a speck of...this is!

a way to heaven, a way to surreal, a way to sublime, a way to stories before told in lands where the only life was the dreams of life, the worries of maybe and the centre of next meal. a land my blood extends the stories of and knows the WAS of it all. my body had not yet lived, yet from birth my eyes already spoke the battles of that greater past... i grew to be what had been since before the knows of Samuel and Elijah. and thats the spirit ive been livened in!

already i wear a tone of the ground GOD first created and a skin that's with-held the scorches burns and cuts of the shape of this we have come to call life. my eyes carry the intensity and potency of the world turn; great, troubled, confused, derailed from the promise of a paradise and moulded by the toil towards A PARADISE. i look to the young and how they run in pace with the road I have already walked,and i look to the old and how they look back through my NOW experience and how the process was for them.

a travel of a day to day that has repeated centuries and kept none but the document of "HE WAS". one that cycles the spirals of emotion, the full cycle of experiences that now we can predict in end and cause...but no greater this length i and you have been woven in. this place that knows all the marks and scars and futures of each. much as some have moved on and sought a better fit in another; foreign and alternative to This one now known and burdened with stares and cues of this and that is also wrong, they still remain abassadors and reminders of where their birth was and they always are- in body or in heart-RETURNED TO THIS PLACE OF ALL ETERNITY!

we all know the heart and mind that accompanies all and the source of what they came to be, we all know how they shout their identity and shout their praises of freedom and the hopes of what their tomorrow will turn to be, we all know how they beat their chests and fill with emotion's darkness in their eyes whenever they go back in recall and flashback all that they have ever been and who they now are because of those. we all see them and no matter how much time passes by, whether 400 years or 4, we all still remember in the same frame of mind as though still in that very moment. we all see them, and we all are them and we all know, we; remember, love and ARE her because AFRIKA remembers us also!

(embrace who you are, and this great land you have been put....AFRIKA and her children, will reach her PARADISE!