The Conundrum of Insouciance Adoration

Today I have decided to forgive you

A wise man once said

"With unity, we can do great things"

"Important things"

Does this mean 

Holding the title of President of the United States

Does this mean

Being first in line for a lifesaving vaccine

Does this mean 

Being gainfully employed with guaranteed income during a pandemic

That is unity I can ask for 

But as is I have three strikes with my head held low

Without incitement of violence or venomous speech

I am simply seeking higher enlightenment

For a man who has the promise to work for the betterment of all Americans

Is an application for employment

The extension of a helping hand to be reciprocated

Or a serious waste of communication from the supremely unqualified

A wise woman once said

"Equality can't wait"

Does this include access to a luxurious life

Does this mean everyone's ideas now have equal value

Does everyone's ideas have the right to mass consumption and validation

Whose equality is the fight for

We all do not have the option to decline eviction moratoriums

Where one room in a small house is all afforded to you

Where government assistance to survive month to month is required

Where all you hear from leadership is

What we have now, we will try and get it to you later  

My life is in crisis

I need money

I need help

I need security 

Those are not provided to me though

So this truly better world that is only on the cusp

Is usually past tense for the speaker

And future tense for the supportive audience

I wish I could be granted freedom with such supernatural satiety

I forgive you for you know not what you do

Resuscitation Of...

With proverbial brush in hand

Stranded are an array of colors in palette

Artistic strokes are not my type

As the secret ballot is cast to create a better picture

My vision is blinded by my own literature

If my last words of any memorable context

Were to shun the ills of a perverse society in text

I recant the opportunity of allowing it the reverberate permanently sans interference

So the reappearance of brighter allusion

Enables a newer sense of confusion

Without the help of prediction or military clocks

A fresher perspective reveals

Blended lights mixed effortlessly with the subtle shade

Simple symmetry of imagery creates an epiphany that

The gamble of whether dawn or dusk is approaching

Was yet to be paid

Its just nature at its finest

Encased in utter captivity at its shiest

If what was will forever be

Then the only way forward is

Momentum

 

Systemic Dissensus

Can you hear the laughter 

Can you see the smiles

The high fives, handshakes, cheers and celebrations

The world’s constant joke is Obioku loses again

Continue to follow and replay the past

I will have nothing to add

Promise

I get it

Why don’t I just cry 

Why don’t I just quit

Why don’t I just... 

Let’s not cause alarm 

It’s entertainment for the audience 

Let’s not bring more attention to a failed system

Demoralized and beaten 

To raise the hand of new champion

The best I could ever ask for is more humiliation

Keep talking about the similarities 

Keep focus on the context

Keep drawing the parallels

This is the new society

New America and new world

Phones tapped

Watched at all times

Reality tv enjoys the suffering

People love the pain

Revel in the degradation 

Well if that’s true

I don’t want it

Rumination of Supremacy

As practice is to make efforts perfect

Inactivity must also have inherent errors

Since suppressive thoughts 

Have to be expressed to more than mirrors

Constantly promoting the positive sense of self

Can have a bit of desperation

But the tiniest semblance of doubt

Will be endlessly magistrated as necessary to hear

Confused moments can be offered silence to bide time

Because it is better than conveyance of weakness

So here is a statement of eliteness

I will surpass most and am meritorious of more

Soon to spread my metaphorical wings and soar

Upon some of the highest heights ever

Clever, yes but 

How many interpret

How many will support

How many will condemn

The message alone cannot bless

Till the word becomes flesh

So scientifically 

There will also be 

The associated hue and sex

Whether in my favor or not

This is not easy to spot

Even loving all, humanely not romantically

In deference to commonality and equality

Does not require preference

As the inverse assuredly does

Cause I like those who love me

Easily an absolute max in terms of attractive qualities

So let this begin 

The creme de la creme 

With significant and eventful times of my approaching enriched life

As I may meet all the needs to support a happy and very fortunate wife

Directed Towards Acceptance

Finally experiencing positive momentum but it is not in the direction I intended.  A tumultuous question is presented at the crossroads. Though it is not what I prayed for, is it honorable to still be optimistic?  As a religious man, I ask myself is this God’s intervention to stimulate rectitude and correct my course to a better righteous path with a more promising ending.  Were my previous wishes to become a high ranking executive with immense wealth and awards too early, too insulting and lofty enough to require some humbling? Or is it that I was not braggadocious to overstate and inflate accomplishments and responsibilities to incite the need for advancement? Saddened by falling short of what I felt was truly possible to pursue dreams but hopeful that the newly opened door can help me sustain myself.  The pursuit of the historical forever becomes the ability of making it to the next 24 hours living check to check.  I am upset yet trying to recalibrate in finding the nowness of proper perspective.  As the meek is to inherit the earth so shall the arrogant receive all they claim to be is theirs.  The boastful is more appropriate for this world because the understated leaves too much of its entirety in limbo as assumptions may not be worth the research to know more than what is provided directly.  So the moral of the story of this brief entry is to try to tell all and tell more than necessary proudly, loudly and boldly because whatever is not mentioned is transformed to the fraternal emptiness of everlasting nothing due to only be taken for granted. 

The Neoteric Exalter

Indirect ancestral subjugation

Is eased with recess of temporal liberation

As an answer to the numerous aeolian calls for justice

Resulting in an indirect response to quell those incensed

Juxtaposed in a false dichotomy

Not the aroma the angry

Pick your own poison

As the sacrifice is not supportive

You can help by carrying on a legacy 

Or continuing a mission

Fight to avenge the fallen 

Or never become the next example

Hurting the system hurts the people

Taking pride in the stacking of the dearly departed

Making renditions seem taller 

Finally over the imposed barriers

Created by your own conceited oppressors

The Question: Free since 1863 or still to be determined

Lissome

Is it more offensive to ask whether my life matters now

Or dying to be symbolic of a cause

In my failed attempt to understand society

I suppose black owned has its definitive flaws

The drunken man’s goal to sobriety

Is more liquor

Teasing the only way to correct the system is to recreate it

Do what was done to you for your own

Growth in a horrific cycle

Monuments built on the foundations of false idols

Let me live my best life with less strife

I don’t have the energy 

To accept loss and celebrate the victory

Where Are We Now?

Ladies and Gentlemen of the world, where are we now? The continued and seemingly endless fight against police brutality and racial injustice has seen the latest rash of incidents cause mass outrage and hysteria. Why? Is this the ultimate breaking point to which there are calls for martial law and war declared in the streets. I sincerely hope not. Really. Is this the stage where the violated turn the other cheek and remain civil as the long arm of the law runs its course. I do not believe this is the solution either. So again with the question and apparent theme, where are we now? I remember when I first heard the term, “F the police”. At that time, it was a symbol of anger for constant harassment in the urban neighborhoods. Police would patrol communities and just scatter large groups wherever they were found. The response to that was less cooperation. The problem with that is innocence was destroyed. People protected their own by not talking to authorities or providing false statements to deter arrests. In the ripen time of gangs, the average outsider could not tell banger from student from drug dealer. The community mocked law enforcement with cars and homes an honest salary would never be able to afford with the definitions of masculinity and coolness falling to them as well. Wow. Again the innocence is lost as we begin to root for the bad guy. It is the forbidden love affair with dark temptation as the rewards of crime become glaringly irresistible. Its all fun and games while we witness the evolution. I remember when there was understandable national outrage and intrigue after a man was beaten by four police officers while being recorded on camera. People were shocked and disgusted as we saw what we thought were the heights of injustice. The epitome of excessive force and brutality were right in front of our eyes. The complaints were heard but this was different. Attacks and violence by uniformed officers were a breaking point. The response of looting and rioting rang out in the streets. People vandalized stores and stole property because they were upset. They were very very mad about what happened to another individual, one of their own, so a price must be paid. What is that price though? Is it the venting of frustration or the means toward a solution for the assaulted party? I think it is much closer to the former but that might only be my opinion. What happens next? More daily disrespect between cops and civilians. Epithets like pig and thug were exchanged at every encounter. People gain just enough leeway to feel they were never in the wrong when confronted by police. It didn’t matter what the speedometer shows, there was not a reason to be stopped when traveling to and fro. Officers loss so much credibility as you can not tell who were the bad guys and who were the good guys anymore. Past violations lead to more reasons to challenge the penalty and resist being taken into custody. Confront the law with your words was the choice on most occasions. Instead of calling the police, more people handled their own issues as fist fights and gunshots were more reliable means of justice to some and celebrated by few. Bad choices or the results of earlier actions that feel compelled to always display the clear separation. That separation was an area of mass incarceration as the law and how it applies to us was being transformed as a retort to the insecurities of all persons involved. Bottom line is it got worse. We heard the cries of how it was only a small amount of drugs, racial profiling and overcharging for misdemeanors but it was hedging on the start of almost zero tolerance policies. The shift showed that law enforcement would have judges and juries assisting if the lines were actually drawn to pick sides. In bold letters, the message was delivered that you could not be a minority and make any mistakes. The era of minorities becoming wealthy through sports, music and movies earning powerful voices that rivaled those of civil rights activists gone by was here. And while they were able to give middle incomes families tons of enjoyment through their battles and accomplishments, it did not stop the injustice or brutality. It continued and when we said stop, it happened more. When we said enough, it happened more. It almost became two groups. Those that glorify criminal behavior and those that oppose but when the glorifiers began to play Robin Hood giving back to the poor, we saw the opposers ready and willingly to play the ever popular bad guy more and more. Again where are we now? Everyone has camera phones now and the first reaction is to pull it out and record as soon as police show up to the scene. At any given moment, every video streaming service is filled with evidence from any town in America with the most recent story that you must see and be aware of. Someone says show leniency and another shouts let me do my job. Sometimes officers are trying to clear a scene making sure there are not more threats while people shout the person they are apprehending did nothing wrong and does not deserve whatever is happening. Its mass confusion that leads to mass panic for an eruption of chaos in short. We say all lives matter and all lives are precious but only fight for a select few, only support a select few, only riot and loot for a select few. If it were any other person who lost their life in the same manner, how many would be ready with the hats, t-shirts and hoodies to wear during the marches? How many would be ready to bash in store windows and burn or bomb buildings to say this man was meaningful in our lives? Yes it was wrong that someone died but the retribution should not be in destroying Target or Gucci. They say two wrongs do not make a right so why act in the same way that we felt was so egregious only seconds earlier. We are not talking an eye for an eye or a tooth for a tooth, we are talking about years of frustration on both sides where provoked vindication does not overlap. This loss would seemingly hurt with a greater pain than many others. That is sad as well. This is not to condemn those mourning. In fact I pray for the family and friends of Mr. Floyd. The officers were fired and the one directly responsible will eventually face trial. More maybe if the charges are filed. But do we want more? Do we compare incidents like this to those of harsher crimes and decree more death for those accused of crimes or remain steadfast that this is wrongful death and should happen to no one? Where are we now? Is it harder to be a law abiding citizen or live the lives where it is all good? 

Loss For Words Love

How do I say Im hurt

Without another feeling the same

Empathy is to shared 

As history is to same

At least my history

Reciprocation ere appreciation

Commons theme running through

Adult body holds childlike emotions 

Leaves the nose wide open

Smelling the sweet aroma

In the forest amongst the trees

I finally see 

With seeds actually sown

The roots do not match the bloom

Do not anticipate foliage

Live the life

And breathe the breaths

The dance steps are only a guide

For the music as it plays

More silence must be the cure

I guess the sexiness and attraction

Cannot always be fairly mutual

The lust dissipates to suggest repulse, disgust

Little boy grow up

Take 1 embrace with 1 conversation

Say no more

For The Ponderousness Of Numismatics

In the midst of the global pandemic

Possibly prevented by common hygienics

Creates a tantamount breeding ground of the inverse

Naysaying carriers

Mixed with false-positive worriers
Potency
It stirs officials and experts to produce new demographics
Labeled as infected, non-infected and once infected
Just three terms for the world at large

The vulnerable and the shielded crossed
The ignorant and the informed collided with this
I could lose this site
That's really sad
I could lose my life
That's really sad too
I could lose my wife
That's really sad that I haven't earned one yet
Sidenote ~ So many females and seemingly none for me
Proceed
As the maturing manifesto
Has its crescendo's arch bending up high 'pon skies
A grand shadow is cast on all below
And I have to discover away
To face the next day
Sunrays immersed in the credo that all will be better eventually
It cannot always possess this density
Intensely fearing its presence while feeling the impact
In a message that's loud and clear
Money is the root of all necessity
Once martyred to live/die by thyne word
Are these now past or present
Which holds more credit

Poignant

Superheroes, Romance and the like
The simplest smile can happen for a myriad of complex reasons
If only the scenery could change with a very good pre-season
Waiting to revive yesterday
Never allowed me to witness tomorrow
Albeit this value was yet to be determined

YouVersion Bible App Prayer

Dear God,

I need help...

Finding my proper place in the world. I have begged to become a productive member of active society to gain respect, admiration and wealth for myself but those thoughts have fallen upon deaf and sometimes taunting ears or eyes. I am still learning the best ways to pray and live the best life secured for me by God through Christ. I need help with my website ObiokusThoughts.com gaining more dedicated visitors to generate income. I need help with gaining employment with an organization who believes my talents are valuable. I need help reaching each achievement of my Dream List. I need help restoring my health and fitness to above average levels. I need help with God letting me know my prayers are worthy of being answered and fulfilled. Lastly please help me to be the ultimate version of Obioku Obotette that I have ever dreamt or imagined possible. Thank you very much for the opportunity as always and know that I love you forever. In Jesus name I say, Amen.

Contemplating The Declining Negativity

Sorry for the overall delay.  Currently I am in Georgia looking for work again.  I originally wanted this vessel to become my main source of income but it never matured towards fulfillment probably due to the amateurish approach I still have.  Ideally just placing this on the site should generate excitement and more visitors for the new entry. Financial support and word-of-mouth marketing were always my vision for natural growth. However the reality is that I have fallen flat or short for four years. People are reading or becoming aware of the site but each year I am looking for an employer to help me survive. The most recent result was severe depression, change in physical appearance and weight gain. Might be getting bad folks. I wanted to create more love for myself in the world, however I may be wrong about that assumption as well. The next direction will be more poetry to promote critical thinking and more prose as a change of pace to deliver status and emotion. The only problem is I am the only one who believes that should not lead in the unemployment office to explain how my ideas don’t work. Long story short is how could I make it better. If I were to tell everyone in my immediate vicinity to help me make money and expect nothing in return, who would willingly be for that? If I were to select certain people and split the profits, would I really be in a situation that I could enjoy more knowing that no one likes what I am writing but they respond to their close friends asking them to support? I want to build relationships and be the center of this in every aspect but the feasibility of that research was not found to be enabling. I am hurt but not broken. Stumbling yet standing. In the words of a former teacher, “A setback is only a setup for a comeback”. When I first heard that I thought it was brilliant. I hold it in a similar context now but I wish I had the momentum to only propel forward without any glitch or hesitation to hinder the ultimate progress. By this time I envisioned homes, cars and vacations. An avid Republican supporter who shakes hands with President Trump as we define greatness. To this day these are only things I can witness from afar. Way away from the dreams and the goals are tears and scars. Substitute smiles for pain and pride for shame and you have Obioku in the moment. The man of tomorrow may not be the man of today but he is present through the transition with the passage of time might be the summation of it all.

Terminus Beacon

Peerless is a partial pseudonym

For saintly beings with a higher purpose from the beginning

Trapped with the idiom of a middle passage

And a predetermined fate documented for the masses

Is a questionable advantage or understood disadvantage

Depending on the hidden handshake amongst bereft parties

Where fair play has an allowance of tardy

Attendance 

Where the witness and participant have equal value

Equality for having your voice hold its own weight

Equality for the experience of the moment

The price is always right - To debate

As the crossed angel meets the wretched mistake

Like the cognomen is to the given name

There is a precedent that precedes

Detectable homonyms accompanied with closing explanations

Baby steps of etymology

Transform into full formed babel

Inconceivable begins an unavoidable end

Afresh over and over

Sedulous Brevity

Serenity without the aspect of peace and positivity

Aligns with my demeanor of this moment

Hopeful that a upward trend can be instantiated

While addlepated because Im missing what I really wanted

Haunted by a past overstuffed with sadness and painful memories

Devoid of the possibility to reconnect with source of sympathy

Another new beginning still has a rocky start

Full stomach laced at close quarters is an empty heart

Foolish words from a smart mouth

Finds the cross section of anonymity

Returns of divinity as a sense of serenity

Godliness found in just being lonely

The phony homey

Produces the momentous stretch of real fears

All that is near is not as it seems

I confess my world lacks perfection

The palimpsest of my life 

Assumes its own resolution

Before I discovered the plot

My desire to make it better

Does not meet the inspiration of oft encountered depression

Lessons learned again and again

Continues to transgress into the negative spin

Getting The Better Of... Balance

With words of appreciation and remorse

I humbled myself before thee

Some may say accordingly

And there is no glory of playing second string

But it was part of the thing

The fear of a pinnacle being lost 

Erases a pivotal cost

The injured, miserable and detached 

Has another life

Tap, Tap, Knock

The egg is beginning to hatch

A man of honor is a man of honor

Independent of uniform or skin color

If we were only to look forward from today

I support your cause

Can you say the same

I accept your word

Can you say the same

Let us not just contribute 

Let us begin to actually take the reigns 

And lead towards the next goal

Yes, the honest moment must admit

The brightest sun allows closed minds to see red

Open up to embrace a scarred and beautiful America
Absent are the accusations of espionage
In addition to the calls of conspiracy
Leaves heresy held in contempt
By the steady hand of leadership
But what does it mean to continually challenge the throne
Democracy
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
Autocracy
Attention please
Me, I will just put pen to pad for everyone to see

Candid support as I campaign for a little more

Helping me in my greatest achievement

Can earn eternal gratitude

With added sentiment

Because all is fair in love and war

The mirror pays the most expensive price of familiarity

I know this person

We have the same goals and ambitions

Opposition is an epic clash

Cooperation is a plentiful friendship

So whats this

I will let you decide

I had my time

I played my hand

To watch the world turn

Watch the earth burn

Its cliche to notice that ruins must be ruined

For the new buildings to be built

Stunning sculptures and skyscrapers at their highest possible peak

An Original Thought

I never knew who you were

You never knew what I meant

And still we see 
Look at the past without relent

Time spent is a causality

Of camaraderie

Prayers to the invisible man

Bring questions to a stable mentality

A formality at this point

With reasonable cause

As all laws, flaws and cost 

Pay tribute to inferiority

Sobriety or Seniority

Embraces the stage

With the brightest lights

As the best spot to …

I don’t know what im saying

Again theres no relaying

I can’t past the baton 

To begin the final leg

Well not can’t but won’t

Why

I don’t know what im doing

Pursuant and telegraphic are words 

Once heard from peers 

When life meant we were happy

Now the meaning is …

I don’t know where I’m at

I thought the book was closed

Eight Seven

I called the chapter done

One Three

Yet and still I revived another one

For more than me and more than I can see

But who will care as the end is near

There is always more life to discuss

Forgotten Symbolism of Competition

The attempt to revolutionize a career with new communication

Was met with interpretive noise and ruination

Sadly it was predictable

Even by a lesser individual

So what should that mean for me

Smitten with a conniption 

Of lost or not earned wages

Allows for the attrition of whats written

To decompose in stages

How do you keep going when the immediate return is

Nothing

Something positive has to restore the feeling of accomplishment

As both feet are firmly affixed to the ground

The blissful heights are nowhere to be found

Prayers for a winning lotto ticket 

Mixed with copious applications to employers

Let me know a fiance and lawyer would have been a better route

Candle lit dinners are replaced with sipping dark stout

How do you ascend to your dreams that are too big to attain

Worse pain 

Loss of mind or broken heart

Repeat the same task expecting a different result or start anew

Collapse to your knees and pray or seek the comfort of a neighbor too

Sometimes the favor is to do no favors

Labor the turmoil of hard work

With a tear in the eye and lecturous smirk

Its all in the inevitable works

As the cogs turn and plates shift

Can we move forward without mischief

Can we generate a better atmosphere to live

Can Obioku be the bigger and better man

Can he knows what it is like to have the winners seat

Cut

Lather rinse repeat

The appearance of what we already knew

Stares you in the face once again

I am what I am

But what is that to you

Low-End Sanctity

Lonely, lonely, lonely

And lost to the world

Phony. phony, phony

With less care to give

The new paradigm has shifted to a more surreal cause

As the mistake to not participate ripples all flaws

I am no longer the judge of circumstance

But the misgiver of wrongful entrance

Once foretold a man cannot live on his word alone

However each statement builds a new home

Turmoil is the result of plans not finished

As disappointment reigns for those awaiting the end of the line

One must adhere to the crowd to the sublime income

For in my own light I have not seen the shine

The earth's view is not mine alone

Broken and shattered in a tireless fight

Wishing for another moment to make it right

But the interval is always fleeting and does not generate response

Miracles introspectively reveal the inevitable failure to launch

These words are nothing

These thoughts are even less

A cruel fate is the only thing left to test

Will a hero arise to spark a sense of renewal

Or will the dark spiral continue to engulf 

The predictable conclusion is one of illusion

If you can believe in things that are not true

So what am I to do from here forth

Live a life of God's approval

Only I have no idea how long it can last

Showing plans for a laugh

Causes tears for a presenter

Heaven and hell has paths to enter

Things I Would Like To Happen Soon

For all those who believe in speaking ideas into existence and prayer in the universe will return to a person.  I simply want to write a list of just some of the tasks I want to begin to accomplish before the end of the year.  Any help would be truly appreciated. See Dream List Page Link also.


1. Be wealthy - Have my business become profitable
2. Bring more awareness to myself and my website - Receive infallible positive recognition worldwide and begin to share my thoughts in person with those whom value what they found there
3. Have meaningful relationships with female companions
4. Gain long term employment - Be hired by a prestigious corporation or the United States Government
5. Win national/worldwide endorsements deals with companies
6. Earn the status of a prominent figure in society - Get accepted by the media, political community, religious community, wealthy high society, charitable organizations, law enforcement, all races, all ages and all genders alike
7. Create new energy, new spirit, and new sense of self in the world
8. Get consideration for awards like Congressional Gold Medal, Presidential Medal of Freedom, Nobel Prize for both Peace and Literature, and Time Person of the Year
9. Help others enjoy their life and those around them more
10. Be happy with myself and who I am

Inquisitive Vanity

Reaching for new life
Through a means which is not that familiar
Surreal
Handshakes only begin the new deal
Smiles with head nodes are confirmation
Wishing for each first impression to be impressive
Might be incoherent rhetoric
The celibacy of further interaction
Leads to questionable assumptive conclusions
Illusions of the suspicious mind
Consume more than enough time
To rhyme
On that part
And sigh
Away from the keyboard
Lord
If I were to ask for a revelatory sign
Will you answer or ignore
And how am I to be sure
Renew anew to knew
Just observe

Previsional Efficacy of the Infinite Mind

Sitting in meditation
Eyes closed
Prayer hands in formation
Seeking forgiveness and the benefit of the doubt
Rarely granted to creatures like myself
Resisting tension stout
Whats this all about
Your guess is as good as mine
Line by line is borrowed time
Intersected as the common thread
Which binds us all to be better beings
With faith placed in beings not seen
The essence seems evanescent
Though we consisently participate in the silent act
An abstract derivative connects to virtues of the youth
Committed into adulthood as proof
There is something greater than all of us
Stand tall and rejoice
Tears stream from my eyes
Head tilted towards the sky
Praise the heavens with your voice
Thank God
Thank God
Thank God