Twi

I'ma... FLow Searching for Substance... Found One. Found a Voice with it... Hands with it. Brown Skin... Brown Eyes. Essence disguised...Earth lineage... American. African American... American... Cherokee Native American.Live In America. North, America. States United...Capitalist Democratic Republic... Idealistic positives Survive beside opportunistic Advantage.Pos and Neg, America Breeds it. Objective situations enmeshed with degrees of Opportunity.South, Not Quite Deep South. Carolinas... Border Of the Two.Resting here... In Observation of Life...A flow... Contained.These words are the first steps of FreeDom.
Black and White
Misunderstood and Found in the Light...Recede to the Black Ambiguity... Or Black Clarity, Black Boldness, Black Wholeness...Fade... White Serenity...Blended Affinity...Clear Divinity...
Sights opened... Division Broken, between the Light, Sound,and reality.
Darkness and Brightness collapse together..Like palms of Yin and Yang...The Thunderous Claps of Epiphany smears the Distinction.

Free Reign... Free Rain... Freed Sane from Other wise Tragic Grips...Shot Pain from otherwise placid lips...Strengthened and solidified formerly elastic grips... //Basic Instinctual Motivation ... Last MoMent of Withheld Imagination... Breath of a Nation exhaled through Me alone... Staggering amount of Skin and Bone designed to Suppress the Roam INside of Twi,, Suppress the Glide...,, Evade the Eye... Think with thought.. … Drag my last Words of Life Like the Cross of Christ's Last walk...
OutRight Over Wrote you...
With the Force my Brain plays Host to...
Flow THru...:Writer's Blocks and Barricades...
Pen and 3 Fingers Push Assembled Armed Brigades...
Unleash: Ghostly OnSlaughts, From Far Beyond Your Range...
I Sketch Suns in your Skies from Far Beyond your Days...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~
Physical stimulation isn't hard to come by...
Right now... Focused on a Mental Muse...
Stimulation Sought... The Captivating Type...
An Intoxicating Hype...
I'm Jaded with Beautiful Faces...Exotic Physiques...
Right now...Jaded with Physical Intimacy...
Take Shots of Mesmerization provisionally...
My Brain ...Too Submersed..
Hold Your Breath...
Engage Me...
Feel it approach…
Beginning beyond outer perception… Beyond Inner’s Eye…
But I’m used to this.
Draw it Near… Despite the Distance, and Pull it…
Pull it…
Fill the Inner within With It…
Got… It.
Now bind to Language and Begin with It.
Pull it Closer… Ever Sharper…
Closer… Scrutinizing… Engage without Blinking…
I’m focused Void of the Thinking…
Gone…
Twi the Man Replaced with A Flow With A Substance Near and Ready For Translation…
The Criticality of my Brain replaced with the Freedom of Intensive Imagination…
Explosive Lexicon’s of Exacerbations Slam Calmly To a PAGE…..
Ten Finger’s Compose the Rage…
The White Consoles the Sage of A Being Rose to Blaze…
Leave the Heat Froze to Rays… Between the Lines I’m found Blown in Space for Days
Absorbed, and Refusing to Shake. Submersible Attention…
Void Me..
Reposed till the World could Break and Pause and I’d still be in Zone apart from Me…
Here, But Not.
…And then its Finished.
Whats left of it… the parts not Dissected, Injected, Ejected, and Erected In AlphaBet.
… Can be Seen Flown from Pen to Eyes to Focused Intersect
And Finally Fleeing.
What was Unreachable is Finally Reason.
...Agile Brain...
Disciplined to Abstain from the Pain Arranged to Detain and Enflame the Rage resting deep in all of us.
The Rage thats calling us...
Opposite the Force Absolving Trust...
Minimized...Broken we float amongst the dust.. One in a Multi Million...
Focusing through the density...Some Conform as Chameleons...
...A great feat in itself. But what has become ...of Passion Conviction and Creative Wealth?
...Cultivate Outbursts as Rage Focused...
Inflame as an end to sustain this Hosted Body Through a Lifetime of Identity.
And Reflect through Soliloquy...
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Twisted at 20 degrees 6 inches from the pavement...i'm surgically attatched to it... Or it to me...Thoughts lean...The Rest of me follows.....Telekinetic, the two of us. Harrowing Duo, ...I'm Ghost on an Inline...Glory in a Curve...
Pen Cruisin...Responsive...Brain's an Inkwell...Color....Canvass, The World.
Below the Surface..Seated deeply..Resting, in a Nocturne hibernation
Is the Fire I need to forward my Motivation to the World.
Fwd
In I Format
Listen past the words. Construe beyond the language.
Presenting a presentation of the True Me.
A Demo of I
The message behind the eyes Dying to Live.
Im living to Give/ Will to lesser articulate and those in Search of a Bridge
To Complete Defeat.., By Speech, Technique or Well Placed Faith
The Art perfected / Analogous to Mastering a Well Grown HATE
Been Lucidly Dreaming of Late
Awaken in States / DemiGODlike /Weeks pass without making mistakes.
Momentum rushed Fwd like Trains in Freight
Tightly Grouped Thoughts/ Like Chains Interlinked
Chains evolved on the brink of Suffocating a Blank
Infuse thoughts flash Fill Frames between Winks
Behind Eyes
...Photography...CRISTINA
...More Leisurely... A Night Out after the "Carolina Honey's" release party.
HARMONY
In Progress
Pics taken with Camera phone. Did not have DigCam on me when these opportunites presented themselves. Will be replacing slide soon with some high res. still life and nature photos...