Alter Ego

Could someone pretty please, tell me if I'm a sap or just naive, isn't there good within us all, or eventually does every angel fall, can one person really change the world, overcome extreme obstacles and hurdle, inspiring others to realize, anyone can make a difference if he or she tries, what happened to evolving towards a greater good, am I alien therefore feared and misunderstood, selflessness and helping others gives me chills, I'm empathetic to all emotions from anger to sadness or boredom to thrills, if I could suffer to save another an ounce of pain, or open egocentrics and narcissists up from being vain, I totally and absolutely would, but I believe everybody should, there's got to be hope for a, utopia, otherwise the devil wins, 2012 and the end of days begins, if life is a blank slate, we truly have free will and can semi change our own fate, only when the righteous give up, on the power of faith and love, but most importantly themselves, get caught up in excuses and their own personal hells, overwhelmed by the trials and tribulations, instead of breaking boundaries and achieving revelations, will it be the downfall of humanity, when history becomes vulgar or a profanity, where are the Platos Anne Franks Milks Tupacs and MLKs, that stand up to speak out taking hold of the reigns, pass the baton to me, if no one else will take the lead, I don't consider myself that brave or strong, but hopefully I can create movement through my words in a poem or song, I don't mind being used as the askew ruse and society's thorn, being gay isn't a choice or wrong, perhaps I'm just another false prophet, spewing twisted truths reason and logic, cuz like the internet there's nothing anybody can do to stop it, it's persistent and obnoxious, time I gave control to my alter ego Joe Conscious!

Peace and 1,

JC

5/3/10

A Better Tomorrow

I'd like to start a conscious rapping genre, and to be the first gay white pop rapper would be an honor, be like a sprouting seed, and start a whole different breed, giving people a sort of skewed view, I'm still human but with a weird hue, very new and original, straight forward shying away from subliminal, since we live in a democracy, to not let me share my opinion's hypocrisy, break through all the generalizing deception, try to see things from this homosexual's perception, I don't try to be exceptional, I'd rather show some depth and be intellectual, I'm not afraid to acknowledge the problem, nor proclaim I man not know how to solve them, I believe in justice and the truth, and nobody should ever be put on mute, a country is defined by the collective voice, America's great for allowing freedom and choice, as well as the pursuit to be happy, I was always taught no question's too stupid or whacky, what's most important is to be the real you, always take pride in everything u do, whether you're a doctor a lawyer or a garbage man, it's vital u do all u can, to make this world a better place, take your time and be patient don't rush thru with haste, I've learned I just might miss an opportunity, neglect my responsibility and someone winds up suing me, we all do have some sort of purpose, we just got to find what works for us, I've realized I enjoy writing poetry, I pick a topic and let my mind go free, it's a form of relaxation and stress relief, I write it down to help forget all the grief, and hope all my conflicts and aggrevation, can lead and be somebody else's inspiration to salvation, cuz if I can make it thru and succeed, it'll hopefully show u don't have to hide away and flee, confront the bumps and stumps head on, there's always a pro that comes alongside a con, try to stay on the positive side, take things in strides and flow with the tide, there's always ups and downs, people that are serious and even some clowns, a sun rises and then yields to the moon, a bad day's inevitable but a better tomorrow will be here soon!

Peace and 1,
JC
1/26/09

Rap Happy

Before I wanted more in life then just getting by, I was dealing with my problems by being extremely high, why couldn't I realize to take strides, come back alive, learn how to swallow my foolish pride, I refuse to act snide, or hide behind the game or grind, as the reason I'm losing my mind, in time, I hope everthing'll be fine, we can wine and dine, living in the laugh of luxury, nice and comfortably, but still humble B, since snotty just ain't me, acting all arrogantly, defining the term faggoty, resembling Ann and Andy a bit raggedy, becoming all droopy and saggy, the lack of self esteem making me caddy, so my new strategy, is to rearrange this tragedy, help change the rap game, back to when they were conscious of what they were saying, maybe have pastors reciting my rhymes as they're praying, I want to be that powerful, knowledgeable, on how to connect on a deeper level, help others to understand never to settle, but I don't want to meddle, or become judgmental, I do want to be memorable, lend a hand to all my other from another father brothers, stressed sisters and single mothers, clean out those trenches ghettos and gutters, the hateful snake that'll tear u down, to lift their own insecure ass off the ground, picking people apart ain't smart it's the opposite of profound, it's easy, not to mention sleazy, as well as evil and greedy, and totally beneath me, instead can't we grow together, we all get wet in rainy weather, please listen to my plea, if u really want to be happy, learn to clap for a G, who rises above all expectation to be better than anyone though he or she could be.

Peace and 1,
Joe Conscious
2/10/10

Wish U Well

I feel bad for those who have never fell, you can even ask those who are now living well, you're supposed to make mistakes, then do whatever it takes, to rise above and conquer, reopen the curtains for an encore, the show must always go on, even after you're dead buried and gone, u live on thru memories, but before the end you should make amends with all your enemies, restore the burned bridges, sand down the rough ridges, blend the black and white to gray, remember there's no absolute right or wrong way, humans can never be perfect, and holding onto grudges just ain't worth it, if at first you don't succeed, try try and try again please, scars are like a tattoo, they help u never forget the errors u just had to do, learning the hard lessons, to truly appreciate the blessings, u somehow seemed to overlook, until something so bad happened u shook, consumed by fear, there's nothing more motivating then a good scare, forces u to jump, over the hurdle or hump, get out of that silly rut, relearn to trust your own instincts and gut, forget about the crowd watching u, gawking too, they'll eventually turn on u, it's true, that's just what people do, bask at u getting kicked in the ass, just sit there and laugh, instead of lending a hand, they'd rather have the power to command and demand, push u around, not realizing having authority doesn't make u  profound, nor does control, it just points out that u stole, found a loophole, there's just shiestiness within your soul, Santa will undoubtedly leave u coal, and if reincarnation exists may u come back a troll, u give people a bad name, only after the fortune and fame, no matter who u step on, that mentality gets u to the opposite of heaven, where u burn in the fiery flames of hell, but I thought u could tell, or at least understood that I still see the good that could underneath your hard exterior of a shell, and will always wish u well!

Peace and 1,
JC
8/25/09

About Now

I'm going thru the transition, of moving to and becoming a San Franciscan, I'm wickedly super sarcastic, cuz I've gotten bored and have simply had it, with San Diego, am a little afraid tho, since I'll be giving up my job security, but pursuing poetry is alluringly luring me, I could also dabble a bit with music, if I don't drastically do this, show some movement, I'm seriously going to lose it, my ADD is kicking in, producing some internal friction, and I'm getting antsy, refuse to be assumed a pansy, for not trying to achieve, my ultimate goal or dream, while I'm still young, and can recover from falling flat on my bum bum, after all isn't life about trial and error, figuring out what works better, plus I never look back with regret, fret or get upset, because I didn't carpe diem, nor take advantage of my god given freedom, time's too short, and at least in San Fran I have a cohort, to do things with, which would be the best gift, since here I've been mostly riding solo, there's a lot of gay guys on the dolo, making it hard to build friendships or find love, screw sex I'd settle for a hug, I've spent many nights lonely, shafted by men who lie flake out or are phony, the stereotypical cliched "full of bologna", but at least I have the Lord to help console me, I see his footprints in the mud, faith helps me handle all the hubbub, chaos conflict and confusion, the severe stress has got me disillusioned, misdirecting my anger and frustration, from feeling a depressed and neglected sensation, people saying without a beat my rhymes aren't entertaining, too sophisticatedly draining, they need training updating and explaining, for them to comprehend, the supposed complex messages I'm trying to send, I know wood is hollow and can't bend, but a human being can, so join with me and take a bow, say goodbye to the past fast stop questioning how, forget what happened before and start concentrating more about now!

Peace and 1,
Joe Conscious
8/11/10