The Dark Side

Does anyone else find it terribly interesting that popular artist like Lady Gaga, Kanye West and even Jay Z have started promoting imagery that demonic and overtly blasphemous? Kanye West posted an article on twitter that describes his new video for the song entitled Power.

According to Dave Itskoff of Artsbeat Blog "Mr. West raps [while] surrounded by female attendants who are partly or entirely nude; some kneel before him on all fours, others wear devil horns and still others are suspended upside down from the ceiling. The Sword of Damocles hangs precariously over Mr. West’s head, and behind him an unseen executioner is preparing to strike him with a blade." Jesus elevated his status; perhaps he is interested in what the devil could provide. People who believe Jesus is their savior would not promote themselves being worshipped or surrounded by people wearing devil horns.

I am no Saint, nor am I judging Kanye. I have simply taken note of the changes I have seen in the industry. Many artist do not thank Jesus as they once did. Many artist are celebrating the dark side. Lady Gaga's latest video is also questionable. I thought there would be a Spanish lover in a field but there was more darkness and few Alejandro's. Pushing the envelope is one thing. Blasphemy is another.

What is the motive of artist today who are promoting behavior similar to that of the characters in True Blood when they were taken over by evil and forced to act out sexually and demonically?

Sleep

He Was Sleepin On Me

Now He Cannot Sleep

Said He Gotta See Me

I Told Him To Count Sheep

Everything He Sow

He Know He's Gonna Reap

Now He's Saying Im The One

That He's Tryna Keep

Want Me But Im Gone

Emptiness Cuts Deep

Thought The Grass Was Greener

Wak Ass Hoes You Peep

She Wasnt What You Thought She Was

Guess Her Shit Was Weak

Now It Is Too Late For You

Hit The Snooze Im Sleep

FIRESTARTER

I had A Blue Umbrella

Under It We Stood

Plenty Space For Both Of Us

I Thought We Were Good

Tho The Weather Worsened

I Was Confident We Would Stand

He Seemed To Be Protected

And dry Unlike The Land;

But as the RAIN continued

He began to roar

And Lit my umbrella on Fire

Its Remnants On The Floor

I stood as WET as ever

Confused By What Was Done

I was left there soaking

And then there came the SUN

It DRIED Away The Rain

Now I Got It Made

And The Fire Starter

Is Now Looking For Shade

WAIT!

It was scorching hot in Woodland Hills. I was poolside in a metallic micro bikini when I heard laughter coming from the mouths of young children. A middle-eastern woman carrying a glass bowl of red colored fruits and water escorted her three children to the pool. They seemed to be ages three, five and eight. As soon as she was able to open the gate to the pool the three year-old little boy took off running and jumped in before anyone could stop him. The mother screamed wait. In a panic, she dropped her glass bowl, which shattered everywhere, and dove into the pool to rescue her life-saver free child. When she climbed out of the pool with the boy in her arms she seemed embarrassed. I had gathered most of the glass for her and told her Thank God he is alright. The child continued to laugh as though he had no clue he could not swim and would have easily died in the eight feet of water he jumped into. His mother was sobbing as she helped me finish cleaning up the spill. Afterward, she sat down and watched as her children swam. All three equipped with floatation equipment. Everything could change for any of us at any moment. Lets appreciate this moment.

BULLET PROOF

I Felt Bullet Proof. Then I Got Shot.

I Try To Keep My Cool But DAMN Dem Bullets Hot.

I Think That He Loves Me. What If He Loves Me Not?

Is He Really Into Her Will She Take My Spot?

He Told Me Not To Worry, His Heart Is In My Hand

When I Looked Inside My Palm I Could Barely Stand.

I Saw The Love He Had For Me, The One That Was For Life

And In My Palm There Was A Ring

HE WANTS ME AS HIS WIFE

Heold My Angel Disappeared

"But you do're gone,
And happiness is gone very far,
Towards dark backgrounds,
And life has unfolded,
Sad, monotonous and cruel,
Covered in scars and wounds,
And what I say one day,
Was not true,
Happiness is more
It is hidden behind huge dark clouds
Covering the sky with their menacing forms ...
Too many questions revolve around me
My life is guided by choices that are not mine ... "

I used to get high on his memory

Now I get high & he here with me

Love him so much-it is sickening

Goe So Good-treat him like a King

In exchange all of the Love he bring

Answer everytime that his celly ring

Warms my soul, makes me wanna sing

Pounds my Puss with his Ding a Ling

doesn't mean much, it don't mean a thing

Time flies by circles like a ring

Focus on the good while the good is there

As long as he's around I don't have a care

Past is done We Cant Take It Back

Love Dont End Baby Thats A Fact!

Let Shit Goe And It Came Right Back

Cuz I'm on my job, i dont EVER slack