Graffiti's "Fear & Love" Verse... #PerformancePiece

Fear & Love

Bleu:

I remember how fake I was when the word "real" was popular/

Now I know better and do better exposing truth passionately/

A Dragon doing his best to breathe fire with his mind as a pilot light/

Inspiring those who inspire me with testimonial melodies/

The loyalty/ of a heartbeat giving you love to the last breath/

I serenade the female form with a culture that's lyrical/

Going deeper than most surface dwellers/

Going to the depths of pain and emerging with joy/

I wear it proud like a traveler with nice Per Diem/

Glory be to the magnificent/

Even though/ Love on its highest level is praise enough/

Coon:

I'm really digging your flow/ Big Bro/ But what has that got to do with Fear and Love tho?..

Bleu:

Well I had to begin with a digression/

Before I went in on this lesson/

So for all who didn't see the Fear and Love in that/

Excuse me while I bring it back/

I said... I remember how fake I was when the word "real" was popular/

Big Stan:

I feel you Bleu and I'm diggin what you're spittin/

But let me know if this is an accurate description/

Back BEFORE you KNEW BETTER/

Your love was all about the treasure/ in pursuit of a woman's kitten that was smitten/

You were basically just pretending/

Pretending to be the being she needs at that time being it took you to accomplish your mission/

Is there anything I'm missing? /

Bleu:

Not at all/ You caught that for real tho/

Now back to the verse.

Romance flow/

Being a proficient lover of women/ never inspired them to love me back properly/

Fear is one word with many dynamics/

If Man and Woman don’t approach their union as one body they have static/

Building a house with love in my one and only marriage/

We were doomed from the start building on a foundation that lacked courage/

Her decision to build a house with me/ was based in a fear of growing-old, alone/

As well as a fear of facing life’s many dangers on her own/

She saw me as a guardian/

Which actually wasn’t a problem then/

Because I was ministered by the type of men/

Who did everything to protect and enforce the divine feminine/

Phoenix to chime in here:

Excuse me while I take ownership of my own sh***/ <~ (The Faithful Few says Shhhhhhhhhh as I start to cuss but don’t)

My fear… was of not being good enough/

Always in the bad habit of trying to fit into people’s lives in stuff/

Never asking myself honestly if they were a good fit for my life/

Let alone were they worthy and such/

So now you have a foundation sponsored by thoughts of fear and built on lies/ hot damn!

Love is the house on top quickly sinking in quicksand/

Now the fear off loss kicks in/ forcing new lies to manifest/

But how is possible for love to be a loss? /

First-Off… 

Human Beings are not property/

Second… A soul’s purpose is to experience what it chooses to experience/

So with love as the choice/ love not only helped me let her go/ but it told me to hold the door open for her/

Love matters/

As well as good manners/

Glory be/

to G.O.D.

Look at me/

I’m all polite and Sh***  <~ (The Faithful Few says Shhhhhhhhhh as I start to cuss but don’t)

Loving myself kept my ego in check/

You know how the ego gets/

Twisting the truth making you feel they’ve committed a disrespect/

You disrespect yourself when they want to leave and you don’t let/

GO! <~ (The Faithful Few says)

Let Our Voices Echo/

Let Our Values Endure/

Look Observe Verify Enjoy/

You missed that so let me say it once more/

L – O – V – E <~ (The Faithful Few says)

Let Our Voices Echo/

L – O – V – E <~ (The Faithful Few says)

Let Our Values Endure/

L – O – V – E <~ (The Faithful Few says)

Look Observe Verify Enjoy/

L – O – V – E <~ (The Faithful Few says)
The decision is yours...




Note: 

This is a small portion written specifically for a show at Laughs Unlimited in Old Town Sacramento on August 13th 2015.
For those of you that know me, it is typical for me to blog the performance material (some of it) before I perform it. This is to let you see the creative process as it happens as well give you an idea of the subject matter. I don't worry about "leaking" too much material. truth be told... you could read this 100 times and it will never be as powerful as the actual performance...

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None of us are 100% immune from that sort of “vanity” and I am not certainly not judging. However, certain ladies in my past have been what I would consider obsessive over the lengths that they would go through to present a certain appearance… Especially ones who were living the exact opposite lives of the ones they were presenting to the public, friends and family. My new found wisdom tells me one thing. I owe any romantic partner in my past that has done this the humblest of apologies. I apologize for being critical toward them on this topic. For I now realize that I was not as authentic as I thought I was. The mind is a powerful thing. With it we can create our own reality. Creating that reality will attract certain energies to it. Especially the energy we are emitting from ourselves.

I presented myself in the past as someone who knew exactly what he was worth... but in light of my current pain, I know now that I was living a lie. Just because your mouth says that you have high-value doesn't mean you truly believe that to the core. Let me digress... when some people view themselves as broken damaged or “fucked-up” if they see you as strong and not damaged or “fucked-up” they often try to break you. Breaking you down to their perceived level of themselves which makes them feel better. I allowed myself to be broken by people who love in this fashion. I told myself that I wasn't broken because of it but in reality I was ignoring the fact that I was. I was telling people that I was worthy of a love that was patient, of a love that was understanding, of a love that was selfless in nature, of a love that was not ashamed to display love or be loved. I told myself that I was worthy of a love without fear, of a love you can build on, of a love strong enough to build a legacy on. A love that couldn’t stop a storm, yet refused to let your knees buckle under the pressure of the rain. I told myself I was worthy of a love filled with tolerance and cultural understanding, empathetic wonder and curiosity. My mouth said that I was worthy but the sponsoring thought in my head was that I was not. And of course… the power of the mind being so strong, it gave me what I felt I was worthy of not what I said I was worthy of. My humble apologies to those who pretend for I am no better than you. I must bid you farewell now, for I am no longer like you. I forgive you because I too have fallen short of the glory. But I know exactly what I'm worth now and I believe it wholeheartedly.

GB

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     "My husband, my mentor, my lover, my friend. The only thing better than exploring your body was experiencing your soul. Listening to you share your wisdom while you accepted my truth without passing judgement or implementing boundaries. Making me live the life of the Black Butterfly you insisted I be. I am yours because I choose to be. No cages, shackles or burdens were ever placed on my wings. Making every day spent with you a day where my spirit would fly. The shower was filled with my singing, while my back bones were filled with your rhythms. You constantly told me how you loved me and I constantly told you how I loved you more. Your kiss is what life feels like when it’s lived to the fullest. I sigh in your presence and you gaze at me with the wonder of a child with an old soul. You love me well beyond utterances that profess a mechanical response to “I love you” Talking to you is as easy as breathing during the best sleep of your life. Tasting the way you think through conversation. Drinking from the well of your inner peace added fuel to my fire for you. Connected by every possible thread of our spiritual existence; I felt the cosmos move out of the way for what you and I made real. My King… where are you now? They tell me you’re a terrorist although you’ve never been arrested or charged as such. My King… where are you now? They tell me you are somewhere at the bottom of the sea, but they’ve never found a trace of you. My King… They tell me to move on from you but I search for you relentlessly. I examine the blue lines of the paper and follow the traces of your pen. I will not stop until I find you and our love is one again…"

- Amber Love Smith

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Yet the rhythms were different/

Steady and true restoring the faith that love is persistent and constant/

Mute on any music that says otherwise/

Her love came to me seemingly random like the water that flows down the rocks of a waterfall/

Random however is not what it was/

Her love is by grand design/
It has purpose/

Fearless just like the water it floats on/

Fearless just like the drums that it pounds from/

Purposefully opening my heart to the glory of him~