Essential Freedom (A Slave To Time)

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“Blessed To Move” by AMansWell

 

 

I’m only a slave to time and if I could find it I’ll prove it to you

See today through to another, since the first out of the womb

In this life or the next maybe in ancient codes, or texts amidst darkened tombs

There is no way to escape it

Please don’t fret this is no complaint…I’m grateful for the insane

I mean unseen… kaleidoscopic daydreams and places I’ve went

That of which I am…plus some of which I ‘ain’t

In the flesh ridden physical, mental or clinical…blissful wishes and heartfelt sentiments

We are all slaves in time

Waking up means there’s a chance to do it again and if I don’t win

life’s focus would see making actions transpire and manifest to something come true

What must I do, when the day goes bored

I’m only a slave to time anyway

if I get a moment should I be guzzled in the fuss of petty lusts

knowing there is a soul mate that life says is destined for me

I’m only a slave to time

To ask me to demoralize, chastise, patronize, or simply sit aside

Is something I simply can’t abide

My master tells me it requires some action, maybe a little laughter

Pain in the book of life always seems to comes some point in the chapter

But its okay, everything succumbs to your presence anyway

Every second ticking by… reminding us of our fate

And if it doesn’t seem to go your way…just wait

Wearing you on our wrists, Quality you

Ripened in our minds to move faster and hurry hurry

Late for an appointment you missed it, setting times and dates just to marry

Letting it slip us by we feel beat…40 complete to close out another week

Sometimes I want to say no but without it I wouldn’t eat

Bonuses don’t balance out to all of those wasted hours in meetings you see

Don’t be confused just be…

Use it, don’t lose it

And if the opportunity comes it’s best not refuse it

There is no rewind in life

Just to say let it be mine would be absurd

It’s all in our mind as it stands over matter

But those delusions of grandeur need no thrive

We’re all slaves to time as long as we’re alive…

 

 

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The Past is All Behind Me…

 

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The past is all behind me as I look forward to another day
that means the tears and fears of yesterday have gone astray
Had many laughs, but an equal number of stabs…if not more
restored by faith, slowly pacing my way to something new
What does my future hold, as I bite my fist in regret to what I could do
reflecting on bullshit from the past leaves my stomach upset
Or better yet, with a bitter taste, wiping sweat from my brow
Grateful I made it through, cause I believe the time is now

The past is all behind me, I keep tellin’ myself
erasing contacts from my phone, delete…delete..delete all the drama from my buddy list
Some I could care less…others may God bless…they need it

I may miss a few but all in all it’s a reason I’m feelin’ like this
I asked God to send me a sign, He held His end, so now I have to do mine
The past is all behind, as I erase you from my mind, detox you from my body, and evaporate you from my soul
Like washing dishes, scrubbin’ floors, my chores have been completed
The bullshit people, places and things, I bid you farewell because I don’t need it
Please do believe it when I do say the past is all behind me…

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Where Did My Sanity Go?

 

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So I was having a good time then I realized I was all alone
Who told my sanity to leave or go home?
I mean he was the only friend I had in this world so cold
And when my motivation loses focus, my sanity says be bold
Damn…why did someone insult my mind to influence a departure
Of the only thing there as my friend, comrade, allowing me to be an author
When the pen hits the pad or the keystrokes equal something riveting
I feel good, but without it…my well-being is inhibited.

Who in the hell told my sanity to leave….Damn You!!!!
I can’t even be mad, when I don’t know who to gear my anger towards
You don’t understand my sanity keeps me cool when I wanna act a fool
My sanity sad no when I was considering shit that would have caused harm to me and you
My sanity keeps me kosher, when I say I’m going crazy cause I haven’t seen the smile on my daughter’s face
My sanity says let it go, when I’m thinking of lost loves my mind has yet to erase
Its sanity that keeps us sane, but if you haven’t lost it and its still crazy
Who should you blame?

Somebody tell me…..Where in the hell did my sanity go?

My sanity, man…I tell you sometimes he can be so rude
If he was leaving, common courtesy would have said let me know what he’s going to do
I calmly hit him on the jack……Please come back

So sanity you just gon’ leave and not even give me a heads up?

I know it’s crazy, but with or without you..I refuse to be lackadaisical
Sanity, you left me… without letting me know or even asking for permission
Whether I can continue without you…..guess that’s my decision.

Where in the hell did my sanity go?

 

Finding you has become the ultimate mission

Exotic Measures: It Started Uptown

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A pantry of thoughts fulfilling to even the most sacred of one’s desires
as lustful urges burn towards your flame
Patience leaves me no choice but to hold steady
riding home on this evening train

Thoughts of you and I forever lingering in my brain
Exotic measures and its pleasure upon two souls seeking the same
Captivated by your aura here I am wondering if these pheromones are to blame
for this love stricken token making its way to play in our little crazy game

One for breakfast, 2 for lunch, a photo of what? I’d rather not say
Anticipating your reply to numerous texts I’ve sent today
Exotic measures put pressures on even the most treasured jewels
All those bedridden taboos just waiting to take place by love smitten fools

Who knew we’d come this far in such little time
I knew you’d be ready once you heard the doorbell chime
Chances we take for the chance to go further
Uptown and down, around the corner to street 69.

Thoughtful Invocation

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I took the time to wait

and for that it was all in vain

I ran another dollar to my thoughts

they too ended in shame

I gave it a little more time

walked alone to fuel these determined woes

If time ever reveals an answer

It is in this life I would prefer it chose

One day long gone after a bid complete

the mirror will reveal those angles so sweet

Knowing left from right to face reality again

I’ll realize just what made Life a treat…

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We Made It Through Monday

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If I could quickly transform these thought waves to patterns, I’d probably be somewhere orbiting next to Saturn,

or swimming in an ocean of my own free will amidst lost emotions…

contemplating my destiny next to a fork in the road of fiery notions

Here comes the Yellow Brick Road…Karma is like that sometimes

Perhaps the crossroads of my soul carry a touch to a game thats long been sold

But it ain’t no hearts I’m after…broke a few of my own,

been living life as such since the day I left home

I’d much rather bury a hatchet than a casket but sometimes we just miss the signs

flag on the play and we just get left behind

It’s Heaven we’re all after but sometimes just forget to unwind

My image may not be the same as yours but we all deserve to enjoy quality time.

High Notes of A Melodic Flow…

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Her melody sways with the curvature of her hips,
Embellishing the silhouette of her lips.
It’s something about that masterpiece type vibe,
Similar to the Symphony 9…she has a Melodic Flow.
Cascading thru the Jones of my bones, I can’t seem
to stay focused,
For every time she walks by… the clef notes of my heart seem to notice.
She has a Melodic Flow….let me know when you ready
for me to record.
We can play the C scale as I find your G spot,
As the rhythm of our bodies play non-stop.
Girl….you got that Melodic Flow…should I start off slow,
Or fast forward to the end, press rewind and do it
all over again.
The way her smile seems to collide with mine, as her notes keep me high.
She has a Melodic Flow…baby flow on…let me know if
I need to record.
It’s just something special when we’re both on the
same accord.

Notes on a Raindrop…

DSC_0045_01Raindrops exude truth if only we’d take time to see
There’s comfort in the monsoon of our minds
said a third eye as it viewed life thru the eyes of Me
Knowing better yet choosing to bask in the blissfulness
of chaotic dreams turnt reality
while all the while we’ve been painting a canvas to a heart spilt candidly

 

Peaceful Simplicity

!DSC_2296Tangible grace like yours must have been created in a maze
I’ll admit I truly am amazed
that despite all of the waves, mischievious thoughts and insidious ways
We’ve survived unscathed
Never mind the bullshit…they’re gonna talk anyway…that’s why we’ve bathed
Riches illume of self-knowledge and health without any doubt I’m paid…
One tends to notice when you begin to lose focus
Considering sleep lost over that you can’t change and a bed less made
Wolves cashing in on sheep, just know the wool’s been frayed
Instead of peddling along hopeless
Take time to realize its in your control just know what hope is
Any bliss that I intend to revive from the past that time has passed by
will be my own Life breathed into well wishes, her kisses, + harmonic ambitions  that I refuse to let DIE…