SAGE MODE

About 4 months ago I picked up on this weird energy people tend to be unaware that, they are carelessly casting around a bit it literally is a harmful negative energy, so in my six senses I changed the form of my energy to put a bubble shield around me not the first time I’ve done this, this is a form of solitude, I am also both an extrovert and —->introvert<—-(more so on that side) sometimes I really just don’t want to go outside in the world and deal with humanity and it issues, sometimes I do, been hurt too many times I’ve also hurt myself, stop hurting each other. Yes I can read your energy even through face book it’s written into your very words I can also hear and feel it, I’m not called a sage for no reason now.

If Your Human Then Prove It

Once upon a time a man once told me I shouldn’t get dreded up that I should stay clean cut socially acceptable in other words blend in (don’t look like an African American because you’ll look dirty is what it sounded like). I asked why several time but never received an clear explanation just a firm repeat of not to and I thought to myself (I really don’t believe the people who really like me would judge me on my appearance) but this one man did and I open that Pandoras box I did, I stormed out the door as we exchanged ill words towards one another, that is when I began setting that bridge on fire. What your looking at is not only hair or an extension of my soul or personality but my entire rebellion and it didn’t begin with a rose, love it began were these African roots grew.

 

Now that you know, deprogram yourself stop judging people get to know people,

Did I ever tell you I walked into a Bosnian bar once all alone the only black guy in there I broke a few necks sat down and played chess it was quite an experience. I dare you humanity.

 

“DNA unwritten: Opening the door”

Curiosity and fear brought you here
And they can take you away from here
It’s all in the movement of an arm to a hands grasp, time brought you here to this moment

the doors to the heart are
slightly ajar giving light
They are, or shaded in darkness
In your room of light or darkness

They can be closed and you can
Feel the surface if its warm
If its cold you can listen to its
Sounds on the other side
Is where you’ll be found

And your hands are
Warm enough your
Hands are the key to opening
The door