Dzy and J-Vo (Brothers) in worship.
Friday, February 3, 2012
Thursday, January 5, 2012
ASK: Ask, Seek, & Knock
Ask and you shall receive...
Seek and you shall find...
Knock and it will be answered...
Which of these would you do when in need?
Most ppl would ask.
Most Independent will seek.
Most matured will Knock.
Some say its all the same thing but is it really?
Here we have 3 quotes that sound just abt the same
as you read each of them. Each is pertaining to an equal
outcome but yet the work is different.
The questioned will ask only because he knows not of the source. So he ask so he may receive.
The seekers know of the source but yet knows its full capabilities. So they go look and search for their answer.
The Knocker know who and where to find the source. So he goes straight to it.
Yet the work is different but the reward is the same. It doesn't matter where you are in God or your relationship; just get to know him for yourself. In all the same he will answer, find, and invite just the same. God knows your heart and he wants to fix it if only you will draw near unto him. He hears your questions just as well as the knock and he will answer the door just as well as he allows you to receive.
The work might be different but it all manifest in to one source...
(God)
Dzy LilBishop
Seek and you shall find...
Knock and it will be answered...
Which of these would you do when in need?
Most ppl would ask.
Most Independent will seek.
Most matured will Knock.
Some say its all the same thing but is it really?
Here we have 3 quotes that sound just abt the same
as you read each of them. Each is pertaining to an equal
outcome but yet the work is different.
The questioned will ask only because he knows not of the source. So he ask so he may receive.
The seekers know of the source but yet knows its full capabilities. So they go look and search for their answer.
The Knocker know who and where to find the source. So he goes straight to it.
Yet the work is different but the reward is the same. It doesn't matter where you are in God or your relationship; just get to know him for yourself. In all the same he will answer, find, and invite just the same. God knows your heart and he wants to fix it if only you will draw near unto him. He hears your questions just as well as the knock and he will answer the door just as well as he allows you to receive.
The work might be different but it all manifest in to one source...
(God)
Dzy LilBishop
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
UNREACHABLE
UNREACHABLE
She screamed for help and I came to her rescue. I came and got as close as I can without fall off the mountain myself. She says she I don't want to fall so I stretch forth my hand in my attempt to save her. She looks up at me and says no I dont want you. I shout give me your hand I don't want you to fall. I notice her hands slipping off the rock as she sways away from my hand. She screams, help!!! Give me your damn hand please as I beg her. No get the fuck away from me. Leave me alone; she tells me. Im lost and Im confused. I thought she wanted to be saved or rescued from this fall. This fall is so deep you can't even see the ground. Don't do this to yourself. Stop being foolish no one else is here to save you. I start to slip off from my stances and become worried of if I will fall. Her hands slip even more and her strength weakens. I try to extend my hand one last time but still she refuses. As she slipping away I had no other choice but to watch... I don't want to see you fall; I told her. She simply said Dzy and I answered. Do me one last favor; yes anything I replied. Close your eyes first and so I did reaching my hand out praying that she would grab hold to me. And yet I wait... ... ...
Dzy LilBishop
She screamed for help and I came to her rescue. I came and got as close as I can without fall off the mountain myself. She says she I don't want to fall so I stretch forth my hand in my attempt to save her. She looks up at me and says no I dont want you. I shout give me your hand I don't want you to fall. I notice her hands slipping off the rock as she sways away from my hand. She screams, help!!! Give me your damn hand please as I beg her. No get the fuck away from me. Leave me alone; she tells me. Im lost and Im confused. I thought she wanted to be saved or rescued from this fall. This fall is so deep you can't even see the ground. Don't do this to yourself. Stop being foolish no one else is here to save you. I start to slip off from my stances and become worried of if I will fall. Her hands slip even more and her strength weakens. I try to extend my hand one last time but still she refuses. As she slipping away I had no other choice but to watch... I don't want to see you fall; I told her. She simply said Dzy and I answered. Do me one last favor; yes anything I replied. Close your eyes first and so I did reaching my hand out praying that she would grab hold to me. And yet I wait... ... ...
Dzy LilBishop
Left For Freedom
Left For Freedom...
I remember when it stop breating. I remember exactly when I felt it's last pump. The setting was dark and all I could feel was the wind blowing above me while my window was shut. I wanted to cover myself but my body response wouldn't act.
Im laying here with my eyes close but seeing me fade away into the abyss of death. Where are you I try asking but my mouth doesnt move. I try to make myself believe that you will be here soon to save me but I don't even feel you next to me. Get up, get up, get up as I shout to my body and limbs but they ignore me. I can't feel my legs and my arms become stif. I feel my chest rise but it gets slower and slower, less and lesser. Why won't you help me?
I know that your near and that you see me unable to awake. Shake me or push me over! Your standing there from a distance and I feel your presence. Why do you refuse? I feel as if I'm bond by chains or held against my will but from what and for what reason? Shhh stop talking. There's not much air left which also means I'm running out of time. Dont do this to me please. What ever I done to you dont let me fade away. Don't let me die...
Wait! Don't leave me. Hello? Hello? I can feel your presence drift away. I start to go into panic as I feel my spirit departing. Crying on the inside not aware of the tears streaming on the outside. No don't leave me... I whisper lightly. I really need you as the words mumble softly out my mouth... I still... love you.... exhaling my last breath....
Now I stand here watching as they put this casket into the ground. I see my name written on it but I standing right here. They lower it into the ground but I wonder if they notice they forgot the body. Hey!! I shout and they ignore me. Not this shit again! Hello!!! I scream closer to them but they are not even phased by the tension in my voice... I jump onto the casket to open it but it's locked. No No No!!! Stop! Stop!!! Please just stop! I yell and I shout. I shout and I yell. Still no response as they throw dirt on me...
It must be so as I tell myself standing in belief. As the continue to throw dirt I lay down on my very own casket repeating the words; She let me me die... As the dirt is starting to cover me I just submitted to it. If I must die kill all of me and leave nothing behind. Just as my body my spirit was buried. Never did I leave the hole i was put in. Never shall I live again. I died twice that day all for a good reason. My spirit was set free; off as it go. But it die aswell with the reason it will never know...
Dzy LilBishop
I remember when it stop breating. I remember exactly when I felt it's last pump. The setting was dark and all I could feel was the wind blowing above me while my window was shut. I wanted to cover myself but my body response wouldn't act.
Im laying here with my eyes close but seeing me fade away into the abyss of death. Where are you I try asking but my mouth doesnt move. I try to make myself believe that you will be here soon to save me but I don't even feel you next to me. Get up, get up, get up as I shout to my body and limbs but they ignore me. I can't feel my legs and my arms become stif. I feel my chest rise but it gets slower and slower, less and lesser. Why won't you help me?
I know that your near and that you see me unable to awake. Shake me or push me over! Your standing there from a distance and I feel your presence. Why do you refuse? I feel as if I'm bond by chains or held against my will but from what and for what reason? Shhh stop talking. There's not much air left which also means I'm running out of time. Dont do this to me please. What ever I done to you dont let me fade away. Don't let me die...
Wait! Don't leave me. Hello? Hello? I can feel your presence drift away. I start to go into panic as I feel my spirit departing. Crying on the inside not aware of the tears streaming on the outside. No don't leave me... I whisper lightly. I really need you as the words mumble softly out my mouth... I still... love you.... exhaling my last breath....
Now I stand here watching as they put this casket into the ground. I see my name written on it but I standing right here. They lower it into the ground but I wonder if they notice they forgot the body. Hey!! I shout and they ignore me. Not this shit again! Hello!!! I scream closer to them but they are not even phased by the tension in my voice... I jump onto the casket to open it but it's locked. No No No!!! Stop! Stop!!! Please just stop! I yell and I shout. I shout and I yell. Still no response as they throw dirt on me...
It must be so as I tell myself standing in belief. As the continue to throw dirt I lay down on my very own casket repeating the words; She let me me die... As the dirt is starting to cover me I just submitted to it. If I must die kill all of me and leave nothing behind. Just as my body my spirit was buried. Never did I leave the hole i was put in. Never shall I live again. I died twice that day all for a good reason. My spirit was set free; off as it go. But it die aswell with the reason it will never know...
Dzy LilBishop
What I Really Want to Say....
What I Really Want To Say
What you mean? Are you fucking kidding me?
Just like that huh.... Wow, you showing me something new.
No its not just the way it goes; Its not just something I have to deal with.
What you mean I dont have no choice. I made the choice to be with you so why dont I have a choice now.....
Dont act like you hurt now. Your the one making life decision.
Oh I believed it when you said it the first time. But now lets take a look at the facts.
I can go back to all the message and conversations we had and point out everything you told me.
You said it to me and I believe every fucking word that formulated. Every fucking thought processed.
What am I suppose to do with this love that was created between us two?
There isnt a storage room in the world that could store this love I have for you.
Look see there you go again... Ok so it dont matter and you done with it? I mean really?
So what is it then? What we going to do? (smh) So there is no more me and u or no us? Damn...
Oh you hit me with the we can be friends punchline...
No thats not good enough for me. And its shouldnt be something that you should be so quick to settle for.
I cant believe this. You loved me yesterday and today you like me as a friend?
Is this how all your relationships end? Love em, Fuck em, then like em? Do the big and expensive things then leave em?
Do you really hear the shit coming out your mouth right now? Is this how you really feel?
All this came up over night... Im sure your going to tell me it did and hope I believe that bullshit too.
Just like when you said you love me or when you said you would never leave me or when you said you wont let go of me.
If only you knew the true words that came into mind right now. No Im going to hold back from saying it. So you want to know? You really want to know!
If I could go back to when we first met; my first words would be
DONT FUCKING TALK TO ME!!!
If I could go back to when you first told me you love me I would say
FUCK YOUR FAKE ASS LOVE!!!
If I could go back and relive the moments when you shared your feelings with me; I would say
FUCK YOUR FEELINGS THEY DONT MEAN SHIT!!!
If I could go back to when you first touched me; I would say
DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME!!!
If I could go back to when you said you wanted to marry me; I would say
FUCK MARRYING YOU!!!!
If I could go back to when you said you wanted to have bare my seed; I would say
FUCK THAT BULLSHIT!!!
Now since you tell me this now and we being so honest.
Since you wanna be friends after all this time.
Since I have to less then 30 days to move out from you heart and return the keys back to its owner
Since I will never have anybody like you in my life ever again; Im going to say
FUCK YOUR HONESTY!!!
FUCK YOUR FRIENDSHIP!!!
FUCK YOUR HEART!!!
FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU!!!
(....As he looks deep into the picture....)
Damn why cant I just let you go...
(as the tear drops on the picture)
(Curtains close)
Dzy LilBishop
Monday, February 28, 2011
My Conovo from X-Factor
My Conovos from X-Factor....
What is it that makes u love someone?
What is it that keeps u involved?
What attracted u to that person?
What makes it legit?
- Meisha Jackson Their realness honesty goin out of the way to show their lovee; Them Stayin TRUE; if i had someone it would b because their genuine n have a great personality; legit?? Im not sure what yu mean by that??
Francess Choseup Andrews Can't really say in specific... either we vibin together or we not. As far as love goes and makin it legit for me its that raw uncut truth.. you know when you rather they lie to you than tell you the truth, you know them moments when it would be easier to lie but he's bold enough to say what you didn't want to hear that to me is love and I can forever ride with a nigga I can trust to be honest its most important to me
Dzy LilBishop Meisha basically wit all u described does that satistfy u fully? Is it something u can hold on to forever?- Dzy LilBishop @Francess I feel u... That rawness is what's needed. But I got a question... Where do u draw the line with that rawness? Is there a point where it's too much?
Meisha Jackson Yes n yes.! I say it because this person would b hard to come across and once i get it im never gonna want that person go
Taishia Loveless what makes me love some one is their uniqueness and personalty. What keeps me invovled is them being honest, loyal, loving,willing, open to enjoy life and not waste time on bs. What attracts me is a lot of thing how they stand out in a crowd of people, or how loving they are to kids, or them helping out etc. What maket it legit is when you both agree to having a future together- Francess Choseup Andrews Naw its never too much for me... cause I'm gonna respect you at the end of the day... truth goes hard and I'm ready... I never ask a question unless I'm ready to hear what I don't want to hear real shit... I'm the female who constantly tellin niggas be real with me and the rest can be talked about you lie no need for conversation.. honesty its the foundation if we ain't got we not gone make it... Its a wrap, burrito! Lol
- Dzy LilBishop@Taisha I like that! I like u broke it down.
@Meisha I feel ya. Those types of ppl are like hail marries. Lol hard to catch if not in position.
@Francess keeping it 100 is the best way. No matter how raw it is. Although the truth cuts sharper the a double edge sword; it strengthens u at the same time. Makes u stronger and prepares u for the future decisions.... - Dzy LilBishopWhat makes me love someone?ed me. Being who u are and were when u sparked an interest in me. It's hard to remain involved with someone who became a stranger...
The pureness of their heart towards me. If you can open up and have no flaws towards me, have no alt, and no have then I can love u for who u are to me...
What keeps me involve?
Simple; by doin that of which attract
What attracted or attracts me?
Your action. The things ppl don't see behind closes doors. The willingness of the heart. The independence of the individual. Your action will set the tone of the interest that will spark in me or others. It's all abt how u carry ya self really.
What makes it legit?
The submission of the bond of the two. Not submitting to me but what we have between us. Showing that ur willing to submit to our bond that means ur willing to take the relation to a relationship and commit to it fully. This will show the power of the heart and it's strength to keep the bond well kept. - Francess Choseup Andrews Def can respect all of that and share many of the thoughts you express guess that's where it falls through with me is the person I met is not the same person in the relationship and see some of my faults.. I get involved and lose myself sometimes being so wrapped up in a person
the end...
Monday, September 6, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
Another Dream Come True
Well today was the first full day I got to spend with my daughter Amya. She is so amazing in all her ways I cant even explain. Her laugh, smile, the way she sleeps, cries, and talk; it so wonderful to have my daughter in my arms. Its been like forever since I been with my child and now all the long days and nights of not having her will pay off. After all the drama her mother put me through it finally paid off.
My daughter was born Aug. 1st, 2007. During this time I wasnt there due to some issues of my condition and family. Ever since Amya was born; to me it felt as trouble just followed me everywhere I went.(Not just with my baby's mom) I pressed my way through it all. Yes I cried at nights and even felt like fighting just because. Amya is my angel and I love her so much since she was conceived. Now as time passes along and after the long wait I finally have what I wanted. She is in my arms as I type this small blog to viewers. I wont let her go for nothing. Out of all the dreams I grew up having, I know there is one that I can say Im proud to see it come true.
"Smile Mya cause Daddy loves you"
Dzy
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
That Noise
I heard a noise the other night while I was at home; that sounded so familiar. It hit me so hard that it stuck with me that next day as I went to work wondering where it came from. I thought about it for a long time; so hard that my head could have explode. Frustrated, I drove home soon after my work was done. I sat in my chair and just pondered on that sound which caught my attention. No TV., no radio, no cell phone; nothing to disrupt my thinking....
(Thinking)....
That noise...
That strange noise....
All I could think about where did it come from. Where was I when I heard it, what was I doing....
(Thinking).....
I was sitting here in this chair matter of fact I was sitting just like this balled up; sitting here thinking. I was thinking for a long time. I was thinking about my life; how I try to be the best I could be but I can't. I was thinking of my family; how they are suffering cause of me. I was thinking of my job; how everyone there despise me and looks down on me. My friends; how they betray me and stab me in my back. Thinking about me; how sorry I was.... What else could there be. (:- ( a soft cry is heard)... I hear it. I couldn't understand it but I hear it. It kept going on and on. This noise as louder as it got; sounds like pain. Sounds like a wounded animal why is it hurting. What causing this sorrow... Where is it coming from; Who is making this noise?!!!
(As The Crying Got Louder)
Who is it that's hurting so bad and why?
Slowly I walk to my bedroom drying off my face. I realize how wet my face was when I saw tears dripping from my hand. As I sat on my bed I thought to myself; who ever that was crying really needed to cry and let that out. So much pain within those tears would cause a breakdown. I start to lay down and cover myself in my blanket tightly. One question was stuck with me. So who was it built with so much pain that his tears over flowed and slowly curved down his face? I close my eyes cuz I didn't won't to see myself say it. I bit my tongue hoping that I could keep myself from letting it out. Soon after I gave in. I was tired of holding it in. I briskly opened my mouth and gently whispered my answer to this question that's been drilling into my mind.....
me.....
Sir. Dzy
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