Shook Ones.

mobb deep

NoSpacesInBetween.

LikeThis.

Essential.

Photos from the days prior.
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Recluse.

what is it. the magnet that pulls me out the physical world, pleading for something deeper. with a couple selected thoughts, i can make my own heart beat fast, remembering things like cooked food. sometimes, i take myself to a time that doesn't exist. can't seem to follow the mainstream, and the media just looks muddy to me. i stay reading w/ open eyes. i'm often inspired, but i want to influence. this inconsistent balance...seem to reach out to me. i want to absorb a personal vibe...disinfect the malcontent, i'm hearing things once or twice before, some nights I have nothing to do but medicate and create~

Preconception.

Thought I had a lot to say,
but it turns out I don't.
I find myself in a loop of wonder sometimes...

Smoking Kush, Reading Corinthians.

Yeah, Life can please ya
But, Death can tease ya

The World Is Ours.

Classy Fresh.
TOKiMONSTA is so beautiful....

Old Man.

Way Back When?

Confess.

i'm looking towards the brightside
it's not bad, but it's hard though
to play a game of dice
other player being my shadow, enemy
so i'm aiming for interdependence
independent sentences, dont give out much streams
and lonliness accompanied seems to be my, only caffeine
i be putting alot of faith in God and my schemes
figured out, somethings, normally become awkward
i'm just searching for dopamine and the outlook I forward
all i'm seeing now, resembles resident evils and some unpromised deeds
it's funny to mention money now because it's feeding the greed
social life makes you want to comeup quick, I got my whole life to do this
slow down, take a breather, reminisce before I dismiss the fluid
that is flowing from the pen, learning- as I go though this
I'm spending time, reading through the greats, pondering how they did it
imagining a life in their perspective, wondering how they lived it
education, stress and setbacks occupying my more recent years
bench warming dreams and goals sitting next to ambition and fears
Constructing to alleviate, the corruption in my belief systems
in an ocean full of snakes, getting caught up like some fishing
it's amusing to read what people type up, it's like a confession
but what they don't confess poses a little bit more questions
something someone won't release, everything is solely preference
reference for ownself, everybody has a damn story to tell
hell..
if it's straight from the heart...
I guess the devils makes us,
a little more smart
glorifying such troubles, products of an art
so I begin to think my confession,
Lord where do I start?

Finale.

almost.

Yap In My Pillow.

All of my most sensitive areas were in flames, my extremities pulsating in tingling sensation. It was a fantastic and exhilarating sensation that would open new worlds for me. An exciting experience I would never forget. I was suddenly aware of every small detail in the room. I began to float up and away from my body.