Ayo whattup world…Yall already kno who it is but in case yall forgot jus lemme remind yall… Its ya boy Big Ghost aka the mighty Hands Of Zeus aka the high n exalted supreme magnificent benevolent n most honorable Phantom Raviolis or the grand imperial Cocaine Biceps…so on n so forth. Lately I been channelin the energy from the universe to try n conquer some new worlds I aint had the pleasure of makin voyages to namsayin. Im talkin metaphysical shit nahmean. Im talmbout the energy that exists within muthafuckas n how we choose to use it. Sometimes folks be puttin they faith into imaginary forces n calendar dates that don’t mean shit tho. See when the clock struck midnight on December 31st of 2013 it wasnt no magical paintbrush that wiped all the shit in ya life clean… Your credit cards was still maxed from ballin out over the holidays n the check engine light still lit up ey’time you started ya car right? Yall kno what Im talmbout…by the second week of January that dream you had made to transform yaself into the ideal specimen of human physicality by Spring Break had already slipped away… Most yall uncommitted muthafuckas was back to watchin Love & Hip Hop marathons n eatin ya little Haagen Dazs outta the tub in ya gym clothes in the middle of day before the month wrapped.
See I dont believe in resolutions yo… To me a resolution is a goal without a plan namsayin. That shit is a blind leap of faith b. I believe in havin goals n havin a plan…a point A that connects to a point B that connects to a point C… Thats how you manifest shit into existence forreal. But human beings by design want as many results as possible wit as little effort as possible…yanno? Thats jus like how certain muthafuckas is genetically predisposed to becomin some bum ass niggas for they whole life n shit. We all come into this world butt nekkid witta opportunity b. Some got better opportunities than others n some got some wack ass shit they gotta get past before they gon ever prosper at all. From the day you come into this world tho…long as you live in a developed first world country where capitalism is the shit…you become a consumer the minute you start breathin air yo. But you also start out as a child n obviously you aint payin for shit so they gotta sneak all that sellin n advertisin n mass hypnotism in there thru whoever responsible for nurturing n raising you. Right out the gate all you do is want shit…shit to keep you happy…shit to keep you busy…shit you dont need…etc.
But we livin in a competitive age b. They sellin $200 sneakers for infants now yo. Ya baby feet be growin outta some shoes within a month n your muthafuckin VANITY be tellin you that “your child” deserves the best shit at all times n whatever. What you really tryin to say is YOU deserve the best tho… Dont be actin like you got ya seeds is rockin head to toe Gucci shits cuz THEY deserve or NEED that shit. Thats all YOU doggie. But why that shit eem happenin in the first place? Cuz either you be surroundin yaself wit some suckers or you a self-inflicted sucker who wants to do stupid shit for the fuck of it. See I aint talkin bout no entertainers or no athletes or basketball wives n shit…not even no drug sellin dirty money gettin niggas who can afford to go apeshit at the mall n cop all types of ignorant shit. I mean regular folk who work regular jobs n get paid regular ass wages n shit…but be tryin to stunt extra ridiculously for no reason at all b. Thats hoe shit. But thats probably cuz you surrounded yaself wit some hoe enablers nahmean.
See the only thing worse than the ones thats doin hoe shit is the ones that enable they loved ones to do hoe shit. Im not talkin bout muthafuckas who jus stay away from that kinda shit n dont wanna get involved wit that individual no more…Im talmbout the ones who ENABLE that shit. The ones who ENCOURAGE muthafuckas they spose to have love for to do stupid shit. Yall some degenerates b. But summa yall be sufferin from that salty bitch syndrome. Im talmbout the type where if a chick jus decided she wanna take some time apart from her man/caught dude tryin to beat in her living room while she was at her job workin the graveyard shift at Dunkin Donuts or whatever…but then she sees her homegirl jus met somebody recently n she be tryin to shit on dude n whatever…jus to keep the plateaus level between em n shit. She dont talk all that yang in front of the son…she might eem be on some amicable shit…but soon as he step out the room she be tellin her girl she dont trust that fool. But she gon have her homegirl convinced that she only sayin that to protect her from gettin gassed by niggas. Anybody else would see the trail from the saltwater comin out from her pores anytime she in they presence n connect the dots n assume she dont want nobody else to flourish if she gettin shitted on by destiny 24/7….but thats her girl so she spose to trust her namsayin. She got no reasons to be thinking that she a crab tryin to fuck wit her prosperity.
See thats some lame shit b. Thats negative energy right there. You cant elevate properly in the presence of individuals thats tryin to pull you down. Surround yaself wit winners…muthafuckas thats had some successes in they life. Theres individuals outchea that act like its they damn job to obliterate another muthafuckas potential…people they supposedly got love for. You need to be sleepin wit one eye open round cats like that b. Who the fuck got time for that?
See right now Im usin the power of Jupiter to compel others my nigga. Lotta people dont eem kno you can see Jupiter in the sky without usin any telescopes or 3d glasses or nothin. January n early February is that time of year when its most visible to muthafuckas too. Try that shit b. When the sun starts goin down look to the east n look for that bright ass star comin up wit the moon. Thats Jupiter right there…chillin. If you REALLY bout that life look in that same direction round the time when the sun is risin n you gon see Venus. This is REAL science b. This is the actual actuality n shit. This aint the science you read bout where muthafuckas is sayin humans started out as some prehistoric tadpoles n then evolved into winged chipmunks or some shit that turned into monkeys that became apes that became some cro-magnons that became regular ol people namsayin. This the manifestation of a true n living higher power that placed all types of crazy shit in the universe. When you understand the science you can apply the science tho. Thats my word…so when you talkin ridiculous shit bout how there was a big ass explosion n all a sudden there was jus shit floatin round in space…stars, moons, galaxies, quasars, asteroids…you denyin the existence of the Most High. If you dont believe in God thats on you. I aint here to judge yall. But without faith there aint much else you got to look forward to…cuz this world is on some bullshit yo. Muthafuckas be like YO WHERES THE EVIDENCE THO? WHY GOD BE LETTIN TORNADOES N EARTHQUAKES DESTROY SHIT? OR WHY GOD BE LETTIN NIGGAS GET SHOT UP AT CHURCH? or whatever. I be havin faith tho cuz thats the idea that makes the most sense to me…for my mind n for my soul. Listen yo…all that shit wasnt no accident. They aint scientifically prove none of that big bang shit neither. But jus cuz some shit IS scientifically proven…it dont make it the truth. Its been scientifically proven that if you tell muthafuckas that some shit is scientifically proven they gon believe that shit. THAT right there…thats some scientifically proven shit b.
But how bout energy? Energy is the one thing that all muthafuckas alive can agree is in control of what happens in this universe…the shit is everywhere b. The EVIDENCE of it bein everywhere is everywhere too yo. You got gravity…the heat from the sun…lightning bolts…all this kinetic shit…magnets…electricity..
Gettin back to the moon…that shit aint jus orbit the earth by accident. It aint jus floatin round wherever it wants to bruh. That shit is precisonally calculated b. If the moon was like PEACE YALL IM OUT the whole axis of the planet would get thrown off n all that… The world would start spinnin at a different speed n shit… Shit is balanced for a reason nahmean. Other people in ya life…they like satellites yanno… Like Jupiter got 67 moons. That shit aint a typo…like I wasnt tryna type 6 or 7….Im sayin SIXTY. SEVEN. MOONS. bruh… Summa them shits is like little rocks n other ones is big as fuck. Matter fact heres a lil fascinating nugget of astronomy in case you aint kno… Jupiter’s biggest moon is damn near the size of Mars bruh. Ionno bruh…to me thats some bugged out shit… But theres a delicate balance there STILL namsayin. Word to Galileo.
So imagine if you let all the wrong types of moons fuck wit ya sphere. Im talkin the celestial aura that surrounds you b. You cant be lettin wack people orbit ya sphere like that. You got layers to ya aura…like the atmosphere namsayin. If you kno some fool is on that bullshit keep em in the outer layers n shit…tell him NAH YOU GOTTA MOVE BACK INTO THE IONOSPHERE WIT THAT SHIT B…feel me? Push em back to the Auroras n shit. That friendly acquaintances shit be like the ones you got in ya Mesosphere n whatever. You let somebody come into ya Stratosphere tho…that means they made it thru the ozone layer now. This gotta be a friend you trust n shit namsayin. When you get to the Tropopause thats like people thats the ones you fucks wit the most. Might even be some intimate relations there yo. I mean like either they close family or they the ones you be feelin…in a romantic way nahmean. But yo…it goes deeper than that b. If you let somebody thru that Tropopause that means they in ya Troposphere. Feel me? Thats the ones that you need to be like yo….Imma wife that. Or for yall ladies thats the dudes thats most trustworthy. You gotta repsect that. This is sacred ground now. Treat ya physical like a temple nahmean. Word is bond… So Imma tell you like the older gods told me…keep all that bullshit away from ya aura n if you see some wack muthafuckas tryin to dip thru ya horizons you gotta switch up ya axis. Feel me? Anyways Imma drop this n go pour some almond milk for myself n get my fortified nutrients up. If you wanna kno where Imma be at…Jus look up at the sky tomorrow at the God hour n look for Mars n we gon be lookin at the same thing. Word is bond. Keep it fruitful for these orchards.