Im In A Crew At HF called Armed Forces......


RighteR
"Grandpa, Grandpa, Please Tell Me A Story."
"My Child, What Would You Like To Hear??"
"One That Falls Softly Upon My Ears, One That I Haven't Heard Before Please, And One That's Not About The War-Seige...."
"Why's That??"
"Because They're All Much Too Gory And They've Begun To Bore Me ....With All The Talk Of Death ....Tell Me Of Life In This Story"

**Grandpa Chuckles**

"My Child, It's Plain To See You Don't Want To Hear Aabout Me, So I Shall Give You What You Ask For.... Come, Sit On My Knee And I Shall Tell You How Life Itself Began To Be ...."

**The Little Girl Sits On His Lap, Waiting Patiently As Her Grandfather Lights His Pipe And As The Smoke Starts To Swirl, The Old Man Begins To Rock Back And Forth, The Creaking Of The Rocking Chair Creating The Flow To His Words That Begin To Fill The Quiet Atmosphere....**

"A Long, Long Time Ago ...."
"But Grandpa, How Long Ago??"
"Shhhh.... Listen And You Will Know ...."

"A Long, Long Time Ago, During A Time When Time Didn't Exist Though, When There Was No Grass To Grow or Seeds To Sow.... There Was A Wind ....A Wind That Blew Though There Was No Breeze To Blow .... With It.... And Within This Wind Was A Lone Spirit ....Whose Powers Many Would Later Consider Mythic....But This Was Not A Spirit That You Could See.... In Fact, You Would Have To Look Very Closely Or Else You Would Miss It ....His Name Was Yahwe, And He Existed In Lone Bliss In A Very Dark Abyss That Only He Would Visit.... And One Day As His Presence Emitted In This Place, He Spoke These Words Into The Dark Space ...."

Ubsurd
The Power Beheld....Will smite and Kill any Cowards Compelled to To Test My Powers Withheld...Creator Of Worlds to Come...Ive even Bombarded and showered Hell...With Undeniable Strength...That overpowered well......Anybody That Stood in My Path To Becoming The Most PowerFul Cell..Fallen Angels Were Eaten and Devoured in hell..But Me a Coward!!!Never…Cant You Tell!!!.See...The World As We know it existed in the figment Of My imagination..But the powers i've enlisted ..Will Empower The Creation..IF I want Beauty Colors I Will instate son...A List of Jobs On My List…A pessimist Speaks In Negative Scripts…Saying My Creation Can Never Exist…Questions Lingering Till I answer with an iron fist…This World Will Live Past Me…I Insist That’ll I Sacrifice anything and everything…So The World Can get past the Struggles that exist…But Ill Break Down obstacles Like Plates…Until Only Rubble will Shift…Time For Creation So Ima Put a Muzzle On this

Day One
Ubsurd
Step away from the Light…As I Part This Fog on Glooms Day…And Poke Fun at the moon!!!...K!!... As It Shines in Broad Day…But That’s Useless Like Electricity On Dooms Day...I Realize The Nothingness as Darkness Falls…Evil Lurks in The Shadows…But Pardons All…Who Do Not Fear its Hardened Call….Its not here to scare or bother yall…..Darkness Comes In daytime…But Its not logical to start at all….As The Sun waves behind the clouds…It Becomes Darker yall…But that Just Starts it off…Sun Drops beyond the hills crest….Pull The Moon From Behind the clouds…Drop a Dim Light upon The World…To Fill ya Zest...BAM!!!!Darkness Falls Through the Heavens Floor..
RighteR
Let There Be.... The First Of All Others ....Dullness Shall See The Brightest Of All Colours.... As I Open My Mouth And Speak Words That Let Brightness Throw Back Covers And Illuminate This Deep Darkness That Smothers ....My Universe.... But As I Create This Journey's First ....And The Heat Rays Burst To Collapse This Shadow.... I'll Put Darkness In A Hearse ....And Imply This New World's First Battle

Day Two
Artik Phrost
...The Liquid Of Life Spreads Beyond The Vast And The Gray..
But The Picture Last But A Day; I Need Something To Reflect And Long The Crafts I Create..

*Raises Hands*

...Over The Earth A Dome Shall Protect And Direct..
Each Life Within The Circumfrence As The Sun Circumpects..
...The Seas Rumbled And Quaked; tiL The Oxygen and Hydron Began To Separate..
Then, Within Volcanic Traits..The Seas Spewed Up Towards Heaven's Gated...
...Powder Blue Pigment Swelled From The Clutch Of The Liquid..
And Entrapped The Seas As It's Contents Twirled And Twisted...
...Then The Seas Inhaled And Everything But The Sky Went Dormant..
Clouds Clashed; Winds Rushed Past..Stinciling An Identity Foreshadowing The Fingerprints We're Born With...
...Beads Of Water Trickled From Earth's Glands; Impaled As Waves Swam..
And From Where The Seas Breathed; Ridges Formed That Mirrored The Trail In Our Hands...
...So The World IS In Our Palms; As It Was In God's That Moment..
Thriving With Possibilities; Ready To Own Them..And Paths Leadin Beyond The Depths Of Oceans...
...The Sun's Cast Was No Longer Parallel, But Curved And Sang..
So As Day To Night Reigned, A Cosmic Force Bursted Forth And God Defined The Yin And The Yang...

Day Three
Spoken
weighing his options yahwe walked across the waters that he spat,
pondering what he should do with the dry lands,
for it was good but not astounding...he stretch forth his hands
wet with lifes fountain grasping the sand he casted mountains..
creating a canyon steppin unto the shore
..........................he said come forth and the plants did,
the flowers came to a bloom
the water dripping from his hands acted
................................as dew refreshing the grass ends
while he sat on a plateau he felt a breeze..cool and free
smiled at the clouds masking the beams,"then he thought I'll create some trees
so at every breath of jubilee i breathe, these trees will wave in praise of me"
and in these things dwell a infinite seed that was planted growing indefinetly
a seed of its own imagery,"thinkin of revealing a glimpse of me
................................if I should ever manifest myself physically"
taking notice of everything spoken it was perfect,but something was missin
like the void he blotted from the begining somehow,leaked within him
in his side it struck a great pain, he thought of a way to relieve it
visions of a man identical to himself please him,it seemed fit
so laying down across a great plain,he smiled to himself and dreamed it

Day Four
RighteR
I Have Created Light But To Further Show My Might I Shall Create Lesser Light To Aid This New World With Sight At Night ....Gasses Combust And Ignite Showering This Dark Canopy With White Fright.... And What A Site ....As Blue And Red Giants Light Up The Sky.... A Delight It Shall Be For Ages To Come And Then Some As I Toss Out The Planets And Sun ....Like Dice.... Comets In Bright Fury Trail And Slice ....While I Command The Stars In Courses So Precise That Mankind Will Look To Them For Advice On The Courses Of His Life.... No Strife But Brilliant Unity In Sight To Be A Product Of This Resilient Community For My Delight ....And I Shall Invite This World To Share In This Gift.... But Lest This World Be Swift To Forget From Whence They Came.... These Black Holes Drift And Forever Shall Remain ....As A Reminder That From Nothing It Was Created And Can Easily Return The Same.... It Does Best To Not Forget My Reign And That This Creation Is My Domain ....Now Let My Name Resound Through All These Sights.... But Let Not This World Be Afraid Of Evil's Dark Mights.... For I Have Left Them My Sign In These Stars As Night Lights ....

Day Five
Ubsurd
As I Gaze Upon this Glorious Earth....Im Here to serve it....A Lifetime of meritorious Service.....I've Saved and Reserved this...To Show all That I Create with a Purpose....Inscribe the First Creature onto this earth with a Kiss...Then The Second after a Split Second it Exists....Reproduction!!!I Insist!!The Birth of the first Lion...Explodes From Within My Fists....The King of The Jungle The Birthed Scion....As I Bring Clouds together with a rumble...Im Perched High In....The Heavens...Snap Streaks of Lightning....With The First Ions.....Cloud To Ground.....Produces a Loudened Sound.....And Out of The Shadows a Creature Thats Proud To Pound....Any oncomers That Step on its hallowed Ground....Grizzly and mangled.... Its Hairs Filthy and Tangled....The Bears Strength Will Smite Ne Thing it Wrangles....But Despite its Might....On the other half of the Earth....Theres a Mightier creature Giving Birth....The Elephant...Even the Babies are Oversized in Girth....Ive Filled Tha planet with Creatures of Worth....Horses of Color....But some Black and white...like the bleaching of earth....From Beatiful Mares....To The Funeral Players...Im Lacking The Little things Like...The Mantis soothing its prayers....Humming Birds and Bees are...The Earths Beautiful Sprayers....That Carry Seeds Of Life...To THe Barest of Layers...But I cant forget the Pandas....The Most Rarest of Players....I Think To ma self....Am I the Answer of Prayers...Or The Savior to Sayers...But Either way Ill Be Rememberd as the Earths Surveyor.....

Day Six
Spoken
remembering the dream he had he seemed to contrive a plan
to design a man derived from land,so he set to craft
every mechanic crevice out of and within the lad
starting a speach he restained his words contained
tongue in cheek so to speak..he thought i will
take my time cuz this man means more to me..
then simply a thought or dream,so after ive sculpt his mold
ill insert into a him a excerpt of my soul
.....................so he would always be apart of me..
so to the earth he reached,palming a pile of dirt in each
fist he began to think" I shall use the lowest thing
I ever created in the recipe
...................of this creation so in remberance
of his humble originality he will be rooted in humilty
after the task was perfected he was please the model reflected him
with a quick inspection,flawless not one defection
so he drew breath in him,finally a spiritual connection
so he sat him in the midst of a breeze,a quiet wind
he took on as his idenity becuase him image was not yet to
be seen he said"to you i give dominion over as far as your eye can see
power over the beast of the field, the cattle the trees
and with enough faith even the seas..all that i have created
is for thee.......for the world was void,
.........................so void that the emptiness entered me
to get rid of the feeling i spoke the world to be
still this feeling..emptiness dreary.. until i molded thee"
so days came and gone and the man name every animal
from bird to dog,but his happiness seemed to throng
to the point God wondered and asked "whats wrong"
he said my God I am greatful for your gracious acts
thet set my soul to glee but lately i been feeling so
lonely"Yahwe answered "Ok now I see"
my God what am I to do,am I acting ungratefully
"No my child just lie there and I will cause u to
go into a deep sleep"so he did as God said
and once asleep God gave him the desires of his dream...Eve

Day Seven
Artik Phrost
God Made The Seventh Day A Resting Day.... But It Should Also Be Looked At As A Reflection Day

...From The Green Hills Of China To The Ivory Foam Of The Closet Sea
I've Completed My Craft Through Precise Precision And Tremendous Creativety
...Each Walk Of Life Fits This Puzzle With Such Ease And Grace
Standing Tall In Presence; Letting Thier Essence Leave A Breezy Trace
...With the Perfect Atmosphere My Children Can Survive To Keep Hope Alive
For They Know That One Day They Will Reunite With The Father Amongst The Sky
...The Tides Shift At The Right Moments To Quench The Thirst Of Shores
As The Sun Beams At The Right Angle To Nuture Nature's Every Pore
...A Utopia Is What I've Created In The Palms From My Heart
Life In 360 Degrees; Fossilizing Ideas For The Future Each Time They Depart
...I've Given My All To Create An Equal Balance Of Right and Just
Provided All The Neccessities To Take Care Of Them..They Know; In HIM They Can Trust
...As Well, Any Great Job Accomplished Derverves A Proper Omage
So, I'll Set Aside This Day And All Work; I'll Allow The Stoppage
...Every Creed Of Life Shall Soothe The Spirit And Rest All They Can
They Shall Take In The Knowledge Of; And Solely Worship The Creator Of Man

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"Are You Sure That's How It Really Happened Grandpa??," The Little Girl Mumbled Sleepily As The Story Came To A Close.
"It Is.... And Here We Are Now Left With This World In Our Care" The Grandfather Answered ....And As The Stars Ran Their Courses And The Breeze Seemed To Move The Rocking Chair Back And Forth.... The Little Girl Fell Asleep ....Dreaming Of A Beautiful Perfect World

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..:: Artik In The Phlesh::..
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http://community.rapverse.com/showthread.php?t=201169
http://community.rapverse.com/showthread.php?t=200019

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..:: Artik In The Phlesh::..
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this was good, a lil long, but good none the less, nice topic, liked the way y'all made this a story went well together, keep it up


please RTF on one of my om's, links in sig, thanks and again nice work

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damn i see u dropped the gem on here
sorry artik but this site ain tlike HF
this will get slepted on

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Where Im From! Cabrini Green!

^i know...its not lyke HF....thats whats so sad....

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..:: Artik In The Phlesh::..
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uppin this shit this is Beyond sick on this site!!

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Where Im From! Cabrini Green!

^im just about through with this site...ya'll fuckahs rely too much on structure

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..:: Artik In The Phlesh::..
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its long...but damn it...its worth it

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damn ture hate lol!!! thats y im on www.holla-front.com
where the real lyricist at that can recognize real skill

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Where Im From! Cabrini Green!

daaaaaammmnnn i aint even gonna hate.. im just amazed, that was by far the longest segment of text i have ever seen in my life.. but ya like spoken said thats not gon get feed ima say straight up i aint gonna read all that non-sense.. try postin it in parts like volume 1 nd volume 2 etc. ya know? jus tryna help .. peace.1

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lol.............

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Where Im From! Cabrini Green!

Aw Fuck What Is This A Bunch Of Folk Songs Strung Together? Where's The Atitudes In This Where's The Realness Here We Go A Again Cats Dreaming And Writing Poetry

blah, although structure doesn't matter, a good one helps with the read of the piece, getting involved and what not........so i will complain about that, cause ubsurd is a good writer, just needs to structurize, define some lines.....but none-the-less, his parts were good, next i liked spoken's, like his metas........artik yours wasn't bad, i dont like how you do uneven syllable rhymes on the same line, a couple times it happened, but hey, im picky......just disrupts a good flow, word......second paragraph was better

so overall, this was a solid piece, good idea, long, but a worthy read.......keep up.

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