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Here is another excerpt from “Am I A Poet, Yet?”
“Can I call myself a poet, and what does that even mean?
I mean, what do you get for it, besides the constant urge to dream?
Are the words I write useful to anyone, or are these rhymes just for self-indulgence?
Will my bars be remembered when I’m gone, or are my verses just a bunch of silly notions?”
This time around, the naming conventions are a little different than my usual. Until now, every new book was named after the title of the latest chapter. In this, next release, the newest chapter is called “Conversations With God,” but the book is titled “Am I A Poet, yet?” Right now, the release is tentatively scheduled for beginning of March of 2018.
“I hear your ancient voice. You giving me a choice or terms of toleration?
I seek collaboration, but I’m receiving business pitches.
Should I be looking for some matrix glitches?
I have a haunting feeling that something isn’t right.
Sometimes, I see the light, or is that just hallucination of my ego?
My mental ecosystem seems so feeble, reality begins to morph into a dream…”
Full version is coming this year, in then next installment of Michaels Lyric, the book series.
Hello, my old friend, do not fear the end.
Life isn’t a trend, it is a runway of style.
Let’s put each other’s shoes and walk a mile.
Point compass dial to the mystic Nile, and we’ll sing with Oompa Loompas.
Crack open the cover and see the verses bleed.
What someone lived isn’t something one can read.
I repeat. Hear me, I repeat the same, old truth to the same, tired beat.
My personalities split, like Missy and Master, between tears and anger…
‘Did We?’, from the 1st chapter, Michaels Lyric:
‘Day Dreaming’, from the 2nd chapter, 420 Flowers Behind XVI Bars:
‘I Are’, from the 3rd chapter, Flow Of Illuminati:
Louder and stronger, we kneel or crawl no longer.
We are the maker and beholder, we shape our fate.
The darkness we illuminate. With heaven stars we paint.
We’re not the faint, just subtle with the point of our power.
No need for wall or tower. We regulate and never hide.
With all our might, we never lose true balance out of sight.
The universal knowledge shines so bright, like rising of the phoenix.
It’s not a battle or a fight. It’s victory assured by winnings.
Move, move and break through.
Groove, groove and light up.
I’m all that is you,
And we can’t be stopped.
Choose, choose, and be as one.
Don’t lose light inside.
What’s here can’t be gone.
What’s now, that’s just right.
Through fantasy and fiction, we live by Cell addiction.
This evolution has its friction, corrupted power, as affliction.
Some see the contradiction. The ONE does not enforce or puts demands.
It only recommends the way of love and trustful peace.
We flow with ease, exist by freedom, love-based ethics,
not by diseased scare-tactics. As gods, we’re playfully naughty.
And yes, we love to party, and we’re inviting everybody.
We are enlightened body. I are illuminati.
‘Ghostwriter (Kinderspiel)’, from the 4th chapter, Soular Planes:
Link to my current book, Michaels Lyric (Soular Planes):
Michaels Lyric (Soular Planes) on Amazon
‘City In The Dust Of My Window’, from the next chapter of my next book:
So what is it that I am trying to say to humans, throughout my entire book series, since 1998? Well, this place that we call “planet Earth,” it is in a region of 3rd density (4th dimension) of this, particular “universe.” This, and other places like Earth, it is classified as Survival System. Reincarnation is real. And this… is the “bad” place…..
Still, have love and appreciation in your heart. Treat yourself and others with kindness. With a positive attitude, it makes no difference where you are. By making your decision out of love, you align with Creation; thus, you are always on the correct path!