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muMs is an award-winning New York City based Poet and a member of the Labyrinth Theater Company.

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muMs the Schemer ===> Schemer: fiend, foe, friend, fear, /swallower of your fear, /blasphemer, /dreamer…. /to hold, to have, to be in a condition akin to, to victory he prevails! /A mathematical or philosophical diagram representing the astrological aspects of the planets, emotions and intellect on scales, /teller of your tale /in a letha-phorical outline, /a concise examination crafty and secretive in sign, /a systematic and organized chaotic plot. /I am muMs the schemer and you, are not. ===> The first ‘m’ is lower-cased /concerned with race /and small manipulative matters of that sort: /the things in our face /that bleed into our heart. /The ‘u’- also small- leads me to look to the sky, walk there the edge of a shore equating to particles of sand, stars, the moon. To be under all that which is bigger than me lead’s to the second ‘M’ capitalized for the manipulation /of that that from which all shall begin /and again /from when /we least expect. /The ‘S’ is the trick: the hush of it all. /The control over what we discuss, beckon or call /or plural to represent the many that know /or just that the path is a windy road? /No matter, it also is small. ===> muMs, the schemer and echo-er of it all.

welcome to a new day --goRealer

Friday, April 22, 2011

HipHopHibbit #12- Vengeance of the Confident Cockroach

@aaqil Ka


HHH#12

“...the waxchemetic scientific floats purposefully worth the spiritualistic aspect of we. It’s philosophy finds infinitesimal similar aspects to the decimal, the asterisk. We obey that of an Eventual; purpose in process run on kinetic competitive energy ending within we. Looking for the perfect beat, we’ve come upon the perforated truth between earth and wind and fire and songs in the key of life.”


The quote from The Diamond Sacrosanct which supports
the establishment of WAXCHEMISTRY
and the EVENTUAL ruling class.
–DS, 704:52.55-705:19.56

HiphopHibbit #4 part one.

Sing to this minor existence for when it is gone the empty space left will balance itself.

man is too a thing, fatal. too finite an ideal to love. I love the infinite.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

CONFRONTATION


Confrontation:
the ying/ yang of man.
there shall be no peace without war.



Monday, April 18, 2011

blood is the grease of human progression


the Blood of Justin Bieber

tradition is a rubber band stuck in the past, stretching across time. eventually the tension slows everything down.

stick a pin in a moment in time on earth. connect a rubber band to it. move forward through time. as the earth spins to now the rubber band becomes warped and tense. It tightens and scars the planet moreso as time moves forward. that is tradition. be new today influenced by yesterday.