Ezekiel 317 ft 40fourr

Train your child

Wisdom

7PM ON THE SABBATH

(ms peculiar)

i’m healing
gathering my thoughts and i stay steady cleaning
i know i do some wrongs but im tryna fix ‘em
the old you they gotta go so we must
study pray apply meditating day and night
my faults i gotta minimise
eternal life
get rid of strive
putting on this armour to endure the fight


(U.P)

talk is cheap
i found many times contrite heart got me losing sleep
the word put the mind to ease
i’m praying He don’t take the spirit from me
we gotta refrain temptation
step aside and realise what choice we’re making
we got opportunity to get forgiven
ain’t no time to make no provision
for the flesh


(40Fourr)

gotta look at myself
true say no lie man i needed help
is it hard to achieve
sometimes feels so hard to achieve
i can’t wait til the law is within in those days
there’s no warring within
we’d be ruling with him
dormant to sin
know the course of the ocean
and the course of the wind
won’t feel no more emotions
feel no more tears
and if your thoughts are like the ocean
know your mind is gon’ be clear


(ms peculiar)

i’m healing
gathering my thoughts and i stay steady cleaning
i know i do some wrongs but im tryna fix ‘em
the old you they gotta go so we must
study pray apply meditating day and night
my faults i gotta minimise
eternal life
get rid of strive
putting on this armour to endure the fight

i’m healing
gathering my thoughts and i stay steady cleaning
i know i do some wrongs but im tryna fix ‘em
the old you they gotta go so we must
study pray apply meditating day and night
my faults i gotta minimise
eternal life
get rid of strive
putting on this armour to endure the fight

i’m healing ft. U.P, 40fourr

Okada Selasi - Cedi Talk.mp3

Those special headlines which did not get the attention they may should have gotten ... or not :p

- - - all related articles can be found below the lyrics - - -

The lyrics of this week:
Snap your fingers, feel the street pulse,
City lights flicker, ghosts in waltz.
From the alley to the skyline’s ring,
Hear the clash — the world’s undoing.

In Athens the sirens blared, workers struck for thirteen-hour days,
Greek ferries still, the city still, revolt in ancient ways.
Meanwhile in Stockholm a phantom bus roams out at night,
No driver seen, no ticket beep — just headlights in moonlight.

Beijing time cracked — China says the USA hacked their clock,
“42 cyber-tools” in the night — watch your seconds tick and drop.
In Manila students walked out, corruption’s smell in the hall,
They painted walls with truth and spite, university doors fall.

Click-clack shoes on the cobblestone floor,
Ghosts get paid when the crowd wants more.
Zombies in tuxedos snap to the tune,
Saxophones wail under pumpkin moon.
Spirits sippin’ coffee in a late-night bar,
Jazz hands shimmer where the weird folks are.
Laugh through the chaos, hum through the fright,
World gone spooky — we swing through the night!

In Dublin flames rose, asylum centre in the glare,
Flares, bottles, chaos mix — “Us first!” the angry air.
In Paris the “Block Everything” folks chanted, disrupted pay and plan,
Strikes and sit-ins in the metro, French revolt wears no mask or scan.

In Tokyo a museum’s hall whispered footsteps in dark rooms,
Ghost tours booked out, lights flicker, horror hums in old tombs.
And in Portland, Oregon — yes USA but this one playful chill —
Costumed frogs and dinosaur suits protest with weird skill.

Click-clack shoes on the cobblestone floor...

A comet trails above the desert, meteors ready to rain,
Radar spies the Draconids, midnight sky to terrify the brain.
In San Marino’s vampire museum, horns and hooves in the night,
Krampus glare behind the glass — you might not sleep just right.

In Budapest they find ritual marks in castles old and worn,
Daisy wheels, hexafoils, walls cursed since early morn.
And in Lima the water riots broke out — pipes dry, maps soaked,
Residents in colourful chaos, hope and anger provoked.

strike, night, myth, fright,
frog, mask, protest, last,
time, crime, ghost, host,
comet, rocket, drip, flip,
blocks, knocks, clocks, shocks,
riot, diet, shout, pout,
crawl, shawl, wall, fall,
growl, howl, owl, prowl.

Click-clack shoes on the cobblestone floor...

Week 43 rolled in with a grin and a shiver,
Ghosts of systems, clocks a-twitchin’, the world’s got a quiver.
Protests, devils, meteor trails and mask parades,
We ride the weird, we drop the beat — the rap crusade.

Links to the stories:
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2025/oct/01/general-strike-against-13-hour-day-brings-greece-to-a-halt
https://www.reuters.com/world/europe/european-protesters-block-traffic-vandalise-shops-after-gaza-aid-flotilla-2025-10-02/
https://arxiv.org/abs/2509.25639
https://www.wikipedia.org/wiki/October_2025_No_Kings_protests
https://www.wikipedia.org/wiki/2025_Philippine_anti-corruption_protests

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