(THEN TILL NOW)

Man held your hand in ancient times beyond recollection, before biblical times and the Genesis was written.
He looking in your eyes and growing stronger as you looked at him adoringly... His heart melting into the caverns of his torso.
The blackness of your skin mans escape from the savagery.
In your darkness was man found as he built a great city from Terra firma, rooms built into stone, great stones attacked on upon another.
Your name forgotten as time proceeded along... Ausar and Auset, Ra and Nut, Osiris and Isis... The progression of man.
Ancient into modern as God's fell and were replaced, men calling these things knowledge as he forgot who he truly was... Author of his own story becoming pawn.
You still a queen even as language changed and became these men speak these days... As barbarians invaded and took slaves.
Brought them to new worlds as defined by them, dark men on the shores watching as they emerged from the mist.
Caged, man looked upon your beauty as he was bought and sold, his soul torn to shreds, he became the one spoken of in Aramaic, Hebrew and Arabic.
Mans child in a promised land where he treated as less worked dawn to dusk, his solace found in your flesh.
The sound of your voice his brief reprieve until the thread lit the sky...
Ancient into the present...
Man held your hand.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(TRUTHONOMY)

The cries of those slain in slavery echo across time, those who languished and died knowing that their children would face the same fate.
This slavery.
That their grandchildren and their grandchildren would as well.
These things shown to them in prophecy and dreams, in scriptures that the church tried to hide... That preachers dared not whisper for fear that massa sitting in the pews might hear... That the deacon sitting at his right side might run and tell.
The level and the square his free Masonic prison.
His wife a fatal eastern star wearing white and leading futile hymns as the deaf, dumbed up and docile swayed and chanted... Fell to the floor and caught the holy ghost.
So unseen, so tangible as white men in white sheets came in the darkness of night and carried the strong sons away.
Left the weak to lead the masses... Silver, gold and Cadillacs their reward... Young virgins in pressed dresses and the best pieces of fried chicken at Sunday dinner the prize.
Ancestors bones laid to rest in unmarked graves screaming at the travesty as the truth revealed at their death carries them into the flow.
The Israelites have been enslaved for far to long... Victims of twisted religion and unmerited lies that would deny them their destiny.
Ancestors blood running into the gutters, ditches, and rivers would testify these things.

Deuteronomy 28:

³² Thy sons and thy daughters shall be given unto another people, and thine eyes shall look, and fail with longing for them all the day long; and there shall be no might in thine hand.

³³ The fruit of thy land, and all thy labours, shall a nation which thou knowest not eat up; and thou shalt be only oppressed and crushed alway:

³⁴ So that thou shalt be mad for the sight of thine eyes which thou shalt see.

³⁵ The Lord shall smite thee in the knees, and in the legs, with a sore botch that cannot be healed, from the sole of thy foot unto the top of thy head.

³⁶ The Lord shall bring thee, and thy king which thou shalt set over thee, unto a nation which neither thou nor thy fathers have known; and there shalt thou serve other gods, wood and stone.

³⁷ And thou shalt become an astonishment, a proverb, and a byword, among all nations whither the Lord shall lead thee.

49 The Lord shall bring a nation against thee from far, from the end of the earth, as swift as the eagle flieth; a nation whose tongue thou shalt not understand;

50 A nation of fierce countenance, which shall not regard the person of the old, nor shew favour to the young.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(NEW BEGINNING) A SENRYU

(Creation)
Suspended is man
Mesmerized by her beauty
Darkness becomes light

(A Whiff)
Such is her essence
Born of a stars explosion
She rendered splendid

(Queenly)
She is like the rain
Gently falling pon mans pain
Man is born anew

(Union)
Together as one
The world trembles as they step
None can stop their stride

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

{AND I MAN SPEAK OF MY LOVE FOR YOU}

{AND I MAN SPEAK OF MY LOVE FOR YOU}


And I a man looked upon you as no other man ever could or will.
I appreciating every last wrinkle and line.
The rise of your hips and the very deep brown of your eyes.
The way you lick your lips and the lilt of your voice.
How it makes the very Beast rise from the blood coursing through mine veins.
He heavy and hard and pressing against the very fabric of mine pants.
Such a conundrum art thou as I try to relate these things to you.
The very depths of the Eloquent Beasts heart.
The true dimensions of his love, such cosmic implications.
These things I would leave behind for you, all of them.
Such a love that it would be written in the stars.
Sun upon Son witnessing the union of we as we big bang.
As we sit on the beach and watch the waves kiss the land.
As we create planets and moons, cognizant life and living fools.
Those who would not overstand the true expanse of who and what we are.
The truth of our being as we helix merge and become these new entities.
I a man look upon you as no other man ever could or would.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

In The Beginning As Explained At The End

Man, such an imposing figure on planet earth.
He trying to alter a thing that was in fact created perfect.
Foolish man.
Following other men in destroying himself and everything in his path.
Man, it could all be so simple.
The earth in all its pain tries to correct mans wrongs, his violent rape as the earth screams in pain.
No Vaseline.
If only, if only man were truly the spiritual being he calls himself and herself as immersed in prayer.
Religiosity destroying man from within, the words of other men having become the words of God.
Foolish man as he offers words of prayer to a hungry man while walking into a restaurant to eat.
Looking at his fellow being from behind a glass.
Magnified and insignificant, life as designed while existing in a fish tank.
Babies raised as social experiments, food to feed the beast God Corporation.
Lord of it all as man and woman flock to the malls, the specialty clothing stores to prove themselves worthy of existing in a state of false God adulation.
To prove themselves better than other men who may have it all figured out.
Living on truly cosmic vibrations, the true definition of God.
He or she exiting in everything from the smallest particle to the largest living thing.
The periodic table to the helix of his design.
God defined, mans design.
And man still doesn't get it because he has been made blind.
Wandering in a desert of his minds design.
Foolish man.
And Gaia cried.

Jerald HamzahFaruq Murphy

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{NONE OTHER AS UNTO I}

{NONE OTHER AS UNTO I}

THE SOUND OF ASCENDENCE...

https://youtu.be/yZOmRjo_Z7c

From the darkness to the light... I am.
There is none other as unto I and I.
These things... This existence is but a very infinitesimal part of my being... I exist in many worlds, In many different dimensions, In other realms, where petty human notions have on existence.
I was born of consciousness and incubated in the fluid of life.
Make no mistake and think that any of these things that I am telling you will free you from my wrath if you cross me for I will send you screaming and bloody into the flow.
I am God defined for I overstand his prime directives... I am he and he is me... So is she.
I have the ability to mold my surroundings to fit my needs... The ability to take a crowd and leave it standing in jaw dropped awe... The ability make mine enemies fall to their fear filled knees.

No church can control me... No religion can limit mine bounds.

I am...
None other.
I am.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY