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Screw Your Perception
Screw Your Perception
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Basically, Screw Your Perception is to remind us all that we are one. How is our ego getting in the way and stopping us from listening and accepting others just as they are? How can we learn to live in love and in relation with another? How can we learn and understand one another? What if we listened? What if we allowed others to be themselves? What if we let go? What if we were willing to look ourself in the mirror? What if we might just be each other's reflection? What if we were here to learn, to show empathy, to love, and to accept one another? Can we accept others just as they are? Can we accept them even when to us, what they are saying, thinking, or doing seems so different from what we are saying, thinking, or doing? The big question: Can we deflate our ego and stop trying to change everyone else? Maybe it is about changing ourselves. Maybe it is all about connection rather than division?

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    Screw Your Perception - Kareem A Rashed

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    Screw Your Perception

    Kareem A Rashed

    Copyright © 2022 Kareem A. Rashed

    All rights reserved

    First Edition

    PAGE PUBLISHING

    Conneaut Lake, PA

    First originally published by Page Publishing 2022

    ISBN 978-1-6624-5601-5 (pbk)

    ISBN 978-1-6624-5603-9 (digital)

    Printed in the United States of America

    Table of Contents

    In the beginning there was the Word and the Word was SPOKEN:

    Who Gets Acknowledged

    Introduction

    What is Perception

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Chapter 11

    Chapter 12

    Chapter 13

    Chapter 14

    Chapter 15

    In the beginning there was the Word and the Word was SPOKEN:

    EgoManiac

    I think I'm all that and some cheesecake

    I think I'm delicious, my ego is vicious. Deadly!

    It will kill me if I give it permission

    my head be, getting bigger than a blimp.

    It's, like I won a gold medal off in the Olympics

    Hold on! Let's settle this within an instant

    I'm an egomaniac

    oh how I love the attention

    Affirmation. Leaves me salivating from my mouth

    like a puppy getting pet

    rubbed on his neck.

    Yes! Stroke my ego why don't you

    show me respect. You should honor me

    bow down and give me pecks

    softly on my feet

    walk next to me

    Tell me I'm so handsome

    that should only be your speech.

    Tell me I'm worth more than a million

    and you would love to birth my children.

    A villian! An extremist!

    A terrorists when it comes to killing

    your character in my head.

    I'm revealing my insecurities.

    It's ridiculous how to you I sound so sure of me

    but on the inside there's no sign of purity.

    Blinded by pride, the sun shines in my eyes.

    My vision is blurry,

    so egoistic and so

    if it has nothing to do with me,

    I don't want to hear it.

    Stuck in my feelings,

    selfish and self centered

    reckless and uncentered.

    My methods and motives are impure,

    but I'm sure you don't notice.

    How can I control this

    to my benefit and change the outcome?

    It's dangerous and how come

    I'm so manipulative?

    But these questions won't get answered

    because right now I'm only after.

    What it is that you can give

    so I can live without disaster.

    I'm the King of the mountain.

    Master of every hill,

    let my will be done and it will.

    Take place!

    My ego helps me walk around and be fake,

    smile in your face and say that life is great.

    I would like for you think

    I got it all together, but that's never the case.

    I'll do whatever it takes to make me feel good,

    Yes that's the state

    I try to reside in.

    This maniac

    yes his ego grows in size when

    ever

    you compliment me.

    It will boost my confidence indeed.

    I need your approval,

    if I get it I succeed.

    I bleed arrogance, I inherited the seed.

    Gene pool filled with ego fools

    twisted and narcissistic

    every topic gets twisted and turned about me.

    How could you doubt me?

    Around me

    it is only me, I surround me.

    Sounds stupid, but arguably

    it's profoundly deep.

    I'll do anything just to keep you around me

    Like me, love me, fight me, it excites me.

    My ego is frightening,

    fear and it's frightening.

    In my pride it's likely

    for me to be mighty.

    I can save you, heal you

    my answer is yes, even if it kills you.

    I know it will kill me

    my self worth

    right now I don't see how it would hurt.

    But let's talk about saving you,

    changing you

    taking you

    out of the dirt and embracing you.

    plus it will make me feel amazing too.

    Superhero

    I'll put out a blaze for you.

    Go through the fire

    and pull you out of the ashes.

    If only I can awaken you

    stick out the ladder and you grab it.

    Then my ego will receive praises and clapping,

    standing ovations.

    I'm an egomaniac

    a doctor who heals all his patients.

    Insane insanity

    brain filled with vanity.

    I'm God!!

    Leave it to me,

    It's my job to save all of humanity.

    Egomaniac

    Kareem A. Rashed

    All rights reserved copyright 2019.

    Acceptance

    Let's see if I can practice acceptance and toleration

    the problem with that is

    Humans bother my patience.

    A lot of placing,

    individuals in categories

    I wonder what category I'm placed in?

    Because I walk with a twist

    and my hips be swaying

    then to you I must be gay

    I don't know,

    Maybe that's what you are saying?

    Or I'm a black man that was taken

    and placed in a slave ship

    full of niggers?

    And if you say that,

    then you are racists!

    What's my placement?

    Is it a criminal who life is wasted

    because of my skin color?

    I'm locked up with a minimum

    of 20 years I'm facing?

    Or do you see me on a corner with a sign

    and you sigh…

    thinking why won't he get a job

    it's not that hard to make it?

    Or maybe I'm a thug because I love

    to have my pants hanging,

    below my waist

    so to you I'm slanging drugs

    or smoking it?

    I don't know what you're thinking,

    it's easy to lose focus when

    you don't notice

    your own boat is sinking.

    Drowning,

    too busy trying to fix other people

    instead of keeping your eyes

    fixed on your surroundings.

    The tide is rising,

    water is climbing above sea level.

    See shovel and dig a hole

    for your problems and try to hide them.

    Expose everyone else

    I suppose everyone else

    to you, is a tyrant?

    But the only one that's standing beside you

    is You and You,

    if You only knew or had a clue

    that no one is really as bad as you.

    And that includes

    rapists, murderers, drug dealers,

    but it's sad that you

    don't know that love heals us.

    And covers a multitude of offenses

    bringing me close to you

    coming over the fences.

    But hopefully you will get it,

    but so be it.

    Criticize every other human being

    I believe it's

    an epidemic or an disease

    that sits within us and bleeds.

    And seeps into another person's war

    and what's more.

    Is that not ours to fight

    I can't control nothing,

    I ain't got enough might.

    Can't change another person's life

    only mine.

    So divine is my quest,

    there's no question

    I am in line to be blessed.

    And so is every other person

    who gets on your nerves with

    their imperfect imperfections.

    There's a purpose,

    perfect it.

    Grow in my service of others,

    purpose perfected.

    Wash someone else's feet

    that's filled with dirt and respect them.

    Hurt and rejection

    will cause us to hurt and reject them.

    Instead of accepting

    the level that someone else is at or on.

    Take em off your platform,

    they can't reach your standard.

    So don't let em stand on it,

    people are prone to fall off.

    It's placed too high on a tottering beam,

    it's seems

    they can only reach the top in your dreams.

    Soon as you awake

    the next day they are placed

    on the ground with two feet.

    Walking right next to you

    acting the same but in their own way unique.

    No one is different!

    everybody is broken split in pieces,

    afflicted with dis-ease.

    It's no peace on this land,

    so a man has to have a piece in his hand.

    Resort to violence couldn't be part of the plan,

    but Man is so hard to live with.

    Especially when all you do is take in this life

    and not give anything.

    Not wealth or diamond rings,

    but to help a guy in a time of need.

    Or accept this man when he is on his knees

    instead of sitting around and judging others.

    The human race is One,

    that's your sister or brother

    niece, nephew or cousin maybe your mother.

    Maybe this world would be different

    if we learned to love us!

    Acceptance

    Kareem A. Rashed

    Copyright 2019. All Rights Reserved.

    This content belongs to Kareem A. Rashed. Any copy of content without consent is considered copyright fraud.

    Brilliant

    It ain't no sweat off my brows

    sitting here thinking somehow

    I am gonna make it.

    Through the pain and the strife

    dealing with the feeling of loss.

    What did I gain in this life?

    Picture the frame, the vision, my sight.

    Look ahead not to the left or the right

    keep my feet steady cause any slight,

    push or shove might.

    Throw me off this cliff

    and I'm afraid of heights.

    But still with might,

    I stand tall.

    Full of resilience,

    yeah this negro is brilliant.

    In stillness,

    I sit still with myself for my health

    self care.

    I'm aware of my faults

    and the cost of my choices.

    Meditate so I can't hear the voices

    let go and evaporate the noises.

    To the sky they go,

    through my highs and lows.

    And I know it's only one voice

    that speaks inside my soul.

    That believes in me,

    tells me I'm more precious than diamonds and gold.

    Must get realigned,

    I was designed to be whole.

    And behold the one who sits on the throne,

    and realize it's not me.

    Was given a gift that was meant to be honed,

    and perfected and yes I'm only blessed with…

    this just to be a testament.

    But I will not reject this,

    brilliance and be negligent.

    It's so evident

    that I know how to use my present tense.

    I'm gifted to put words in sentence,

    make sure to adverbs in my subject and predicate.

    I use my adverbs and take action

    through adverse things that happen.

    Not to be subject, but project

    myself to rise above disastrous circumstances.

    My purpose handed to me

    on purpose it was planned and God planted.

    The seed when he created this human being,

    and being it's something I'm trying to be.

    And not do too much,

    let the lioness hunt.

    Sit back with the rest of the pride,

    The lion

    I'm lying on the grass

    waiting on the kill to eat,

    here's lunch.

    Try to stay on my knees much

    and not on my feet.

    Lay down in green pastures and

    get some peace.

    My soul is at ease,

    rise up and brush off my sleeves.

    Gotta keep my wool clean

    just a sheep that must follow the lead

    of my master.

    My great shepherd I run after-math

    could wind up and equal disaster.

    I have everything there's nothing to ask for,

    except to help me practice subtraction,

    not addition and stop adding.

    I know I lack discipline cause I'm an addict

    for everything that's attractive.

    And I'm not meant to be living in my addiction,

    not when I'm equipped with

    this Brilliance.

    Quit with the distractions,

    I get distracted quick.

    Move on it's not in the past I sit,

    exist only in the present.

    My mind is an weapon

    filled with bullets to go against,

    Me.

    The trigger keeps pulling and then I'm hit

    right in my temple.

    And maybe he should've shot me

    and blown off my mental.

    But that power greater than me

    had something in store later for me.

    It's simple!

    Yes!

    You might say I'm feeling myself and my credentials,

    but really I'm blessed chosen elected like presidential.

    No debate for your campaign

    The one who made the fire has lit me up like gas flames.

    Now I'm lifted

    used to be a victim and sit around and blame.

    Complain, then my brain is filled with opinions,

    Perceptions.

    Exception, the only thing that makes me brilliant

    is that I learn some lessons from my experiences.

    But nothing separates me from human existence

    no matter the age range or the distance.

    Six degrees feet or inches

    no difference.

    Listen, you may been with a company years in,

    making only enough to feed your children?

    Maybe your mind is polluted with lies locked in a prison,

    or you suffer from depression

    or from what they call a mental illness?

    Or your just rob a company

    in your stealth appearance?

    Or you came up with an invention?

    Now you're rich living off billions?

    or you got nowhere to go

    with no pot to piss in.

    Sleeping under bridges

    or under a park pavilion?

    Or in a dugout by the baseball diamond,

    or you're living on a private island?

    Or put in your work and now you are enjoying retirement?

    The outside is only temp and soon to be expiring.

    No one is exempt from the time and date set they'll be dying,

    what matters is on the inside.

    So I don't hide in my masculinity,

    I surrender my pride and ask for humility.

    God grant me the serenity,

    to accept the things that I cannot change

    the courage to change the things I can

    and the wisdom to know the difference.

    I know I want everything in an instant,

    but that's not how life works

    sometimes you must wait to get it.

    And sitting still takes a Brilliant,

    Mind,

    to rest at ease and exist just fine.

    With patience and not racing

    to attain the goals of mine.

    Life is a marathon

    must take a break or a breath, then respond.

    Remain calm when the bomb is detonated,

    pause when agitated.

    See this is brilliance,

    to learn about what it is that's gots you aggravated.

    Must be something on the inside,

    that disturbs my mind.

    Am I hungry, angry, lonely or tired,

    and when I'm in halt mode I must halt cold.

    In my tracks

    and look back

    See what's got me itching

    and why I want to scratch.

    Maybe I should move inches,

    back and detach and take a look at myself.

    And what makes me Brilliant

    is that I learned that I must look at myself.

    Brilliant

    By: Kareem A. Rashed

    All Rights Reserved. Copyright 2021. Any copying of this content without author's consent is considered copyright infringement.

    Who Gets Acknowledged

    Of course I must say thanks to God. My Higher Power who directs my thinking and takes all of my craziness and renews my mind. I want to thank you for the gift you gave me to share with this world. You are Amazing. I also want to thank my ego. Yes, Ego, you get a huge shout out. If it wasn't for you being so big, this book would not have been written. So thanks Ego, you the man!! HAHAHA!! I would like to say thanks Mom, thanks Dad, for having me, your miracle child. Thanks for trying again and here I am. Thank you Mom for being my biggest fan and rooting for me. Thanks to my siblings, who put up with all of my selfishness for many years. I love you. Thank you to

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