This is a journal.

The makings of something amazing.

Wherever you would like to go,

let us be present.

What if this is the end?

Who will notice?

All of these things, for what?

Was it purposeful?

What are these records for?

Properly jotted down, how could you mess this up?

When in doubt why do we perform?

Create your own worlds.

never-ending boundaries

endless possibilities

infinite solutions

Are you proud of what you have done?

Are you respected?

Do you feel a sense if accomplishment?

Is it enough?

Have you loved?

Did you find your identity?

Did you do the impossible?

Advancement today is priceless tomorrow.

Sparked images of opportunity

What might we accomplish?

Aren't we done yet?

Work seems workless

Around obstacles with barriers of release...

Opportunists rise

listening to edible data

eating

full as empty plates

discernment and processors

adaptation and recovery

Teamwork?

a single force

Who is qualified?

When will they learn?

Is it so substantial?

Why don't they question more?

answers in a labyrinth

uncertainty

Forced maybe, it might be the only thing holding me up.

I might become better, if only this wasn't just water, no cups.

I see those trials that I know, I hate to anticipate.

Paths that point through the obvious don't shorten...

If only a short cut might slice time again as we skip to final form of heavenly bliss.

Might I just leap and pass ahead, before this course in action destroys my pattern.

Without an inconvenience, I would prefer this, but what's a future without the cliffs.

An eclipse shouldn't set you astray.

Every step that you place in order to meet your stress.

That disruption, not to be sold short, a really bad headache.

Your pace was so smooth.

If it had only held off a while.

Too late, you have been caught in the middle of it.

The mist has thorns.

please don't let the cover of this book have you slippin'.

With each defeat, you create a better war plan.

Never did you invite conflict, now it's time to address it.

What has you constricted, doesn't seem to be withstanding.

In stride, I bet stagnation bothers you.

The weight makes you move efficiently.

This wait has you progressing aggressively.

The end isn't something that is easily seen.

New skills with a second wind create renewed stamina.

That hope off in the distance is more distant.

You have been sprinting with endurance.

Realization has been adamant on forging a new way.

You've adjusted in a different creation.

Now there isn't much push back.

Pushing you forward wouldn't even describe this.

What is left isn't what matters.

What is present finds perspective.

Hasn't the last of your expenses been expensed?

Confusion slightly has provided vision.

Think that it's excessive?

The promise should be bountiful no?

Evolution with uncharted boundaries equals perfect arithmetic.

Devise a plan around an implanted product exceeding potential.

Has the beginning come to an end?

Old habits aren't that appealing in hindsight.

This is for those special Queens.

I really see you.

I really felt ya'll.

I will always be a fan.

Come, let me help you.

Never compromise, don't falter, walk with grace.

Keep your heads high.

Stick together royalty.

Lift only....

Your sister is you.

Your child is your mother's child too.

Never lose sight.

FOCUS.

Confidence still needs ambition....

Your special touch has pushed forward so much

You are burdened so much.

The guns.....too much!

A special place is where you reside.

The top tier, where you should strive.

The glue to every family, the way you dedicate so much forgiveness and love.

I know the tables were tilted for so long, equal pay really doesn't have a price. The great strides even from NASA, I know ya'll saw the movie.

Take us into space, because most won't understand your orbit.

I never thought there would be a lense this thick. I never thought you could exist like this. They never told me Freedom had so much risk. I swear I'm intent on lifting up, not dragging behind. I always help mines, whether the method be comprehended or fumbled. The lyrics I pen still get received, layed down, pressed and steamed. You wish you had the power to move the crowd. Like I do because I'm HATED. You can't even feel me fa real. Come sit with me, let's talk it out. I like to think our people been through way too much. What would the folks of old think. What would their OGs say??? C'mon bruh.....

You think a pen has power right???? You can see this right????!!!!!!!!

I deleted everything else right??????

Let's play Chess.

Let's be different.

Let's really push our people to the front.

Isn't it Malcolm X?

I hope you keep up....

These weapons still work.

READ......

I respect you all, cuz ya'll mostly my people. You know what social media is.

Privacy is not easy in this time.

You see where Technology is Going???

C'mon man, we are better.....

We can change so much.

We suffered so long.

The same way you want to prove your point and present your side. Trust we all have family members that's been through the system.

I'm tryin' to inspire fa real.

I promise you that.

I never hustled, but I love hustlers.

You hear what I listen to????

You ain't listen to more JetLife?

I love the soldiers, I love those who had nothing and no means, and Master P'd that shit.

I know about Def Jam.

I'm not blind.

I see the world.

Cop those stocks I wrote down.

I hope you keep gettin money.

I promise I'm always gonna try and get mine.

Investments take time, moves take planning, correct?

I figured that fortune forgot me. Funds fleeting furiously and fundamentally falling asleep, though awake and fascinated from financial districts formed since found, or thirst of fresh land. Thoughts of fore fathers before who thought of thousands of forms of finance for advancement. Or was that fruition? Dumbfounded or thick genius? For facts or four stacks? Fit pieces first of interest. Fine dividends of fire. Formidable infrastructure founded, fast thinking... forewarned of risk and fraud. Funny how fruit evolves. Forty five files and still, withdrawal... fidgety fingers fast twitching. Futuristic findings forced fed. Fair exchange? Fortunately figures foregone. Factually foreigners to fame...

Take a walk with me....

Not anywhere in particular.

Just to those enlightening places that you like so much.

To share some thoughts and feelings.

maybe just to touch...

feel me?

Words that fit together like they know each other.

Can we get to know more of each other?

Do you feel me?

What if we go deeper?

In to those safe places...

Just to get more familiar.

So we can remember all the different sights.

Like a museum,

a park,

a quiet beach...

can we walk together?

Every consonant and vowel,

I need to hear you...

When you look at me...

When we see each other...

fully and so transparent,

It might be clearer.

Could it be a routine?

How we just share expressions,

and read each other's minds.

These pictures we write in each other's palms.

That trace the trees with wind and wind up our souls.

We leave passionate scars to pick up where we left off, and continue....

down this road....no matter where,

At anytime, I never mind the stroll.

Hour by hour

pace by pace

the advancement...

purest of the process

unknown until you're laced

with all of these building blocks of face

One by one

inch by inch

dare not flinch

consequences devastating...

absolute fight

pushing ignorance aside

for all of the marbles

A mineral at a time

granite and obsidian

carefully structured militia

diamond made from pressin'

isolated incidents...

labeled often misfits

even in completion,

the risk is uneven

To even think about revealing secrets,

frightening are the many leeches.