What is Sin?

What is Sin?

There’s a lot that’s been said about ‘Sin’. I heard so much about it growing up. Haven’t we all? Sin has the reputation for being that thing that disappoints g-d. Transgression. When you bypass the law in favor of responding to the lusts of your flesh. With this song, I wanted to challenge the typical core beliefs surrounding sin. What makes some things sinful while other things are just tradition?

So much of sin is made up of the things we consider taboo.  A lot of people are afraid of doing what they wanna do because of the punitive punishment that has been attached to their desires. This is most common if you were raised in a strict religious and or dogmatic environment.  I came up with the idea for this song after writing about sin and the power it had on my life for so while as a Christian. I was always curious about sin and the nature of its influence in my life.

This was a teaching moment to me upon my awareness of growth and desire and hopefully, you may find this useful in navigating your life. If you listen at the end of this song, Stanley Wrinkles comes in to deliver an important message. Who is this, Stanley Wrinkles some might ask?

Stanley Wrinkles is a character I came up with back in 2005 not long after Hurricane Katrina took my family to Texas. He’s a preacher that is passionate about Jesus and sharing the message of the truth. Whether prayer, preaching or talking – he’s always passionately sharing in some way or another.

AND NOW THERE’S DESSERT #1!

My Homie Jeremy Garner was the mastermind behind the production of this track! I remember when he first sent this to me and how amazed I was how fast it came together. The rock metal edge really gives this song a kick and really just stands in your face and sends bones down your spine.

Take a listen and please do enjoy and share with me what you think?

Remember – On YouTube is where to find me and Jeremy Garner’s Latest Collaborations!

(This song is the first serving of dessert shared on August Feels Like Wednesday )

 

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Fruit of Constellation

Fruit of Constellation

In the unseen, my shadows await their victory. A conqueror of the night takes the proper crown and slays all possible enemies. The fight has returned to a notion of liberty. For if one is free – one must fight and stand for their freedom. The prison is deep with lairs of darkness and symphonies of alienation.

For the time has come where the feast has begun. I wouldn’t dare stuff my face when others have not eaten. Some rather not eat because others have not eaten. Should I allow the food to spoil and to waste because some choose not to attend the party? A feast with no participates – is an uneventful party.

10 stars belong to me and 5 are for you. We have each been given a promise with these stars and the oath is one to decree to the nations. If I give away these stars, I only stand to gain. Giving away all that I have, for what is mine is what also belongs to a stranger. At the very least the crumbs can be a benefit. The breadcrumbs linger and request for the dogs to be fed. I wonder how much do we really need for ourselves?

We are given only so much until we are left with nothing. What then? How can we move past what has already disappeared? What do we have to offer when it’s all gone? The crumbs can’t be for us when we have eaten the main meal.

I’m only eating as a means of survival – the moment I stop. I begin to crave more. A taste for brighter constellations awaits me in the midnight sky. I can’t believe what is slipping away from me at this very moment.

Nothing is here, and time is consuming me as the day chases the night in a hurry – Now 5 stars belong to me and 10 are for you. I am losing but gaining by the eating away of the crumbs.

I’m eating the fruit of constellations.

Ancient Urgency

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Considering how rare and considerate you are of the expression kept inside you – I am eternally honored!

I feel as if eye am discovering a painting that is encoded on the pyramids of Egypt!

Your curves are like numbers and it’s a special trance to describe!

When I first opened the email, the eye just glazed into the pictures.

I can’t help it! Even if I could, I wouldn’t be able to.

I apologize if my words might appear a bit scandalous but if they help provoke a sense of urgency then….Damn it.

 I use words that can possibly teach you how sincere I am – some words are better understood with a sense of character in them.

So when I tell you that looking at your body makes me bite my lip, it’s true.

My imagination rips your clothes off slowly while my hands sculpture your essence.

If eye could teach you like an ancient understanding of how deeply bad I want you- Solomon and Shakespeare would be remiss.

We listen to songs that attempt to capture feelings and arouse the power at night.

We become strategic and lay out our melody and notes!

But IF I was there, I would just enter into you like the wind enters the desert.

We could make our own noise later!

Everything that makes sense in our mind will become logic when I touch you.

Words would fail us desperately, but that’s OK because I would be one with you.

Our spirits in flight, traveling to all of those illustrative pictures and poems of true sexuality.

INSPIRED By The E Of Thee.

Moon Rush

 I thought I was able to make a video from this piece I entitled “Moon Rush” but words fail to describe this, within the length of explanation. Expressions seem to emotionalize through visuals, but this night, it is meant to be read and understood. I am drawn to the consciousness of what is in the night, as creation and expressions shine so bright!

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Acknowledging the sleepless nite! O, how I remember thee!

You come and beg of me a journey of endless lines.

So here I am – flipping through the pages and my gratitude is revealed by looking at you!

O, humble night; I have been slain through the unending symmetry. 

Morning is here, by the rush of the moon.

No one truly studied the glow in the night – the sacred light that beams through the sky.

Looking in the daylight sky, she is hidden by the covering of the day and passing clouds.

Stars as meek and shy to the galaxies unknown reveal their great posture and fire.

Hollow is the night, which invites the carnal eyes who visit the nightmares of darkness. 

As if you were on fire from within.

The moon lives in the lining of your skin!

Peculiar passions of haunting depictions which write on the stars!