We’re still out there on these Monday mornings taking these mystic voyages but sometimes reality discourages.
Lights started blinking on the instrument panel of our endeavors, Full Moon in Leo illumination? we respond with these ruminations based on supreme courage…
…and maximum strength ready to go the length; but humility shown, I’m out here where some find there is no cure…
…to the ongoing madness; others didn’t change they doubled down, check their demeanor; they kept their stone cold bone soul.
As lights started blinking on the instrument panel we exercise power the Lord provided us with but some exercise futility, its a remote chance their intentions will be pure!
Digital Crate Digging Continues check us out as we come through on a Thankful Thursday!
Gratitude is shown even when the madness was full blown per this beautiful struggle reflected on since it’s also a Throwback Thursday!
Retrospective because we’re retro futuristic seeing all sides of the game trying not to go ballistic!
It “makes you wanna holler the way they do my life” per Marvin Gaye with Inner City Blues as we see pay dues based on how these capitalists play trying to capitalize based on this and that statistic.
Check out how we “holla atcha” with the rebuttal to that and this! we’re dropping Triple Beam Dreams by Rick Ross featuring Nas, not a bad combination…
Featured on this edition of Digital Crate Digging? this is how we’re living!! Let’s Get It / Let’s go!! somebody will be able to see what I’m saying!!
Digital Crate Digging Continues as we proceed and continue with this HumpDay Extravaganza!
Y’all should know how it goes, if not? check us out as we broadcast live and direct from our remote outpost out off of I-20 in Atlanta!
Somebody will tell a brotha its rough out here from Atlanta to your area to even Memphis where it seems hell has froze over on the day of the Tyre Nichols funeral; acting brand new with ya? no, but the broken one is still exposed.
What? that broken spirit? jokers were once wild and carefree but now I see they’re no longer composed.
The cool / cruel climate wasn’t right but due to climate change and these earthlings acting strange I’m not surprised.
That’s cool, check out how we work things coming through with beats that bang our prizes to this world!
We’re coming through with this FULL VINYL | Beats, Rhymes & Beer 🍺 | Neo Soul Set | JMET courtesy of The Moment! check out the playlist and the mix!! O-Dog Day Partying / Afternoon Jazzing, simultaneously rocking the world!
Rocking the hard hat with the lantern on top, a lime green safety vest and steel toed shows like a Kentucky or West Virginia coal miner; we’ve got a lot of work to do!
…or me to say it correctly per scrutiny from the thought, fashion and even the morality police rolling foul like the Memphis Scorpion Unit per Tyre Nichols; I tell you what, ingenuity is used to follow the script of life.
This good word is dropped and the bass will rumble as digital crate digging continues!! we’ve got a lot of work to do but its easy to stumble or even crumble and fall due to the toil and strife.
But will these falling words lead to a perjury of my soul? scattered thoughts need to be collected!
Said its all good or imperfections are accented; will this poetry tell the story of how I roll? it’s all connected!
Another Monday morning has rolled up on us, actually its a bonus! it’s a blessing to be here!
Dealing with rainy weather but we won’t let it cloud are judgment you know what I’m saying? even though lights are blinking on the instrument panel of society business is still handled, we’re still out here!
This Scorpion is still out here putting it down but not ruthless like the Scorpion Unit up in Memphis killing Tyre Nichols, damn! the darkness crept up on us there was no Sunday love…
…from yesterday; its more like Monday hate as the helpless go about their routines / rites and rituals per the dollar pursuit, check out how they push and shove.
I believe in Yesterday per the Beatles but I also know how the street does as lights blinked on the instrument panel like the robot on Lost In Space giving a warning to Will Robinson! Danger! Danger! seeds of pain were planted by nefarious ones!
Surveying the landscape with a fresh view / fresh vision realizing we’ve still got a lot of work to do!
Earlier we planned an escape, we had a different vision didn’t like how things were going down so now what’s up / what it do?
While surveying the landscape / peeping game I noticed, that green grass over there? it’s just artificial turf.
We’ve Got work to do we need to act like we knew about that other side of the fence type of business! are some on the one with an artificial intelligence or a conscious earth?
Sunday morning type of business is handled but I see how some try to work this, they’ll move mountains trying to get over there!
Where did you go, how did you try to work this? jumping from the frying pan to the fire?
The check engine light came on while I was in flight now that ain’t right! I had to pull over in a K-Mart in North Florida to do a tune up, soon I was on I-4 rolling into Tampa!
Now I’m back in my remote outpost out off of I-20 in Atlanta doing the knowledge enjoying life on this Fabulous Friday per it being a blessing to be here with lights blinking on the instrument panel in the lab! devices synchronized for astronomic studies.
Found the bridge over troubled waters mentioned by Simon and Garfunkel but no serene waters; the mothership? those troubled waters will muddy.
While out there we did the knowledge, extraterrestrials told us how the funk should go so per Flashback Friday we rock sounds from the past by Return To Forever.
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