THE STREETS: A COMMENTARY IN EDITORIALS

Maktub

Maktub, the arabic phrase meaning "It Is Written".


Re: my previous post, to skeptics, cynics and most academics, this statement would hold no real value in their lives, which are lives based on order, rules and see-able "facts". A statement as that would seem too new-agey and philosophical to hold ground.

It is then delusional to have faith in a spiritual truth, a higher awareness of the greater pull of a force more intricate and powerful than anything explainable? In some perceptions, yes, it can be considered a delusion.

But there is a very clear, marked difference between the spiritual, the egocentric, the deluded, the pure, and the corrupt.

It is also ironic that nature and spirituality are constantly grouped together, whilst man and man's world are marked as separate. Nature Is Man, as is the Spirit, there is No separation of the two. It's only in this systemic thinking, where vulnerability, kindness and openness are viewed as weaknesses, that nature must be separate from man and that man must be separate from the spirit.

The bond between man and horse for example, illustrates the purity of nature. No manipulation. No ulterior motives. No mind games.

If you come across people in life that you can equate your bond to the way that you would bond with an animal, they are pure, they are the Unicorn.

Beware of that which deviates from this harmony. That is one of the key litmus tests of delusion.

Delusions

A mass of delusions, amongst a mass of delusioned beings.

I've met just about every sort this past year. Indeed my life always brings to my attention
the heap of these delusionals, who always think, no matter how absolutely ridiculous
they or their theories are, that they are Correct, that they are Supreme Beings.

LMFAO.

Mortal nitwits boasting about their superior powers. These supposed "immortals"
who when I've put them to the test, each one of them Bleeds.

It'd be quite something to film each and every "god" I've met this past year. Ones obsessed with decoding "secret" information in books, others who are certain in their Sun Tzu military strategical prowess (and can barely even handle a simple AK-47 lolololol), ones who drain the energy out of people with forming cults, ones who are convinced they are "the one", ones who are the creative "geniuses" yet in their grandiose genius are far too arrogant to acknowledge the greatness of others before them...oh the list goes on and on.

This is not to say I am not one of such deluded beings. Oh I have my own megalomania and my own revolution and my own chess battle going on. I am very self aware with just how deeply my ego dictates my life, I'm aware of how insane I appear and sound. Am I different from all these other poser demi-gods? That's for others to decide for themselves. I just know I support the individual with my army-I do not have mindless followers who must worship me-each is unique, and I support always questioning everything, including the self. Any fool who claims ultimate confidence with their vision is a sure sign of pure deluded nuttiness. It's the goat who believes it's a tiger. A lost child, a stray from the pack, an unaccepted being. It's sad, mainly, that their lack of acceptance has driven them into such labyrinths that they are unable to see themselves in the mirror. It is just a tragedy for their parents, but of course, these oh-so-superior ones, they have no parents because they weren't "born", they were "created" lmfao.

You have fuckin' superpowers? Great! Awesome! I full heartedly believe in the possibility.
Just prove your worth is all. Stop talking that yada yada blah.

Make a lightning storm happen. Cause an earthquake. Create an electromagnetic force field.
Fly.

Can they? Nope. Every last one has excuse after excuse after logical explanation (of bullshit).

I play along sometimes, sometimes I play dumb, sometimes I pretend to support their revolution.

It's really not worth the effort of breaking them down piece by piece and showing them the absolute nonsense of themselves. Let each be as each wants to be, delusion is a life choice and all beings have the inherent will to decide what to believe.

Really though it's a hilarious episode of Einstein's quote being proven time and time again:

"there are only two things which are infinite: the universe and human stupidity, though I'm not too sure about the former."

ROCKSTAR

ROCKSTAR-Rihanna



I told ya
I told ya
I told ya
Baby
Baby
Uh, uh
I told ya, baby
Uh-oh
I told ya, baby
Uh-oh
I told ya, baby
Uh-oh
I told ya, baby
Uh-oh
I told ya, baby
Uh-oh
I told ya

Got up in the club
Posted in the back
Feeling so good
Looking so bad

Rocking this skirt
Rocking this club
Got my middle finger up
I don't really give a fuck

Rocking these diamonds
I'm rocking this chain
Make sure you get a picture
I'm rocking my fame

To be what you is
You gotta be what you are
The only thing I'm missing
Is a black guitar

I'm a rockstar
Hey baby
I'm a rockstar
Hey baby

Big city
Bright lights
Sleep all day
Up all night

Hey baby
I'm a rockstar
Hey baby
I'm a rockstar

Hey baby its..
Big cities
And bright lights
Sleep all day
Up all nights

Baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Hey, hey, hey

Six inch walker
Big shit talker
I never play the victim
I'd rather be a stalker

So baby take me in
I'll disobey the law
Make sure you frisk me good
Check my panties and my bra

Wildn out
A crazy house
With my white jacket on
Wont you come
And sign me out

To be what you is
You gotta be what you are
The only thing I'm missing
Is a black guitar

I'm a rockstar
Hey baby
I'm a rockstar
Hey baby

Big city
Bright lights
Sleep all day
Up all night

Hey baby
I'm a rockstar
Hey baby
I'm a rockstar

Hey baby its..
Big cities
And bright lights
Sleep all day
Up all nights

Baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Hey, hey, hey

Hey
I'm rocking out tonight
Cause I cant wait till tomorrow
I'm a live my whole life
In the night
Cause I ain't got time to borrow
I'm rocking out tonight
Why wait till tomorrow
I'm a live my whole life
In the night

I'm a rockstar
Hey baby
I'm a rockstar
Hey baby

Big city
Bright lights
Sleep all day
Up all night

Hey baby
I'm a rockstar
Hey baby
I'm a rockstar

Hey baby its..
Big cities
And bright lights
Sleep all day
Up all nights

Baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a
Oh, baby I'm a

Hey, hey, hey

ROCKSTAR

Made for Music

"I believe in music the way some people believe in fairy tales."-August Rush

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I was made to love
I was created to give
but not to love another;
not to give to a brother, a sister, a mother, a father, a pet, a friend, a lover

whatever I am
is meant for the page
is meant for the stage
is meant for the swirls of paint at midnight
is meant for the final cut
is meant for the adrenaline rush
is meant for the notes in the melodies
is meant for the world's archives of human might

the thoughts in my mind
and the heart of my blood
isn't mine to dwell in
it's a tool to make use of

for everything inside this body
every mask and identity
it's not meant for me

I spread myself into the biosphere
I open me for the unknowns
the children of the womb I have
are writings, paintings, plays, songs

were you to take away creation
you'd take away me
I was made to love
to put love into everything and give it all away


oh World! oh Humanity!
take it,
everything

I give all of myself to you gladly, I marry destiny


I am made to love
I'm not meant to leave anything for me