Shades of brown

Ye taught me the words of our Holy Creator
Deal with the knowledge and the simple
Goodwill to the self, smiling with the merry heart
Ye taught me the words of mind yet I try to calm it
They said what art thou? Deaf with big capital 
Or small capital deaf, oh they asked, what art thou?
I told them, I am deaf or Deaf since it’s the same word
Or doth thou have any difference? I sign DEAF 

Oh,
Let me tell you something about my memory
Something relate to above but different thoughts
Me bold with italic and others are bold

1.
What race are you? 

Brown.

No, I’m asking you, what race are you?

I am brown.

I know you are brown, but what race are you? I am a black woman.

I am an Earthman.

No, not that I meant. Are you Indian or Coloured?

I am an Earthman.

Well, you’re mad.

Well, are you black?

Yes.

Really?

Yes, I am.

Is your skin like this black?

No.

What is your skin looking like?

I’m black, a black woman.

Really?

Yes.

Let me ask you again, is your skin like this black?

No.

What is your skin looking like?

Well.

Is your skin this black?

No.

What is your skin looking like?

Dark brown.

Then you are not black.

2.

I know your skin is light brown.

I am white.

No, you are not like this white.

Well, still I am white.

Look at your skin, is it this white? Really?

It is tanned.

Well, it is light brown; you are not white, but a lighter brown that is part of the volume of brown.

I am red because blood is red!

Oh, well. Sigh.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

A Song In My Head

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Let me sing song for you,
So now this is your song.

You can ask the Miracle Creator
To sing for you with His Miracle’s Tone
Because you know that there’s no harm to ask
Put it in your heart, I want you to feel
Alight? You ready? Yes, let’s get ready

I know that the world is full of sinners
Or that the world isn’t full of non-sinners
Or that the world is unpredictable
The days to the nights then back to the days
So that Man could one day sing for peace’s songs

Let Man sing song for peace,
So this will be Man’s song.

He can ask the Miracle Creator
To sing for peace with His Miracle’s Tone
Because he knows that there’s no harm to ask
He knows that the world is full of sinners
He knows that the world is unpredictable

Alight, he sings, alight, alight, alight
As the world could feel his heartbeat for peace
To say hi not goodbye and to say, amen
For knowing that the world isn’t full perfect
So he let himself singing for peace’s songs

©️ Ismael Mansoor

So deep and connecting

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Your fantasy words thine mind
“He is our Holy Creator”
And it also words thine heart
“I am the Lord our Miracle Creator”

Your imagination pens thine heart
Thee art our Lord
But someone tell thee
Lord is a word that I won’t praise

There are lords whom people call
And there are kings among the world
Your fantasy told you like not words
That men or women have acted

Your imagination told you like
Let us eat the Miracle Creator’s breads
And also drink our Holy Creator’s water
Remember that we are always hungry

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Deep touching

Your love makes me rocket
Like a shooting star
Thine shining world save me
All love to thou

Let I to ye as love passions
Let thee to me as light shine
Let you and I go to the sky
Raise all that we believe

Love shine as we passion
May we stand bright
Like we through the wall
Brighter all our inner world

©️ Ismael Mansoor

THE CIRCLE OF INVENTIVENESS – PART 5

What is going on with TV? Why is it blunts and then switch off and on? Who someone would have done it to toy with me? Well, thanks to a miracle that the TV comes back on, no more blunts and switch off. Hmm, I would like to have some biscuits, thought my head. Yummy, so lovely, so delicious. Oh you, Peace. Are you here to watch TV? Yeah, I thought so. Should I keep quiet like last time? Yes? I see. Enjoy watching TV what it offers. Sorry to interrupt your space-time, but I would like to say something since it’s thirty minutes, oh no words at all. Why are you here? Just watching TV or do you want me to say something even if you don’t speak? What would have I done if you stay quiet for as long as you need, but what about me? Why did you nod your head? Yes, I saw that you were nodding. Well, it’s another thirty minutes, no words at all. Why, Peace? Did you make a vow to silence your mouth? If you vow to silence your mouth, do you also vow to silence your hands? I know one of sign languages because Deaf is my friend. If he is here, I would welcome him to my heart, as I did to you and still do. What says you if I ask you to pronounce some words even if they are a few words. Just say it out of your hands. I know you can sign. Well, Peace, it has been one hour that we have not said anything, yes, no words at all. Would you agree with me if I say that you have been silent for two hours?

Provoke.

Oh, thanks Wisdom, for waking me up. Where is Peace?

He is not here.

Oh, yeah. What are you doing? Deaf? HOW-ARE-YOU? YOU WELL? GREAT.

I have something important to tell you.

About?

Well

You have kept our deal well. As I promise

Wisdom, it has been hours for you to return here with Provoke.

Provoke, can you go to this room over there? Thank you.

Marvellous, I have kept our deal, so should you do your part of our deal.

Be patient, Wisdom. Here a holy stone goes.

Thank you, Marvellous. Let’s go, Mr. Patience.

When I arrived in this room, it surely made me feel a true self, myself. What do you think of this room? It is old and ancient. No one knows this room but He gave me this room to look after. I have never left this room. Yes, I have not yet named this room, so should it be a good idea for me to call, this room?

Marvellous, I am sorry that my mind is not with you, because my mind scourges the Hypocrite. When I entered this room, my thoughts doom the Hypocrite’s infinity.

You have not changed, not one bit because you have kept your true self. However, do you know why you are here?

Yes, Wisdom told me everything.

You are a bond to him, do you know? Wisdom has kept you under him because without him you would not be this person you are today.

Whatever, don’t waste your time, Marvellous. Do the deal you had with Wisdom, you want me, right? You must hurry to do your part of Wisdom’s deal he had with you.

Well, Provoke. The deal I made with Wisdom was to see you with no further of the plan. I wanted to see you, in exchange, for my sake.

You are speaking like a riddle.

Well, Provoke. I ensure my words to make you understand because as long as you are understanding, you would not toy me with your words, but however, have you met the Hypocrite?

No, I have not.

Then why are you scourging the Hypocrite?

Because I am tired of the world that has taken parts of the Hypocrite.

Such as

Such as Charlatan, Sly, and many more.

Well, here is my deal I had with Wisdom, was to see you with no further of the plan, but I want you to take me with you for one month.

One month?

Yes, one month. I will inform Wisdom that my deal is to be with Provoke for one month.

Why, one month? Why not one day or one week?

Marvellous has to work and fulfill the duty she has from the order. Do you know Reduction?

Yes, I know him. He is full of nonsense.

Well, Reduction is deeming that he wants to end Deaf’s life.

What? He cannot do that. Because Deaf is my friend.

I heard that he stays with you until all is well and safe, right? Let me go with you for one month. You will learn a lot of things from my side, and who knows that Deaf will have lots of support from your side? Well, is it not your desire to support Deaf, is it?

I have always supported Deaf with all my soul because he is my faithful and quiet friend.

Then you tell Wisdom that Marvellous stays with you until one month is fulfilled. Is that good enough for you? Please remember that you do anything for Wisdom because he has done a lot for you, yes, really lots.

Well, I will do it. One month, only. Yes? Good.

Before we go to your house, let me tell you a bit about Charlatan who is staying with you, when he sees me, I want you to protect me from him.

Why should I protect you under my roof toward Charlatan?

I want you to protect me from Charlatan that being flirts with me. I have no desire to flirt with him. Please, Provoke, will you protect me from his flirtation? This is my deal I have made with you, protect me from Charlatan’s flirtation. I also heard that sometimes Sly visits Charlatan, so I can handle her lies because I can figure when she’s deceiving, but Charlatan, please will you do it for me, to protect me from his flirtation, yes, I repeat, will you protect me from Charlatan’s flirtation?

Okay, okay, okay, I hear you!

©️ Ismael Mansoor

One vs Two Perspectives

Cross burns my chest
You burn when your soul feels it
Cross is not your friend
Burn-in all side

Cross makes me burn
My chest burns when I feel cross
Can’t burn without cross
Then water them

Cross is pure but
We cannot let it burns us
Fire up boils in the chest
Think to water

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Shielding from the temptation

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Hey Tempt I would like to tell you
Well done oh you see
You rule my weak self
Cause you know how to weak my mind

Hey Tempt look at me with your eyes
Well done
Cause you toy with my soul oh yeah
You know

Hey Tempt you go to my weak self
Toy with my soul like you play me
You mess up my thoughts and my chest
Cause me think like a man of swear

Hey Tempt excuse me with my swear
But you weak me with your lies
Cause me gone to Save and Strong
No more to say to you well done

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Cheeky but true

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Oh, oh, oh
You look down on me
I won’t let you
I won’t look down on you

You told people that you want them to believe
How weak your tongue is, the lie is very weak
But you told them anyway about false of me
Yet I want you well, to know that I’m winning

Oh, oh, oh
You look down on me
I won’t let you
I won’t look down on you

When I said that I am winning
If you heard from some people about me
And if they are wrong I am winning
But if you heard right well done

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Out Of The Chest

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Express out of the chest
Calm is the body’s need

Wake up from the sleeping
Be grateful but if someone is not happy
Ask why to live and ask why, why
It is better to question self than to passive
Wake up from the passive mind that rules
Wake up from all that barrens, and all that sad
Wake up to all that made for self to experience
Beware of the enemy mind that troubles self

Express out of the chest
Calm is the body’s need

Open the eyes, see everything that it eyes
See is the thing that self tends to eye
But see is also another thing that self tends to ignore
Someone saw but they said, I never saw
Ignorance is such a bliss to all that act it
Ignorance is a self that tells, everything is fine
Ignorance would tell that all are okay but not true
Beware of everything that Ignorance sees

Express out of the chest
Calm is the body’s need

Ignorance, wake up, everything, up to the self
Self must experience hence the self must decide
When He one day would ask Ignorance, why did thou
Ignorance would say, excuse, excuse, and excuse
Think not that He who made life and death would not know
Ignorance would narrow their mind to save themselves
But He who made life and death would He let them
Beware of the lies that serve like, everything is fine

©️ Ismael Mansoor

The Qualities of Love

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I am not seeing you as a black man or a white man or a brown man. I am seeing you as a person with a name. Your colour means nothing to me.

Do you know why I said this? When some people asked what race I am, what religion I am, where I come from – all they wanted to know who I am as a definition of my colour skin, my belief, my nationality, my tradition, etc, etc, etc, but I answered, “I’m human. I’m earthman. I’m mankind. So here my name is Ismael.”

If you do not satisfy that I have answered to you that I am human, I am earthman, I am mankind. If you asked what my belief is, then I tell you that my belief is the Miracle Creator – the Understanding – the Truth, the Faith, the Goodness, the Light and the Miracle – all the same LOVE that we know for sure that LOVE bring this world as one family.

If you do not know LOVE as TRUE MEANING OF LOVE then why do you go out to ask some people who they are as colour skins, as their beliefs, as their nationalities, as their traditions, etc, etc, etc, because if you find out who they are so that you may judge them because you think you are love?

Love is an unity, it is something we all share and experience in life. Love is everything for each every love – everyone experiences love, and the special love will remain in their souls. Love is connected to one another, be it a billion – through our personalities, our presences, our flaws and our warm appearances. Love is not blinded by a quality, however people tend to make love based on their race, religion, nationality, and tradition.

For we are one mankind no matter what colour skin we are but LOVE doesn’t matter whatever we are as long as our connection is connected to LOVE for we can love together as one, as an unity.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

I wrote this poem above about three years ago