(TREMBLE) A LEGEND OF LOVE
THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE...
http://youtu.be/0FN99qrqZGs

A man stood in awe for he had heard the voice of his companion.
She could never say the wrong thing to him.
He to her.
She knew his thoughts and he hers.
His heart, yes his heart had expanded it capacity.
She had penetrated the depths of his lonesomeness where there only he existed.
A stranger on a far stranger world.
His days now filled with wanting her so.
She was made for him before he had been made himself.
Before even his ancestors were made.
In his soul he knew these things...
They were written in the stone of his walls in hieroglyphics.
Great Zimbabwe's call and he in his yearning made her into words to be read by other people.
Words to be read in other times and eventualities.
She the most splendid piece of flesh ever carved by Allah's hands.
Molded by his mind and synchronized to his.
She the red blood flowing through his veins and feeding his pineals.
Her song sung in a red brick church in Georgia where his grandmother stroked the piano keys.
Another place, a whole other time as he the man reminiscent saw her image as it projected in his subconscious.
A dream, a vision.
He lost and found had felt his foundations trembled and he man stood shook.
He having heard her voice across the void vibrated.
His grey skies now shining sun bright.
She the layers of his atmospheres, stratospherically he soared.
A warrior born of wood, concrete and asphalt.
She singing the song of he...
He singing the song of her.
His heart yea his heart threatening to burst.
Her bass so strong.
Her alto's so nice.
Her harmonics so sweet.
Man standing in awe heard her voice.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(SOLAR WINDS BLOW)
THE SOUND OF THE SOLARS WALK...DO NOT MISS THIS MUSIC BECAUSE IT TIES INTO THE PIECE...
http://youtu.be/B9s2fq0Ycmg

And here I be...
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Into the lyrical pit where I must go to pull these scrolls from the hot liquid core a little left of the right way as taught in flawed schools of thought.
A quick swing as I knock another perception down and stomp in its neck like Bruce Lee.
Put a foot up its ass like undercover brother.
X ray that motherfucker.
I whistling of Odes in C minor and fading into the distance.
From whence did he come they ask as I slap verbally precise and whip ass poetical.
I the seed of black Adam.
Son of a thermonuclear sun.
A explosion of epic proportions as African was born on Georgia clay.
Forged on Florida's streets unique.
So much need and I falling
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Drop deese.
I throws deese clenched fist punches and open hand slaps alphabetically and phonetically in defiance of man made systems formed on positions of superiority and based on willing submission.
Praying to flags and pledging money to white Jesus.
Preacher living high off the hog.
Sister cant even spend time with her kids cause she gots to pay the rent.
Church get richer.
Sister feet get sore.
Children get bad as hell.
Jails get fuller.
System get richer.
Savage math and startling statistics.
I drops the fyah from 93 million miles away.
It takes the light 8 minutes to reach you.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(BLESS ME WITH YOUR WORDS)
THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE...
http://youtu.be/R6nMGUZYUnU

My soul doth ache in mine missing thee.
My ears empty long to hear thine voice.
I float a stranded vessel in the ocean of unknowing.
The tears of a million angels crying for a million years the salt water that carries me.
I a lone traveler as the waves pass by on the way to speaking in a shushing tone.
I wonder do they whisper of us as they come ashore on a distant beach.
I swirling in the whirlpool feeling extremely dizzy.
Thine visage the mirage shimmering pon water and sand.
I making landfall as thee fading away bid me to come closer.
A shelter against the storms of life.
Mine spear with which I conquer the beast.
Thee the blanket with which I cover mineself on frigid ground where my people scorned try to fit in.
They hiding their pain in name brands and hair weaves.
I have known of thee for a thousand thousand years.
I will remember you for a trillion more when I but a piece of the flow drift in outer space.
The caverns of me seem so empty.
I long to hear your voice.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(SHE BROUGHT THE MINDSHOOKA)
THE SOUND OF THE MINDSHOOKA UNLEASHED...
http://youtu.be/Koz7w_mxvJE

My world shook when first I heard your voice...
A Heraquake of untold magnitude.
Whole cities fell in the hemispheres of my brain... Victims to rebirth.
I having known of you since before my birth... I floating amniotic in the darkness.
Echoes of things to be.
Things yet to be conquered
Things to do...
Echoes, and I listening to your voice, I am transported to stellar heights.
A signal richocheting and careening.
On the way to fall on alien ears.
They hearing of our meeting as it is retold and retold.
You are in my blood and pumping hard in my heart.
Even the warrior loves.
Even the warrior dies.
These words do I speak to you.
May they shake your soul.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

{THE WHOLE TOTALITY OF WE AS WE FLOATING MERGE}

{THE WHOLE TOTALITY OF WE AS WE FLOATING MERGE}
THE SOUND... PURE FYAH... THIS SONG IS INTEGRAL TO THE WORDS...
http://youtu.be/XDZ31YQvxWY

These nights liquid they got me suspended fluidly.
I rejuvenated in the drops as they become the basis of existence.
As they become us splattered on each others skin.
Soaking in and we merge as one.
Becoming the stream, river and eventually ocean.
As we stretch so far that we touch the sky.
Shimmering on each others surfaces.
We lying naked and spent...
Talking of calming things as you and I... We become we.
I rolling you over and taking you as you, you take me deeper.
All the way back there where your flower produces the eggs that receive my seed.
I squirting and spasming as you contract and cause my hard to go soft.
I falling out of you while still so connected to you.
You laying in my arms as I look into your eyes and glimpse your inner being.
The one that you dare not let anyone see.
The heart and soul of your freaky.
I dripping leaky as I place the head of my dick on the head of your clit.
As I pick it up and slap it down.
As the shattered liquidity soaks we in fluidity.
I diving back into the place where amniotic were we formed.
So warm and inviting.
You got me floating spread out where we found each other.
Out here in all this dark and wet.
I feel you so.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

{I FEELING HER SO, MY SOUL, MY SOUL IT SHATTERS TRANSLUCENTLY}

{I FEELING HER SO, MY SOUL, MY SOUL IT SHATTERS TRANSLUCENTLY}
THE SOUND OF WHERE SHE TOOK ME...
http://youtu.be/fSVeEBY7bHM

I heard her voice and it woke the ancestors souls that dwell in my psyche...
She such a part of the whole of us.
She seeing as I see...
The whole of our reality... Interdimensionally.
I feeling her so deep that the trenches of my deepest seas now glow luminescent.
A star in my cosmos now glows brighter and stimulates new birth,
Washes its segment of the galaxy in the brightest light.
Her the flashes of premonition that erupt from my ultra pineal.
Glimpses into a future past.
My ship the words that I whisper in her ear.
She telling me of her vision and my mind the screen projects her movie moving in 4d...
The Book of Our Souls.
It rushing by the windows as I seeking the chambers of Allah travel these black asphalt covered roads.
Dug from the wilderness by black hands holding pickaxes and shovels.
Blisters and worn out backs.
Sitting on a porch in Georgia rocking as the days fly by unimpeded.
For as surely as day comes night shall follow after.
If I can't have her one way I'm gonna make another for she plays misty in my soul.
Pungent marijuana in my lungs.
Smoke in the air.
She is my belief in the one God Allah and the promises made to the prophet Isa as he walked away from the cross.
Deep deep where the truth of we can't be disputed.
Where we are connected on a higher and lower level than mere human comprehension.
I sitting here melting as the heat of her touches the ice that is my heart.
Formed of the coldness of this consequentiality.
I felling her so.

Isa: Jesus

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(BRAINGASM)

(BRAINGASM)
THE SOUND OF A MINDFUCK...
http://youtu.be/waU75jdUnYw

My goal is to make your mind cum...
Not with digits for that mine empress would be too easy.
I want to fuck your psyche...
Stimulate your synapses and vibrate your nuerons.
To delve into the all of you and kiss your pussy from the inside.
Let you feel me as I surge up through your breasts and suck them from within your chest.
Make you rub your thighs together as I warm and hard linger in your belly.
Fill your womb.
I the hard of your engorged clit.
Let me hold the hemispheres of your grey matter and stimulate the sexual of your center withmy tongue.
The soft rumble of my voice the vibrator humming as I cause you to ooze your juice.
To lay back and sigh as I orgasmic overtake you and make you moan and sigh.
Cause you to beg me to stop speaking these words that torment you so.
Visions and premonitions falling down on your mountains and flooding your valleys as the petals grow so delicate to the touch.
They manipulated and tender as I speak to them in your panties.
My voice the breeze blowing soft across their surface.
I traveling as the warm blood stimulating and sweet.
My goal to make you stickly sweet and receptively complete.
My goal to lay your mind butt naked and exposed to the biorhythm as I...
As I make scintillating love to the whole of you.
I a tingle in your interior as I make love to you.
As I fuck you mentally.
I stimulating the receptors of your sex starved brain.


JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY