I dance to the beat of the rhythm deep within my mind, I sing to words that others may never see, I play back times in my mind when life wasn’t such a grind. I’m happy here in my thoughts, the only people allowed in are those that I place where I am at. My world, my rules my actions are my decisions, the outcome is of my choosing. There is no worry of the economy, no wars to be fought. In fact in my world there are very few things to worry, fight or fuss about. In my world not everyone disagrees, the words “community” and “neighbor” are a not just used to describe ones’ surroundings, but rather the way one feels about the places they live or have lived. In my world things go about the way that they do in the real world, there is life and death there is some level of crime, my world is not perfect, but everything in my world isn’t meant to be. My world is about the “pursuit” about trying, about doing, about a place where the everyday motivation for success and survival revolves around one’s ability to do what it is that they think, the only REAL way to fail in my world is by NOT trying at all. Pretty simple to understand really, and I know that there will be those of you who LOOK at the THOUGHTS I have described and will say that world, my world can and will only exist in my mind. When in reality if you just stopped and took a look you’d see the same world before you that I see in my mind, thus living within the world that I’m seeing when I look at the world thru my eyes…
Okay so as you can see…I’m always trying something new..Yeah I know…”yada yada yada Amari, everything in your world is just fine” … What you didn’t think that I didn’t know what goes thru your minds? Really? Hmm..It’s called eye contact for a reason motherfucker, yes I AM PRETTY FOOKIN’ GOOD…NO MOTHERFUCKER DO NOT L@@K M3.. I’m not going to be fucking nice right now, Saturday is “Kick Knowledge Rocks Day”…so bring that brain over here and lemme kick some knowledge in it. Or how-the-fuckever your supposed to say that. Friday Fucking Fun Day is over, on Saturday i, we, me, us, him, and them just sit around, read some books, do some studying and yeah whatever the fuck-else-ever wes do. Fix that fucking sentence too. So it’s Saturday and before I get to whatever I’m going to talk about, I’d like to send a LAICEPS SHOUOUT to myself..”Hey Self…”, “Self Yes”, “Hey yeah self, FUCK YOU”, “Hey now watch it, “Nah..Hey Fuck THAT” “Now you watch your mouth” “Yeah, you watch yours” …NO...
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