever fed `em multitudes on one loaf of bread is needed

at this crucial moment to keep the ghosts at bay while i sketch

my thoughts on a blank Canvas revealing the hidden images,

from a long awaited abstract de-construction of visual imagery.

Exhaulting the hype like you are dynamite makes a loose canon

swayed from focus and start using them peanutts to think instead

of the mind. Dreams full of "maybe"live less options than walking

the narrow pavement.

Blank thought trail.

Smiles and laughter

symbols of joy with an

unwavered tapering of

the mind,

Lay at bay your fears

and look yonder where

the eyes have a yearning,

though the hinderance 

holds me at bay with a 

vice-like grip which

culminates into a hurdle

to tussle out and breath

again,

The loud silence lingers

in the ear while a deeper

insight is being sought for.

Can i paint again?

Pussy Blues

what??

dont know where to begin,

dont know where to end,

but these blues have reached

an intoxication level,

double trouble when three is 

a crowd,

bet its time to look beyond the

threshold,

put me on a regular and am yours

put me on scarcity mode and i go

nutts,

at this bank there was only one

official client,

the account has been closed and 

a massive padlock has been put

on the doors,

the cat is out of the window

who is gonna catch these

pussy blues?

Blazed.

Beyond the basic shouts my conscience  however i

sought after resilience in a simultaenous mode.

Living the nest of comfort in pursuit of the unknown

for a fulfillment no thirst can quench with eyes wide

shut, a driving force to reckon with has already baked

the mind to partake unquestioningly the ideology of

what seems moderate or radical.

How about freedom on a leash with known repurcussions

with in the context of the mind set?

Preset aspirations with a view of aiming for the zenith are

quite elusive as the flame flickers in its glowing illumination

creating illusions of reality, when tampered with live an 

emptiness creating a chaotic mode that alters the 

equillibrium of reason.

unwavering mind

Straps fall on the epifice to resume the un-attainable.

Moments explained in fewer letters than deeds. It`s 

these circumstancial considerations to endure that

preoccupy the mind in its presence to wander further

into abstract oblivion.

Reality sets the mind to question a great deal, an emotional

upheaval which triggers an imbalance that necessitates

thyself to jump ship!

To the cacoon i recoil until an inspiration streak jolts me into

a positive vibe that shades off the scales of the unwanted and 

points yours trully to a new dimension of self discovery.

Escapism seems an easier option but what about the need for

a change starting from within?

 

insane mynd

Am from U(ganja)

Am a Hooli(ganja)

Promoting Propa(ganja)

I speak Lu(ganja)

Elusive slumber

Nature`s way of putting the mind at rest.

A deep yearning for sleep yet it has eluded

me lately. Tossing and turning, i awoke and 

yet sleep was far from reach.

This elusive sensation i yearned for has left

my bones cold yet warmth lies neigh yonder.

The mystery still unfolds days to come as

the cold sets in, and the difference between

night and day stays minimal.

Beginningz!

Runtingz and meandering thoughts in a space of time with a desire to comprehend the incomprehensible.