philosophy

Differences

Just because we are in the same company, we will never agree on on every philosophy.
Some thoughts are deeper than speech; some we teach, some we will never reach.
Don’t be irritated if sometimes our communing fails, hiding behind loose words or veils.
Displace what we have in shadowy screens; disappearing, moving away – never to be seen.
In columns deserted; unoccupied, left alone. Holding behind your teeth what needs to be known.
Rejection is steadily melting what was learned or taught.
Universally scattered as the stars of thought.
Never be easily deterred or sidestepped when met with clever responses,
negativity or propaganda; don’t fret.
Stand on what you feel what inspiration has fed,
knowing without doubt this direction is what has led
you to speak what you believe; as precious as the earth and the sky.
Backing down because of indifference would make it a lie.
So let it pour forth as drops of rain, to be experienced in joy or pain.
For we only speak deeply to those whom we love. Respect and honor, holding them above
of all the rest, keeping them near. Keeping their thoughts and feelings to us dear.
So when we agree to disagree, who’s right? Who’s wrong? You or me?
Doesn’t matter for we are friends; same coin, different sides… not yes men.
Different strokes for different folks; though we share the same visions, same hopes.
When our approach differs in style and in looks, remember we are writing the same story
on different pages but in the same book…

– DeVyne Tha Messenjah

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The Inevitable

Time presses on
Pushing up against our future
Facing expectations to the edge of existence
People whine
Wanting to turn back the hands of time
But time doesn’t unwind for anyone
So…
We’re forced to accept our destiny
Whether it brings pleasure,
whether it brings pain
All you can do is remain steadfast
and don’t forget to laugh every now and then
It’ll help you cope with whatever fate
time has placed upon you…

– Jah Soul

Transitions

The Darkness

The Pain

The Anger

The Frustration

The Sorrow

The Suffering

The Tears

The Struggle

The Fight

The Determination

The Hope

The Strength

The Climb

The Ascension

The Light

The Freedom

The Joy

The Peace

… The Victory…

– Jah Soul

As the World Turns (Upside Down)

Subliminal mind games being skillfully played on the masses.

Bottles of barbiturates given so the minds are more like molasses.

Billboards and blow-up dolls can be found on every block and a dollop of a sexy trollop

will cause the men to flock.

Laced with lies for so long that it’s what we most expect, while morals and principals

are something we don’t respect.

Promiscuous princesses prancing around in place, waiting patiently for perverted

pedophiles to finally give chase.

Children of color dying for reasons not yet shown, being vilified like men,

although they’re not grown.

Down the rabbit hole I go. I wonder what land I’m in.

Where it’s weird to have a good heart, but cool to live in sin

and gangsta’s are continuously glorified, immortalized and praised.

So I ask the question mama, why isn’t this how I was raised?

If bad boys get all the babes, what’s the point of changing over?

Everyone around me is inebriated, so why do I remain sober?

The battle of Cain and Abel; am I my brothers keeper?

Physically we’re growing stronger, spiritually we’re growing weaker.

This world has become peculiar, a testament of times to come.

I just hope it’s some good ones left when it’s all said and done…

– Jah Soul

Conversion of a Conversation

This brother greeted me saying, “what’s up cuzz?”

I dropped my head in shame, not because I didn’t know who he was

but because my past haunts me no matter what I do.

They see me creepin’ Georgetown down wearing blue.

Don’t have a clue where I been, what I’ve been through or how I’ve changed.

My new outlook or philosophy, therefore, knowledge I’ve gained.

Ask me what’s cracking now, I only crack a smile

knowing I was once like them, in need of guidance, a lost child.

Upon choosing my new path, became a traveler of time and space.

Deciding to uplift my people, shifting the negative influence out of the race.

Coming face to face with the demons that prodded and those I created

so now when I hear, “what’s up cuzz?”, really it sounds silly…we ain’t related…

– Thomas D. Payne

All or Nothing

Jah was challenged by his wife to write about things that go beyond reflections of “self”.  The first subject he was challenged to write about was about “nothing”.  In true Jah fashion, he managed to turn nothing into something…here is Jah Soul’s interpretation of “nothing”

If everything perished would “nothing” exist?

Or, are they two symbiotic entities,

one needing the other for it’s own survival?

If everything always was, when was nothing manifested?

Is it possible that nothing came in to fruition

when we, the observer, perceived it?

Thus, causing it to usurp everything’s place in reality?

Nothing.

The eternal parent of our existence and the space where

ideas and dreams are conceived.

No thing materially, but

every thing potentially.

It is in “nothing” that we can truly discover

everything…

– Jah Soul