Proclaimed Emancipation
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Proclaimed Emancipation
Eyes roll up towards the cluster of clouds, in this middle of east and west
Where would our heaven originate, thunder crack the sky
Answers and gifts for guidance, a leaf falls
Find my own power, add to myself, find within these answers,
I would not ignore my Creator, yet I know of my creation
We communicate as for our land is our test to govern,
Would you forget yourself through your praise to receive-
Responsible for our soul’s well-being, who else would suffer the fiery pit yet self
Let free, see this is our G’d power, who could manifest this free spirit body
Know the worth to assert, our mustang travel most forward in motion-
I breathe in worth, abundant air, radiate wealth, soil impossible to deplete
Deep into the earth, special gem, crystal vibrations, younique let free for purpose
Imperfect peerless discovery
Why beg the earth full of abundance see
Could we be side by next –
A joy to view what you created I have become,
We can speak
Peace,
-IZ
3:58 AM
9/29/11
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Ardent Harmony *
Ardent Harmony
Look right next to you,
Look at your brother and your sister, look right next to you
And love.
You are blessed to have another day so be who you will
Make it into riotousness, clean and respectful living, it’s in you.
It’s in your patience to get it right, believe how you will achieve.
Love your family in full, save them how you can, from the fire of the world today
No dollar can buy your dignity,
You , you don’t have to do anything to deserve the Created love
And you are created here,
You are blessed to have another day so can be who you will
To my family, you don’t have to do anything to deserve my, help.
Because it would be I in need, it is I out there, apart – thus united
It starts with one family to create the world, so get it right.
Peace, Love, Respect IZZY The Artist {IZ}Copyright © 2011
8/1/2011
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Poem titled- Reply:
Natalie Imbruglia – Torn
and what is it really, when we both just feel the same, what ever our excuses would be, it ends up with 2 at both ends tor’n, missing what the truth really is, saying we know this world, good things just cant be bought at the store anymore, wrapped in white pretty boxes, and love don’t look like what did before, but some things I really know for sure, and what really matters don’t matter, because people don’t listen anymore.
no love without a trial, and no kiss without a mistake, you are who in the mirror alone, just as I am too, I know the heart is warm, that’s why I would never leave you cold, deep down the soul is noble, on the surface many choices to be made.
this life is never perfect, that’s why you were my perfect distraction, no polished surfaces here, just this honest artistry, over all faith points in direction, maybe one will see this desire down it’s strait path, maybe with all the right elements, one day this love will last.
-Me
7:10:11
10:13 AM
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RISE
Blessed, we all have it, every moment lived felt, won because get downs got up, not an elitist but trust, what’s done is the must, from here we see, closed eyes see well, visions tell, guide my desire to the dream golden, hearts know this, soul know it, G’d then you, no not none control who’ever , choice, honor love truth, faith has faith in you.
Blessed, we all have it, every moment felt, they come in many forms, with a message. This journey so ambitious, stop, look back at the city lifted, all around the world, all around the world, Surf these information highways…, embrace space, new age race, create
Blessed, just one step further, got up, thousands of mornings, rise.
Peace, Peace
IZZY The Artist
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Middle of Sunlight
We strive to be on tall, so much so, to be closer to One
Seeking shelter from out’there, where answers are, One
Love, virtue and a prayer. Our understanding saves us
Mind it, body, soul’in every surpassing, so much so closer.
What’s in the middle of perfection, it takes one to get there.
Living in a culture out to get you, forced to create one’s own with value.
Chicken out from the egg never back, only to become an eagle
That eagle, a phoenix, how’s your cultivation
Homage unrest, 5 times daily to contest, every soul’s liberation
In the middle of perfection, before, and after, shun away the whisperer
Felt this like never before. Either life or deprivation, in rebirth, no less’test we settle
Bitten apple, in the middle, through the earth, dear garden, let our rivers flow
To get there must we trust in One.
Peace, Peace
IZZY The Artist
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Orange Moon Nights
Orange Moon Nights
Why so seri’us, just trying to live, why, because I refuse to live in’a lie, refuse to die
So why, so seri’us, just where’s the playground, because it’s conspiracy, so conspicuous, kill it,
You think you hurt, I don’t say, take time, let my actions rid it, should you know your bliss, comes at others price
Extreme, life’s expensive, every dime you have to spend to live it, but try to plant it
Been around the block a few many times, refuse to be in’a box, cold times make the coldest rhymes
Winter in February, summer on the other side of the planet, Roadmap 2000 and 11
So why, so seri’us, just trying to live, breed few, live through, them, happy home, sun off the trees
Could finish this with a‘thousand words, but it’s the simplistic things, matter, iPod makes your music ideal, cure to hunger, a meal,
Mother, brother, sister, – father, friend, lover, I end this with hope and truth, because what the world needs is you.
Peace, Love, Respect
IZZY The Artist
5:52 AM
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EARTH WiND FiRE | Poetry Collaboration
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I’m glad to share this poetry collaboration, I finally got around to it! We hope you enjoy it. Peace, Peace – IZZY “The Artist”
Poetry by,
IZZY The Artist Jenice Murua
IZZY The Artist Jenice Murua
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Artist & Reasons (poem write)
Now… I’m not trying to lead every step, every take, This life all the reps, all the meaning is all the reason why, I try, we try, don’t forget, the reason why,
For all this art, I started this, this to be, turned into so much more the how so now I’m at this place. wow, this situation to still stick to the open road, make them believe. actions believe , told you with my hands, never wanted to give you a story never lived only told.
To many people talking about nothin, we working for something, this all or nothin, not maybe what you want to be, same hate secretly. We need the talk, push keep on the walk, air heads with thick pockets, good deeds don’t worry, flip in script, watch that, I know what, it iz I’m doing. We more than that, more than black, no struggle worth living to lose your freedom, pop knowledge to our wisdom, life not too long..no legacy to short.
Give it all to make it work, every take, This life all the steps, all the meaning is all the reason why, I try, we try, don’t forget, the reason why… for all the art, started this to show you, the truth we heard, the ones never seen, to could we be- make them believe. actions speak , told you with my hands, never wanted to give you a story never lived. only told.
Peace, Peace
IZZY The Artist
Ishaqq A. Rahim
4:08 PM
July 18, 2010
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I see my life flash before my viewing awakening state of mind
Crashing flesh into the ripping effects of time
It’s end how and why I do not know- but it’s a feeling- I can see
Every cell that falls shatter apart and dies into the flaky dust
Exhaustion’s reminder of it, so I rush before the days remind me of what could have been
Maturity knows this like it’s birth, and the ones with the cause fight so hard driven to get there
I see my life flash before my viewing awakening state of mind
Crashing flesh into the ripping effects of time
Every second kills a breath and with that last I try to exhale life into the airs leveling simplicity
To move on with the less broken and maybe plans to the uninvented, constructing the style of timelessness
One day these minutes became so valuable, noticed this so early and it’s fabric gets to stay
I see my life flash before my viewing awakening state of mind
Angels and demons- it’s all so clear and heaven is craved because it lives so near
It’s impossible to stop each sound when the alchemist screams, whether inside or out
He gives you pleasure and joy and home this anything but void
Metaphors it’s a novel, and the souls mathematical equation equals infinity
I laugh at the concept of being a mammal when I can pray and cosmic travel
I have left this earth to many times before, created by the G’d’s intelligence desires will
Crashing flesh into the ripping effects of time, this salt holds the blood from the spill
The writers pages thick and one always reads each inch
Alive the spirit of the alive and who really dies….
When “The Artist” lives forever
Peace,
IZZY “The Artist”
6:59AM 3/21/09
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Chapter Figure 8 {a collaboration}
the rays of the sun hit my skin like rain from a miles high sky but the aroma of death engulfs the wind’s hope for recreational aspiration. the lives of the frivolous remain still like a car stuck in park only to move forward when pulled by an ever changing predetermined destination.
from inspiration these words graze on our souls to let flight…out of insight to what a mind cant remember…from amber golden glazed colored leaves as the fall cover what’s rendered, then to inflate and sender…from death to birth… hope knows no option but to grow
how is it to grow if you don’t know, or know how to know
the affair of how liberation is really obtained by the soul.
a sun may rise & set infinitely while still ceasing to exist
by the soul that lives in darkness, dreaming of a hope so nocturnal.
of Internal mediation of a dreams desire to live as the soul was created to be nocturnal contemplation…from darkness to a suns light… inside the womb as the fetus awaits light…as she and he are special because the human thinks…light…even as natural is,… living in a war so natural this is…what’s artificial interferences when its created… and what do you think natural is…So you guard and thus process your soul from negative diluted circumstances…because life… is sensitive…
sequentially so fragile is the heart that is weighed of purity
with the same contingency everyone else has in their inauguration.
a timid soul knows not right from wrong nor how to escape the treacherous grasp of their ego
that desires for the soul to remain embedded forever in the human condition.
Inhibitions, yes without the proper vision, perils is endless…who is to say who is doomed and what is doomed to a fate to be lost as even the negative is an example not to be. As free the ego secretly evens desires to be…as a slave ultimately has even the ultimatum to be a slave or be free.
what is freedom but a choice beneath a choice
all the ending options have left the mind so easily manipulated.
the ideas of opposing sides can lead to either salvation or destruction
within the mind of everyone that has been so heavily distorted.
acclamations of what is right and wrong etched into every sole being
who come fresh from the womb, taught early on what you need to be completed.
an endless greed of satisfaction has become the root of all nations
that has diverged us further from the truth and closer to gratifying our lustfulness.
though we are souls who inherited humanity in the weakest season to be humane
the time will come where one’s hope will be the light to the world’s darkness.
true neutrality will calm the controversy and bring complete balance to the world
when we all start to guide our hearts with kindness
& pave our life’s pathway with selflessness.
Built upon this hazy oasis, living in pleasure… filled misleading intoxication
They do snap out the stasis of all the ills to break even the final deal
This threshold to the next chapters stages, one cannot evolve to new places…discoveries this capitalism to capitalize upon this unreal synthetic gain to where it will take them only this pure submission will flip the pages, or we will surly read of the past as we live this cause and effect of yesterday now then today reading in this same place Kissing this deadly figure 8
“IZZY “The Artist” & Marlene Marie”
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A Collection of Drops!
Drop 1. did this one today
I don’t even have to think outside the box, I’m already livin outside the the box,
Pushin out classics all day everyday around the clock,
Heart never stops beating.. my soul could never leave me…I am the essence that moves and shakes
with vision as my Creator say….I hold lightning bolts in my palms,
Right songs with blades of grass on the tips of flowers peddles…
This on some other cosmic levels
The Space is unlimited… unlimited’nez in this darkness
As sparkling with the sky
As I pull Stars right from the Sky
Peace, IZZY
3:17pm 9/24/08
will be filling this post with other drops….I have been writing allot and not posting, and that’s just not right haha, so come back to this in a minute and keep reading the rest:) as the time pass….
Drop 2
I am so slick, Type a letter to my way in, my editing is my friend…(nod my head) I’m slick- I don’t like to be hit, That’s Why I’m a ninja, I’m quick… I’ve got the keys to heavens gates I’m Rich…To on time to be late…That’s it.-
Peace, IZZY
time? like a few weeks ago
Drop 3
What was I thinking…While the needed are out drinking…Buying 11 dollar drinks to a soul that’s leaking…Purple powder blue ash….Pickled hearts and a dime bags. Shriveled rags … ya mind lags….,Life is simple… mistakes make it complicated… Some don’t understand it so they hate it!
Peace, IZZY
time? like a few weeks ago
Drop 4
Check out my portfolio…I am no longer free… even though I sometimes call myself “Izzy Free” …You can hit me up at IzzyFree@gmail yep that’s me…I take cash, credit or check, I’m not joking “J”
I love you too, holla at me…
Peace, IZZY
time? like a few weeks ago
Drop 5
It’s the truest…Out the womb fresh like the newest, this babies got gifts like it’s a birthday calibration…not to late to recognize this , it’s a surprise this…. This awakening, out of seclusion now to the scene, from something raw to the things your eyes dilate in shock never before the digest of such a plate of culinary arts,….delicious tasteful sensational provoking instillation of words…Out the oven too the stove, burning to the suns core into astrological white hot flames…
As This presence remain….It’s the truest…Out the womb fresh like the newest…
Peace, IZZY
time? like a few weeks ago
6 and 7 added…. 7:42 pm 9/24/08
Drop 6
Love to hate, hate to love…it’s over…Some move on because they don’t love their self…Hate you because you love your self….I call that a hater. ..Hater. Like you don’t got the right to love your self….Loving life like you love your self…. Use the best of your time, ya heart, ya mind, love your self ….
Peace, IZZY
time? like a days… weeks ago
Drop 7
Let’s keep this simple…she cuter than my left dimple 
Peace, IZZY
time? haha done today…
Drop 8
In the pages of my resume…I’ve got a bachelors in psychology…won before they even acknowledged me…open up a book every now and then to feed, but really it’s no need…because G’d gave me all my, of degrees!
Peace, IZZY
9/24/08 8:08pm
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November 4, 2008 Poem/Write
November 4, 2008 – IZZY “The Artist”
November 4, 2008
Humanity- We wake from each night, Bring our heads up simultaneously as our eyes open… because we believe, taking in these rays of light from the morning’s sun…because our star believes in us, instills all of her energy, in us- Each of everyday…never forgets- Humanity.From now and before….An example, The first family- This dinner table-
functional of families, this display of social cooperative responsibility, embracing honesty
The broad scope of our desire… as every heart it touched. We are all here- Why not change? When leaders take moral responsibility for their actions…For their powers, This respect When new leaders take lead for what they have always seen as our problems are apparent….Ends a pain long gone… the hurt of so many by so few, and corrupt this few to hurt so many
functional of families, this display of social cooperative responsibility, embracing honesty
The broad scope of our desire… as every heart it touched. We are all here- Why not change? When leaders take moral responsibility for their actions…For their powers, This respect When new leaders take lead for what they have always seen as our problems are apparent….Ends a pain long gone… the hurt of so many by so few, and corrupt this few to hurt so many
A feeling we had never, have never felt till, until this moment-
From all… each and all of these levels of existence felt,
A pleasure to witnesses today and the next, this blessing to shape our earth as should
This change we smile and cry this joy by the numbers
A hope that is real, a change we stand to make real, on this date…This long awaited fate
G’d truly watches us all, Humanity us all, Equally us all
Apparent this is, Apparently a new day this is
Obeying the logic- This holiday
Moving at G’d Speed…
Today in part- We are all Barack Obama, We are all Michelle Obama, We are the first family,
G’d truly watches us all, Humanity us all, Equally us all
Apparent this is, Apparently a new day this is
Obeying the logic- This holiday
Moving at G’d Speed…
Today in part- We are all Barack Obama, We are all Michelle Obama, We are the first family,
We are all Vice and President, We are all the past
We are all the future
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“With all the joy, we congratulate our new president(elect) of the United States Of America Barack Obama.”
Alhumdulilah(Praise be to G’d)
Peace, IZZY “The Artist”
We are all the future
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“With all the joy, we congratulate our new president(elect) of the United States Of America Barack Obama.”
Alhumdulilah(Praise be to G’d)
Peace, IZZY “The Artist”
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Finished 11/2/08 edited 11/05/08 3:09AM
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This Birth Of This True America…
We congratulate our combined efforts to what is not over
Humanity, We are not over, We now embrace hope..
As we work to achieve… what was dreamed before our awakening.
Action become hope, and we all as a nation worked together…pulled together
Just the presence of cause and effect, effected, inspired beyond abroad
A taste of what’s possible when raised the bar, This cause
A taste of what’s possible when courage meets good,
and courage meets ideas, it all…
When the believing believed more…and the ones who stopped, achieved even more
The greatest beginning, this point, this score, this greatest birth, this true America is born…
When the believing believed more…and the ones who stopped, achieved even more
The greatest beginning, this point, this score, this greatest birth, this true America is born…
MONAGAMUS
Firework, slice and spark, over your head
Placement, in the drawer the bronze crown.
What he wanted was to flip the world
Upside down, to do the unimaginable
This voice said …you have already done that
But still he wanted to flip the universe upside down
Then inside out, bridge time warps to connectors
The other lands… That are there, turn over fear
Out from human touch but to be touched
of far distances the colors of flashes
Illuminations opticals never seen to recognize
This crossroad , sitting on the highest tree
Talking to the ancestors and hearing stories
From afar…in the astral outside of dreams
This blackness, and even beyond that
Reading the scrolls the calculations
The facts…blueprint timelines of the
Field work, lost in my thoughts searching
For the black holes way out….this, obsession
Peace, IZZY “The Artist”
5:25 AM 9/29/08
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R.I.P Alicia Ray – Bittersweet {A Tribute}
R.I.P © 1987-2008, Alicia Ray. All rights reserved.
Alicia Ray As I pray… as I read today….A prayer every time read, May G’d have mercy on your soul
Alicia Ray-Bittersweet Tribute Poem
Where do you start when putting words to a life- So gifted so real….never would I thought, I would write, about my friend like this, as my body stand motions list- And yet so still…Like a heavy rock in the pond…As I can feel, your heart so deep, as this so feel- so numb so wrong….such a negative downward thrill- As hearts bleed the need to feel-…your presence so real. An now I really feel like im repp’n for you….As you were apart of my crew…and we were going to do big things as you so knew, as I so do…. take you along with my dreams….Trying to keep you moving… holding on to positive things… The light, as your soul fight!
This for you…The highlight bittersweet- As you are always with me….Prayers blessing to you and your family, Because this is a tragedy- Pure insanity- In denial like a mad man….None of us want to believe it…That you live now in the sky….Higher….Higher, You taught me to Fly Higher! Pushed to my limits literally….Lyrically…As literally you were phenomenally The best female writer I new…In so little time you grew… and let your heart so sing, this sound that’s only you it sings!!!!
Singing to this song- I remember saying you are the female version of 2 Pac- Girl you know you rock, and I just wanted to see you at the top….but now you reached over- stretched my soul over the limits because your vibration never stops…As it’s energy gives and pours my drive over the rim tip top…Your image in my heart’s mind never stop.
As I hold the torch! The baton! It never drop- So loved- So much love- You want some love? You can Have it all love! A poem never ending….This will never end see…And when I go to heaven I will read all the books you write- No more. Relax- Be happy, no more dark dreams….because now you don’t have to fight.
Peace, Love, Respect,
Izzy
“The Artist”
8/12/08 1:45 PM
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You can view The last poem me and Alicia Ray-Bittersweet did in my blog called “Iz Bittersweet” Forever a classic….She is the best! Love you, and miss you forever
Alicia Rays myspace: myspace.com/lovindatuhateme
Her other ego: and myspace that she started her book on: “Heavens Faith” http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=358129762 I remember saying that to her and she added it as her name…I was doing a play on the name she already had. “Bittersweet” and “Heavens Faith” were her 2 alter egos
link of the incident: http://cbs13. com/local/alicia. ray. duarte. 2. 792689. html
http://cbs13.com/local/alicia.ray.duarte.2.792689.html
Keep her alive….
I just talked to her, and we were working on a new collaboration together after “Iz Bittersweet” We never finished it. She was so creative, and had pure talent. Its so many memories that come to mind….I don’t really know what else to say. I know she is in a better place. As I heard someone say recently and I never thought I would feel this way, As passing on is such a natural part of life. But this was just so wrong. ” I want to be selfish and I just want her back”
Alicia Ray’s Own Words: aka “Bittersweet” aka “Heavens Faith” : “coming from Hell to Misery…from Misery to Pain…& from Pain I will surely go to the Heaven of my soul.”
11 Stickers
Is this it?
Tell me why it still crosses my mind?
A joy I cant get enough of, hate so much I want to get enough of.
To where the sun comes up as my eyes never closed
I try to act like it’s not there but it’s there
To see it- it buns…boil- cook.
To hide -it simmers
How matter much I try not to remember
Irritating like a stuck permanent sticker
-Izzy
3:35AM 8/11/08
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