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 Against All Odds Destiny surrenders born as an underdog, I was raised by a giant to learn to see through the fog. The coast was always guarded and sometimes would be clear for hope , faith and dreams could only come but very near. I looked around and found no one I could resemble, none just like me truly trying hard to be so nimble. I kept my dream a secret though my ambition told them all. My mouth kept shut, my eyes wide open to see those before me fall. "Not my fate ", I told myself as others claimed they heard me say. I declared my life my own then out on faith I made my way. Preston J. Harrison

  Still Dreaming I woke up excited my spirit still ignited aligned my passion with purpose now my dreams are invited. I'm moved by the minutes amazed by the hours held captive by living this life we call ours. Held hostage by my hopes and shackled to my dreams my wishes turned to plans now my plans have turned to schemes. No daydreamer am I for simple wishing cannot thrive. One must act and one must love for lifelong dreams to stay alive. One must risk it all and chance the fall lose it all to gain it all overcome the circumstance of happenstance by standing tall. My light is still beaming my eyes bright and gleaming. I'm humbled and hopeful yet happy still dreaming. Preston J. Harrison

Political agenda My disdain for politics maintains the rhetoric from liars and heretics all breeding new lunatics. Same melody new lyrics new action but same spirit the only reason I fear it is knowing the truth when I hear it. I may pic the poison but brew my own elixir. The lessor of two evils is making myself the fixer. Finding them as the problem and us as the solution. The union of church and state is governmental pollution. I found myself as my savior and found my family as church I find my friends congregating around a basket of perch. I raise my kids from my morals and raise my glass to my bliss. I raise my shades to the sunrise and raise my voice when I'm pissed. I'll raise a question for thinkers the politicians I say to: for those of them that think they're GOD who do you pray to? Preston J. Harrison

True Passion burns deep within a shallow chest concern for conditions and worry turn to jest i've tasted my potential and seek the very best my reign is early burdened with the plight of others lest my jewels be spread my bread made broken promises fulfilled of old thoughts I've spoken fate no myth,new coin old token dreams made flesh by words I've spoken yield not to fear the old ghost is an illusion he's fiction made fact a campaign of confusion unreal seen real forms spiritual delusion when faith is corrupted by a cowards intrusion Where Love is real no fear can stand No dreams may die on faithful land Thoughts are gold when destiny is grand When Love is real no fear may stand. Preston J. Harrison

Joy comes constantly/ if we are open to the/ the wonder of life/ Just when I thought my Ha2ku (my play on the word haiku for those new to the Journey) muse had left me I was hit by a flurry of new ones. When we consider that right before our eyes life dances in the veil of infinite forms we can plug into our joy. Look around you and even in the dark night of your soul you can find something that can make you smile. The challenge for those on the Journey is to hold on to it. Joy is yours to claim at anytime as a matter of fact regardless of your situation in life you can access your Joy. I would dare to say you can hold on to the feeling and have it feel your life. Because unlike happiness which is determined by outside situations Joy is sparked internally and can radiate from your soul at all times. So plug into Joy... Nuff said * here is the inspiration of this post (the bush blooming in the picture).

Image via Wikipedia Gypsy festival/ Local talent share their skills/ A beautiful site/ I was invited down to Cincy to take part in the Gypsy festival. It was a beautiful event, and  I will be at the next event. For those that don't know the Gypsy lounge has a spot in cincy and columbus ohio . They invited local talent from all over the state to share what they do. The poets, Hip-Hop artist , R&B, Jazz,Rock, and etc.. I want to first send out shouts to Gypsy lounge for putting on the event (especially Abdi and Zee). Then I need to send out some shots for Rasul the Knowbody that helped get me there. KnowVernacular slam team put it down sharing there soul with some powerful pieces (coach Jugh Jeffner, Lotus Blossom, and Kari) giving out a mix of soul and truth. There was a Rock band that laid down some hot shit, known Grey Leaves. Unfortunately my phone died on the way down so I didn't get no pics, but I want to send props out to ShyRony (to check out some of their musi

Image via Wikipedia Arthur Schopenhauer : "To overcome difficulties is to experience the full delight of existence." "A quick temper will make a fool of you soon enough." Bruce Lee If one tree alone stands in the path of the wind, it falls. -(akan) Brother Ha2tim SelfMasteryCoach Nation Builder HipHop Philosopha & Shaman

Image via Wikipedia                                         What if What if God was a pit bull and the devil was a pie? What if Heaven was a house where the backyard was the sky? What if a telescope and microscope viewpoint was just the same? What if goodness or evil were just somebody's last name? If life is but a dream then what happens while we sleep? In the event of insomnia, who represents the counted sheep? What if fear was a landlord, would my faith pay him the rent? If money is power truly, how much of it have I spent? Why does Love seem to take the bus, while Hate owns a plane? What if the sun is just plugged in and the ocean has a drain? What if tomorrow becomes yesterday, would we all be lost in time? What if silence became noise and we were all to learn to mime? What if God tripped on a cricket and then He somehow fell, to split Himself in two dimensions, one Heaven, the other Hell ? What if Jesus was an alien and a poet wrote the bible? What if

Keeping up0 with my fam...here is a video from the MidWest spider..my Bta Demari. help get his clicks up... Nuf said

Voices from the past/ speak to us from within heart/ echoes to future/ Spirit Writing This is an exercise that I have been experimting with over the years.  This helps with my meditation .  In fact it is form of meditation. I call it Spirit writng.  I just calm my mind, put a pen in my hand and begin writing.  I don't go back or erase. I try to open up my heart and let what comes out hit the page.  Here is an example:   "Ancestral intervention will come when we least expect it.  Our ancestors surround us and fill up all the space around us.  Open yourself up so that you can feel their presence. Listen and you can hear them trying to talk to you about things that are and things that will come.  Drop your training, you have been educated not to hear them, open your mind and allow them access and they will expose you to an infinite amount of knowledge.  they will give you the keys to the kingdom.  Why hesitate do you not know that you are not alone in this world.  We have nev

 power is making/ your dreams breath and walk for real/ through life obstacles/ This a new part of the Journey I will begin sending shouts out to local artist, and entrepreneurs that are on the Journey. It is important that we support these folks, because they are out there grinding trying to get there name out there. So feel free to hit me up with suggestions for yourself as well of friends that out there "doin it". You have to have respect for those people that are out there making their dreams real. whether they are grinding out of their trunk, or selling their products at beauty salons or barber shops. When we support them we are really supporting ourselves. Each time we purchase a book, cd, ticket, or piece of heart we promote the culture of entrepreneurship. We keep the flame burning in them as well as ourselves.  although i hve put some artist on the Journey i have never really introduced them to you so I have one of my favorite Hip-Hop artist send me his Bio and a