Its 4: 40 a.m.
44O
Its getting light outside.
I can’t sleep.
I am watching Empire and struggling with my body.. and my Spirit taking breaks to fight with the force which wishes to keep hold of me…
The past, all surmounted, the days and nights of a life time which led me here.
I used to dance, to sing, rap, spit beats.. Design, create, build do… direct.
I had an illusion of a Life.
I am not lonely, but I have been a lone a long time.
Love Conquers All?
But Love has not conquered me,
Never needed it.
Desired it.. and Life.
I sit here, walk to the deck. sing out to the night
I pray when I Sing.
I let the pain out.. in a voice a paen to the night,
This is not me.
This was never me,
but I am still proud of the man I have become.
I think of this last portal.. the play.
The truth of Arden – a past resurrected manifested into form.
And a Play in which a man, in this world is forced to expose himself naked to strangers and Lover, who take this transparency required to rip me a part.
Its part of the Script..
Its a play.
People Wanted a God,
Powerful who grants miracles,
not A Man who does the same thing,
There is a Family, one I have fought for,
summoned into Existence- created?
Brought out from deep deep with all of you.
how many people, how many times..
To see a beloved and fight as they tear your soul apart.
They do not remember..
None of them did…
I try to explain,
I give proof..
i see you from here.. right o Eternity.
Prove it! Prove it!
As if the light shinning my eyes, in my manner
in A warrior who roars like an Existential Lion would lie.
Raise the Dead.
No more singing these songs..
Out in the public..
Where are my friends where are my lovers…
Denied for so long.
It was Fathers Day..
Where is the Father the guide who I brought into existence
The who brought me into His World.
No, I wasn’t born of a Woman..
Even She was a Man.
I came down by my free will and choice
To Dance and Celebrate .. Be an Artist..Designer of new worlds.
He spirited me away.
Into His World once our Creation.. My Beautiful Perfect Song.
I came for a reunion.
Not a journey a prison in a prism to fix something when Nothing is wrong.
I am watching Empire, I remember how I can do all of those things and more.
Your going to be Famous.. so many sought to make me a Star.
But I was set up from the get go.
See I was born in Alexander Grove.
A.G To AG.
I never get lonely.
Yet I wonder how is a MAN can be made to feel so alone.
Where is Beauty?
Where is the Song.. the Father who was a brother who promised he would meet me here at the end of this Journey and Mission
The one who whispered in my ears, in the twinkle of the eyes of the people he led me to, who I fell in love with yet each unintentionally and intentionally tearing ripping me apart.
I never brought my heart with me,
but my heart came undercover and followed me here.
I am watching Empire.
I sit alone.. I could have been happy these last 4 days,
maybe.. i had thought to myself that I could rest.
I wake up to the energy of memories of the play here.
I struggle for a moment at what is the true nature of the force which brought me here.
Trapped in a Truman Show.
Ed Harris E H 58
Jim Carey… J C 10 3…..
MASK… should I tell you the Truth of the Mask?
M ASK..
Manners Manifestation You Wish to see Manifestation…
ASK.
My Father was my Brother and Father was I
FBF..
Harmonies Perfection.
He moved through he story.
I a gentleman who came for a family reunion
Through the most dangerous streets in the world.
I walked through the Ghettos,
I am watching Empire and I remember by path..
The pathways which led me here… to the present.
The Gift…
Of right now.
He brought me into his creation to correct all this bull shit.
To turn me into a Beautiful Assassin just as he is.
Do you know how many killers and murders I have met?
Professional assassins- Istanbul Paris New York.
I am the dancer, the Lover of Life.
I have a rendevouz with the One who brought me here.
I never let sorrow or hurt bring me down.
Pounding me, pounding me.
Beating to a pulp.
Stay Down! dont get up again
Get down on your knees
Fuck You I retorted.
no one can turn me into a murder of some person evil bitch.
Infinity Stands Up.
But you got to pause and wonder,
what can do this to you?
The one who is called The Creator, The Source…
H-God, Existence .. a man.
That everyone wants to be a God .. of their imaginations.
Do you know how hard they tried to get me to become so angry that i would loose my temper, use my tall muscular slim frame,
Through me into prison to be just another statistic – a Black Man.
29 months in a Shelter…
The streets of new york I walked.
The Elegant Nomad- following a signal, a message a path- with my E Family whispering in my ears., rising up through you yet never really here.
i do not think of the agonies. they have been surmounted and solved.
But I hear the echo of my posts, the fury… yes justified.
I am an Artist a Designer…
I wonder what happened to the celebration that was was why I brought existence and creation alive.
Fuck Fathers Day…
Fuck this journey and all its efforts and need for my misery suffering and rage.
Where is Beauty?
Fuck Beauty…
How is that for Beautiful Rage.
Fuck Love…
Fuck this song of Existence.
How is that Brothers..?
How is that for Beautiful Rage.
Is even this moment real…?
look at the time this post started.
Is that proof of my being activated to respond to a play?
43 Likes on my page last time I checked It was at 28..
Tree Sage liked something.
D C See the play.
I am watching Empire.
I know the streets and rapped with amazing rappers
I walked side by side with Thug Life.
A English program… A Gentleman.
I can not help if it is my natural state.
This moment may all be set up.
Micheal Trahe, arriving as my 14 83 Face book Friend.
And yes, I knew and I was aware of the moment
and the reason I got up, and moved once more to the Terrace Deck to look at the Stars.
No one is here..
So I allowed my voice to soar… and sing as I once used to.
I stop ..I am tired of hearing my voice sound like a prayer.
I walk to the Kitchen. it 4:20 a.m
I sneer inwardly, so I guess that is my cue
Body is writhing and I gulp Brandy, gulp reds wine..
Smoke another joint…
I still can not sleep.
To the Deck once again,
Discomfort moves me.
Yet I know nothing is wrong with me..
I am being cued.
The Pain? I get over it.. after all its has been over 17 years.
H Q 0 6874 was the intel on a Yellow Cab License plate.
Yes, a message. I wish to ignore. I do not really care to communicate thios way any more.
Show yourselves to me, or leave me the fuck alone.
Ain’t no body here except me, the Cocky One,
Ain’t no Father Brother here, aint no friend but the one i am to myself.
T M… Ah that is what came to me as I walked back to the deck.
But who is moving me,
T M = 20 13…
33
They left on Thursday and today was 6-21…
6-12… 6-21… A Perfect Fuck U…
Now 6-22-2020…
Fritz Venneiq 2010. T J
Nature Transformed he saw in his vision, as I spoke to him as he lay on the grass at outside of Pelham Bay Park…
We both had Velvet smoking jackets, his Deep Jet Black, and mine, Royal Blue…
I sat besides him and told him about the world he did not recall he had come from- though yes, he had The Gift and the Clues in him and he gradually fell asleep and when he woke up much later.. He was mad with excitement I saw Nature true face.. Eden beyond an human idea of Beautiful..
He later ran away… was he confessed publicly here on Facebook and apologized to me on Facebook..something no one else had ever done and did the work with me from Jamaica for many years…
He had seen me transform into a Phoenix Bird
If any one saw you like this, they will know that you are not human He had stepped back.
And once had enough evidence of the dead moving through me, ( he saw me taken over but still aware- It was the gestures and voice of his late Uncle who used my body to speak to him..
John Shaw had a similar experience but at the very end in October when a Alien Predator took me over… he too was afraid but conquered it.
Axel Anderson (Love) experienced it.
And it rose once at 29 Lincoln in the presence of John Mack and Esteban.. A Predator a destroyer..
.. J S… There was and is good reason to F E A R…
10 19= 29..
I am watching Empire…
I had such talents and gifts…
I came to boogie create inspire to simply me Emeka
The being I naturally AM
But I discovered that I was imprisoned in a prison and a Prism…
Remember Super man…?
A man…
K A E L… Sure you do.
And of course CL ARK KEN T…
You are the Conqueror
Is that a message to me or to you Brother Father..?
We used to be best friends… lovers in all our many forms..
No any more…
I got your riddle…
its 5:51 a.m.
Yeah, I get it… E Area 51.
They left at 3:30 a.m
33 O…
T M.. Micheal Trahe… yeah see what the name means..
Truth Manifests..
That is what it means…
33= 6… and in Harmony to Infinity Standing Up
IS U..
IS Me…?
6th sense is a Fact… Ferril did not come today
Father Day…
Father of who?
Son of who…
A Sum playing a Father who brings to his Creator this much Pain and Hurt to surmount…
Even to this end play.
Fuck You Sum Father…
Fuck this and your play…
I do not Need Love.. of your Love, or anyones at such a price.
These Humans are not of me..
They are Your children and they are not friends of me.
I Came only because you brought me here…
To witness this.. the absolute breaking of trust..
To witness it, and experience this..
In order to prove a process of how Truth Manifests into Fact from nothing but six sense in solid Fact..
I have no sister.
I have no friend.
There are no Human Friends..
All I found at the end of this fuckin journey
is the truth of me.
Nothing is real,
Nothing No one, through all these long long years…
Nothing but me E.
You see there was nothing to fear… Nothing.
But now there is Everything to fear..
Because this Man…
This man who you just could not accept as real…
Has created for you the meaning of something to fear.
ME
6:04 a.m
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66 4
6
It does not end with John Line as Fear…
It Ends and Completes with F..E Feril..
Beauty…?
Yes.. No…
The Beautiful One… Ones.
Ferrill and Rielly where the last I people I saw in my Isolation Solitude.
See the meaning of thier names… and me on the last and 5th Day.
-A Play Theater – of rising through Death And Destruction D A D..
and the Transformation of Terrible Death back to Beauty now evolved to the Emeka A.N.D Stephan crowned Ferrrill
E Family of The Beautiful Ones.
sacred portal 110.. 11O I I I..
Yes. sacred portal 111.
A A A
6:36 a.m.
see via Arden
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555 111 see it is a play… 666 18 A H R
E Arden Harmonious Response.. A The True Hue-Man Race.
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