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Inspired by Rumi's "The Man Who Looked Back on His Way to Hell". You get "Shame's Grin"—a hip-hop spoken word journey that proves ancient wisdom doesn't need ancient language.
Rumi taught that shame blocks the gate to grace, and the Beloved invites us to ask for a veil—not to hide our crimes, but to let the past stay past. Eight hundred years later, that same shame is still grinning, still keeping receipts, still scrolling through our greatest hits. And the Beloved? Still making coffee, still waiting, still saying the same thing: grace doesn't do background checks. From my upcoming book "Breakfast with Rumi"

SHAME'S GRIN   (Lyrics)

Listen, shame's got this grin like my landlord when the rent's three weeks late
Standing at grace's gate like a bouncer checking IDs at some exclusive club
Where everyone's name is on the list except mine
Every morning, same routine
Coffee brewing, toast burning
Shame scrolling through my greatest hits (Greatest hits)
That Tuesday I ghosted Sarah after she trusted me
That time I stole twenty bucks from my mom's purse
I was twelve, she knew, she never said a word

Shame's got receipts, man
Shame's got screenshots
Shame's got a whole Google Drive folder labeled Evidence (Evidence, evidence)
The Beloved whispers, Yo, ask for the veil
Not like hide your crimes
More like stop making a religion out of your Wikipedia page of fuckups

But I'm busy replaying the footage
March 2019, parking lot, screaming match
August 2020, that text I should've sent
December 2021, my father's last call, unanswered
Because I was binge-watching some show I can't even remember
Shame knows I'm a repeat customer
Got my coffee order memorised
Knows I take my regret black, no sugar (Black, no sugar)
Knows I'll be back tomorrow, same time

The Beloved tries again
Look at me
Not at the blooper reel you've been directing
I don't see what you see when you doom-scroll your past
I see you still showing up, still trying (Still trying, still trying)


Ask for the veil, she says
Not to Instagram-filter your history
But to let yesterday stay in yesterday's timezone
Stop FaceTiming your ghosts
Your shame's just a story, beloved
A Netflix series you keep renewing
When there's a whole world outside waiting for you to press pause
(Press pause, press pause)


So I try this thing called a step
Shame's still there, grinning like always
I take another, shame's grin wobbles slightly
Third step, shame starts buffering (Buffering, buffering)
Not because I earned some cosmic gold star
Not because I paid off my karmic credit card
But because grace doesn't check your browser history
Grace doesn't read the comment section of your life

Fourth step, fifth step, now I'm speed-walking
Shame's yelling behind me like a jilted ex
But I'm done, I'm gone, I'm Audi 5000
Not because I forgot what I did
But because remembering isn't my full-time job anymore (Not anymore)
The gate's open, turns out it always was
The bouncer, just my reflection in the glass
The Beloved's laughing, that good laugh
Not at you, with you, the kind that heals (The kind that heals)

Grace doesn't do background checks
Grace doesn't require two forms of ID
Grace doesn't care about your Yelp reviews
Grace is just here, has always been here
Walk through that gate
The past is just deleted emails in the cloud
The future's a blank document
And right now, right now you're here

The Beloved's making coffee, the good kind, not the shame kind
And she's saying, Sit down, beloved
Tell me about tomorrow instead
Tell me about tomorrow instead (Tomorrow, tomorrow)

by Stephen Francis Hollins

Shame's Grin

Intro]  
Yeah, shadows creepin', heart racin' wild...  
Let's chase the void, no turnin' back now.  

[Verse 1]  
Streetlights flicker like nerves on edge,  
Mind's a maze, dodgin' ghosts in my head.  
Pills scatter floors, echoes of what I said,  
Chasin' ghosts that left me for dead.  
Fists clenched tight, knuckles white as bone,  
Screamin' at mirrors, claimin' my throne.  
Demons whisper sweet, pull me to the zone,  
But I flip the script, carve my name in stone.  
Rapid pulse, veins pumpin' fire,  
World spins vicious, feedin' the liar.  
I dodge the blade, turn pain to desire,  
Rise from the ash, set the night on a wire.  

[Chorus]  
Fallin' fast, but I grip the edge tight,  
Heart's a grenade, blowin' up the night.  
Screamin' silent, fightin' for the light,  
In this black hole, I'm the spark that ignites.  
(Whoa-oh) Grip the edge, ignite the fight,  
(Whoa-oh) Black hole burnin' bright.  

[Verse 2]  
Tick-tock bombs in my brain, explodin' chains,  
Runnin' lanes where the sane go insane.  
Flashback pains, rainin' acid on veins,  
I paint the stains, turn loss into gains.  
Crowd fades out, I'm solo in the storm,  
Norms deform, I morph into the swarm.  
Warm blood pours, floors slick with the torn,  
Born from scorn, reborn in the thorn.  
Quick flicks, tricks with the wick lit fast,  
Past haunts last, but I blast through the mask.  
Tasked with the clash, cash in on the gash,  
Sashay through the trash, leave 'em in the ash.  

[Interlude]  
Breathe... one... two... feel the pull?  
Void's callin', but nah, I ain't full.  
Echo: "You slippin'..." Nah, I'm the tool.  
*(synths swell back, tempo ramps)*  

[Verse 3]  
Nights bleed endless, threads of dread entwine,  
Mind's a minefield, steppin' fine on the line.  
Shine dimmed, primed for the grind divine,  
Recline? Nah, align with the spine.  
Whispers hiss like serpents in the mist,  
Fist to the twist, resist the abyss.  
Bliss in the risk, dismiss the dismiss,  
This is my list: conquer, enlist, persist.  
Hustle brutal, roots pull from the soil deep,  
Sleep? Creep on the weak, peak when they weep.  
Leap from the steep, reap what I keep,  
Sheep scatter cheap, I'm the shepherd elite.  

[Chorus]  
Fallin' fast, but I grip the edge tight,  
Heart's a grenade, blowin' up the night.  
Screamin' silent, fightin' for the light,  
In this black hole, I'm the spark that ignites.  
(Whoa-oh) Grip the edge, ignite the fight,  
(Whoa-oh) Black hole burnin' bright.  

[Verse 4]  
Echoes hollow, follow the swallow of sorrow,  
Tomorrow borrows from the marrow I borrow.  
Arrow straight, fate's gate I shatter narrow,  
Pharaoh flow, glow in the harrow.  
Barrow full of buried fury, hurry scurry,  
Blurry visions, decisions incision the jury.  
Worry? Flurry of glory, story gory but pure,  
Cure the lure, endure the manure.  
Snap: crack the back of the pack, attack intact,  
Fact: I extract the slack, counter the hack.  
Track marks dark, spark the arc, embark on the chart,  
Heart darts sharp, part the dark, start the art.  

[Bridge]  
What if the fall's just the call to ascend?  
Bend the end, friend to the wind, no pretend.  
Lend me your ear, fear's the thief in the den,  
Pen to the skin, win from within, amen.  

[Verse 5]  
Dawn cracks slow, glow from the low I know,  
Flow like a pro, sow what I grow in the snow.  
Blow the foe, toe to toe in the throe,  
Row against the current, fervent, alert, insert the glow.  
Curse the nurse that cursed the verse I nursed,  
Worse to first, thirst quenched in the burst.  
Dispersed the hearse, immersed in the verse,  
Rehearsed the worst, now I'm the curse reversed.  
Final sprint, print the hint in the flint strike,  
Like a psych, hike through the spike, no respite.  
Ignite the night, sight set on the height,  
Fight the blight, right the flight—eternal light.  

[Outro]  
Yeah... grip tight, ignite... we rise from the bite.  
Shadows retreat, heart beats—alive in the night.

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Eu e Cassol

no fim das conta...
03/07/2079.

me perdoe se eu esquecer as pessoas e as razões no topo da colina

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um abraço para minha irmã Am4is e ao meu irmão Nordm

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