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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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intergalactic?/ rather, I crashlanded on a planet that couldn’t stand the sight of me, waiting for the day I evaporate in decay and find a way to return to being vitamin d/ light of a reach beyond what I can be/ why compete with life?/ incompetence translates to rivalry?/ profiting on ignorance, mandate of industry to slide the grease of a well oiled machine called economy/ fake bills traded, monopoly/ we make thrill of evading or waking, not a problem it seems/ what is prophecy for others under a hypnotic beam?/ school of hard knocks, bob & weave/ honesty is the ticket and no one has yet to hit the lottery, or I could be wrong, right?/ attachment is a strong tie, how many of us are hogtied to a long lie? - Mister E. ©️2021

$afromagnetic

new posts on ig( afroknotical )! been on a creative writing flow session this evening.

working on 18x24 and filled in a great deal of the linework already. 😁

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grief42 · 6 years

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#imagine #trap #trapoetry #paint.net #rubber dicks #pigs #gta san #san andreas #cj #asap rocky

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songexplicated-blog · 7 years

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Trapoetry

Sai, A volte vorrei solo la certezza, Ma non c'è certezza, Che tu sia qui per davvero, Fossimo stati qui per davvero, Fossimo stati più attenti, Avremmo pensato a volerci, Ma siamo annoiati dalla vita, Non ci va nemmeno di vederci

#rihanna

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xxxivreverse · 6 years

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#zoe deschanel #trap #trapoetry #trash

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knotnotknowing · 3 years

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please be seated, seeing requires patience/ stay/ bend/ let latent trace waiting with weight weigh in/ when breaking silence is listening to what arises with greatest attentiveness/ sat with sensitive long enough for senses to awaken this - Mister E.

$afromagnetic(feel inspired, feel free to contribute to this contribution to the collective)

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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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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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Syncopate. Innovate. this a way to bring to you a bigger plate. neither fish nor cake. desert trace. oasis in a richer wave. Dessert. tastes like dinner date, let hymn pay. Singer. In her is mission made. kiss the clay. ms. today, which-a-way you get to play? She taking notes, she making hope. She may elope to halo's lobe, taking cold, shake volcano, no strain, though, case load of Plato is play-doh, she stay low to play dough, ray, mi, fa' sho, fashion show, @$$ is slope, back to whole, natural, as it goes, acid don't crack the code, capital with no cap, asking snow if having globe on freeze is easy to be so chill and feeling herself is breezy, keepin' it heat, discreetly she's weepin', needin' a shoulder, show up or don't, she'll throw up, gangsters grow up and glow up, code of the golden ratio, may you know her. Hold up! - afroknotical x djsneverendingstory #keepholdingon ©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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#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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Hungry for life? What is it like? to live? To be alive? Not an again or gain, to not be in a place to attain or maintain or reframe, a deep space, to see face, before selfie, seldom do we see a need, supersede the need, free the need, no memory of a reason being, leaving each, breathing deeply, seeing feed, freedom being, seasoning in your flowerbed*. May I ask, how's your head*? Have you eaten? Any tea? Remember, love, love is not memory. - by afroknotical ©2019

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quitepossiblyknot · 5 years

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Half the fun is to have a thumb. Hitchhike, this ride, it's vibe, with high, most, in a post, inner dose, living coast, east, mostly west, solely breath, let go of rest, the road is depth. How low can you..? core.? according to aura, to know source, both squeeze and pour, quality of the whole sauce, aux cord. Oh, Lord! It's a disc, when you jump on, you wanna show off. When you got the map, there's no lost! Being in the flow, you don't force. Life is the soul's course. Spinning dividends, learning different ends, just to begin again. Yo! Y'all! - by afroknotical ©2019

Scatterbrain scattering each piece** cohesively to ascertain the path and what it has, to share the math of how it all adds up, for the love. if you dug what I dig, hit the heart or tap your chest, don't forget to press reblog, to read this far, visit the star and see what I saw as I constellate the parts**.

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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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Eye'll go rhythms

#afroknotical #caribbean artist #inspiration #trapoetry #navigating space #multidimensional #interdisciplinary artist #interdisciplinary #third eye optical art #3rdeyeopart

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