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quitepossiblyknot · 3 years

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Other side, and the flip, butterfly with its wings, above the sky is the dip, spaceship of a mind when it brings ideas to implement and the steps. Wavelength. Energy behind a statement.

#art and poetry #poetry and art #trapoetry #poetrap #art #poetry #art wip

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knotnotknowing · 3 years

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“head in the clouds”

tethered to desire, pleasure in the wire, why are we afraid, hired in the maze, working to escape fire and the blaze, tired in the same breath/ the makings of a network/ control folds us into censor instead of sensitivity of a red earth, clay feet may sweep steps that let us uncover what’s embedded/ where are we headed in direction?/ never forget perception is greater than perspective, stepping into our true nature is creator integration/ creative in the making/ severing a knot/ penetrating the layers is intelligence to innovation/ blue hints, indigo, no need to tippy-toe through these circuits and circus of perpetration/ resonance with reverberation is walking to the beat of a drum with a hum to a true tint/ leveling the plot, untethering the lot/ heightened awareness, what it is we spot, instrument to stop/ rest/ this is for exploration not conquest/ self-knowledge/ digest/ getting in touch with ourselves and its fineness/ find in thru the outs/ tool of doubt is for critical thought/ leash law, see saw, saw what was, yeehaw, ride a wave of revelation, deepening root to revolve around going beyond indoctrination/ elevation, not for sensation, but clarity, parrying without carrying a weapon, answer in the question, exactness is lesson/ what happens is a sense in learning where we are behind a section in our mind and heart, discovering the finest art - Mister E. ©️2021

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inspired by this sectional piece of art, expanding on probing depths.

there’s something fascinating by our ability to access all facets of our mind by giving attention to it. and in relation to the body, listening to the senses in itself is an aliveness, an indicator that we are here, a continual vibration. quite sensational when you think about it.

you are the constant, in flux, changing. just as the moment comes, it’s going, this fluidity is beauty in impermanence. the eternal, as some may call it, it is ever-present. what occurs when we are ever-present? vibe with that for a moment and see for yourself! 🙃

another micro-dose of a doodle. recently posted part of the art on youtube, so you can check that out! 😊

working on product that can be offered for purchase, so the technical aspects may slow up the production of drawings. bear with me. 🤓

about to write up this poem I just came up with so that it is archived in the pad. ☺️

be well, y’all. make certain to be rooted to you. life is rooting for you, despite the so-called chaos. mainstays of “distractions” needn’t take you away from who you truly are. 🧡

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offonis · 8 years

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Ki kezdi a végére kivégez

#underground #poetrap

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quitepossiblyknot · 4 years

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The ropes shown know no bounds, so now it's not a matter of attachment, profound to only hold ground with perception and being directed by integrity, the direction of honesty and its momentum is everything. Let hymn sing. Echoing in the throws of uknotting a problem to solve it. Got it? God it. Goddess, got desk, prophet, insight. process this, then write. Robin Hood in Nottingham made marrying hemispheres appear left-handed, nothing stopping him from cutting ham outta his diet, cold turkey. Preferring apples and no labels so YSL is of no interest. Why is hell on this list, less about meeting requirements for distance. instincts kick in like soccer practice. Inner world, his ambivalence to it was influenced by ignorance until every sense came crashing down. had to turn back around. The treasure is found in the castle now. Copper catching activity. Living each moment. Live in each moment. Proper matching proclivity to being a sign of that infinity. There's math in matrimony when harmony and passionate gifting is giving your all in every snap of atonement. So much packed in a poem. This is concrete asking the roses how soft it is to grow outside of comfort zones and unknowing. What's glowing? What's showing itself in a brush stroke? Deeper than India ink, this type of thinking is potent. Potion. Some call it logic locking mind's eye with emotion. One can only wonder where we're going? Reigns roped in... - by afroknotical ©2019

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quitepossiblyknot · 5 years

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Wanting to burst into tears--fear, feels like falling into a few tiers. similar to a cinema. inception. a collection of near-death experiences. spinning. missing a totem to know you're here. Dear life. Where am I? ... As I cry... Why can't I..? - by afroknotical ©2019

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quitepossiblyknot · 5 years

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Water can "altar" your dna, see the way it feels, hydrate, why wait? From the spring, the source, it courses through these veins, a discourse which pours, of course you're the cup. Fill 'er up. Sicker than your average, iller, the illest, the feeling to heal is realist, realizing there's cure, positively, endured the sores, the boils, the hoarse voice, both eyelids shut, crust, blood clots thicker than wads, stretching, in globs, this not just story, there's more to testimony, this knowing. Been there, still here, in fear, found an out, let it be, outlets and on everything, I see, where you're coming from, been drumming them, hunger, rubbing lungs, this no new edition, sipping Fiji and Poland Spring is rolling with the punches. Only bottles on deck, humbling, when bottom of your spine is tugging, and nothing is matching, in fashion, a lifestyle is catching these lemons and creating your favorite drink. Thinking a couple steps ahead, in time, the climb, alkaline, now it's lime in the glass, half full, looking back, that pull is designed. Desire. Feed the fire so you grow. H20. Never too late. This our schedule... Stepping stone. - afroknotical ©2019

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quitepossiblyknot · 5 years

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Fire, find her warm(th), ignite her (c)oy, lighter, inspire void to court emptiness. Petty? Nah. Rebel star. Shaking off glaciers, Mars, weight of ours, hatred and haters, bar none. Stardom. Sparring partner, we art first, harder and softer, helicopter, copper, topper, awkward, how words smile, gave her an inch and now she wants hymn children, building, feeling, can't deny appeal, we're peeling burro and baby, making 180 both gradients, raising vibration, reigning, umbrellas just for a statement. Terms of endearment. Curious what triggers, we figure out freedom, meme 'em, Mimi, we carry octave like binaural, her oral is diction, correction, her aura is whippin', creamy edition. leaving? We isn't. Weaving efficiently to keep her leaky, seated in vision. Swimming, see each position, sipping tea, she be administering healing. Reciprocity at the velocity of 3-d ink kisses, digit-al-ly skipping lotus, meet me with ribbon. In the sky. Focused. I hope this man manifest. Invite me to webinar or where y'all wedding are. You know I'm never far. Creating better hearts - by afroknotical ©2019

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quitepossiblyknot · 5 years

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#poetry #art #afroknotical #graphite on paper #surrealism #study #3rdeyeopart #black artists on tumblr #third eye optical art #black poets on tumblr #trapoetry #poetrap #short poem #original poem #african poet #poc writer #caribbean artist

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quitepossiblyknot · 5 years

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Conducting an experiment. To any willing participants who are curious about exploring an area of their mind that is uncharted, this provides room to alleviate weight and lift pressure from the brain, a fun exercise that utilizes artistic visuals and poetry. There are 3 posts("flow", "flowing" "flowing with it) on ko-fi aligning and leading, consider it guided meditation through literary art. Third eye ops. I'll leave a link below. Drop a comment and share any feedback, results, thoughts, feelings. Much respect and thanks.

If you found any value in my latest findings, consider buying me a ko-fi! It is greatly appreciated. Any and all amounts are accepted. Bless(bringing life energetically silences stress).

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quitepossiblyknot · 5 years

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Tesseract, letters wraps, generous with dimensional artifacts. enter a test. let Tesla flow. ancestral, channels, Dali in this dot matrix, annals vandalized by scribe, where tesselations separate tension and invention holds. Escher close. a light within yourself where there is no where, yet, it forever glows. Pressure molds. At the root, it's vegetable. To be human is incredible, yet, many will never know, too busy with tradition and the check, to go inside, eternal, a tender soul. perhaps this map will invite the rest to rest in note. Study this text, the rest is tone. In your own voice read, who hoists web, unintentional, in reverse, enough heat to get the kettle cold. See if it works, connecting nodes. Imprint, in print, rebel gold. Practice reading energy until everything is legible. - afroknotical ©2019

What will this be when I return to it 15 years from now? 30 years? These lines are history in the making. Want to be a part of it? Click the link or support(share, donate, like, comment), DaVinci didn't become a master on his own, nor did Basquiat burn bright without a light on himself. Let's learn from greats and let others be great to say we were a part of something great, this paves the way for greater. The greatest act is an act of kindness. What kind of energy are you? Read the verse of your soul and show the world today. It's never too late.

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quitepossiblyknot · 5 years

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Extraterrestrial flip. we exist. instances simultaneous. Lead. vibrations that may have shifted a drip extemporaneously. 7 seas. Evidently I speak in a league of my own, weaving a poem, needles, a note, we evoke to evolve... Clock wise. Watch time. How high we gotta get to to ascend "sky's the limit"? - afroknotical x madlib* x moods(dance)**

*song playing: floating soul(peace)

**follow up: love is real

Connecting the pieces. Increasing my value. For what it's worth, thank you for the views, follows, and those who actively show they're involved, either by clicking, visiting, donating, reblogging, sharing, giving credit, emails, commissioning, every little bit is a fingerprint. Keep in touch.

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