Who are you these writings of poetry expressions whatever you call it- I would all I would say, wanted to say is that, you…. Thank you….. Thank you for finding me, because now it’s like this gift of healing- Healing feelings of pain, real pain, and trials of life’s strife’s- I now find comfort in my words- And living not I would be without these WORDS!!! They cover me and let it out in the words I write- Speak out for worlds humanity to breathe in- So not only that it heals but it’s passed on for more healing- Healing wounds of a thousand children- Taking my soul to flight to save worlds of lost knowledge it takes me- It takes me- It takes me, tooo… you…Traveling so intricately from one to another in reactions the chain of reaction please react to my words….I am free… “So Free With Me”
Peace, Izzy
6:00pm
5/26/07
Copyright©2007
What’s with the opposites sitting in thrones of decision making- Visual physical pictures so many before supposedly on the right side… talking of murder assignation…. on who and them- But really think of politicians, Chiefs of police, FBI director, CIA contelpro counterplot plotting on your livestock- Picture voicing statements “If we do this. I do that. Say this & that.” “These Negro’s gonna be runnin with gats” With “100% dedication of assignation I’m (Got!)” But you don’t see them even worrying about you, yet they take you out with the plot- With them still physically living and you locked up in shackles shackled death- Thoughts of kicking it with the office boy buddy “ha ha ha, I run this city bringing it to deceptive corruption with my evil doings out open never shot!” -Opposites roam freely still plotting on your (stock) you never had- untouchable by “you” – I say this is truly… true-
I say you build and stop talking of that- Ya murda taken plotting your own death their expectations- Put yourself in the picture of taking holding power and decision makin- The unseen hero full of agendas in implementations, flip the scrip of paper mak’in recourses accumulate’in-If you don’t get this- Ya life has probably already been Take’in
Peace, Peace
-Izzy
7:50pm
5/20/07
Copyright©2007
Quest of you? Why camouflaged? Pursuing with patients taking in vibes of you- Need not be reminded it is what it is, and will be what it be while trying to be what it is-From pandering reflection discovery of new light- Thinking this is new- Not wanting to crush the strong but delicate egg- For it was a gift of divine offering- I see what I am dealing with is powerful than others- The human essence of this is beyond maybe the norm- Mind so developed and mature in ways who would know- Information flowing in such a consciousness for ages filled with the ages of truths understanding unstoppable- It is there the “best” looking in dissecting options of fermentation- Am I not the same? Walking with the emperors symbols of justice equality dragging books of knowledge holding scrolls of plans diagrams of implementation- Alchemist blood flowing flesh walking- Leader of leaders being led by the leader still leading- But she is queen growing with grace, and she has Agenda! I see invisible protecting walls- A well built fortress of surroundings made of deep cut stone, the castle was just a dress, but do not underestimate it’s illusion- Three gourds block the future empresses mind with honor and allegiance- Intimidation what? But the heart takes a small drop before demanding to enter- What of years of preparation and the two of ones know- This is not yet won nor taken- One crack of the egg and then devastation- Expanding at the same time of discovery and being the part to the sprocket living up to the part- Only strong hands can unlock this door with the rusted new key- But maybe it’s been open all this time, and no just dared to walk all the way in.
So simple?
4:24pm
5/16/07
-Izzy
Copyright©2007
It’s not how long something takes to find….It’s what’s multiplied when you open it up- It’s not how long you get to know what’s inside the book- It’s what you knows inside the book- Like the appealing nature a flowers beauty, or the taste for that something to eat your stomachs desire- Like when you know you just know- Like plans of futures blueprint laid out to figure out ones life’s equations- Like love not understood but the notion of loves emotions coming- Like he and she soul’mate from soul’mate together fighting wars struggles the pleasures in the fight- Balance, and insight with knowledge and wisdom around them victory is assured with a push. Like destiny talking with words of action to take action on the move to take next. Maybe but not maybe this is the one. Make a move, the move, as smart is you, and choices are open to take. This is it, Like future calling as present is today. Open fire so purely burning not a leaf cached flame in which way. The beauty of the union is blessed. Take the first kiss of union
9:04pm
5/14/07
Peace, Izzy
Copyright©2007
Why can’t I sleep?- Is it painful to wash my day away?- Do I morn for the next one to arise? But why do I sit as I see the sun rise? Why would I want to hold on to these days in literal solitary confinements? Why can’t I dream nights away? Or is it my determination fights my hunger for sleep? Why would I want to stay awake when days hit me like a sack of bricks, emotions pounding with minimal outlets- Holding on days…Holding On days…Why am I holding on days…. Aches and ouches of the burning eyes typing-The wont for sleep is almost completely lost as my body fights with my will- Pondering like an owl on the darkest night on the lightest day 24 of 24 of 7- Working as I would call working- Taking naps but never a full night- Is it ambition that fights my hunger to sleep? Or is it the comfort is lost as the eyes shut alone?
Peace, Izzy
2:12pm
5/6/07
Copyright©2007
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