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Wednesday, March 18, 2015

{THE DEEPEST THING I KNOW}


{THE DEEPEST THING I KNOW}
THE SOUND AS I ORCHESTRATE THROUGH THESE BRICKS AND CONCRETE...
https://youtu.be/TQNw4n6fvII



You my beat down drop into the lowest of the lows...
You make it tremble the earth...
You make it vibrate the skies.
You make my sonics so strong that they put dread into evil hearts...
You make them have the resonance of the trumpets that played outside Jericho's walls.
They crumbling to the very ground.
You make my hard so hard that it like diamond could cut through anything...
You make it bring you to your knees.
A blissful smile on your face.
I... I wil build you up and never tear you down for you have been torn before.
Ripped to shreds and lain on the killing floor.
Sons, daughters, husbands and wives.
Us in Babylon where the story ain't quite finished and we are in a retro phase.
Worshiping and praising those who have made so many slaves.
I told you, I will go straight Black Panther for you.
Be Nat Turner for you.
Live my life for you and die for you.
I warrior would be soft for you... Speak of love to you.
Make love to you and praise your attributes...
Spread you out as a mural on the walls of so many minds.
Painted in alphabetic's.
Vivid splashes of you as you come to life.
You are my bass and my treble... My melodies and symphonies.
You empress are the music of my life sang as stringently as possible, played by philharmonic orchestra.
Beat out on African drums.
I... I am your accompaniment.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(ART? THAT AIN'T ART. THAT'S BULLSHIT) A RANT AND A HALF


(ART? THAT AIN'T ART. THAT'S BULLSHIT) A RANT AND A HALF
DON'T NEED NO MUSIC... THIS PIECE MAKES IT OWN...

Just cause you write it don't make it good poetry or a great story.
Just cause some poor misguided soul comments on it don't make it worthwhile.
See the sad fact of the matter is what you write is the same worthless drivel that you see on t.v. and in the movies.
It's made for people who have no true vision.
They need others to tell them how and what to think.
They wouldn't know originality if it bit em dead in the center of their asscrack or dropped from a plane at ten thousand feet.
In the past artists worked to go beyond.... To make people see beyond.
That was the mark of a true artist.
Most of the time he was not appreciated by the masses cause what he said and did pointed out how futile their way of thinking and living was.
He was reviled and persecuted... Hated and ignored by the system and the people around him because of his or her originality.
He was considered crazy... eccentric even.
Check the history if you don't believe me.
In this day and time though the artist strives to be like Drake, to be like Tyler Perry, to be like Zane or whoever is popular at the moment.
That's not artistry, in fact it's bullshit that should be ignored but the masses have become so accustomed to bullshit that they eat it by the platefull.
Stank breath motherfuckers.
In the past artists stood for something... Their people... an ideal.
Now they sell their people out like Steve  (I don't give a Damn bout slavery) Harvey, and Terrence (Lets say nigga on primetime) Howard.
My grandmother Allah bless her soul would have made me turn off the t.v. in these new niggas.
My father would have made me put down their books.
I have grown tired of watching black people take a downward spiral when it comes to art.
David the statue is considered art and you can post a picture of him waving his little white penis on Facebook with no problem.
Post a black statue that way and a black person will report you and you will be blocked and black people will cheer.
That's how brainwashed you are.
Did I say brainwashed?
I meant whitewashed.
So sad that all I see is a bunch of dumb ass niggas doing what massa wants.
Thinking like massa wants them to think.
So sad that you niggas can't see it yourselves.
People are still being beaten and arrested in Ferguson and dying at the hands of the police and all you care about is Scandal and Empire.
About what some Star is wearing or the worthless cause he or she is supporting.
So sad that you can post about bitches and hoes, and misuse the acronym Thot when next week it could be your Father, mother, brother, sister, son or daughter lying on the sidewalk covered in a white sheet.
Go on... Write that bullshit, read that bullshit, listen to that bullshit you genocide maniac.
Me.
I will continue to promote art.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY