{THE WHEREWITHALL}
THE SOUND DROP...
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Looking at the nether and I the ether as it all becomes one.
I the tree, I the leaf, I the air between.
I the mitochondrial of the situation.
Here there is no color, yet everywhere color exists.
It incorporated in the very particles of all being,.
Here I am, life in all its existentialism.
I am beginning and I shall never end, I the microscopic dust caught in the savage wind of a breath.
I solid as man sitting pon bench, I as fluid as water.
These things and man reflecting as the sun passes by in the sky.
Time but a marked space where even it does not exist.
These things shall pass.
A sigh, and it all together continues to meld and mold itself.
The mass controlled by the few, sheep in wolves den.
Dirt owned and rented out to the poverty stricken.
Victims to the almighty system.
Who am I but man?
Would my vision change the picture?
I seeing interdimensional in nature.
The whisper of ancestors echoing in mine ear.
Blood crying from the killing floor where warriors thrust arms to the heavens.
Fell to bended knee and prayed to Allah and other Gods of other names.
Some ancient and some modern as it all coalesced and combined.
A drop of moisture evaporating on its way to the ground of mans mind.
A shining ray of illumination prismatic in full panorama.
Light swallowed up in the darkness of the cave I man inhabit.
Excursions and sojourns in masses of humanity, so many so blind and yet they would see.
False versions of all this reality, man so rooted in all this religiosity.
I am the minutest particle imagined, I am the greatest being who ever lived.
I am...
I be...
All these things.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
