memphis's blog

(Who UB?) Nourished from the root, through an intricate turn of events; embodiment of that you seek: while denying who you are. Bearing its character, shadow to light: Persona interpretation followed by reputation. A quote by Abraham Lincoln Character is like a tree, and reputation is like its shadow. The shadow is what we think of it. The tree is the real thing.

CARELESS Oops! Got to be Mo, freeze frame. Shit's all the same: but who’s blaming? Rabbit chasing tortoise down a rabbit's trail; in slow motion. Checks and balances for dividends policyholders stake their claim. Cost-effective, from data retrieved; a moment in shock, almost in Disbelief, this sensitivity vocal mute, spinning a sigh of relief. Considering the source of choice, of course. Since the damage has been done, flashes of urgency take A...

The Past, Present, and Future Living with yourself: Where the past calls, its presence; A block of thin ice, under the future sun wasted; We borrow the past: though it never lasts. This is you, and this is life; unlived in this forgiveness, are you who you want to be? Can't you see? Everybody has problems: it's how one lives, and deals with them. This much is true. Ones on the path to follow. Listening two the murmurs of angles: The world we...

We Are One Never have you ever, been an unknown: Your very presence arouses those animalistic instincts . Ravish and torn, in a demoralizing taste clocked in Surveillance storm chaser: always under its radar. Uniquely as you are; so near yet so far: could the Bleeding dry on an open canvas, as stars fall from The sky. Even if an outcast by choice or society Force, chosen to go it alone you’re never on your own. For who we are, you are, they are...

[ELEMENT OF DISTORTION] Heed, light separating from light, giving form to darkness ever co-exiting. It was once a rumbling throughout the Heavenlies. Arch-angles displays a uproar: Battle for primacy, warlords usurp estate, dominion causing an unbalance overflow. Slithering faceless. serpent, night stalkers, day walkers, midday talkers: millenniums subliminal messages, archon, aliens, Ufo; contending within a battle galactic celestial orbiting...

Morning Reconciled When the light of a new day opens wide her inexhaustible daybreak, flings wide your curtains as her reflection pierces off multi-colored windows, and pulls up those dancing vertical blinds. This early morning announces the encounter. Listens as birds out on a limb, creating melodies. As the dew rises with a fresh mesmerizing sensation and calm aroma, and watches as the flowers grow. In this, mindfulness becomes the strength of...