These social drugs x 4
Afraid to address
The reality before me
Too proud to confess
That im addicted to a lie.
So I seek temporary feeling
To replace reality
Though the truth is telling me Ive died,
BUT IVE BEEN TAUGHT TO numb IT
sedate it, don't confront it
I hate when I find out
That I can't get what I wanted
This emotional tantrum
Has become sort of an anthem playing everytime i need TO TAKE A LITTLE TRIP
To hide this condemnation
I'll find a combination
Of a man made stimulation
to deny my situation
Now this beyond reality
is distorting what I see
Reporting back to me
A sense of false security
So in my imagination
I must find a recreation
DESPERATELY and SEARCHING WAYS
To alter my sensations
theres no equilibrium
inebriated till im numb
intoxicated till im dumb
to avoid confrontation
these social drugs
messing with my mind
these social drugs
telling me im fine
these social drugs
messing with my head
these social drugs
telling me im dead
now this chemical analogy
is our emotional reality
and ethical stimulants
when the SOCIAL etiquette
wont let us be too upset
with the way things really are
your taught to camoflage regret
and our religious structures
tell us GOD want us to suffer
to support a situation
we all know is obligation
and if you shun a complication
they'll just gun your repuation
like mob intimidation
to enforce participation
see they need to keep us fiends
to their lies and broken schemes
and if you find another means
your told your being to extreme
and if you wanted to get clean
theres this pool of social strings
holding up their social nose
defying noble things
now were all stuck in tradition
unable to state opposition
to afraid to contradict
the expectations of the system
oh and the harsh reality
is they've made Grace for you and me
instead of saving you and me
theyre just enslaving you and me!!!
these social drugs x 4
know what i mean? x 2
these social drugs x until fade out...
Rotating bodies, confusion of sound Negative imagery, holding us down Social delusion, clearly constructed Human condition, morals corrupted Trapped in reaction, lawlessness war Dissatisfaction from bowels to core Devil’s technology, strategy for Human mythologies, urban folklore Sick of psychology, counterfeit cure Wicked theology, robbing the poor Scheme demonology mislead the pure Strictly strategically studying war Light shown in darkness, image exposed Few can see through the new emperor’s clothes Lustful this hustle turn humans to hoes When the blind lead the blind Just more trouble and woes It’s the mind that they chose Its designed to stay closed Standard of jokers, court just a logic Sick looking cosmics, from schoolyards to college Primitive man with civilize knowledge System collapse and he still won’t acknowledge God is the saviour, studies behavior Trying to fix the mix mind that he gave ya Stiff-necked scholars on prescription meds Wishing their problems were all in their heads Morale dilemma, pride is the root Misguided from youth, heart divided from truth Egyptians and Grecians, spiritually dead Imperially led, by the gods in their heads Motives and thoughts Industrial wealth Global economy, in it for self Heart full of madness, covered with kind Pleasure designed to take over your mind Furnished in godliness, painted in good This tainted priesthood got real saints misunderstood While classes in government, set up the veil And cultivate minds for more mythical tales Typical Hollywood follies good girl While vice and corruption take over the world Motives and thoughts Check your motives and thoughts Blind with the wickedness, deep in your heart Modern day wickedness is all you’ve been taught Lied to your neighbors, so you get ahead Modern day trickery is all you’ve been fed Motives and thoughts Check your motives and thoughts
Lord, Lord, Why did You make me Black?
Why did You make someone
The world wants to hold back? Black is the color of dirty clothes;
The color of grimy hands and feet.
Black is the color of darkness;
The color of tire-beaten streets. Why did You give me thick lips,
A broad nose and kinky hair?
Why did You make me someone
Who receives the hatred stare? Black is the color of the bruised eye
When someone gets hurt.
Black is the color of darkness,
Black is the color of dirt. How come my bone structure’s so thick;
My hips and cheeks are high?
How come my eyes are brown
And not the color of the daylight sky? Why do people think I’m useless?
How come I feel so used?
Why do some people see my skin
And think I should be abused? Lord, I just don’t understand.
What is it about my skin?
Why do some people want to hate me
And not know the person within? Black is what people are “listed”,
When others want to keep them away.
Black is the color of shadows cast.
Black is the end of the day. Lord, You know, my own people mistreat me
And I know this just isn’t right.
They don’t like my hair or the way I look.
They say I’m too dark or too light. Lord, don’t You think it’s time
For You to make a change?
Why don’t You re-do creation
And make everyone the same? GOD ANSWERED Why did I make you Black?
Why did I make you Black? Get off your knees and look around.
Tell Me, what do you see?
I didn’t make you in the image of darkness,
I made you in the Likeness of ME! I made you the color of coal
From which beautiful diamonds are formed.
I made you the color of oil,
The Black Gold that keeps people warm. I made you from the rich, dark earth
That can grow the food you need.
Your color’s the same as the panther’s
Known for (HER) beauty and speed. Your color’s the same as the Black stallion,
A majestic animal is he.
I didn’t make you in the Image of darkness.
I made you in likeness of ME! All the colors of a Heavenly Rainbow
Can be found throughout every nation;
And when all of those colors were blended well,
YOU BECAME MY GREATEST CREATION. Your hair is the texture of lamb’s wool.
Such a humble, little creature is he.
I am the Shepherd who watches them.
I am the One who will watch over thee. You are the color of midnight sky.
I put the stars’ glitter in your eyes.
There is a smile hidden behind your pain.
That’s why your cheeks are so high. You are the color of dark clouds formed
When I send My strongest weather.
I made your lips full so when you kiss
The one that you love, they will remember. Your stature is strong; your bone structure, thick
To withstand the burdens of time.
The reflection you see in the mirror…
The image looking back at you is MINE. Inspired by the book of Genesis 1:26a and 27a&c And God said, Let us make man in Our image, after Our Likeness … So God created man in His own image … male and female created He them.
February 23, 1868-W.E.B. Dubois, scholar, activist and author of the Souls of Black Folk, born.
William Edward Burghardt Du Bois (February 23,1868–August 27,1963) was anAfrican American civil rights activist,public intellectual,Pan-Africanist,sociologist, educator,historian,writer,editor,poet, andscholar. He became a naturalizedcitizenofGhanain 1963 at the age of 95.
Today(23rd=Wisdom(2) and Understanding(3)) which brings life to (5)Power and Refinement. (2+3=5)
In order to have power, one must have wisdom and understanding. One must have knowledge of their knowledge and use it accordingly to teach and reach. When Power and Refinement is born from wisdom and understanding, this must be passed on because we are responsible for our brothers and sisters. Love them all. Never give up on them. Remind them of who they are, where they came from, where we are going, and where they can go also if they ascend and elevate.
Today bore wisdom of culture and free-dome which bore divinity.
Divine: the essence of self, Godly by nature, which can neither be added to nor taken away from; can’t say “Allah” without saying “all.” One’s nature is pure and untampered-with. Wisdom of culture births wisdom of self. Simple as that. In order to have a “free dome” one must have wisdom of culture and wisdom of language. WORDS + SOUNDS=POWER (W+S=P).
He was known as Malcolm Little… Detroit Red… El Hajj Malik El Hajj Shabazz…Whatever you remember him as, Malcolm X was one of the most prolific, charismatic, dynamic and amazing men to of his time, our time… And any time you could have placed him in. His words, thought provoking. His mind, profound. His wit, unmatched. His energy, magnetic…
The 21st equals 3(UNDERSTANDING)~~~~> 2(Wisdom/Be/Born) + 1(Knowledge/Allah)= 3(Understanding/You/Universe)
Wisdom(2) is wise-words being spoken, or to speak Knowledge(wise-dome meaning wise-mind), and act according to it. Wisdom is WATER, or the vital building block of life. Wisdom is the ORiginal Woman because thru her Cipher(womb) life is continued. It is also a relection of one’s Knowledge, and is shown and proven b the Knowledge=Wisdom(1+1=2). WISDOM=MOON=ORIGINAL WOMAN
Knowledge(1) is the accumulation of facts thru observing, learning, and respecting. Knowledge is the foundation of tall in existence, for it must be “known” in order to make it manifest. Knowledge is the “light” given off by our SUN, which is the foundation of our Solar system. Also the Original Man whom is the foundation of ALLAH/GOD’s family. KNOWLEDGE=SUN=ORIGINAL MAN.
Understanding(3) is that which shows and proves the completion of Knowledge(1) and Wisdom(2) (Man, Woman, Child). Understanding is a clear mental comprehension. It is the Original child which is the star. The highest form of Understanding is Love, the bond between Man and Woman, or Knowledge and Wisdom. UNDERSTANDING+STAR+ORIGINAL CHILD.
Crave Knowledge, make honest and successful attempts to speak wise words from a wise-dome. Know that water is the essential tool to obtain knowledge and wisdom. Water is nourishment, necessary for life, brings growth. As long as God grants you another day on this beautiful earth work at gaining more knowledge, wisdom and understanding. ”None but ourselves can free our minds” Bob Marley