Peripeteia (No More Sitting)

Think of the image of someone sitting. An old woman can sit. An old man can sit. A chump can sit. A coward can sit. ANYTHING can sit. Well, YOU and I have been sitting LONG ENOUGH & it's time today for us to start doing some standing and some fighting to back that up.

I'm "5". Let's get straight to the point. Restoration is needed, if we aim to avoid... All of the bleak discussions and all of the repercussions before our decreed corruption concludes with complete destruction. The last 10 Years persevered without interruption. But, the negative energy and effects remained a weapon... Of Mass destruction. Subtracted Justice that has erupted into an updated Matrix. A Matrix that clouds our judgement. A hatred bound to the public. Livelihoods put on a budget. A plethora of failed solutions. Solutions we barely covet. Solutions that are by the dozen, overlooked, collected dust and not even Kapernick kneeling can save us from it. Not even Cap or Nick Fury can save us from it. When the time comes to reach for the stars, you chose to plummet. All that it takes to become triumphant is to rise as a Triumvirate or a Nation to stop the manifestation of becoming puppets. Anything that you say or do in life can be used against you. And in your broken state, "anything that you sing, you will love it." The power of your purpose claims that nothing will rise above it, but in your mental, the chains are mighter than the sword, the pen & pencil. Blame the war that's waged within you or the Lord that won't forgive you or the more that you'll continue to not face your reflection. A blessing in disguise that provides further evidence that a lesson in experience is how you receive the message. What happened to preordained, particular positions? You grace your Ancestors with your lower-self's presence. If you'd practice what you preach, there'd be no need for confessions. And, no pleas for a resurrection to Reverends to get to Heaven. It's no wonder that the Legends die while tidying up the wreckage. If for a second all your efforts are suspected as being hectic, you'll be neglected, threatened and then eventually ejected or betrayed by your brethren because you were one for truth. This race is so shameful. I'm ashamed to be one of you. This race is ungrateful. I should hate to be one of you. And yet, I am one of you. Isn't that ironic? How my future's in the hands of House Negros & Tyrants? Hopefully, the next 10's a peripeteia. Because, a part of the conflict is that your brain is undecided. The Right Hemisphere says: We're lovers and not fighters. But, the Left Hemisphere says: Forget it. Let war unite us.

We have to go to the root. We have to go to the cause. Dealing with the condition itself is not enough. We have to get to the cause of it all. Or the root of it all. And, it is because of our efforts towards getting straight to the root that people often times think we are dealing in hate.