Kind of Blue II – Mini Tour

UrbanCentrX Digital Arts Gallery has released its latest addition of gallery art exhibition. It is entitled: Kind of Blue II Celebrating the meditative rage of blue, more than a color blue is a mood, an emotion and/ or psychedelic metaphor pulling back the layers of melancholy and murderous mayhem. You don’t just see blue it overwhelms the senses sending all who experience it into a feverish frenzy, high from the exchange one is never left the same. Kind of Blue II is the artistic expression of Thurman A. Williams, Digital Artist, Photographer and Curator of UrbanCentrX Digital Art Gallery.
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The lonely Only One knows

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There comes a time in every life when one must go inside to find whatever it is that their destiny holds. You may not always find the ideal answer but you will find truth and whether you are able to deal with this truth or not will determine your walk from this point forward.
Denial is the enemy here. Resist the urge to deny the mirrors reflection. Cognitive dissonance will try and convince you that you are more or less than this moment of truth. Embrace it and move forward from this point, ordering your steps the truth that has revealed itself.
I wrote “the lonely only one knows” at a low point and not to say that it delivered me but it was very therapeutic none the less. It reminded me that all those things that had been hidden from me, even my very soul is knowable if i would only do the soul-work. .

40 Day Raw Food Cleanse – Day 13

Things I have learned on my Raw Food Cleanse Journey:

*It is vital  to have a support system because temptation lies around every corner.

Early Morning Poem

SugerloafMt882015-54I must rise to great the challenge of each day

I must face head on any obstacle placed in my way

I must be forever mindful of the temptation that can lead me astray

for these and all blessing this morning I pray

This is the prayer that I use to rise each morning and while it gets me going and reminds me of the things necessary to get me through this 40 Day Raw Food Cleanse it is not enough. A key component to my current success on this journey has been my support system.

SugerloafMt882015-23Selena has embarked upon this journey of wellness with me and it has made all of the difference. Most people don’t realize the planning and preparation involved in making the transition to a raw foods diet, but it is made much simpler with support. So do yourself a favor before you decide to go raw find someone or a network of someone’s to provide you with the support that you will need.

GO RAW OR GO HOME!!! Be Well All and have a great day

Day8Meals-19It is the morning of the 13th day and I have just downed 1 quart of room temperature water with lime and I am about to break my fast(Breakfast) with a fruit smoothing consisting of:

 

  • Spinach
  • Pineapple
  • Bananas
  • Cantaloupe
  • Flax Seed
  • Chia Seed
  • Coconut Water

College Consciousness Forever

I miss staying up trying to find the truth we kept  inside i miss pretending them saying our worth was in a book of lies that truth never ever chose to despise but i wish in this sea of saying someone would realize that  all the myths that honor gifts to the treacherous and lecherous spies i don’t want your gifts i read all your myths  and your tainted cries yet your tears only shield what forever after meant to reveal my intent is not to show but reveal that as far as we think we go we only go as far as what we believe that is real…

There is an understanding between those who share experiences it can be as deep as those who take blood oaths  or some other social  connecting entity that binds you to infinity, but what it could also be is just some silly crazy reason for your you to become weirdly close enough to my metaphorically I that somehow soulful cosmic you what you pretend to know cosmically know doesn’t mean that the world will be the same when you …

remember or pretend I am not sure when you will be reading this reason to comprehend.

Silence will not save us

Mtrix_pillsThe things we hold sacred have been lost to the matrix; blue pill or red.  We have all been misled.  Silence will not save us, long been sold, long been bred but they now no longer need us – read the book of the dead.  So they wonder while we wait, what will become of our fate in the land of milk and honey what will they do without no money?  How do we watch the world decay and pretend it’s the only way? If you knew the truth of what life meant would you take the blue anyway?

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I merely speak poetically

Moms&Pops-4How do things so easily go over your head?  I could see if i were speaking a different language or even in tongues or some sort of Ebonics vernacular not known to everyone.  I merely speak poetically, which translates to the heartbeat rhythm becoming sound and if u never stop to listen, you will never feel the sun nor the moon nor earth nor the life sustaining water that springs forth from your sacred space. Stop imagining all these superficial things and trust that you made it through. Stop giving others credit and know that you are the source of all power as long as you believe it true. Stop letting them control and devour the force hidden deep within you.  Trust that you know secrets that they will never see through but use your powers for good because there is divinity in you beneath this flesh, bone and blood lies a soul ever aching, waiting to be born

of that which i had cursed…

how do i please thee

so easily blue

so quick to eruption

yet painfully true

her heart bares a silence

that is soulfully new

creatively mischief

how did i become the fool

fought so long to find favor

what i found was a friend

one to laugh at all my anger

not as mockery

but to show the hypocrisy

of that which i had cursed

for in my misery

she would cling to me

while convincing me

of my worth

so i thank her with my verse

and as a poet that is my death

all the flesh and blood that I have left…

I Thank You