So WhAt i'M an ArTisT

I'm a Shy as person with alot to say. Imma lazy as person but I stay awake. Ive noticed too much bullshyt lately that I had to find a way to share my stories in order to motivate - G.Veras

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March 25, 2019 9pm

Whats the Purpose?

I’m just trying to get my cousins home, safe.

What’s the Purpose?

Oh, my tag is expired? I’m sorry I had not noticed.

Let me check for my registration.

What’s the Purpose?

You have my ID already, so what is the Purpose of your Search?

Why are you shining Bright Lights into innocent Pupils?

Why must you grab me?

Are you threatened by my questions?

Have you ever been Questioned?

Do you have children?

Siblings?

Family?

Sympathy?

What’s the purpose of introducing my body to concrete?

Why are you cuffing my 15 year old cousins for being confused about your actions?

Do you think about your decisions?

Is this Routine?

Is this your objective?

Whats the Purpose?

Do you feel better?

Stronger?

Was your ego stroked?

Did you cum?

What’s the purpose?

Was it my hands?

Was it my brown skin against the leather seats of German engineering

or was it the curly hairs flowing with the winds entering the moon roof?

What’s the Purpose?

Why can’t you meet your Quota with Sex traffickers? 

Rapists?

Mass Shooters?

Murderers?

Why am I left with hundreds of Questions and met with Blame?

You should’ve been Quiet.

You Should’ve Followed orders.

I gave you and order and You chose to Resist.

So I sit

With a smile on my face, forgiving your actions.

Looking to forget.

But my elbow is stained with your rash decision.

My back aches with your intention

and my neck Kinks with your justification.

What’s the Purpose of all your training when I’m expected to stay calm during your rage?

What do we do when the modern Nazis are engaged?

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The Right Words

-You say actions speak louder than words

-What about words that become actions in itself

-You say “talk is cheap”

-but the right words are so rich, they don't pay taxes in the U.S.

-When the right words are ready to be written a revolution begins

-Erasers, ink and pencil lead everywhere prepare themselves for the suicide mission they are about to go on

- a mission that will free the mentally enslaved

-the right words will provide you with some wisdom for your ignorance.

-These are the words that speak the truth of every lie you've come to believe

-the words that will scar you without physical contact

-but will touch your mind in ways that your body will answer.

-These words can spread your lips wide until you expose your pearls

-they will cause the hairs on your skin to rise like a crowd at a concert

-your eyes will forget their natural function and become faucets

-these words will flutter into your head like a bee gathering ideas from the mind of the speaker and -pollinating them across the minds of those flowers who are ready to bloom.

-each metaphor will allow you to see the world in ways you never thought possible

-these words can bring evil to happiness and justification to malevolence

-splitting these words in half will cause an explosion of new clear knowledge

-The right words contain the power that 1,000 suns wish they had

-the right words made people believe it was okay to attach metal chains onto our pigmented brothers and sisters

-and forced their labor, until they wrung their lives dry.

-but better words were the ones that united many to March

-until everyone understood that if everyone's words came together,

-we can make a really good book

-The right words can make you loathe a specific group of people so much that you can convince others to trap, burn, gas, and kill about six million of those people.

-But the right words can make you fall in love with humanity so deeply that you are willing to stop eating seventeen times for a total of one-hundred and forty days.

-The right words can sell crayons to the blind, and

-IPods to the deaf

-The right words can be the deadliest weapons or the strongest Viagra

-The right words are always spoken

-The right words are yours

-You have the freedom to use them as you wish

-but you have a responsibilty to use them wisely.

- G.V.

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How was your day?

I remember when days were careless

When a dollar was a million cuz we could purchase fritos, doritos, Juice, snacks, and still have left over for some hubba bubba bubble gum

when we used to break hangers in half to make toy guns,

draw a blueprint of our mission and hop in our cardboard spaceship,

rocket to the top of imagination and slide down to the park.

Treading through blades of grass,

and dodging nerf darts.

The days when you like like that one girl so you share your extra red color pencil and feel like the man.

When you can be as free as your heart desires

and when a nap was just another adventure as opposed to a guilty pleasure.

When “how was your day?” was answered with stories,

lessons,

jokes,

and tragedies of curious shenanigans.

When Childish antics were met with cocotasos and/or a leather sting.

When being weird was great and falling apart was okay.

When worries were met with answers, and fears only meant new chances.

When passing glances were your only flirting tactics.

When up was our only options

Hold up

Whats Up

Shut Up.

Now we’ve entered the ultimate game of pretend. 

Where no matter how much pain, stress, or sadness.

No matter how much shrieking rage or anger.

No matter how badly you want to pull your hair out by the roots,

“How was your day” should always be answered with

“....it was good.”

- G.V.

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Through the looking Glass she admires the beauty others have forgotten.

And proceeds to spread the reality of love.

She predicts life's fantasies with her crystal balls and emits royalty with a golden smile.

A silk dress that cools even the warmest summers

Plants posies with every step

Even weed kneels down to your highness.

A prince charming is no match to her kingdom.

She reigns with compassion.

Kindness is her authority

And her honors are blessed.

A bow of respect from a King to a Queen.

May cupids aim be at its best.

- G.V.

To my secret valentine @ladyneve, hope your day is in peace, surrounded by true love and filled with happiness.

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Spare Change for Change

Look in the mirror

Do you like what you see?

Not only physically, also mentally.

Look in your mind

What can you find?

Do your thoughts and dreams synchronize with your daily actions?

Look at your hands.

How have you used them?

Construction or destruction?

Look at your feet.

How have you moved them?

Do they progress or regress

Every move is a chance for change

The way you use your gift is what motivates.

You want a better world?

Start with a better self.

- G.V.

PS Challenge 1/26

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Dear Reader,

Thank you for being yourself.

You are beautiful

From your smile, down to your walk.

Your essence radiates like the sun

Your presence maintains the world in balance.

Your laugh keeps this world spinning.

Your tears provide fresh beach water

And your flaws fit perfectly with your puzzle piece.

You are perfectly imperfect just like the rest of us

And I appreciate your role in our world.

One Love for you

And All love for One.

-G.V.

PS Challenge 1/25

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To the Lovers

Big ups to those that love.

Those who continue to hold hope in their hearts

even when it seems like things are falling apart.

Who can describe the beauty in ugly

And can hug enemies.

Those who can endure bullet wounds without a scratch to their smile

To those that can hold themselves up when others are down

And will give you piggy backs, to flip your frown.

Looking past the surfaces unafraid to drown.

Much love to the renegades of hate.

Frolicing through this world planting seeds along the way,

Watered with peace and patience

The flowers will blossom.

Build the gardens,

And they will come.

-G.V.

PS Challenge 1/24

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Everyday Gods

The same energy you put into making one thing worse in your life, is the same energy that'll set you free.

Every momentary wave, defines your super power

Some heros choose to strengthen their physical,

Lifting the bar to weights unimaginable.

Others focus on Manipulating reality into abstract forms that even Dr. Strange would question.

Some have become so in tune with nature,

They could heal wounds that scientists haven't discovered.

Some have expanded their minds so wide they can scope out space with only one eye.

Teleporters among us can travel from Asia to Harlem so fast that they land yesterday.

We can communicate across borders,

Soar through the clouds,

Swim beneath oceans,

And rocket to the stars.

We can navigate through senses,

Murder with speech,

We can speak through movements

And manifest our dreams.

We are gods in Olympus,

looking for the heavens.

Blinded from seeing the powers within

We are very destructive beings,

because we don't understand our responsibilities.

- G.V.

PS Challenge: 1/23

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Top 3 of 2018

I have been blessed with the greatest mentor, one could ask for

And I plan to hold her

Til I can't no more.

Number one priority, is my mother.

Number two for 2018

Will probably continue to be me.

Still young and full of dreams

With the ambitions to morph reality.

Last but not least

I'll give it to love,

To light me through when times get rough

Through laughs and tears,

In sickness and health

I vow to thee,

That these are my top priorities of 2018.

-G.V.

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Twelve Chances to take advantage of

Split into Fifty-Two experiences waiting to be seen.

Three hundred and sixty five blessings await you,

Composed of Eight thousand Seven hundred and sixty dreams.

- G.V.

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Beauty can be some scary shyt.

Remember the devil will pull up wearing pradas and a dress

Saying that you blessed

But scheming on your stress.

You can't blame it tho,

That's it's job.

You gotta look at yourself and make necessary changes

Divert your vision from all that fake shyt

Focus on the basics

Family and friends

Adventure and experience,

Growing past ends.

Love yours

Dont ever forget.

Cole said it first,

but I had to say it again.

-G.V.

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Peace raised high,

Making Love through the streets.

Representing ignored beauty

Painting happiness on dark places

Shining light on deceitful faces.

Minds full of motivation

And dedication for inspiration

To make changes to the system of order.

Middle finger to their perversion for torture.

Paper planes made of rage filled posters,

Integrity for equity is our main focus.

So my hands wrap around yours,

And our spark,

lights the next flame.

- G.V.

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How much are you willing to give

To live the life of your dreams

Where do your priorities begin?

Where does your loyalty end?

Do you practice your skills on a daily?

Do you have enough passion to do it for free?

How much are you willing to give up?

You gotta make space for what's to come.

Where do you put your trust?

How much are you worth?

Know your value and

Set your price.

Give your all and roll your dice.

Win or lose at least you played.

Never take for granted your todays.

- G.V.

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I'm late this week but, it's never late to spread some love. Sunday Challenge 1/21

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Oh Say, Can't You See

It's all good.

We can't really say we didn't see this coming.

You've continuously ignored the signs

Betrayed our prophets

And pressed us down.

You've brainwashed us

And you attempt to do the same to our sons,

But you can't catch us all.

Thanks to you all we have now is up.

You really believe we were always going to stay shut?

That you'll kill us all off

That a premature death won't instill the next Avatar.

All this bottled up rage is bound to erupt.

A new mentality, that'll revolutionize the minds.

That'll scrub away your deceit until the tub is filled with your lies.

We'll look at it in disgust,

We'll judge yo dirty ass, and realize that ain't us.

To be in the image of you is not what we'll want.

Re-discovering our royalty will be step number one.

We'll march away from your stank,

And reconstruct.

Not material structures you can bomb

But recognition of "Who Be us"

Enlightenment of "We Love us"

Awareness of "You serve us"

mindsets of "YOU CANT STOP US!"

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Ma Brother!

17 years of physical growth but hundreds maybe thousands of years of wisdom flows through your mind. You tower over everyone you meet as your physical body mirrors your ambition. You've grown closer to the moon because your goals have always been towards the stars. You have the blank canvas to become the masterpiece you are meant to be. I have given you the tools to sculpt the path you wish to follow. So draw your blueprint. Chizzle away the unnecessary scraps, mold your armor to endure your upcoming challenges, photograph you life with stories of scars, tears, laughs, love and heartbreaks and act like the greatest movie in everyone's life you come across. Remember my brother that we are artists, we view the magic this world holds and are able to grasp it with ease. They fear us my brother, don't forget that. They fear us for our ability to be magic, our ability to manipulate, our ability to influence, our ability to cause revolutions. They fear us for our ability of expression. We are able to turn invisible forces, emotions, ideas into physical manifestations of sound, light, color and sculprutes. We can tell stories through movement and create illusions through poetry. Never forget the power you hold at your finger tips. You will lose many followers in your journey but they will try to return in your success. You will have many vampires who will focus their energy on draining yours but pull their fangs out and remember that even Jesus had haters. Yes I compare us to Jesus because we are immortal through the impact we will make. Our physical bodies will perish but our influence will live on. As I write this I feel my heart sink and tears building up behind my eyes, but I still have yet to master the art of crying, so the heavens get the job done for me. As rain falls on to this sheet of paper I write these words: I bow to the divine in you, namaste. I love you my brother and I wish you much growth and wisdom in your upcoming years.

- G.V.