I Knew Too Much:

Once upon a time
I knew too much
My knowledge clouded my vision
and I thought I didn't know enough
See I confused my mission of knowledge of self
with
self of knowledge

So I gave up self to know
I gave up feeling for reading
I gave up masturbating on my stomach for lying on back
I gave up loving for hating
I gave up breaking through boundaries with the laws that passed from India to Japan and China
for building up great walls of China
I tore down my determination for victory and just gave up

So you see me now
unemployed
living in my father's house
broke as hell
no legacy,
just me

I got here
because I didn't just read books
Oh no!
I read books til I saw them as bare sentences
read sentences til I undressed them as words put in line.
Then arrogantly I decided that the words needed to be freed
so I became another poetic revolutionary
Writing poetry
Reciting poetry
Memorizing my lines
Playing my role
Seducing my audience
Hypnotizing myself
just another poser I became
preaching my word
for fame,
for name
when my first birthday present was myself.
A fool
I forget

Once upon a time
I was arrogant
So arrogant in fact
I was blinded
that's why the prescription on my glasses is soo strong
but so is my will
and blindness is bliss to the masses
who were so easily seduced by my prints
yet at the break of night
at the end of show and the close of the mic-open
my legs opened
I bedded unrest
and cheated on him with misery
dated them both seriously
almost thought of marrying
yet in the midst of my delusions the light always came
the light of faith
and I forged this curse of sight into it's true state
a gift
And I used it
but the more I freed myself of lesser frequencies
the more I sentenced my mind to insanity
Knowledge is power
and in power I was drowning
I had tapped into something within me without the key
I was breaking and entering

In other words,
I wasn't strong enough to wield such power
My faith was fleeting,
therefore,
foundations unstable.

Power without faith is blind
Blind power is good in the beginning
but,
never everlasting
It is failing
It is self-serving
perceived as undeserving
it is fleeting
"It is what it is" is the last thing they say
I watch my followers turn their back and walk away

See the power is not the word itself
but the word within
therefore,
the power is you
the power is me.
we never believe
so,
we live
never fully
REAL-izing
what IT can be. (I'm referring to the phrase "It is what it is" here)

And I knew too much
I knew more than me
when all I needed to know
WAS ME!!
therefore,
I wasn't listening
I wasn't feeling
I wasn't seeing
I wasn't enjoying life
because I wasn't being
the human BEING
that is me.
I was too busy thinking.

Burning brain cells with blunts and conspiracy
strategy and sugary
Instead burning the fat cells that clog my arteries
forging the path of the heart to impact the mind
it was hard to find
because I knew too much.

The minds eye,
otherwise known as the third eye, instinct
and that gut feeling
lives and breathes in the heart
listening to the heart is not a logical action but a free form art.
And,
teetering between extremes
through mathematical strategy
doesn't make us free.
it only dims the light we emit to reality.

See in the beginning through to the never end
I can only speak about me
but reality
is we, us and our responsibility
but back to our regularly scheduled story

Once upon a time
I knew too much.
But,
"once upon a time"
ended with the life and times of Walt Disney for me.
And I finally see the true nature of reality.
it came from the books, ancient scriptures, lines, lives and vibes
etched in the blood and bone that fosters and shelters my heart valves.

In this, my own story
Knowledge is power
but,
faith is freeing
and power without freedom
has already been manifested in my ancestor's history

Freedom is love
Love is beyond acting
as I did in my past,
because you are living in delusion if you don't know that a "Spoken Word Artist"
is nothing more than an actor or actress.
Love is being!
And since the word being
completes our sentences
as human beings
love and life are not separate entities
they are the makers of humanity,
mirroring the manifestations of womb-an and man unity.
Humanity is reality
Our reality.

Again I speak broadly,
then again back to my story.
In order to to change reality
we must change the course of humanity.
But, before
you put on the cape and start acting
or plotting a strategy
why don't you believe
Believe what you already know:
the only human being you can CHANGE is your self
your self meaning no other self but your self.
And in order to, to change yourself
you must know yourself
read yourself
listen to yourself
memorize the lines that define your bottom line
and instead of acting
do being! (you know like do you?!?
that's what I'm referring to)

This poetry is derived from my own plight of not only
self-discovery
but,
fostering relationships with all my mirror images:
in other words,
the eyes I see myself in
because before actual mirrors were created
we saw our self in the eyes of others
and though mirrors exist
today
we still do.
Mirror images are reflections of your past, present and future existences
reflections being the BEINGS your heart yearns to see and share sights with
and the people who's hearts yearn for you.

This object of self-transformation is a simple truth
one that has been told time and time again
and we read the words but we're not listening
to their INherent meaning.

"Be the change you wish to see in the world" - Ghandi
"I have a dream..." - King
"A great human revolution in just a single individual will help achieve a change in the destiny of a nation and further, will enable a change in the destiny of human kind" - Ikeda

I can be
You can be
therefore,
we are equally humans being.

I can dream
You can dream
I dream of you as you dream of me.

A human revolution is a transformation that involves breaking the shackles of our ego-centered "lesser selves" and revealing our "greater selves" wherein we experience deep compassion and joyfully take action for the sake of others and ultimately humanity. - because that is our destiny!

Once upon a time
I knew the truth
I knew the truth before I knew too much
before the college degree,
the high school diploma,
elementary,
and even nursery.

I discovered truth in the lovemaking of my creation.
I felt the truth in the strength of my mother's arms
and in the union of her palms to fingertips.
I understand the truth as I live and breathe in love.
In love with myself and my people (in this story, my people is absolutely all people)
I speak the truth not for the sake of song, fame or poetry,
but as an everyday practice honoring the ordinary.
therefore,
I am ordinary
and by accepting this to be true.
I am the truth.
Because just as the truth,
I am in plain sight,
yet the masses still don't see me;
my light blinds them and they're too busy talking bullshit
to practice listening
feeling
reading
my vibrational energy of ordinary.

I understand that there's a negative connotation to the term;
ordinary
but you can't spell extraordinary without it
and you have to crawl before you can walk
otherwise,
you're just extra.
which most people are and try to be everyday but not me.
never have,
I shop at thrift stores
I eat fruits and vegetables and wish to one day grow my own
money is not a necessity to me only an accessory.
I wear all colors and live in them.
I breath air not smoke
I drink juice not water
I don't stick-and move, I dance
I don't preach, I sing
I'm not being a character, I'm just being

Once upon a time
I wasn't me
I wasn't being
I was just thinking
I knew to much
Remember?!?!
Remember that arrogant, big-headed me?
Those of you who know me may think that was never me
but those you know me well were always frustrated, irritated and angry with me
and I with them...
But today I lay down my burden
( as I write this mix of poetry and life-story
because that me! )
and I lift up the law
the universal law of Myoho-Renge-Kyo.
I was born a fortune baby
 a fortune baby means your mother chanted Nam-Myoho-Renge-Kyo while you were in the womb.
You must use your arms strength to connect palms to fingertips in prayer. It is the most humbling and relaxing position of the body. Humility and relaxation fuel the mind and nourish the body, that why we sleep. Prayer is a way to rest in the day. You eat more than once a day, it's only right you practice sleep also. Sleep is dinner: prayer and meditation are breakfast and lunch and movement and exercise are you're light snacks in between.
But anyways, in this position your body is shaped like a microphone to the heavens - a pyramid, and the heart speaks as you call the universe by it's name -Nam-Myoho-Renge-Kyo. My mother chanted this phrase, in this position for herself, her family and for me. So in her arms I found the truth, in her I found the truth. In her is where I came from.
Love, law and life
love for the law of life:
Nam-Myoho-Renge-Kyo:
This is the ultimate law or truth of the universe that permeates all phenomena. Nichiren Daishonin established the practice of chanting Nam-Myoho-Renge-Kyo is the Japenese reading of the Chinese title of the Lotus Sutra, Shakyamuni Buddha's highest teaching, which teaches that Buddhahood exist eternally in all people.
Nam means devotion or dedication
Myoho means Mystic Law - no matter how much we try not everything can be factualized and explained. Some things are just mystic and that's apart of the truth.
Renge refers to the lotus flower, which simultaneously blooms and seeds indicating the simultaneity of cause and effect.
Kyo means sutra or Buddhist teaching

Buddhahood is a state of indestructible happiness wherein we manifest our limitless potential, boundless wisdom and infinite compassion and create value out of every situation in life.

Buddha is not a supernatural being but rather an ordinary person that is enlightened to the eternal and ultimate truth that is the reality of all things, and who lead others to attain the same enlightenment. The Lotus Sutra reveals that all living beings possess the Buddha nature.

I share all these definitions with you not to convert you to Buddhism my readers but to share my inner mechanisms because this is what my mother's blood fed me in the womb. So these words are now me and their definitions define me.
I am as all things,
because when I say I
I really mean we.
So after reading, studying, memorizing and listening to these definitions you'll know me and hopefully
know yourself.
you must be ordinary to be extraordinary.

Once upon a time,
I knew too much
I thought knowledge was power and it is
But where is the flower?
eternity needs seeds
So I invite you to study me
I won't hurt you
I love you
Instead hiding behind lines of poetry
I'm bearing my mind, heart and body
And if you hurt me by not reading, studying, memorizing and listening.
not following my leadership
not being your true-self
It will only make me work harder, better, faster, stronger
The pain your ignorance brings is ultimately freeing

Once upon a time, I knew too much
I still know alot
but I've changed
from learning about people experimentally
to being
Being truely,
purely,
happily,
and eternally.
Identifying the interconnectedness of me with love, law and life;
and understanding the true nature of reality.
human BEING is believing
believing is seeing
clearly.
To see myself, I must believe in myself
To see myself I must see you
I believe in me as I believe in you.
What I once knew
is now old news.
It's the simple truth.
-end-
by Bajá Marie
Thank you for your time and attention!

Passion Which Speaks Beyond Poetry:

I would like to take a minute to explain this week's blog entries...See...
  
My passion for expressing truth has evolved beyond poetry. Most call it the Holy Spirit, I call it simply remembering. Whatever we decide it takes a hold of me to the point where the pen can not depict it's meaning. And since I have no access to 24/7 surveillance I can't dance it because no one else would see it....See...

I'm an antennae for pure energy and energy is expressed best in color. My passion for expressing truth has evolved beyond lined pages and blue and black ink to a blind sight of colorful symphony - meaning simply I only see colors and I have to express it...See...

I don't know if you've figured this out by now. I'm a story teller. That's why I'm an artist. Everything I be, do and have comes with a story. And since my words are my wealth, sharing stories are good for my health, your wealth and the future. I value truth over all other things, because truth is the seed that blooms all positivity: love, healing, unity, community, purity, happiness, true-self, eternity, strength, flexibility, femininity, the list goes. It is my duty to express it so that human beings will receive it and human noids will download it...See...

I'm a weirdo, I'm Bajá Marie
And if you open your heart to me you'll see that these pictures are an extension of my poetry.
B. Cause my passion for truth speaks beyond symmetry to plant the seed (truth) in your reality.

I love you.

I Don't Have 20/20 but I see yo Weave:

My women
My women
Stop hiding your insecurities in synthetic ministries
of belief
See...

You don't need weave flowing down your back
just to comfort your knees?!?!
Just get off them PLEASE!!!
Wear your inner woman
See....

Don't put up a defense
while reading this
I'm not trying to be political
feminist-icle,
spiritual,
OR an individual
I'm an original
Mirroring your original
See...

I'm not saying we gotta go back to being primal
I AM saying we gotta go back to being natural
No don't look at my natural
look in the mirror,
dig your fingers in there
discover your natural.
See...

Allow me to check history
and I understand that time and time again
the inhabitants of MOTHER Earth
women have always outnumbered man
yet man is THE MAN
Because God is Man
So Man Can
But question:
Can God be a man when the womb is where life is created
and the womb lives in WO-man land
I can't stand
to see you abusing me
by pursuing this love for weave
instead a love for we
women are we-men
living to teach men
the reason
they are king
by living
as Queen
but you can't be queen without a crown
and where is it now
its drowned
DROWNED
by this noun: (weave)
See...

Weave please leave.
leave the premises
leave the scalps of my misses
Cuz I misses the way her ends curl
and her face twitches
when combing those nappy happy suns-of-bitches
But when tamed they are renamed
and flow
ever so beautifully
See...

So I come back to you
AND I'd like to ask you
What comes natural to you?
Do you even know?
Cuz God made you this Earth for you to show
To show you, you are Beautiful, powerful, mystical, and magical
everything IN nature mirrors
everything CONsumINg nature is against you.
See...

Don't get attached to these city streets
Don't embody the yellow and white lines in yo hair color high-lights
Don't let this concrete stick to your thick
like hair glue
Don't let these celebrities with their flamboyant weave and fake monies fool you
they aren't the true stars,
because they remain untrue to the stars....
See....

If it ain't natural
it aint YOU
So if you choke for cheese
to go broke on a new weave
every other month or maybe two weeks
I SCREAM: blasphemy QUEEN!!!
This ain't you before me
This ain't your true steez (steez meaning style)
Take off yo weave
Queen stay for a while
Walk on your wild side
Find the rainforest jungle inside
And REAL-ize
what God intended
when HE hoed and tended
his seed:
We-men (pronounced:women)

Take off your weave
Women

Take off your weave and SEE
see Your-self
Embrace Your flaws
And unlock Your-self
and release Your jaws
Your wealth?
Your wealth is in your head
Your wealth is your brain
Your wealth is not your Head-Game
that's insane!
See...

When I look in the mirror
I want to see me
instead of you seeing me
See natural beauties shouldn't be a rarity
So take the focus off your weave
and instead work on keeping your carpet clean
Cuz with a fro all you need is a pick and Afro Sheen
But for them pubics
See...
You need to listen carefully
Those require strict care you see
A combination of background checks,
tests, contracepts, and closed legs.

Your crowned jewel is not a net (a net being your vagina, see this metaphor I want you to get)
it is not your chest
Look up, chin up
Stop looking down
Take off the weave
and see the crown
See...

Your crowned jewel is right in front of you
it comes out of your mouth when you express your views and you smile
both emitting energy like sun rays
it shines from your eyes and the warmth of your embrace says everything is okay
it comes in when you listen with your heart
it comes out when he tastes you where your thighs part.
it blows the breeze in your sweet scent
because from the heavenly galaxy your seed was sent.
When you came, heaven wept
That's why it rains
You are more than what you know
More than what you show
but you'll never know
if you never know
So I write to provoke
Cuz while you sleep
I stay woke
While you weave your hair 
mine I stroke
yet we are reflections
and while you remain in distractions
I live in depression
cuz your reflection
is NOT my reflection
See I wept when
you came
cuz with these weaves you are not the same.

I write, I wept, I wait
For you to come back
and mirror me.
Come back and mirror me.
Be queen again
so the Earth can relive in balance.
I am not against you
doin you
that's why I'm doing you
cuz what what you do right now ain't true
and I am TRUTH
so I know you.
I don't have 20/20 but I do see you
And yo ass cracks, black knees, cleavage and weaves
Show me something more won't you please
Show YOU you are more won't please?!?!?
Please!
PLEASE!!!

By: Bajá Marie