Soul Capturing Track/Dreamereality Rant

This song goes out to those pursuing a dreamereality!!!

A thought has been flowing out of my head as I am listening to this song:

There are those who engage art to escape from their reality. Something like music allows them to close their eyes and close out all the troubling things in both the world outside and the world within. Then there are those who use music as a means of escaping towards their reality. For them, music would be something that enables them to engage, empower, express, and enrich both their inner and outer world so that the two can be integrated into one state of being. Most people seem to be a mix of both these two types of people. However, I believe at the core everyone tends to lean towards one type.

I have realized that the core of me is the latter type(through for a time I was living like former type). It is because of being that type that art has taught me how to make the surreal real, and to make the impossible possible. Art has showed me how the paint the picture of the person I honestly am. It has guided me to mold meaningful moments as if they were music. It has propelled me to present the most personal parts of me into poetry. And as art has enlightened me to elevate my state of being, a collision between my dreams and reality has occurred, forging in my life to become a dreamereality- A state where your dream is your reality and your reality is your dream. The song above has brought me to a single conclusion: Your dreams and your reality can be synonymous if your thoughts, words, and actions align your life to be as such.

That is why I dedicate the song above to those pursuing a dreamereality life. I hope that you continue to strive for the reality that is your dreams!

The Movement Continues...
- Rhetorical Artz

Tonight Speak Life Storytellers will be performing at the shadow lounge. If your interested in having a good time with live entertainment, hit me up. Tickets are $5 at the Doors, $3 dollars through me. We appreciate you supporting us. - Speak life

Sewer Slang

So I meant to say quotes instead of "rotes", and I definitely said my name twice for no reason at the end. But anyways...this is from a while back. Always feels good when reciting these lyrics. The lyrics are talking about the music industry(particularly hip hop) and plans of how to change it for the better.

The Movement Continues...
- Rhetorical Artz

BE free

If you want to be mental free than just be. I'm NOT talking about being like someone else, or BEcoming the person you think you should be now. I am talking about building from who you are in the present. For to build away from the person you presently are is like building a house while falling down from a cliff. Even if you finish it, it will only hit the ground and crash into little pieces. In short, if you want to be mentally free than just be.
The Movement Continues...
- Rhetorical Artz

Morning Meal

Life lacks no beauty
beside you being a part of it/
The ocean of my emotions
I'm about to throw the ark on it/
The Stark dropping sparks of eggs scrambled/
Into a breakfast that makes you break fast
from stuff that's too hard to handle/
That why I made an eggs escape that's soul scrambled instead of hard boiled/
We need to crack and peal apart the egg-head that are unsoiled/
By life
By living
By the blessings we've been given/
breaking through superficial shells to reach the vision's
my decision/

The Movement Continues...
- Rhetorical Artz

Just wondering

I sit back...

Relax...

And Wonder...

Will I ever reach the point in my life that I am trying to reach? A point where there's no point in worrying...about my future... about my past... about my present.

...Will I ever get a chance to choose NOT to lose in the battle between self-control and self-indulgence?

Will I ever learn how to do the little things right...RIGHT NOW?

I sit back...

Relax...

And Wonder...

I sit back...

Relax...

And Wonder...

When am I going to make that one step

that will signal the moment that I have left my inconsistencies behind, and

moved beyond them towards a tomorrow

where the worst moments in my life

become the biggest myths and legends of

a new era... a dawn of a new age

When will I just get on with it already

so that all of me will be ready to roll

into a new stage of thinking...breath...being

When will I stop only looking...and start soulfully seeing...everything

I sit back...

Relax...

And Wonder...

I sit back...

Relax...

And Wonder...

But I don't only wonder about the width of my worries...

I also wonder about wonderfully random things too...

Like...

WHEN WILL WE START USING TERMS LIKE

"cats out of the bag now"

OR

"now I'm in a pickle"

LITERALLY!!

Nah but seriously...

I sit back...

Relax...

And Wonder...

When terms like "out of this world"

will actually turn out to be used to express the coolness of someone

who has built...

environmentally friendly flying shoes for their feet that

could launch them into outer space to a place...of their own

And I wonder when your really "feeling the music"

of classical compositions coming from my composer roommate's disposition

when you'll be able to...

physically pat his Steele drum percussion on the back

For a job well done...

while tangibly touching its tones

I sit back...

Relax...

And Wonder...

How great it would be if the Lookouts in life got a microphone that could speak to the entire world at once.

Or if just once their could be a day where the entire world could stop and just...listen

Or if the world would be at peace

if we all at once raised our heads to the clouds

And screamed so loud the bermuda triangle fell apart to become...

the bermuda line_____________________________________________
I sit back...

Relax...

And Wonder...

If those who draw lines in the sand_______________________________

realize how quickly the wind blows them away...

Along with our man made plans

OR IF...

If it struck the minds of those in the muck of much war

during those particular past and present timelines__________

______________ that all this time...

The only things many men may have ever truly been fighting for

IS

MONEY

AND

LAND

I wonder if my brain

IS ONE THAT...

others truly can understand

OR IF IN REALITY ALL THIS TIME I...

have only been talking to different parts of myself?

I sit back...

Relax...

And Wonder...

About myself.....................................

^...everyone...

^.........................and everything else

BUT IN SPITE OF ALL THOSE THOUGHTS

I CAN STILL

I sit back...

Relax...

And Wonder...

...

...

...

The Movement Continues...
- Rhetorcal Artz

Speak Life Storyteller Insight: Stay True to Yourself

An insight on what it means to be the main character of your own life.

The Movement Continues...
- Rhetorical Artz

TV Empowers Me

For a big chunk of my life, I have lived vicariously through my tv screen. And it mostly never bothered me except for once in a while. Because every once in a while, after I would watch a character on a tv show travel around the world for miles and miles, I would realize that all along I hadn’t moved or travelled far at all... weeeellllll, except for that long exodus from my chair,to the kitchen- to get some food, and back to my chair, to prepare myself to risk it all through the life of someone else, while my real life remained without any real life dander.

But I’m exaggerating a little. I mean it’s not like watching tv is literally all I did in my life. In fact, I would say that, I’ve had pretty interesting life. A life with it’s fare share of risk and real adventure. What adventure you ask? Well let’s see... I’ve physically, not mentally, travelled around the world to places like Asia, South America, Africa, The West Indies, and Europe. I’ve climbed up mountains and waterfalls, jumped off cliffs and leaves. And whenever I went somewhere new I would always leave the set path, just like the people I would see on the tv screen do. All in hopes that suddenly...a dragon would swoop down from the sky, scoop me up, and tell me that I was a being from another planet sent here to save the world with my crazy awesome superpowers...

(Sigh deeply) But unfortunately, that is often never what would happen. What would happen is that I would get to witness this beautiful landscape before me, allowing me to escape the great glory that is this mundane and monotone and magic-less life. Cause as long as I can remember, something in this real world, never really seemed right. So I would write...rhymes...that is when I wasn’t spending my time trying to figure out if the feeling about life that I’ve had was honestly real, or if it really was all in my mind. And in the process of working through this mystery, I found tv, was a comfort that not many other things seemed be in the face of this inner calamity.

For I could be a bouncing off the walls type of calm when I was watching a sit-com; Boy Meets World to the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air was the very air that I breathed and laughed on. And it was so cool being running home to watch cartoons after-school; from Recess to Doug Funny, to Dragonballz, to Bug Bunny. And what was truly funny about all of that is the fact that all these shows and more would end up, at the end of the day, empowering me. Yup, I said it. Call me crazy, but TV empowered me.

It empowered me to believe that anything was possible.

That with enough heart, and imagination that I could be unstoppable, When it came to making the world in my head, a real world. And this source of inner salvation didn’t just stop there, but was carried everywhere I went. Through my sports (believe it or not I played basketball and tennis back in the day, but not much football. For some reason it just never really interested me), through my art (piano, poetry and rhyme writing), through my extracurriculars (church stuff, hanging with a bunch friends... hanging with a bunch girlfriends.Playa!lol. Nah I’m just joking, had a lot of friends who were girls growing up.The curse of being raised by 4 women I guess but anyway...) tv even followed me through my education.

Actually, I’d say especially my education. Man from elementary school all the way to college, I can’t remember when watching tv wasn’t essentially acknowledged. Their was even an intellectual expansion, in college, of my tv shows and thus life knowledge. For I always felt, that the expansion of the understanding of people, professions, and my own passion rose... whenever I watched a Charlie Rose...show. And I knew what subject I wanted to learn about more when I first watched the show called The Entrepreneur. And the way I judged the life music I loved, completely budged, when I watched Lauryn Hill on MTV: Unplugged. And when I watched the interview from the journal of the guy who wrote... what is the books name... oh yeah, 3 cups of tea/ I could feel limits I had set within me leave as my soul was set free which in fact, if I’m being exact, if you look into the originally intended point of a liberal arts university, you’ll see it goes all the way back to ancient Greece, where the original words for liberal arts were defined...as the art of liberating ones mind which- while I find higher education largely failing at this- tv seemed to accomplish this for me all the time.

But it did even more than that, for my education of self to. Cause when I went through a severe, suicide attempted depression, after I ended my year as a freshman, it came from multiple tv shows that telling someone and getting help was something that I needed to do

...So I did... and today I stand here finishing up my college career, no longer a kid...but a man. A man that, despite dealing with real pains, still managed to maintain my idealism, and still holds on to the imagination of my childhood which today remains, to be a fundamental facilitator of how I strive to pursue and do what makes me feel alive- sharing uplifting stories- where before me is a world where so many are pursuing and doing things that are killing them inside.

Yet ,despite these true story words, I have heard people say that it’s cause of tv that I am so ADD and spacey. That’s it’s cause I watch so much tv that I’m living in a fantasy. That it’s because I watched so much tv that I don’t deal with “the reality” of what society claims this world to be. They even call me watching all this tv a crutch, that keeps me lost and out of touch. Well... maybe that true... and maybe their right... But I have never scene a crutch move someone forward in life this much.

So much so...that out of almost all of my friends I seem to be known as the one who is ignorant enough, crazy enough, naive enough, self-deceived enough, to believe enough...(deep breath) in his dreams, to go after them, as if he has already known what is going to happen, and is giving a spoiler alert to the rest of the world, before the tv show is even publicly shown.

And I do know, cause I’ve watched it on tv already. Through tv God gave me a sneak preview as soon as it was said and done. So you may be waiting to see it on “reality tv”, but to me...realizing my dreams is nothing more... THEN WATCHING A RE-RUN.

The Movement Continues...

- Rhetorical Artz