To best describe this inner space I’ll use outer space as a metaphor/
I dance with the planets in spirit form and verse in manifesto/
If you were empathic enough to see/ the universe inside of me/
You would see planets spinning around the Sun/ traveling through the blackness of space/ like a comet that has some place to be/
A divine vortex pulling us in its gravity/
The Sun represents me moving forward unapologetically/
The planets represents my inner peace and surrounding harmony/
Gravity of course is love metaphorically/
Moving like love moves has you move rhythmically/
And love’s music is so sweet to me/ it often changes how I see/
My eyes no longer belong to my ego/ making my reactions less likely to be emotional/
Every thing appears to move slower now like a fancy ad or promotional/
Campaign/
In a slow motion flow/ where alpha males pop champagne/
ask women for their name/ but instead they receive game/
in the form of a flipped question/
“Before I tell you my name, how about you tell me your profession?”
I thoroughly understand female nature/ and no ladies, this wisdom doesn’t inspire me to hate ya/
Just know I’m familiar with many forms of deception and manipulation long before I date ya/
I thoroughly understand spiritual warfare/
So if you go against me and I act like I don’t care/
It’s not that I don’t care/
I just have sense enough to know that a relationship between mediocrity and excellence will go nowhere/
The same goes for a pretentious person and one that’s sincere/
I am no longer bothered by cats that won’t fuck with you unless they can exploit you/
Without a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of what the fuck else are they going to do?/
I thoroughly understand why the weak are quick to “click up” /
If they were weak riding solo around the strong they’d have to man-up/
I throughly understand poetry politics and why I am rarely asked to feature/
That same political thinking makes Kardashians rich and underpays firefighters and teachers/
And since the game is designed to promote the shallow and stay away from the heavy/
Why would I get upset over breaking bread lyrically with your spirit, when your spirit just isn’t ready? /
Now let’s go back to the metaphors that are planetary/
Looks like I am in a different space these days/
Some think they’re in that same space/ looking to have a star war/ or/ a battle of the planets/
But they are in a dimension where stars wan’t to be seen and me and my Earth want to vanish/
My inner space/ gave me a taste/ of what peace can be/
Now my mind ice skates as it creates figure eights/
of Divinity and Infinity/
GB~
