A thought

Realizing thoughts
Must take place
Before creation
There's no haste
There is no time
Without thinking first
Nothing can be formed
Not anywhere on top of Earth
Putting that perspective
Asks the question
Who thought of you
Who taught that lesson
When you were young
Fo you remember
Thinking of your children
How long the winter
Who thought of you
Made your creation
Was it the same
That made stars a blazin
Burning gas
We call stars
What if the stars
Same as people are
Those who have passed
Maybe are not gone
They light our sky
All night long
Just to remind
Before creation
A thought is had
Before we make it

I Am

I am the soul of a legacy
I am the ascendant of a king
I am a witness to supremacy
I am the ascendant of a king
I am world inside world
I am small and infinite
I am the belief of believers
I am the thought of pure innocence
I am not young for I can remember
I am not the old for I am still limber
I am grateful this body breathes
I am a part of the tree, I am the leaves
I am the weak compared to my creator
I am that strong, I sign my name on paper
I am the the story that will last forever
I am the handprint from the past
I am the voice from the future
I am the breath after the stars crash

Slow Down

Don't wait, but don't haste either.
Savor the sense, feel the ether.
Slow down.

Look, and see everything. 
Speak and hear nothing.
Slow down.

Sit, the grass was made for you.
Stand, the air will play for you.
Slow down.

Nothing is infinite,  something is forever.
Forever is relative,  infinity else whatever.
Slow down.

Move too fast, miss so much.
Can't go back, w.t.f?
Slow down.

Lose your mind, find your soul.
Find your soul, there's a hole in it.
Slow down.

Anonymous Thoughts

Free

You are free.
You are in the right time, have the right degree.
You have to look and then you will see.
You are, you are free.

You are it now.
You, the it factor, you, the wow.
You have all the ingredients to make others bow.
You are, you are now.

You do belong.
God put you here, HE knew you were as strong.
You feel it don't now dont you? Go ahead go, go on.
You do, you belong.

IT's Time

Who am I
what kind a nigga like that
when the sun outside
I wish the sky turn black
I hope the world get better
as my health gets worse
I dream about millions
while Im ridin in a hearse
Like the devil Im cursed
But  God gave me this gift
Breathing pain since birth
Aint too much that I can lift
physically,
 but mentally a nigga weak
I keep thinking its gone work
then I fall below my feet
praying someone save me
cause Im drowning in my sins
trying hard to change me
Im even frowning when I win
in the end we all perish
still a nigga still embarrassed
to do what he really feel
even if its doing nothing
but something got to give
that mean something got to take
as long as a nigga living
can he ever be fake
cause fake is something that don’t exist
make a list
get mad at the world
nigga make a fist
punch wall hit it hard
watch the blood run
keep your faith till the return
cause here His Kingdom come
whats the purpose
whats the focus
whats the end result
off into space to the stars do I catapult?
or do I fall deep down where bad souls lay
will I feel the heat a hundred trillion times the sun rays
do you picture Richard doing good for your grace
or am I a living example just another soul displaced
be a blessing what they stressing
but Im stressing for a helping
still confused about the lesson
about to grab this loaded weapon
and kill all my thoughts
seem like they hinder
don’t know my own my momma voice
nigga do you not remember
heart hard like a cinder block
so I barely let the love out
and even a smaller amount in
and that’s a damn shame
look what Im passing to my children
see dad good but only to circumstance
at a very early age graduated to a man
and still a kid inside
just waiting for both ends to collide
then what
if it was 50 years ago
would I be chillin at the end of a rope
cause now the rope virtual
you don’t just get killed now
they get you in yo pockets
how the hell you sposed to live now
and you caint die yet
you gotta suffer
seeing life through my eyes 

aint this a muthafucker

-anonymous thoughts

HE watches, I choose, HE chooses...

The things I choose,
The things I chose.
Gives me happiness,
Has given me woes.
Has made me friends,
Has made me foes,
The things I choose,
The things I chose.

The things I choose,
The things I chose.
I have sunk down,
And up I rose.
I guess, I know,
That's how life goes.
The things I choose,
The things I chose.

The things I choose, the things I chose.
Since I was born, this I did so.
I chose to breathe, I chose to grow,
I chose to read, I chose to know.
I chose to stop, I chose to go,
I chose to hide, I chose to show.
I chose to speak up, and then say no.
I chose to open my mind and then say oh!
I chose something stupid and then say doh!
I chose to be more than the average joe.
I chose to seek, I chose to find,
I chose to sleep, I chose my mind.
I chose my strength is second in line,
I chose to see when once I was blind.
I chose to cry, I chose to crawl,
I chose to try, I chose football.
I chose to stand on my own ten toes.....
The things I choose, the things I chose.

Anonymous Thoughts - RL Peterson

A Journey

when does a journey begin?

is it with the first heartbeat?

is it with the first thought?

or the first movement of feet?

is it the view of second base?

or knowing you are second best?
is it the second you feel grace?

or your second to last breath?
is it when you step into third grade?
or fail for the third time?
or the third time you get paid?
is the third time a charm a big lie?
when does a journey begin?
was is the beginning of time?
what happened inbetween?
how did I forget, the biggest essence of me?
when will I remember?
when will I become awake?
For All Thoughts Everywhere...is that the acronym of fate?
Why is there a gate?
Why have I seperated?
Why take this journey?
When I no doubt in my mind hate it?
Why ask all these questions?
Why can't I ask answers?
Why is everything backwards?
What is the matter is the question?
Is whats the matter is the answer?
Someone once asked me...when does the journey end?
From where I'm standing, the journey ends when it begins...

Anonymous Thoughts - RL Peterson