Dear Artists and Spiritual Revolutionaries of the City: The Fate of the Nation Rests In Our Hands

We are all responsible for manifesting justice, no system can do it for us…

I just got a rattle… and a guitar… n some good writings – hope to meet others ready to eliminate this evil all togethar.  Here’s a song that’s been running in my head all day, perhaps it will come out so we can play this violence out of our city starting today, with all the enlightened phrases and collective patience and love in submission to the Unknown Above.

Here is a song of inspiration from the Badasht Project

now my little song – a play on TDE’s old crazyness

TerranceTed Tents (Play on Terrorist Threats)

Build the game, light and go

Dance up with life and make it grow

Build the game, light and go

Dance up with life and make it grow

Build the game, light and go

Dance up with life and make it grow

Build the game, light and go

Dance up with life and make it grow — growing the crop…

[Hook: Ab-Soul]

Fish fruit and stream bless the seam of time

We see the false prophecy fame to stupify

Direct the pangs of Mom’s cleansing right

We grow our Soul to end the corporate-bank-fake fight

I said We grow our Soul to end the corporate-bank-fake fight

I said We grow our Soul to end the corporate-bank-fake fight

Heron song, Heron song

Strong Spirit with ultimate warrior thong

Leaderful movement ringing the gong

And all the Ninjas crew flash mobin with Prawn

Bloody and hozed, glory bloody and hozed

If we met flows, wed have plenty rude foes

I was from the New Mex like Mad Spock

I ended up mighty against the bank stocks

Now my lifes a fun trip around cops and mobs

Bricks and clubs – plus the fame is new

Dont do drugs – God aint playin with floods, Bahaullah judgement cleansing like an ayahuasca brew

To peek through the heart sore, surrenderin darts and swords and NDAA

Before we stuffed crimes like hate,

Do we wana play hells militaray

BUT I’m rocken the patiant stance

Flames days is comin man

Tame bluffin songs with chants

That’s why I reclaimed this man

For my tribe gettin retna scanned, Stopin water from hydrofrakin scams, Alternating curency man

All I got’s a rattle

God direct me to fight Your battle

I I surrender to Thee

Future we build got not golden cattle

Fish fruit and stream bless the seam of time

We see the false prophecy fame to stupify

Direct the pangs of Mom’s cleansing right

We grow our Soul to end the corporate-bank-fake fight

I said We grow our Soul to end the corporate-bank-fake fight

I said We grow our Soul to end the corporate-bank-fake fight

Hopi still, Hopi still!

Game Peley tricks to break the deal

Respecting medicine or hell be real

Venus fly trap, pact is sealed

meditate on God’s sayns

We could break off evry chain

grow foods killin brothers pure insane

We’d cut the Bank leech bite off our play

Omanahhhhh

Be open hearted like the late MLK

Don’t protect the male angray

What’s a missle vs the NRA

Yo Barack

Don’t know you liked puppet shows so im givin up sox

workin for the public like its worth something

Presidents trust them, like I do cops

It don’t change a thang, greater grows the flock

It don’t change nothing, better sow the crop

I mean buil bridges of simpler in steada richer – or the flowers stop

seeded bombs set

We’ve got progress, fools in congress

We be blessed so dopes dont protest

Trust dont bleed on our success

All I got’s a rattle

God direct me to fight Your battle

I I surrender to Thee

Future we build got not golden cattle

Fish fruit and stream bless the seam of time

We see the false prophecy fame to stupify

Direct the pangs of Mom’s cleansing right

We grow our Soul to end the corporate-bank-fake fight

I said We grow our Soul to end the corporate-bank-fake fight

I said We grow our Soul to end the corporate-bank-fake fight

Hopi Still, Hopi still

Prophesy singing is becomin real

My letter be some reclaim seal

So last not lost like common feel,

Tool ground, rain lack, no more deal?

Turqois pot for water seal

De co lo nize Itaa pakiiw

Drilling deth if no tough apintoina zeal!

HEY ANAHEEE

Wrote by the Spirit, path of Thy way

Bulls lost God’s fight underwater days

Hopay lay play, river oley, pope pray?

Gain throu pain, mowing through change, be defamed

Loss all but legit friendship and TARP bills to strike with them, that show me how to best tend a flame

Grow the food is the prose I preach

Grow the food I ohm to see

Got a bigger hint in holdings, no wealth there – Findn pain seeds of modern slavery there – So much rude, dudes pasin as cops I see

Imprisoning brothers like a sport tally

Got a flavor stressed oppressed – Heart a beeating for their tests – See the worlds flipped to nastiness

All I got’s a rattle

God direct me to fight Your battle

I I surrender to Thee

Future we build got not golden cattle

TDE, this is the TED speakin to thee

enhance the chant so all can be free

got a white man cast to deliver the seed

Transmute oppression as spirit feed

Every test is verdant green

Bleedin the team cuz loves a sceen

One blood’s the way to defeat

Cuz meek is elite

as long as through unity and peace we speak

African american teachin true individuality … no vanity scams. The spiritual fruit from tests of prejudiced men..

How can america’s soul be whole without the endured truth ya’ll sooth.. ya’ll remind… the unified mind, it’s a garden of blooming flowers, a sky of shining stars, apearance is far from reality. Scinece of silence a remedy for the superscision bearing violence.

NYC can enchant n enhance the united Nation that we all represent with patience… let the waters rise, face it… them corporations cant push out the Washington Heights graces, UPHI unify, one in eyes, our eyes are one, alighned, alive, and died intwind around a ring, of Negro, uniting the rainbow, not the frankestine ego, a rainbo of color, around a comon iris, black and beautiful common african union, humility confusion w/ shyness, the virus is our denyal of our divine highness, bowing to his royal highness.. heynesly missing the love embracing our lowness to the Highest, remind us, You give us our pure hearts

pure hearts, God cement our hearts together

so no darts can destroy this spark

let us light the flame and breath it high

let us pray so the stars come down to the sky

to witness us fulfilling what God destined us wining

the Victoryyyyyy….

Ooooh Goddd, now is the time for steadfastnesss

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