Not all kings rest on thrones.
There are those who seek further guidance in wild untamed places where Wisdom speaks in Nature and Living.
Do not assume that because one appears ragged, they hold no crown.
♥
Not all kings rest on thrones.
There are those who seek further guidance in wild untamed places where Wisdom speaks in Nature and Living.
Do not assume that because one appears ragged, they hold no crown.
♥
A Requiem for The Lady of Lavender from Queens
Sometimes, even writers don’t have the right words to convey a feeling, but we know it as truth, from balls to bones.
Such that even a glimpse of an image will leave you breathless.
I cherish these moments, for in truth they are eternal, as long as passion’s inferno burns within me.
I have in my mind for a time toyed with this endeavor,
Placing some constructed barrier between it and I, until one afternoon, in a little coffee shop, I caught a scent all too familiar, and my heart took possession over me…
Now—I have my words for You…
I need for you to know, that even as brief as our relationship was, I don’t regret a moment of it—not a single one.
If there is any wish, it is that I wish I’d been a better communicator during our moment.
You will always be with me; anytime I think of Queens, every time I smell lavender. I cannot shake those moments from my heart, and I never want to, for those memories are treasured by me.
I wish you wellness and wealth in all forms, in all lives, and I thank you,
for your shine…in mine.
—Fathom 9
I’m going to do my best to paraphrase this excellent statement offered by Terrance SetepenRa Wilson this morning:
“You are the victor of 999 million potentials, surviving an arduous environment and great odds, then enduring an even potentially deadlier environment for a period of time, just to make it out ALIVE-prepared to begin yet ANOTHER journey on THIS plane!
Why in the hell would you endure such trials only to be normal???
Of 999 million sperm potentials—YOU endured, and came forth—to be the only expression of creation you could possibly be: YOURSELF.” (paraphrased)
To All Artists:
Your gift is unique because YOU are Unique.
So do what no one else can do:
BE YOU. DO YOU.
FUCK BEING LIKE SOMEONE ELSE BECAUSE REST ASSURED—YOU WILL SUCK AT THAT.
I Love You All.
Fathom 9 (Brotherhood of Doom)
If you create art and share that art, you belong to everyone.
Sadly, many will not fully appreciate the gift you are to the world.
Make sure you never degrade your own worth; that you NEVER forget who you are.
In this world, you can be condemned for creating beauty.
Mood:
Piano chords from Robert Glasper on loop…
Dillalude#2
The sun is setting on this late Autumn afternoon, and I am besieged by the embrace of nostalgia.
Memories of simpler times, moments of fellowship…Stolen moments now, as the season of Change has created oceans between souls.
And you wonder what to do in moments like these, that sneak up on you without warning; do you dance in the wake of their song, or do you weep because they’ve sung and gone—and you remain, the keeper of keepsakes that others have forsaken…
What do you do?
I have not the strength to dance, nor have I the taste for tears.
So, I sit, and I listen—as the birds chirp a melancholy tune in honor of what might have been, if friends were truly friends.
I sit, and I weep with pen.
♥