On some other stuff. Can't really explain or define it. It just is. Look at ya boi and realize that I am indeed on another level and apart of another world. Existing on the tip of incense smoke and breathing in deep shades of earth. My ears filter beautiful soul music that causes my fertile spirit to grow. My vibe is clean My flow is gleams, catch me in the morning bathing in dew and drying off in taupe-colored sand dunes. Watch me wear Autumn and hypnotize you with my Winter. My breath is fresh and Spring. I walk in serenity and summer dreams. Man, being me is like, A complicated, yet simple painting. Original Oranges, Rustic Reds, Magnetic Maroons, Beguiling Browns and Space-kissed Blacks. You breath in my essence and If you lick the air just once, you might taste my presence. Look in the surface of water and see me in my element.... Ya boi, the handsome and eccentric brotha to the earth. Insightfully organic, and Prophetically fanatic; My world, my purpose, my life seems infinite and all-stretching like the Atlantic. MAN...I'm telling you, I'm on this other stuff. I'm sitting here high and trippin' off of this potent 'Hehven's Dust,' Liberated, chosen, appointed and anointed by God! I'm sittin' pretty on this divine voyage. So you can't really understand me? Can't really accept me? Think I'm too un-conventional? To feminine? To this or that? Its cool, ya boi got it under control... I've been released and delivered from people! Man, its kool if most of you kats and felines can't jazz with me.... I'll make my own music like I do in the key of solo originality. See, people don't faze me and they take a back-seat to my duty to God, purpose on this earth and my creative and poetic mission that must be released from the inner me. I'm feeling so...so... sweet and psychedelic, mellow and prolific. I'm feeling too many shades of bliss and Godly-serenity. I mean ya boi is feeling complete and at peace. Bohemian and Vintage, a psalmist, musician, poet and chylde of God! Composed of insight, divine peace and love, and the sweet sounds of Neo-soul, big bands and worship tunes. Breathing creativity in line with my heart beating purity and delicious poetry. I am who I am and will remain as so. I'm on some other stuff and it ain't no way you could comprehend, contain or castrate that from me. Ya boi is on some other stuff and this joint is purely heavenly. This is me. A self-proclaimed... FLOWER CHYLDE Copyright 2004 "Flower Chylde" Publishings ~PropheticNsyght "Poeta Nasciture, Non Fit!"