Capital Articulation

Capitalizing on the letters which are sent to define the enormity of feeling. (TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THOSE LETTERS, WHICH ARE HEAVY) The strongest tower of articulation hovers over the definitions of excitement. (NO MATTER THE HEAVIEST TOWER OF PRONUNCIATION, OUR JOY IS TAMED THROUGH SPEECH) Explanation fails with the vastness of stories which gives an […]

Truth Testing // Finger AND FIST

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When it becomes the name of ‘TRUTH’ a few things come to mind, to all of us, and we can go through different measures to help articulate what it may mean. I’ve studied heavily on articulation, and that writing will come after this one. I just wanted to share my studies on the finger and fist of what sometimes we represent, in our journey to understanding and clarity.

Here, are some definitions, of those different methods, and also a beautiful explanation by Ravi as it pertains to the quest.

Rationalism –

  1. A belief or theory that opinions and actions should be based on reason and knowledge rather than on religious belief or emotional response.
  2. The theory that reason rather than experience is the foundation of certainty in knowledge.

Empiricism  / Verification Principles, Scientific Worldview Results Took Over.  –

  1. The theory that all knowledge is derived from sense-experience.
  2. Practice-based on experiment and observation.
Existentialism/  Emotional Experiences, Personal Subjectivity –

A philosophical theory or approach that emphasizes the existence of the individual person as a free and responsible agent determining…
Post-Modernism/ NO Absolutes/ Did away, with truth, meaning, and certainty.  – A late 20th-century style in the arts, architecture, and criticism that represents a departure from modernism.

 

In life, we never graduate, but our learning is progressed in unending revelation!

Mesmeric Rendition (21 Measures)

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I thoroughly enjoyed my birthday with my friends! Adia, Ethan, Daphene, Ashely, Francesca, Amir, and Jared! It was a time to remember, and it’s ONLY part ONE! It extends from this point on into the next!

What I’ve realized is a great detail within Mesmeric Renditions!

SO here we are, in the same position = I’ve had my turn, now you have given your rendition.

The same position of Birthdays and celebrations. NOW this rendition is of 21!

God, who created the universe has an amazing class, we all belong to; some of us are still sleep in the egg of unconsciousness, but I am a part of a rebirth now.

Sleeping because those dreams are only hallucinations of what we believe about the universe. Whether eternal or not – I am born again into the class of wonder.

I’m no longer hanging on the edges of a proposition.

Because, whenever we hang out on what is proposed, where do we really go? We are either on the cliff or razor edge

Surely – All of this kitten suspense is growing into a LION!

Those kittens that run through the ally allowed the black shadow to a metamorphosis of a LION of grand ROARING!

I can hear the roar – trembling at my doorstep! Once, I open it; I’m in for it!

Starting at a hesitant scream. Hearing the loud roar, as you open the door, you can see this won’t be a good conversation.

I’ve already shot my ego on the landscape of heated desire.

This passion burns inside of me, best to release it as the fever begins to trickle at the eye sight of indulgence.

No longer am I seeking a seized past comfort, my rest now prepares for eternal mesmeric chords.

The seized past is no longer sought, because my resting is a chord played 21 measures…

Sensual Orbits

My touch is like a multitude of mountains reaching the glories of heaven.

My words still cease at the street of doubt and inner tribulations.

Like Venus, my rotation is clockwise and I walk backwards as Venus to the truth, I’ve always understood.

The peril of heartbreak spoke gently to my fragile soul.

This time, it’s as if the sensual orbits embrace the causes of desire.

You long for me to touch and yield fire to your yearning body.

Even in the thrust of my answer, your mind is deluded to my attire.

As you feel the passion inside of you like thunder, you’re still flashing as lightning first.

I am looking directly into the light and there is a cause to readjust or else I’ll be blind.

What’s more than the sensuality of our orbits designating a strict path of interest?

My prayers are reconciled with the galaxies of knowledgeable monumental pieces of data.

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These orbits are sensual indeed as a conversation with a ghost dives at a charm I’m familiar with. Conversation invokes a detailed comfort which courts right at the kiss of lustful memory. I’m feeling the throbbing member which feels a reminiscent courtesy that is allowed because of a distant creation. The universe knows what great length creation took place, as we only struggle to make meaning in and out of its enormity. 

Research – The Seeds of Colorless Imagination

In the midst of the walls of studies, my definition for research leaps and spins. WHAT does it even mean to “DO YOUR RESEARCH?”
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We all find ourselves flipping through the pages of history to find a synonymous argument that appears to tame our own biased perspective. Ultimately, can it be in the heart of commonality where our search is renewed? Finding positions that signify a truth to our unspoken realizations. As we begin to entertain the length of colorless imaginations told through HIStory, we wonder where is the mother; to all that is embedded in the seeds. I’ve found my gestures paranoid as my eyes read through the variation of individual insight. I’m speaking from a peril of context and the journey through the windows of content.

Pay no mind to my accusation – I’m only what you believe about freedom.

I noticed your call and my heart is back to you. I am consumed on the deadly possibility.

I am consumed on the deadly possibility.

As your call desperately arises in my voice.

As your call desperately arises in my voice.

Blissful Freightning

I vaguely remember the story of freight now, as it has settled within the woes of my mind. That was indeed a scary night, and only a few know of the SCREAM that is freighting! Since I’m the detained sleeper, it is very easy to sleep at the first touch of the bed.

Some nights, I intend to revoke access to the bed and other times, my rebellion is taunted by the aroma of the bed. When you have a MAFIA of people, who are given private information; they soon can become a mob.

THIS NIGHT was one of the SCARIEST NIGHTS OF MY LIFE! I’m normally NOT taken back by the play of what is frightening. I’ve seen movies and read horror films and personally witnessed the realm of the opposite of the light. The history of New Orleans and the tricks that begin at the story of telling of Voodoo. I mention New Orleans because I feel there is a deep sorrow in the streets of certain realms – SPOOKY!

It was only a couple of days ago, that I thought I either died or was a dream of my own that only I understood. TO make matters worse, the whole moment was recorded! I screamed so high, I thought my decibels were higher than that of the FINEST Opera singers.

 

When I become sleepy, I utter complete nonsense. I begin to connect non-congruent pieces of information on a variation of topics. I’ll talk about how trains met in a dungeon of dragons and how the fire that came out the cat’s mouth appeared as a meow. I make no sense, whatsoever, and when that moment comes, I intend on responding to the bed.

 

Well, the mafia who recorded my every move decided to play a joke, and in the state of my restlessness, I believed what appeared to be a PANDA or some kind of black and white JASON! JASON ALWAYS WINS AGAINST FREEDY! BY THE WAY  -_____-

I literally became frustrated with the joke, that my speech followed a series of mumbles and inaudible sadness. WE ALL have had these moments, sometimes! BUT we are ALL – the most surprised when they show up in front of a group of friends. It exposes your deep fear, and your inability to express the scary nature of life. I can look back at this joke AND LAUGH HYSTERICALLY! 😀

 

I’ve come to the understanding of bliss within the darkness, it’s meant to arouse a laughter in us all. Surely, in cruelty, there appears an absent charm, but there is still an enchantment in the magic of the folly!