Chapter One (of 13)
Sun Tzu said:
THE ART OF WAR
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The Art of War
is of vital importance to the State.
It is a matter of life and death,
a road either to safety or to ruin.
Hence it is a subject of inquiry
which can
on no account be neglected.
Maintain perspective. Especially when the times (& rhymes) are hectic.
The art of war, then,
is governed by five constant factors.
The theatre of war contains
many actors, distractors,
ex-military sub-contractors.
Along this occupation....
Calculations
to be taken into account
in one's deliberations,
when seeking to determine -
the conditions obtaining in the field.
Things not covered by
Blue Cross, Blue Shield.
If,... We keeping it real.
These are:
'Numero Uno'... "The Moral Law"
That's includes... '5-Oh' Snaps !
The MPs' are Coming!
Why are You running ?!
Stunning !
Hit him with the stun-gun.
Number 2 is... "Heaven"
Shot and killed at 5 is what i heard...
reported
on the News at 7;
with up-dated coverage at 11pm.
"Earth"...... is Number 3.
Many species of swift swishing fishes
in the vast-spanning Seven Seas.
Slippery Seal Teams and amphibious maurading assaulting hardened Marines.
Desert camoflauge painted Humvees cruise at steeping slanting degrees.
SWVs tailing in SUV's.
Dragons-flies fly sortees...
prism-pigmented spectral colorings to attract Monarchs... naturally.
A Shout-Out to David Attenborough.
Is he a 'Sir'?
[ A mental note to research ]
Number 4... is "The Commander"
The lieutenant was adamant.
Drop Thor's Hammer 'Mjollnir'-
on their heads until they shatter.
What's the Matter? Did I s,ss,Stutter?
Please, Colonel Blackson,
the bright sun of a black man's heritage.
Tell them for me Michael...
"Don't Be A Stupid Mudda-Sucka!"
If, one Trident will do the trick;
Then, don't hestitate to Sling-Shot Another!
In more poetic terms,...
Hit'Em with
the Tap Dancing 'Step-Brotha'.
Bastard son of which family neva utters.
His dented pewter tray disappears into the blackness... when he is slid his supper.
14 hours notice for the population to evacuate.
Monitored triangulated routes for the caravans
transportation of UN sanctioned humanitarians.
No doubt unawares that... one-of-there's is helping
to proliferate uranium with rogue Iranian generals.
Transport the women, children, sick
& the humbled rumblers;
to a more fortified safer haven
than what their fleeing, scurrying leaders gave them.
Solitude for Prayers.
Somebody say Amen.
Hand those there some masks & aprons.
They'll help with the tasks of peeling,
preparing & stewing potatoes.
Providing nourishment to fighters.
Some... whom are blossoming maidens.
Some worrisome; Swollen wombs laiden
with fertilized ripening seeds of
the next generation of hope & waning.
Alot of the fold... Cold. Don't care.
Too Many repeated unproductive Years;
Luke-warm beers & NOT enough tears.
Grouped up, alone; Too many un-faced fears.
Handy in small-appliance repair.
Shaded in Cool despair.
Mr. I Swear.... I'll Be - Jackson 5 -
Right 'There'.
Sooon as i git the bus-fare.
"Just call my Name Girl and I'll Be.... "
Damn,
My Obama Phone Went Dead.
Commence the Mayhem.
"Let's Get Ready To Rumble !"
& "Dunk ova Mount Mutumbo !"
A Ninja... with similiar features.
Purposely, isolated in a jungle concrete bunker.
This warlord punk clown - thought he could hunker down.
T-minus 13 hours till the whole basin is
smothering in au-gratin justified suffering.
My spittal like missiles - Thunder Dome.
With searing white heat that melts the precious metals of shiny blingy-things.
Nobody Relax. Hulk Say SMASH !
At a forward glancing slanting velocity for unstoppable advancing.
Avalanching Quicker than Barry Allen's
adrenline-fueled, after-dark steroid-infused,
b-boy break-dancing break-through moves,
hyperactive, imaginative vision of lightning striking FASTly -
akin to tetra-sonic-spasmatic risk of exrtacorporal strained wrists experiencing compounded fracturing.
Factoring in sporadic attack Slashes, ass-whippings - propagating initial ideal conditions for
DJ Frank Flash's 1&2s turbulent turbo-charged sychromatic
ambidextrous disc throwers' spazzing?
I'm not really asking .
I exclaim & explain in rhetorical flames... - Why; and while - still sipping
on caustic acid.
There's a flood ravishing the land.
The region's largest dam 'collapsed'.
Re-draw the geo-topological map.
The battle-ax attack Apache swats
the fiesty mosquitoes & naughty gnats.
Fanning pulverizing hell-fires... Rat-A-Tat-Tat...
into the entrenched enemy's
burning & smoldering
decimated habitat.
The multitude of their spinning - tumblers rapidly emptying.
Echoing, conclusive, reverberating fire-power against the trembling mountain's
clustered huddled shelves.
I thought I faintly heard a small cry-
like from a shy quiet elf - for 'HELP !'.
then shifted to - a 'Review'....
I can't seem to remove from Yelp.
I paused - on a moment - with Uniqua.
before she became a creature of the night. Like Blade - but on the wrong side.
A sprite; trying to be 'Bonnie' with Clyde... in a growing city-wide crime syndicate.
illegitimate sublime red-lining thoughts... Tokyo Drift sprinting...
to Beethoven's 5th . . .
. .
.
Number 5
is Method
and Discipline
Are you sitting upright,
focused and attentively listening?
Dont' be George or Michael and divulge our plans
with a 'Careless Whisper'.
Be a better operative - than 'a good friend'.
You know damn well - like the word play fans...
the cold war enemies are listening in.
to a cell phone number you gave
to known, former, uncanny associates
of dis-graced traitor, Edward Snowden.
Another - ( 'Better-Not-Be' leaked )... Breaking News Story -
for another day -
from a typical day at an off-site
black ops office.
The NSA's got 99 Problems: and in Prime Slot #1...
is
On-going Terrorist Activity.
Add to that sarcasm.
"The Bohrium
calling the Thorium"....
R A D i O A C T i V E !
The east coast gH0St host Phantom prose
showcase of
Hip-Hop-OPeratic unpublished, non-censored episodes of
hypo-critical, hyper-surreal drama. Weary of thinking through
- where to correctly - grammatically - place the commas.
This is a lot more different
than writing a check for a million dollars.
Transgressions causing indigestion.
Inflammation. Respitory congestion.
Be advised : You are to proceed at your own neglected discretion.
Who backed up this... afore-mentioned so-called 'optimistic' lucrative venture.
A conglomerate operating from within Hou-Nang Sing City ?
Some say... ' dragon bitten illuminati ' ; But, however,...
that's not even a real thing ?
This pod-cast 'interview' is nauseating & loathable.
AND... mind you -
these BDU's are still considered highly fashionable.
You may stand at... "At Ease.",... If you so please.
I use a lot of acronyms
ATF, FBI, IBM, M-16s, CDC, NIH, DMV, EMP's.
Because impressionable youthful minds get their hands on my mixtape Mp3s and corrosive audio CDs.
Limited Series GH05T L@B3L DVDs. Sooo..., instead of only merely partially learning to be
de-sensitized to the vulgarity of the corporate landscape, boulevards and streets; They can
also supplementally acquire knowledge of essential survival A,B,C's.
I'm a village elder. ( Some in the counsel murmur... 'Idiot'. )
Still. I got flames to weld Boyz-2-Men.
If... they choose reflection and retention.
Too much slacking. "Stand At Attention !"
With a hungry eagle's eyes focus, glare, abdominal core-cavity muscles tensioned.
The Posture of : I'm Jump'in IN !
Not the shallow end - my following... renditioning.
Do i sound like a glibber-ish-ly spitting MC (?)
If so then... Cut me off real quick.
[ Broadcast to Eygpt . Manuver some battleships. Prepare a a diss ]
i don't sound like slim;.... Amplifying my culturally rebellingly
educating liberating black ink bic.
There will be... NO cell phone viewing, perusing,...
while I'm the one speaking.
I have entirely too much self-respect....
to even find myself in that sort of networking format.
I might as well - chill in a crack-den.
I feel like.... I'm What's Happenin'.
ESPECIALLY,... If (& while) I'm rappin'?!
Call it arrogance. Assess me a 'Flagrant'.
I call it - proper....
civil decorum .
I'm talking here.
Put up - for sure - your phuckin' phone man.
I uNDerStand...
the Hot-Ham 2nd Amendment.
Stop playing.... those games.
That's lame. WE share the lane.
And you're moving slow -
While you're talking fast.
And you can't gas - me up.
That's enough of that.
Not here. to teach the rude...
how not to be rude. That might appear to make me look like i'm worst than rude. A prude.
Continuing
with My Rap-Manga-Stylings.....
There is one 'Z' and three 'E's -
in the words Sneeze and Squeeze.
Also, "Freeze".
I SAID...
"Freeze ! Dr. Freeze !
FREEZE !!!
Enough With the entitling
attitude
with
how you commit felonies."
I'm now working with the authorities.
I came in my own modified retro-fitted chinook.
They had my passport photo; with a stack of papers...
in a manila folder.
Through the crackle over the Motorola.
Heard them say...
"Bring him over...
to Research & Development."
To play Chess?
To fellowship?
They asked me for the C.E.O.'s documents.
How did they know about the 'middle-finger' drive
AND the digitized blueprints ( hmmm??? )
They offered a uniquely intriquing deal like Bob Parker.
Plus 2 million cash on the table
at the sky bar's restaurant.
Proffered by a seductive
intellectually mesmerizingly stunning brazillian female agent
with - who looked like Dolph Lundgren as a bodyguard for 'protection'.
I threw her a bar - She grabbed me in an armbar and expeditiously threw me across the bar!
Said she 'learned judo from three of her Gracie Uncles.'
We enjoyed brunch. Sparred at the Hotel's Gym.
At 8pm picked over a mindfully-prepared 7 course meal - scrumptiously tintilating french
cooked dinner. And then i bidded her... 'Good Night'. She seemed offended.
I enjoyed a good night's sleep - in a sweet air-conditioned and well-appointed suite.
TO HOLD UP IN -
until i turn state's evidence ( ? )
Despite the fact-
that I was innocent.
I.D. showed...
I'm an out-of-the-state
resident. See how that's relevant?
I'm not even from this Planet !
It would break code - to reveal to them my actual address.
Plus, they don't process an accurate ( ANY ) astral map.
Can't re-quintenplotabulate and use GPS.
Sure as hell,
cannot guess ???
'Cookie' & the academically gifted sisters - cannot DO the math.
You'll need exact... 17X50 plotted dimensional co-ordinates.
Magnus Carlsen & a 'think tank' at Cern having trouble
comprehending.
Beating their chests in frustration - venting.
Playing a game of chess to help with
stimulating a relatable rational contemplation.
Apparently, a knight is not duly dedicated
to the throne.
If - it is required to tell a soldier twice to...
"Move & Bring IT Along." Then there is something that is glaringly wrong.
Most likely, he simply.... does not here, belong. He is not an heir.
Remove him from the willing throng.
We provided him with provisions - advised him to go west.
He left two hours ago - headed due north.
And left without water.
I'm a rolling stone's throw away from -
where-ever I lay 'Excalibur'... is my home.
I have a life-sparing back-up, humane 'human' strong defense against the crooked cops.
I Have the original copy of the Corner Store's 24 hr. VHS surveillance Tape!
Dismissed : international code violations.
Pending - due to be dropped... federal charges.
I continue with my Double-0's license to -
fire off semi-automatic freestyle barrages.
Bankrupt the corrupted incorrigible competitors.
Caused the derailment and subsequent train wreck - where our opposing thoughts
on the matter conflicted. I'm deliciously, unmovingly, convicted.
Accelerating in my persistence unrelenting indefensible offensiveness against pestilence -
assisting myself
intercepting the inter-loopers transactions
at the clover-leafing intersection.
During de-briefing- told of the 'bad luck' for them and their recruited irish henchmen.
Borrowing Atlas's levers, a spool of string, to cleverly on time interrupt their
co-ordinated scheduled delivery & reception of the illegally smuggled
black-market enriched plutonium.
As the newly appointed Director spoke from the podium;
I reflectively imagined
the shockwave of the ensuing cleansing pandemonium.
The sanitizing refreshingly
-- a moment to breeathhee in deep --
rejuvenating aroma of ammonia.
In a properly diluted formula.
McGyers' Pine-sol.
Destroying bacterium.
There will be an up-roaring of public hysteria.
Sensationalized and streamed by every major broadcasting news media.
Collateral of reform, a senator barks.
Silently wishing - forehead dampening,
that - she held back those remarks.
The carbon-fiber-glass graphite-coated
Phoneix had ascended before pre-dawn.
Re-imagined DaVinci design.
Ancient Mesopotamic mechanical Cicada.
Nestling in military history's memory;
to spawn to man's future awe & agony.
Sailing a translucent slip-stream
- too elevated to be seen -
by the un-aided,
un-trained normal eye.
The silver lining - scripted.
to deliver an award winning performance. Like Jack Nicholson's
big gig... 'The Shining';
A huge theatrical movie hit.
While delivering the daily mail - feeling like he's 'taking in & seeing everything'.
A short-cladded - tall caucasian male is nervously lustfully observing.
His focus & attention is a blonde hottie with 2 twin toddlers and a cross-fit body
spilling Starbucks coffee - while trying to untangle the tied-up leashes of her triplet collies...
"Ollie, 'O-G' & Molly".
"Aaaahhh!"...
for the part of that - that's cute.
and does not require a parachute; or a diet of Sesame Street Branded Premium-Blended bird seeds.
Observe people die from a bird's eye view.
One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest's
upon seeing the video and reading the Captioned Text.
This freestyle - like so many others.
Needs a team of
fact-checkers and editors.
With extra high-level... Top-Secret
Cleareance Credentials. They are formally forbidden to speak with Mo'Nique' (Hicks).
Consequentially,
it may be smart - to also avoid conversing with
Steve Harvey & step-daughter Lori.
JesSay'in.
60% of my Field Reports - are re-dacted.
Access through the Freedom of Information Act. That is hilarious ! Good Luck with that.
Shelve that. The question I'm pondering...
"How do I", as opposed to the entity which employs me... "get stuck with sanctions!?"
Chuck - this bad luck hockey puck, muck.
Diplomatic embassy gate-keeper hassles.
I'm not kissing the crusty butts of those snotty nose ass-holes.
I'll stay stuck in Baumholder.
I've earned 2 weeks repose.
"Danke, schönen Tag noch."
Translation: "Thank You, Have A Nice Day : )
Anyway;...
Excuse me, while I castle...
Queen-side, and run the country-side diagonal.
Create a forking position strangle hold.
Construct the 'At twilight" ambush.
The 'Y'All Fell For That!?'... booby trap!
Crush the ill-speaking bishop's vocal cords.
Advance the g file pawn inconspicuously along.
The black swan - composing the song;
harks his horn - sound waves ripples the placid pond.
21 moves to promotion. The middle rivaling has set
the end game into motion. Consider maybe - taking some notes (?)
NOT... my lady's currency -
We aren't crooks.
Follow closely as we navigate around this twisting brook.
Not that close... You're standing on my under-armour cladded pivot foot.
Now, watch & learn how : as i sabotage and implode the
two brooding formidable asymetrical Rooks.
Continuing....
The Moral Law causes the people to be
in complete accord with their ruler,
so that they will follow him regardless of their lives, undismayed
by any danger.
The global hawk is exiting the hanger.
Unfriendly to strangers. Gang Bangers.
Pre-emptive Strike without anger.
The serpent will be de-fanged.
Heaven signifies night and day,
cold and heat, times and seasons.
Foreign agents abidingly abetting treason.
Corrupting and manipulating for lowly
selfishly-motivated mundane financial reasons.
Loyally, royally decieving.
With lies they concieved - and now ardently
feverishly also believe in. also Chronic NoN-pulmonary Heart disease.
Dear Father, Please... Help Me to See, Choose Clearly.
To Love, Respect, Honor, Serve More Humanly Earnestly.
Pray also for- and have pity for and on - the servient shadow puppet masters.
Our investigative techniques detected
and averted another nuclear disaster.
We need to increase our agility;
Be smarter, Move faster .
Through wind-shear - an erupted left ear canal,
excessive - not-to-mention
extremely expensive hard-to-get munitions- detonating explosive rounds.
The got-damn crumbling over-priced rented-out
amphitheater is coming down. Focus now...
Go and secure the crown.
Then bring the town car around - to ferry me
to a 'meet' on the other side of town.
Get-all-of-that down .
Reading Master Sun's lips...
His words being muted by the weather's bustlings. His strategy, soothingly very clear.
His enlightning fiery insightfulness felt as
if it may have been divinely inspired. Poured out
as sodium crystalline from my glands.
Gritty like the alabaster turned to sand -
blasting my jowls with cold northern winds
from the dry midlands
of neigboring eastern Pakistan.
I'm outside waiting for
the Israeli-borne liaison to deliver the package.
They're never early. It's hypnotic -
the Black Hawk's blades
rotating - it's iron appendages oscillating,
pirouetting, artistically, violently,
ferociously twirling .
It's gotten late. It's now mid-evening.
You ain't my dj. Yet,... You're trying to
M!X and Turn the Tables. On me! I see... i.a.
Wants Me ASAP. Back at the Farm.
I instruct the class: "Dice, Iron & Charm".
Multi-tasking - i'm curing the resin to manufacture dissolvable shurikens and arm assassin's with knowledge
of guerilla toxicology & botanical pharm.
Versed in 18 Methods
of Extreme H.A.R.M.
A moment please,... while i dis-arm
my son's home-made, impovished
black-lives-ANTi-matter bomb.
You were only supposed to
do these Arts & Crafts
when supervised by your sister. What is the location... ie 'where-abouts-
of Mom - Young Mister Administrator?
Co-Parenting skills.
The wherewithall to bare & single-handedly maim & kill.
Humility... to clean-up my own foam when my hazardous poems boil over and spill.
Blade in the heel - blood-dripped
Salvatore Ferragamo wing-tips. Recover my spent cartridges'
shell-casings off of the now stained - 'strain-resistant' lobby's carpet.
A lil' moonshine over ice; Orangeburg County star-shine frosty-cold nights.
Emitting a foggy glowing ambient floating moisty light.
My trusty Mossberg autoloader, a mini-tv...
Listening to Kurt Loder; Previously recorded from MTV;
A deck-of-cards for Gin-Rummy & Poker.
No 'Check Out My Hooters' pull-out adult center-fold magazine posters. However,
it ain't Broke-back Mountain.
Don't be slighted by a prejudicial sounding disclaimer.
I'm focused. Working to avoid the hocus-pocus.
Don't ask me.... who Kurt Loder is.
I know I've gotten older.
A veteran pusher of strollers - BEFORE Twitter, SnapChat... AND Facebook.
tick TOOK.
tick should give it back. tiK toK ?
Something like that.
Before Screw, Drill, Trap, Mumble Rap.
Sardine cans stash for hungry tummy.
I ain't no dummy - came prepared to cook fish
on a portable propane grill.
Guarding - maybe - clansmens' still.
Quiet for a minute. [ finger over lips ]
"SSShhhhhhhh...",
doesss it sound like
someone's approaching ?
Excuse me, Shit!,... I might be trippin'.
Dungaree Carthartt, duck hunting,
assorted camping gear.
It got foul.
They started moving birds - for REALLY real.
It iS... Very real in the field;
IF... mid-volume illicit drug-trafficking is your field of occupation.
How many of you - can feel me.
Know what I'm saying?
A license with a sheild - Carries a certain...
globally-accepted seducing sex-appeal.
Five-point beveled Stars encrusted.
'Red-white-and-Die-Hard-blue' official...
'unofficial' platinum seal of government.
A bold bald American eagle represents.
Buffers... my confidence;
Energizing my zeal.
Tempering...
A Calm.
I splinter the vortex
and Enter The Storm.
According as circumstances
are favorable,
one should modify one's plans.
Looking into me dicerningly,
Master Sun asked...
"Do You Understand?"
All Warefare is
based on deception.
Our mission in the city -
Can we... destroy 'Dispensor'...
{ a physical manifestation of ignorance }
before he proceeds transforming the landscape
into
an unlivable environment of detritus.
What does that word mean ?
{ Waste, debris of any kind }
Even a discarded pair of Calvin Kleins.
Justin screams...
"Those are Mine!"
Actually,.... those belong to Hailey (?!)
Do our duty diligently.
We'll need more freestyle artillery.
A tower of Peaveys...
Call the Boss. Admiral Stavridis?!
Of Course Not... Hell No!
Call 'Bruce Springteen'.
Ask him to also band-up his A-Team
that's bar-hopping on E Street.
Who
knows 'Flea',
Terminator X? See if we
can requisite Stevie Nick's Cyborg Replicant !
Clear the airfield and clear the lane.
Locate, then send - the errant Reverend's commandeered
private jet plane to
arrange to retain -
the ordained elder brother
now Pastor,... Jeremy McClain.
Try not to be so judgemental - about the
installation of the experimental piloting a.i. -
navigating the system's aviation.
This flight is a baptizing;
and allows the engineers to confirm the celestial filament's atmospheric
static particle-charging and system's re-wiring. If...,
The Argon-Neuro-Ghost-Emplifier-Link
is properly firing.
I'm supplying you with limited access to classified information.
Until you've gone through the established channels for vetting.
That's about all you're getting...
on that subject.
You've obviously been preliminarily selected.
The star reference chart indicated
with never-failing preciscion.
With adjustments for earth-based internet communications network conditions :
A window of 13 seconds accuracy.
EARTH-BASED TIME:
When you would
recieve this transmission.
The seconds tick on- for the FIRST time >
and then... a THIRD time .
When You REWIND & Re-Read these L!NES .
i'll reset the clock - and reveal the paradox
of my Not 'tik-tok' time-travel clock - with whom
up till now; i only shared with Spock
in his last epoch
over scotch with Kirk & Scott.
I could not - hard as i tried... find 'Doc'.
Normally, Mister 'Johnny-on-the-Spot'.
Probably, administering some civilian
pilgrim aliens
medicine and penicillin.
The conundrum of TIME
( and being a freestyler & his listener ) continues...
As, I must continue...
[ from where i left off - first let me cough
and clear my throat. clear some quotes. ]
Implement: Total Destruction.
Do NOT... hold that thought.
End... ill fraught traditions
with a graciously,
righteously demanding, offensive
and commanding illuminating presence.
Eliminate the foe's annual civic functions.
No holiday celebratory parties -
No regional networking luncheons.
You'll get knocked out - first round;
if you approach the Punch bowl.
Marshals amplify and Rock-n-Roll over
every un-submitting threshold.
And bring back the bastard snitch, that gave-up
our affiliation to 'ThreadStone.'
[ Save the energy of that tone ]
Now the general who wins a battle
makes many calculations in his temple.
Meditation and mental preparation.
- ere the battle is fought .
The general who loses a battle
makes but few calculations beforehand.
Thus do
many calculations lead to victory, and few calculations to defeat:
how much more
no calculation at all!
It is by attention to this point
that I can foresee....
who is likely to win or lose.
Now choose...
Enrichment ::
Empowerment
Weaponize Your Thinking ::
Plan for Success .
such is the essence of....
The ART of WAR .
( "Chapter I" Laying Plans )
by james francis [ an alias ]
Projected Launch ::
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