A Surrealist's Solution...

   

The memories to this one I have none

The memories to this one I have none so I was retold this one

I was retold this one and told it had begun one on one

I was retold this one and told then it became two on two

I was retold this one and told then it became three on three

I was retold this one and told then it became four on four

I was retold this one and told then it became four on four then I one

Then I one ended up on the floor on all fours

On all fours because I was all for fighting four

The memories to this one I have none

The memories to this one I have none for all I know I was on all fours at four

The memories to this one I have none for all I know I was on all fours at five

At five I still had no memory of this one so I tried to add the four to the five

I tried to add the four to the five at six

At six I tried to add the four to the five as I found myself dressed to the nines

I found myself dressed to the nines as I tried to add the six to the four to the five

I tried to add the six to the four to the five to put together two and two

To put together two and two but I was surprised as I somehow surprisingly solved one and five

I somehow surprisingly solved one and five at seven

At seven I still had no memory of this one so I tried to times this time with the five

With the five I tried to times the one to the two to the two to the four to the six to the nine

To the nine I tried to times the six to the four to the two to the two to the one to the five

I tried to times the nine to the six to the four to the two to the two to the five to put together two and two

To put together two and two but I was surprised as I somehow surprisingly solved nine

I somehow surprisingly solved nine so I subtracted one

So I subtracted one as I anxiously ate I somehow surprisingly solved eight

As I anxiously ate I somehow surprisingly solved eight at eight

At eight I still had no memory of this one so I tried to divide this time with the nine

With the nine I tried to divide the eight to the one to the five to the two to the two to the four to the six

To the six I tried to divide the four to the two to the two to five to the one to the eight to the nine

I tried to divide the six to the four to the two to the two to the five to the one to the eight to the nine to put together two and two

To put together two and two but I was surprised as I somehow surprisingly solved five

I somehow surprisingly solved five at nine

At nine I still had no memory of this one so I tried to times the five to the nine

I tried to times the five to the nine but I was surprised as I somehow surprisingly solved four and five

I somehow surprisingly solved four and five at nine

At nine I somehow surprisingly solved the solution and put together two and two

Put together two and two finally realizing that my mind's memories would forever be lost in time

Public Service Apology...

Well as you have probably guessed from my last post that I have begun to write once again. As I still strongly believe that I still have things to share. I still also believe I still have issues to resolve within myself to offer myself resolution. This post is to publicly apologize for calling 'The Beast Within A Boy' my final post. After time away I have thought about my premature statement long and hard and I believe it was foolish of me to think my journey had ended. Its ironic that I named my last public service message 'Every Ending Brings Forth A New Beginning'. My latest post can act a new beginning, so in reality my journey has just begun...

Kindest Regards

Just Another Brother    

Cafe Jouissance...

I remember the day I woke up inside

Inside the café to the bittersweet sweet smell of decafe

I remember telling the waiting waitress inside the café

I remember telling the waiting waitress about the delightful decafe

The waiting waitress had caught my watchful eyes

The waiting waitress waited watchfully

The waiting waitress waited watchfully waiting

The waiting waitress waited watchfully waiting for the catch

In matter of fact there was a catch

Imagine that in matter of fact there was a catch

Imagine that in matter of fact there was a catch and it was a chat

We went at it

We went at it as we chatted

We went at it as we chatted and acted

We went at it as we chatted and acted at the counter

We chatted and acted at the counter but every chat up line she counter acted

Imagine that the counteraction led me to act so I acted

Imagine that the counteraction led me to act so I acted with action

I acted with action

I acted with action which led to a reaction

I acted with action which led to a reaction which was passion

Which was passion but at least I can now passionately say

I can now passionately say she now wakes up next to me

Wakes up next to me in a new reality

In a new reality with her thought finally free

Finally free from the café and bittersweet sweet smell of decafe

The Beast Within The Boy...

I had arrived

I had arrived back

I had arrived back in class

I had arrived back in class with a new task 

I had arrived back in class with a new task and new smarts

I had arrived back in class with a new task and new smarts and my thoughts

My thoughts

My thoughts had crawled through the dirt

My thoughts had crawled through the dirt and had been revived

My thoughts had crawled through the dirt and had been revived inside

My thoughts had crawled through the dirt and had been revived inside this mind

My thoughts had crawled through the dirt and had been revived inside this mind of mine

This mind of mine

This mind of mine had once given me sight

This mind of mine had once given me sight to realize

This mind of mine had once given me sight to realize I could reach new heights

This mind of mine had once given me sight to realize I could reach new heights and fly

This mind of mine had once given me sight to realize I could reach new heights and fly until my thoughts fell from the skies

My thoughts fell from the skies

My thoughts fell from the skies of this mind

My thoughts fell from the skies of this mind of mine

My thoughts fell from the skies of this mind of mine with the pride

My thoughts fell from the skies of this mind of mine with the pride of life

My thoughts fell from the skies of this mind of mine with the pride of life blaming my mind

Blaming my mind

Blaming my mind my thoughts

Blaming my mind my thoughts became enflamed

Blaming my mind my thoughts became enflamed with rage

Blaming my mind my thoughts became enflamed with rage as they travelled through the flames

Blaming my mind my thoughts became enflamed with rage as they travelled through the flames caged

Through the flames caged

Through the flames caged in a cage

Through the flames caged in a cage enraged

Through the flames caged in a cage enraged chained

Through the flames caged in a cage enraged chained in chains

Through the flames caged in a cage enraged chained in chains until they realised what they were gave

We realised what we were gave

We realised what we were gave were real eyes

We realised what we were gave were real eyes and a real lease of life

We realised what we were gave were real eyes and a real lease of life in order to realise

We realised what we were gave were real eyes and real life lease of life in order to realise what lies

We realised what we were gave were real eyes and real life lease of life in order to realise what lies in the boy’s great mind

But even we were left wondering whether or not the boy was within the beast or whether the beast was within the boy? 

Every Ending Bring's Forth A New Beginning...

Every ending brings forth a new beginning. I feel that I have come along way since the beginning with regards to my writing. I have been taken to places through my writing that I thought were never imaginable. I have to admit that its been a humbling experience for me which I hope can benefit from in my future life. I am confident that I have plenty more to give with my writing in the foreseeable future, as I still amazed with what written word in capable of. I class this first series of pieces as only the beginning but only fate knows where this will lead me to. On another note I am currently working on 'Besides The Banter' which is the long awaited follow up project to 'The Thoughts Of Just Another Brother'. This project will possibly be much bigger then this one, which I hope will not disappoint. This is all I can say at this present moment with regards to that but hopefully it should be up and running in no time. I have one last surprise before I go, I was told not to start something that I couldn't finish. This means I have one final post to long awaited first series which I hope will offer some form of resolution.

Just Another Brother

The Last Thoughts From Just Another Brother...

In loving memory to everyone that I have lost and everyone that I have gained...

Can I Just Live In A Society Without No Flaws, Its Just A Dystopia A Motherfucking Dystopia, Fuck The Minks And The Fine Ass Cars…

My Heart Has Bleed To Much, Who Do You Think Gave The World The Idea Behind Loubs?, I Once Bleed So Much I Stepped In My Own Blood, You Could Paint The Town Red If You Walked In My Shoes…

My Brain Works In The day, My Brain Works Overtime At Night, It Seems My Brain Has Two Jobs And Works Hard For A Chance Of A Better Life...

If God Forgives, Is He Really Capable Of Damning Your Soul Over Sin You Choose To Commit?...

You Can't Insult My Lyrical Intelligence, When I Finally Run Out Of Words, I'll Lock Myself Up For Lyrical Negligence, Lock Myself Up For Lyrical Negligence And Throw Away The Key, When I Run Out Of Words I'll Happily Die Out In Solitary...

I Told The Undertaker To Take Me Under, As I'm Grave Digging Into My Past, I Pray My Bones Shake When I Feel The Thunder...

Art Is Word, Word Is Art, Art Is A Mirror Image Of The World, I Can Sit And Reflect, But It’s Up To Me Where I Want To Draw The Line...

There Once Was A Chosen Two, There Was Once A Chosen One, I Rather Be Chosen Then Be A part Of The Chosen None...

Pre Mediated Calculations Ruin The Fun Of Life, Sometimes The Art Of Just Living Needs To Be Added To The Equation, I Got A C In Maths, But Sometimes In Between I Forgot To Be Me, I Got Some Calculations Wrong, Which I Dealt With In The Aftermath…

I Spend Time Thinking About The Legends At Night, I Spend Time At Night, Thinking About How I'm Gonna Become A Legend In My Own Right…

Sometimes I Imagine A World Where People Didn't Care About Image, It Don't Hurt Using Your Imagination Sometimes...

Coming Up From Basement With The Intention To Be An Addict Addicted To A Life Living In The Attic...

When The Zebra Died As He Crossed The Road, Nobody Cared, They Carried On Walking, As People In Society Don't Care About Stepping On Toes, They Stepped On The Zebras Toes As It Became A New Crossing In The Road…

The Blood In My Veins Feels Like Chains Because I'm Descended From Slaves, I’m Descended From Slaves Who Were Enslaved Out In Runaway Bay…

The Shepherds Tell The Sheep To Follow The Rest Of The Herd, But When Will The Sheep Get The Wool Out Their Eyes To Realize There's Only been One Shepherd On This Earth?

Ascension in Detention...

The definitive date when they were tried I can’t remember

I can’t remember but if I try to think back I’m sure it was last November

I’m sure it was last November but thinking back I truthfully can’t remember

I truthfully can’t remember so let’s propose when they were tried it was probably December

It was probably December but still after many tries all I can remember is the wintery weather

All I can remember is the wintery weather so I don’t honestly know whether it really was December

I don’t honestly know whether it really was December as I can only remember the wintery weather

I can only remember the wintery weather so for all I know it could even have been in September

It could even have been in September but as times gone by I can only try to remember

I can only try to remember but hopefully somehow I will remember how this event transpired on my timeline

This event transpired on my timeline but the first thing truthfully that I can remember

The first thing truthfully that I can remember was that I was just a supply supplying the schools supplied lines

I was just a supply supplying the schools supplied lines at the time

At the time I was supplying the schools supplied lines at the time when children choose to commit the crime

At the time when the children choose to commit the crime I was just a supply with supplied lines at the time

At the time of the crime I took my time to supply my lines

I took my time to supply my lines to stop myself from getting tongue tied

To stop myself from getting tongue tied I supplied my lines in my good time

In my good time I took my time to supply my lines after the children finished supplying their rhymes

After the children finished supplying their rhymes I took my time

I took my time to use my imagination to get myself in the right frame of mind

To get myself in the right frame of mind I used my imagination to imagine an image at the time

At the time I used the projected picture in my head and said fall in line

I said fall in line and the cut the curse words as I supplied them with lines

I supplied them with lines which they had to write right right into their home time

They had to write right right into their home time but at first they wouldn't write right

They wouldn't write right so I made them write line after line

They had to write right right into their home time but at first they wouldn't write right

They wouldn't write right so I made them rewrite rhyme after rhyme

They had to write right right into their home time but I remember reassuring them

I remember reassuring them if they write right they would be home in no time

They had to write right right into their home time but I remember reminding them

I remember reminding them if they don't write right they would be here until midnight

I remember reminding and reassuring about writing right

After I repeated the word midnight a couple of times they began to write right

They began to write right and they wrote their names on top of each page

They wrote their names on top of each page but I refrained from calling them by their given names

I refrained from calling them by their given names so I gave them a nickname

I gave them a nickname and nicknamed them The Wright Brothers

I nicknamed them The Wright Brothers as their pens began to take flight

Their pens began to take flight  but I honestly can’t remember how many times I had to repeat the word right

I had to repeat the word right but I know I repeated it so they could get their words right

I repeated it so they could get their words right because I wanted my righteous message accepted

I wanted my righteous message accepted so the boy’s minds could finally ascend to the heavens in detention

With my righteous message the boy’s minds finally ascended to the heavens in detention

 The boy's minds finally ascended to the heavens in detention

After ascending to the heavens in detention they arrived back in class with minds of men