Just a Soul

Under a moonlit star-gazing night

Without a cloud, not a soul in a sight

A war general on the eve of the battle

Till the morning he takes the saddle

With one goal and only one objective

In his mind, the strategies most effective

With one life and only one to live

He gazes afar, into the mist of death

One day, he will be lying beneath

One wasted life to be a distant myth

Live today and die tomorrow

Die worthy of mourn and sorrow

Hands in one bearing closed-eyes

On his knees bearing a mortal mind

God, bless his soul tonight.

Moratorium

My head’s spinnin’ with my body leanin’

My mind’s fiendin’ with my body not seein'

In the state of suspension searching for the reas’n

Exploring the expansion touching for a teasin’

The game I’m spillin induces bodies splittin’

Multiple positions I’ve been gamin’

Stripes on my belt I should be gainin’

Stripped on my bed, it’s you, for my I am waitin’

I would be sleezy when situation be appealin’

Don’t let it be easy when I come squeezin’

I stand by my word. I stand to be reignin’

Ready to strut but where do I go from here

I can’t predict the future with no reflections in the mirror

Peace be far from me with them voices in my ear

I gotta grit my teeth and be quick on my feet

You know I am movin’ in between the sheets

I know I am movin’ but the question is where.

Simple Complication

Life is so simple, so simply complicated

It’s so hard to be liked but easily hated.

Friends come and go, and enemies accumulate

When you are towards your peak, all particles gravitate

Closer I get, all the eyes anticipate

As the times get hard, people precipitate

I never eliminate, terminate, get irate at those,

appreciate through highs and lows

I shall accept both that advice and brown nose

With changes as subtle as the scent of a rose

Envision the possibilities out of the zone

It’s “solitude,” kid, but I am not alone.

I know I can quit, and I know I won’t.

It’s not about the ice, rides and chromes

I do it to make myself comfortable at home

Those who live by the guns, die by one.

Keep your eyes on the horizon, son.

Never overlook the ones out of reason

I will be the power in position, not treason

Assume the position and get down to the mission

The pen’s following the path of my emotion

Created a loop right around my life of passion

My illustrations of recent encountered counteractions

An Eve of Many Eves

Here I sit holding in my hand a beer with my mind everywhere

It’s frenzy, and it’s French, and it’s life fully drenched

You need to be me to decipher the lines of my lifer

As I need to be you to know what you would do so I could do

All the ears are perked up and emotions alert for actions lurking up

These independent lines, beautiful people and full of lives are coming together

I am full of life of the summer breezing through my soul enriching the mind

I am in love; in love with life and uncertainty of tomorrow even the day awaits a sorrow.

Everything happens in a few nights.  As happy as I am, closer together we will be.

I Ain’t Mad At Ya. I am just happy for you are in this life with us.

JJHH

The Subject of Subjectivity

Is “black” a lack of colors?  Is “ugly” a lack of beauty?  Is “non-existence” a lack of being?

When you superpose all wavelengths of visible light, you will produce the “white light.”  The opposite, lack of all visible wavelength of light, is described as “darkness.” Is black really a lack of colors?  I am going to approach this matter from a biological perspective.  The light receptors in our eyes, specifically cones and rods for color and black/white vision respectively, are designed to signal darkness, not light.  Conversely, the lack of signal from these receptors signal for color and light, which means that these receptors actively fire when you are looking at a darkness and stop or reduce firing when you are looking at a light.  I define our visual system as “the system of darkness recognition” for this nature.  However, we perceive the light and darkness in a completely opposite manner.  We perceive colors and light instead of black and darkness.  Why is this so?  We do, because that is what we see and we refuse to see what we do not. 

On the topic of vision, do we see ugly or do we see the lack of beauty?  I say that we see neither, but we “feel” them.  It’s pretty easy to see very pretty things around us.  All those magazines with pretty girls on every other page, all the television commercials with attractive people marketing the product or service, and pretty people walking around in pretty clothes.  Some might say that they are beautiful, but I cannot truly agree with their opinions.  I “feel” beauty, not see them.  When I see all the pretty things around me, I do appreciate them for their physical attractiveness, but those visually attractive things can be indeed ugly.  The models who sacrifice their health just to look good are indeed ugly; the people behind the commercials trying to deceive the public are indeed ugly, and those pretty people in prettiest things who are so insecure about themselves and how they are viewed are indeed ugly. 

I believe that true beauty lies within one’s sincerity.  Those people who expose themselves as they are with confidence and self-respect and also know how to respect the others for the same are the truly beautiful people in my world.  I do not mean self-respect in a narcissistic way, but being grateful and appreciative of what is given to oneself.  Is someone truly beautiful when himself/herself believes otherwise?  I see the ugly with a pretty shell afar from the true beauty.

How about being?  Can I “be” without existing?  No way.  I must exist to be. However, I can exist without being.  Many people run on their wheels like my mouse running on its wheel in its cage.  They indeed exist but fail to be.  It does not take a great one to exist.  All you need to do is come out of your mom breathing or even divide into an independent cell from a pre-existing one.  In this sense, I am comparing one’s existence to that of a unicellular organism exchanging its waste product for energy source from its environment.  Socrates once said, “I think; therefore, I am.”  I say that, “you do not think; therefore, you will never be.” 

A beauty is not a lack of ugliness, but ugliness is the lack of beauty.  Ugliness is a beauty that is not appreciated, as “black” can be seen as a lack of colors, but also as the combination of all colors mixed in.  This is my opinion on the subject of subjectivity.  All opinions are subjective to one’s upbringing and environment; therefore, shall never be wrong.  If you refuse to think in the fear of being wrong, I must ask you to think of it the following way.  A lack of opinions will never be wrong; however, it will never be right.  If you are neither the right nor wrong, you may as well not exist, because there are many like you that can take your place just as well as you.  Live, my friends. Let us BE.