Thursday, October 27, 2011

You Know Who You Are


9 of Wands - Away
Knight of Wands- Facing Me
Death - Away
Ace of Swords - Away
Temperance - Away

The rain falls and it falls and so is your confidence on this man who is sure of himself. He seems to know all the answers and offers so many ideas for you to stay. This man, the traveler, the knight dressed up is sure of himself. But, are you sure of yourself? Is your path his path? Is your journey whether spiritual, financial, and physical is coinciding with what he is looking for to. So much hope and you lost yours.. Somewhere without your control, there will be change from the inside out. Here you are dry, parched because of this lack of support of who you really are inside. He has hold of his journey and maybe its time to get off the horse and start your own.. Your tired and without direction.

Tower - Away

There will be change and it will be out of your control. The heavens are opened up for you. Don't worry about what other people think. They see it.. But you must move on.

Nine of Swords - Facing me
Knave of Wands - Away

There is no rest for you. Self denial and avoidance of this issue will only prolong the desperation of release.

I felt this in my heart to continue to read, seeking resolution, an answer. Most of the time people already know the answer.

With love,
The Art Buddha

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

What The Card Say




1. Facing away: Knight of Swords.
2. Facing me: 10 of Wands
3. Facing me: Knight of Pentacles
4: Facing me: The Tower...

Felt discouraged lately. Every argument raised seems pointless. As I try to change the minds of the world, the more they retract. They don't understand that I can see the truth from a million miles away. I will never be a part of their world. Maybe because, I need to start to focus on the people that would accept me as I am. People want to cause harm, and I retract, get defensive and even possibly create arguments. Jobs are not easy to get as used to be, maybe because I have so many things to do in such a short time. I love life and I feel that I have so much to offer. Then why not complete something? What is holding me back when I know success is at the door. I think I need to let go of the past and focus on the future. My life now is not about love, its about personal happiness and me moving forward and accept the rewards of respect and honor that I have gained through my work. I take pride and I uphold myself with great integrity.. I personally believe that quality is important in all that we do. If we don't produce quality then we haven't really put our all in it. I take pride in quality. But something is out there even more important that the vain stuff on this earth. work for what? Quality for what? Money for what? It will all pass away. I see myself being a servant to so many people, pushing a society and culture up into the sky, and across the sea like moses did. Of course not physically and logically, but through inspiration, experience, knowledge of the spiritual things, I can take people higher than the mundane. Why do I feel confident and secure? I don't know. I am Mayan, I am a seeker, I am natural and good. Seek and you shall find. Even though I raise questions and break rules, and laws, raised by ancestors, I feel more free than ever.

My cards 10/12/2011

Saturday, October 8, 2011

With U



Coming home Mr. Klimdt
gold colored memories
fair skin and all the vanities
upside down rainbows
as death hovers down
into the horizon
bones and all - around
the trickled dark blue view
nothing makes sense
but I feel true with you.

Hello Mrs. Picasso
your eyes are here and there
a reflection of my stare
red then black then bronze
my song is dear to the lost
guitars and all - around
vibration color from brazen lips
alleyways and tunnels
I will take this long trip.

With you..

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Battle Cry



Money begets tar
So how far?
Got the keys you think?
But check your pocket.
Did you hear a Ca-chink?
But like The King did,
Punish the servant who put the keys in the ground
Thinking you saving your fortune for another round
You hid your treasure for a race
and but all the others were hungry too
hungry for that warm embrace
The grays became purple
killing Marie Antoinette
No better than Hitler
What you got is what you get..
Racial Conscience feed fear and depression
Here to tell a new story of resurrection
Poetry En Motion and CREATE DESTROY
The Highway and Steel Tracks in the sky
On a top open mission to deploy
Night Hawk Lips and Battle Tank Minds

Monday, October 3, 2011

Son, Where You At?



Digging deep into my brick roots
stop and one way signs
rule the town
with high crimes
No red light to protect
the innocent
You got the power behind the gun?
I got power behind the Son
I got power behind the Art
The Molder and Creator
Lift my soul up for all the haters
To shine above the rest
No need to fight no more
I won this war
My mind elevated, escalated
humbled by the experience with the Almighty
there is no more fear in me.
Shoot me with arrows and bullets
Deny me the passage, no need to be kind.
Other doors will open and you will be left behind!

It's not where you've been..
It's where your at!

RISE!!!



Sifting my fingers through the clouds
to let the sun shine through
In the black to long?
where do you belong?
son?.. daughter?..
thirst for the living water
Only some can quench
need to be relieved?
your mind got you diseased.
red daisies fill your skull, capacities
out into the eyes
then over your lids
pressure crack skull
making you feel void and null
red daisies out on to your lips
jewels bedazzle on your ear lobes
Cinco De Mayo
Your not the same anymore
Life turned you into dead art.
But I say. "LOVE" "LIVE" "RISE"
no more lies in your head.
no more walking amongst the dead.
"RISE!!!"

Like an eagle flying into the light
that I made through art,
sifting my fingers through the clouds
to let the sun shine upon you.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Remembered When




I remembered when
Child streaming laughter on repeat
playground spots full of tots
and parking lots
snow ball, and ice tunnels
momma and the mystery date
couldn't wait to see her happy..
sigh :/
river tears behind open doors
daddy sportin his caddy
crayons and markers
buildings and ships
architect youth
gunshots and wounds

I remember when....

Fake gold and frogs leaping
teeth as the pencil sharpener
cleaning dishes with my nails
healed a pigeon and saw it fly
out from the porch into the blue sky
16 stories high
transformers and sci-fi
I lied to her.. :)

Kid games till I die..

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Who Is Fellapanik?



Mystery unique
looks like an average guy to me
but he got somethin
strange goin on in his closet
sounds comin through walls
design runnin from his mental faucet
visions of dreams
through the techno things
So much I can't comprehend
but the beauty is definitely within.

Why he hustle to express
capitalism don't rule the brain meat
I think cuz of this
makes people ponder and take a seat

Fellapanik

is walking art
is a language spoken
was dream come to realization
is an escape from the underground upside down
is indigenous no matter the tools he uses
has wings and will take you there.