Below lies the paradise for your subconsciousness. This is the Intellectual minds Eden...
Friday, December 30, 2016
In a little perspective.
Wednesday, December 7, 2016
Who do you thank?
2016 for me has been one hell of a ride, if we knew the extent of times and place with deep pain and hurt, this would surely have sufficed as time in hell hey.
As bad as it was though, I had my good times, My moments in happiness and a sense of growth unto me.
My passions grew, we left no interesting stone in our path unturned viable to our circumstances.
I achieved and learned from most if not all experiences.
I explored sides to me and as I met more people, I got to see diverse personalities to individuals and that honed my interpersonal skills on a hundred.
I gained experience, good and bad, but since it's the good we are remenisicng on I would like to acknowledge, everyone that has been there for me.
Always ever standing by me no matter what.
My family, the people that raised me, the ones that never threw me away like so many children in the world out there every day, the ones that made sure I stayed healthy, I stayed productive and gave me the platter on which I built my moral compass. My friends, the ones that remain untouched by external influences and never forget to help me and my path, people loyal to dust and never in expectancy of nothing more than the average mind know they deserve in proportion of effort as well. My Business associates that have become more like family as we have a strong understanding of what we have envisioned for tomorrow, the dreams spoken and plans made that root us to deeper paradigms, My fans, I don't particularly like this term as it sets one on a high horse and gives you a whip of so much obligation and responsibility alas, to the people that always follow my stories, always support my shows, read my writings from everywhere in the world, I've seen views from Holland, South Africa, Kenya, Ghana, Nigeria, France, UK, USA, and Russia to mention a few but in over 15 countries for me is a hella achievement and I am happy my work reaches a greater audience. To the ones that always remind me of how beautiful what we put in black and white can be thank you for understanding that beauty is a spectrum and we choose our own color in the rainbow. To the ones that follow me on radio, the ones that always wake up early with me for my show every morning from 6, you guys are the one yo. Those are difficult hours to wake up for radio and it is usually never easy to do yet I've people that come through for my show, for the contributions on discussions, just to request a song or so, I appreciate the time taken especially now when radio seems to be dying and nobody really voluntarily listens to it anymore, thank you thank you for being a loyalist.
I don't know man, I don't know if I can finish thanking all of you,, the Levels loyalists, the people that rock The brand I Co-Own with two of my friends Cheni-Molo and John, to everybody that always gives us the juice so we go forward setting not only trends but ideas and and an indoctrination of bigger ideals, a movement to change mind shifts, thank you to all of you to..
Thanks to everybody that supported anything Immanuel, Scar The Philosopher Tomas was associated to, for the love, the constrictive criticism for everything, you gave me breathe, you were the fuel that ran this engine.
may we always have a complimentary well wishing relationship.
I just felt like writing an appreciation post on the blog man, I have so many unposted pieces and when the time comes, it will be Christmas for you that time of the year when it comes.
You're awesome and never forget your worth, you are real value and no one should tell you less.
fight for your dreams and just be true to yourself,never forget your story where you came from the rest of life will take care of itself.
Immanuel Tomas
The Philosopher.
Thursday, November 17, 2016
Impossible...
You sold me hope of a tomorrow that was marinated in mornings and sunshine's ending in our hands intertwined...
We tried lasting but time stood against us.
Fate had cursed us
and destiny had broken the vows of our married minds...
Tuesday, November 15, 2016
A bite from a forbidden fruit...
I'm just me man..
He who whispers sweet nothing's in your girls ear and gets away with it.
He who has a story so twisted even villains never want to hear it before bed time
I see the world in colours way beyond the visual frequency of the human eye.
I can be poison..
A tumor that grows in your mind
attaches itself to your thinking and carves your persona from all the pain and hurt you've ever experienced, to
Make the most perfect you, you can imagine.
I am the undertaker..
He who prepares you for a new life..
Washes and cleanses you of all impurity
Soaks your soul in a fountain of hope and unwraps you of all your despair..
Turns you to diamonds for people to see...
And allows you to be the best of you you can be.
I am him.
The repetition of a mistake you have long failed to correct
The perfect example of a hit and run prospect
Plausible potential yet untamed
A man for your taking yet unclaimed..
I am Scar.
Not Yet...
Life's ever lasting winter keeps us active in our hibernation
Seeking love in dreams and hope in sleeps rest
We aren't dead yet.
Not while I feel a beating heart in my chest
not while my blood continuously circulates around my body
I am not dead yet
The Big Premiere is yet to come
I'm not dead yet...
Monday, May 30, 2016
A December story.
I turned around and at a place where once was no one, you were there
Black clothes blue hair bright smile
And in my drunken state I told myself, oh yes I like your style
I watched you move to the beat,
Left and right as you displaced your feet
You were a sight to admire
The one that all these thirsty men desired
But me I didn’t thirst for you,
Believe me you I tell you it’s true
I longed only to know you
Deeper than rap
More complex than rocket science
I only wanted your compliance
To know your name..
Understand your game
In that there was no shame
Because my intentions were sincere
Not only for that night, that is why I am still here
Time was dear to me
It brought you close to me
It let me hold you for that little eternity
As I felt you sway to and fro
You fit in my arms as if you were perfectly meant for me
That night dancing gave connection a new meaning you see
Because I felt different
I felt isolated.
From the world we were distant
But that was just for that night,
Correct me if I am wrong and tell me what’s right
Does our once become a memory only?
Do I hold on to hope that maybe one day?
Something can still come to be
Because I miss the moments we never had but could’ve.
I miss not holding you and telling you, you are special
I miss not texting you early in the morning
I miss your presence in my app
I miss all that we could be but are not
So Dear Rosy
Do not be afraid,
For somethings are better not concealed but said
I hoped by now I would know you
But there are still things about you of which I have no clue
Its true time has not been good to us
But know that I still remember
Maybe for a short infinity
But that is good enough to be a forever
A lifetime in a life
A beautiful uninfected memory
A girl I met that made an impact
Treasure to the ultimate quest
A warlord’s conquest
FAIREST OF THE FAIREST
Any man’s best
Dear Rosy...
I question my ability to miss you
But sadly the truth is that I do
May the future drive you closer to my sight
May your dark days always be conquered by light
May you until Gods will stay well
May you make memories to make stories
So future generations you can tell
May life be good to you and may you ever excel
Dear Rosy
I hope you are good
Saturday, May 14, 2016
After a year....
You came as smooth as lies from licked lips
You swayed your way into my eyes with those hips..
I read your mind through those updates you posted
And I hoped to get to know you beyond
these boundaries created.
Eventually I approached you and damn I was baffled.
I met your mind with these eyes., saw your beauty and
Through those networks I approached Your physique and mind I came to see.
I envisioned a future for you and me
I hope for only the best that we should be.
For little but precious time I got you attention.
I spoke to your soul I touched your spirit and captivated your mind.
We had conversations that time lost.
Little memories that filled big gaps and created paradise.
But long before I could realise
That in my falling I was losing you...
This heart was deeply entrenched in the idea of a love was true.
It was felt with the rays of the burning sun... with the taste a morning rise and that lethargy under the stars before the escapade to dreamy lands.
Because of that I didn't come across rectifying my mistakes.
You identified them because you knew what was at stake.
A heart pure for God's liking... and righteous for the devils will to attempt a taking.
I failed to fix my pride.
I still wasn't considerate..
Maybe a portion of my heart still held hate.
Like broken guitar strings.
Like war in war torn countries.
Your heart failed to commit.
You failed to buy the dream for a reality of a man that was broken before your entrance.
You didn't heal this fractured heart...
You that smells of angels, walks like gold and speaks with the accent of diamonds. .
With all that purity...
All that power to change...
You just gave up...
You locked your heart like the first time I met you.
Sealed the depths of your mind so I could not go through
And as paradise came in the blink of an eye.
You made your exit.
With wounded emotions torn in conflicts of staying or leaving...
But eventually taking the walk that increased the proximity between you and me.
I was left here with the invisible touch of memories made.
I could smell the scent of past beautiful moments created.
But that was now only a room in a castle empty for its queen has left.
The only woman that ever had hold of this mature heart.
You left with the morning breeze and absconded with shooting starts...
You Chose a Scarless path and
Lived up to the oath in those bars...
But until today
This man still loves you.
He acknowledges mistakes, he accepts fault.
And as you tell him you can't change him
He recites in his mind that real love can change for sustenance.
You discard the old and start clothed in a demeanour of novel decent.
You choose to have hope in the future and discard all negativity from the recent.
Work to create the perfect relation because easy comes as does it go.
That is why struggles should make or define situations and not end them.
I told you I was a burning fire and you still came at personal risk is what you think..
You're worth it and deserving is what I think.
Inspite of all your heeding and warning to stay at arms length, I just couldn't.
Even long after I told you I was done with you.
Not a day went by in which I did not think of you.
Not a day went by in which nothing more than you're presence could please me
I longed for days in which I made you laugh.
Days in which I didn't have to be careful with what to say in fear of your wraths retribution.
Days where the existence of us was in its livings prime...
Oh Well!
Someday I hope I can fill your perfection cup.
I pray time turns you my way again.
I wish I had one more try at chance.
I plead that we will one day advance.
But for now...
As requested.
I shall live in hope of finding your apparent suggestion of a compatible suitor.
Once more I'll try to live without your presence and hope only to eventually embrace your absence.
May I not become a let's just become friends that isn't your friend anymore.
May time grant me acceptance and that eventual new guys tolerance...
Thank you