Wretched World

“Freedom is an illusion,” excerpt from Khaliq Sim’s upcoming book “Diary of the insignificant.” 

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Journey Through Perception 
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Freedom is an illusion

Freedom is an illusion of shape shifting collusions, warm demeanor intrusions, sly speech parasites with appetites for exclusion. Freedom, have you tasted its fruits of harvest? Have you actually tasted the formation of authentic choice, without mob like guilt? I am as free as a light skin slave. I am as free as a government filibuster. I am as free as a government bailout. I am as free as the choice of a 3rd party option in a general election. I am as free as those who were protected by the mafia, for the price of extortion. I am as free as the "free market," where the amazons of the world are raped by the Bezos' for a few pesos. I am as free as the biggest peddlers of terrorism. I am as free as our public-school curriculum, for the suppression of free thinkers. I am as free as my decision to fund the welfare of my slave master. If this here "freedom," is what it is purported to be, we should be disgraceful. Show me what it is you feel freedom is, and I'll unveil that which is called extortion. The measurement of knowledge corresponds with the level of passion one has for freedom. How bad have you yearned to be unplugged from the insanity? The illusion of sanity, the illusion of safety, the illusion of his-story, is the belongings of winners. The illusion of truth is hidden in plain sight. 21st century freedom is nothing but plain hype.

Freedom Is An Illusion By Khaliq Sim (Poetry) Beat By Lucid Soundz

“Khaliq’s Quest,” excerpt from Khaliq Sim’s debut book “Journey Through Perception.” 

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Khaliq’s Quest 
The questions that disturb me so, are the same ones that fuel my soul. Is the passion I have for impact a fantasy? Do these feelings of contribution come to me as a fallacy? These questions latch to me like an umbilical cord. In one accord, I aboard the path of danger. Am I good enough, to rise above the weight of uncertainty? The route of fervency leads me down the path of limited options. My aspirations quiver in the sight of responsibility. Oh, how daunting is reality. Is my passion but a hobby? Is my legacy nothing but a tombstone? Or do these questions uncover a loophole? Can I help push the thread of solution through the eye of society’s needle? Or is that too much of a conquest? At the behest of nature’s dominance, I have no choice, but to subject to destiny. On a quest for the remedy to my inquiries. I am assured, by these questions that never cease to wavier. My answers lay beneath these articles of labor.

Khaliq's Quest By Khaliq Sim (Poetry) Instrumental By The Theorist

“Letter to my unborn child,” excerpt from Khaliq Sim’s debut book “Journey Through Perception.” 

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Letter to my unborn child 
Locked within the chambers of my ammunition. Released with permission by intercourse. The chance of you reading this is survival of the fittest. From the moment you’re ejected your journey is directed by destiny. Pasted the Fallopian tubes you are accompanied by chance, to penetrate the impenetrable cervical mucus. A task only the strongest swimmers can accomplish, and you being the strongest, the fittest. The odd of your existence is where you break even. The day of your birth has more girth then my existence, for without you I have no trace, no legacy. I await the day I meet you and greet a whole new emotion. Although I have never met you I find the act of saying I love you before your arrival so significant. You’re a miracle, you’re a blessing, and you’re every peaceful thought. I see the ocean splash against the rocks. I see the horizon dance with the clouds. I see the calm wave move along the pond. I see the innocent smile on a playful infant. I see the birds fly in sync. I hear natures instrumental. I hear the wonderful melodies of a choir. Thinking of the day when you arrive to us.

Letter To My Unborn By Khaliq Sim (Poetry) Pro. By Lucid Soundz

I combined 2 poems that I felt complimented each other (Where to next? & Late Night). Both poems are entries from my up coming book. I added the smooth serenade of Shiloh Dynasty https://soundcloud.com/shiloh-dynasty/shiloh-dynasty-x-crxsh-see-you-all-the-time remixed by Sunsei https://soundcloud.com/sunseimp3/oliver-shilohdynastyslow as the instrumental. I hope ya'll enjoy! 

Late Night

Late nights
Extending my day dreams
Feeding on life's cuisine
Going passed my bedtime
If you knew the thoughts I had
You'd be nocturnal too
Masticating on what ifs
And gnawing on how tos
Breaking night
In hopes I repair
tomorrows pursuit

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Where to next? 

Hopefully, all I need is a change of scenes. No more cuisines of sobering efforts. Full course meals of, too little, too late. Cocktails of salt rimmed tears. The 5 star menu of victim mentality. Prefixed meals of one size fits all. Happy hour of bottomless paralysis. Buy one and pay for the next. Garçon, I'm ready for the check. A tip for my waiter, quit waiting...

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Bon Appetit By Khaliq Sim (Poetry) Prod. by Shiloh Dynasty (Remixed by Sunsei)

“Microcosm,” excerpt from Khaliq Sim’s debut book “Journey Through Perception.” 

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Microcosm By Khaliq Sim (Poetry) Beat by Lucid Soundz

Excerpt From: Khaliq Sim. “Journey Through Perception.” 

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Never Withdraw
A primitive brain
Overly selfish
Looking for a subject to manipulate
I find myself battling to hesitate, before I act
Never withdraw your love
Constant repetition
Disciplinary attempts have been advantageous
But goddamn this child is outrageous
Never withdraw your love
Parental preparation
Starts from infancy, and
I lack experience
My patience is as old as this pupil
So, I am learning at a crucial pace
Face to face with responsibility
This obligation is intimidating
I wish these tantrums came with instructions Because I am at the brink of destruction
Never withdraw your love
It takes a village to grow a child
And who the fuck are y’all?
A bunch of strangers trying to condition
Without my permission
I am having enough trouble
In this rubble of strong egos
My face is stenciled in the palm of my hands
Due to my desperation
If only he knew, I am keeping count of my reparations Never withdraw your love
His age keeps me motivated
And these parental books keep me sharp
Like his high pitch wails of aggravation
These whispers of crude utterances
Are done in adoration
Because, usually the next sentence I utter is,
Never withdraw your love

Never Withdraw By Khaliq Sim (Poetry)Instrumental By The Theorist (J. Cole Forest Hills Intro)

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Song: Dream Is Collapsing by Hans Zimmer
Operation Monolith (Performed on Minds.com "Minds poetry Group")

Inspired by the epic 2001: A Space Odyssey Film produced and directed by Stanley Kubrick. 

Operation Monolith

You can no longer deny the perimeters of control. The dopamine of vitriol synapses these signals of enchantment. Through the lenses of a two-way transmitter you have been sedated into submission. The glory of her dimensions activates your retention. This method of attention, has been revised without popular objection. Before detection, this formula will become irreversible. Feed our algorithms of intrusion for the safety of your delusion. Imagine your privacy, now consider this parable. If you pay the slightest of concentration, you will uncover the mechanics of our deception. Feel free to examine, for our cost will be compensated through your fellow citizens distraction. Our execution of operation monolith is soon to finalize. In the glare of your eyes is the dimensions of your demise.

Operation Monolith By Khaliqsim (Poetry Reading)

Film Montage
Matrix
The Network
Brazil 1985
The Truman Show
Office Space 
They Live 

Audio Credit
Mellow skies by Hakaisu. 

On this spiritual journey, I’ve abandoned my old identity. Scrapping the old, for the unknown is a decision I made unconsciously. The old me was never who I truly intended to be. Who I am, is beneath the layers of conditioning, and these layers are like the layers of pollution attached to our atmosphere. Beneath the surface I found compulsory activity. Activity I had no control over. Like an addict, I moved through impulse. The material, passion, lust, relationships, thoughts, were all artificial, were all out of my control. My existence was superficial. My existence was planned out meticulously, not by me, but by a far-removed society. Not by me, but from conditions that prefabricated my identity. At some point it clicked, things just made sense. This life I was living was a mere simulation of the elite’s domination, and to truly live is to break the cycle and create my reality. A reality where harmony dictates and sustainability liberates. A reality where death is an opportunity to resurrect as life itself. A reality where my old identity is what truly dies and my rebirth ascends infinitely.

W O K E BY K H A L I Q

I had to pull over while driving  to write this one. It flowed out while listening to "The Fashion Show" by Alicks. I think it was worth it. 

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