THC just got back yesterday from Scribblejam in Cincinnati. If you don't know by now, Scribblejam is a annual hiphop festival that holds an emcee battle, DJ battle, Breakdance battle, production battle, and also has great artists come through to put on shows for us fans. This year KRSONE and Atmosphere blessed the stage and showed us a good time.
THC also has had a vendor booth for the past two years, and this year an odd thing happened. One the second day, there was a piece of paper sitting at our booth. On the paper was a poem, and an amazing one at that. No author, no signature, nothing.
So we now present the poem in its entirety and if you are the one who wrote it, holleratchaboys for some free shiiiit.
-MATTY J
Air. What we breathe. Without it we die. the simplest thing ever. but how simple it is, what is the essense of this mysterious being. it is widely acepted that the contents of air are nitrogen (78.09%), oxygen (20.95%), argon (.93%), carbon dioxide (.03%) and other trace gases (.003%).
these mean nothing to the average person. just scientific terms. numbers. jibberish.
these are technically compounds, made of a series of elements. but what are elements, scientifically elements are made of many connecting particles entwined together. a lot like a spider web.
our world is basically things made out of things, ideas made out of ideas, theories, philosophies. gibberish.
particles are simply made of molecules which are made up of atoms.
atoms. what small things. not visible to the human eye with the best vision. still unable to be seen even through a microscope.
at the very center of the atom is a nucleus.
this nucleus is made of protons and electrons. protons=positive, electrons=negative.
this is something we hear on a daily basis, good vs evil. this concept is in our movies, books, religion, the list goes on.
proton. electron, atom, air, science, jibberish.
humans who call themselves scientists believe the smallest entity is called an elemental particle.
i believe they are wrong.
it is to my beliefs that the smallest entity, the very base of which everything that is, ever will be or ever has been is made of simple possibilities.
it is true that a possibility is not a physical being but an unreachable, unrealistic, impossible being.
i am suggesting that all and everything is in fact made of nothing, or nothingness.
it could almost be considered a primitive form of emotion, as in happiness, anger, lust, or even jealousy.
next time you find yourself wandering through a man-made jungle of concrete and asphalt as simple as glenmore or montana avenues, try to wrap your mind around the fact that cars that pass of the grass that surrounds you could possibly be made of something as simple as anger itself.
When you do, you will more than likely find yourself deep in thought as I find myself now. As that thought branches into a tree of questions and answers in your mind it is important that you remember that the initial thought of the origin of all that is all and all that is nothing is simply made of possibilities in itself.
I’m finding myself rambling now and think its best that I stop now and end all this gibberish.
