I noticed it, my thesis rejected, at the council of the 12 wise men, my motive leading to questions **the crystal ball c

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I noticed it, my thesis rejected, at the council of the 12 wise men, my motive leading to questions **the crystal ball c

I noticed it, my thesis rejected, at the council of the 12 wise men, my motive leading to questions **the crystal ball causing the guessing, I'm in the tomb wit the spirit of Jezebel, seducing, causing erection*** and all my crictism, leading surrections, revolution at the heart of every able bodied move in my section ** the propaganda igniting a flame, I see the spirits of my people waging war but no longer in vain*** and our blood, fertilizing the earth, I pay homage in this manifesto, respect to all the gods and earths** not 5% but 100% in training, this tacital strategy symbolism, hidden, everyday language** but in part, it's written in Brielle, and on these tablets is the voice of our prophets souls confined in the jail** confined in a prison, secluded, isolated, their visions, illegal their sentence, they battling demonic intentions** and these bars, my intervention, when these Pale Skin mufukers start to talk, refusing to listen** A Revolutionary , tactics of war, to all our prophets, Marcus Garvey, Malcom X and Tupac Shakur ** I give give honor ,while loading the pistol, in times of war, I'm shell shocked, battle fatigued, still loading the missle** my mental issues got me dreaming of gristle, and body parts thrown everywhere, cavity, organs and tissue** you want the truth, I trapped in my mind, the psychosis runs real deep, even all my children are blind** this turmoil, I've been assigned, in the cave with the prophet when so called gave him a sign** Nag Hammagai, a beautiful find, compared to the gnostic texts of the time, a beautiful shine** a beautiful thesis, I pray to GOD, pardon my features, when it comes to the SPIRIT, you have to pardon it's reaches ** HE sees through t.he fog, in my dreams, I'm seeming to fall, stigmata is evidence, mystery solved** look in my eyes, my ancestors deeply alive, and that melian in my being, deeply suprise** I'm not surprised, I'm a God, I basically shine, while giving reverence to the Master, a contract won't sign**

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