Korotha Kofe

"HER NAME WAS DEMISE"
©️ September 2020
Written by Korotha Kofe
Illustrated by Wakeel Falana

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I had an intimate relationship with Demise. I should've seen her coming. She looked me in the eyes and told me she loved me, but all the while, she knew I would give her whatever she desired. My demise was her triumph and she couldn't seem to understand why. How unaware must she have been to not know that she was sucking me dry? Or maybe she did.

Disassociation came easily to her, and she was highly trained in the fine art of manipulation. She was bred to be a trophy; to sit on a shelf, look shiny, and never actually contribute much to achieve the glory that should've been revealed in us. What she had to offer was meager, which left me little fuel to keep the motor running. And so... it was inevitable that after our matrimony, Demise became my only foreseeable future. Eventually, no more fuel, no more direction, even the tires went flat.

I realize now, that is why I got in and stayed in the passenger's seat for so long... because bitterness took the wheel and I didn't even know it. I was drunk with the wine of resentment and could no longer see or feel love; a thing that I have always felt I knew more intimately than anything in the world. But my naivety and ignorance made me arrogant. What a paradox. There was still much to learn about love that I had not yet comprehended. Namely, how to love myself more fully. Love does not neglect. And because it does not neglect, it's impossible for self-maintenance to go undone.

Even in my darkest hours, Demise haunted me when she should've been lifting me up. When I was running out of gas, she encouraged me to push forward while driving on fumes. Maybe it was easier for her to keep going because she was never fueled by love in the first place. I can speculate, but I don't truly know. Either way, even after all of the pain, I am grateful for her. The dark mother in her taught me many of my most precious lessons.

What I know now is that when it is real and equal between two, there are no mountains that cannot be crossed. There is no refusal. There is selflessness... selflessness that is ironically built on "selfishness." Love for another that is built upon love for self because you innerstand what it means to love and be loved, and you know that the other whom you're loving is a reflection of self.

Demise led me all the way to Triumph... a beauty I did not believe or know that I deserved.

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"YOU BROUGHT THE COLORS"
©️ May 2020
Written by Korotha Kofe
Illustrated by Wakeel Falana

You brought the colors back.

I'm still crying these same tears. Sitting here writing you a song and I can't help it. I couldn't sleep because what you have put in me must be expressed. It must be done with the same fine detail that you carry with you at all times.

I can see it in your eyes. Yes. Your eyes are an absolute gift to me because they hold your most precious treasures. Projecting the most vibrant colors into your atmosphere. An atmosphere that you've chosen to share... with me.

It is not a light thing, baby. Not at all. It is truly everything to me. Your colors. I see them all around you but I know they are a reflection of what's within you. I wished those who were supposed to love you could see them. But now I see that it is an opportunity for me to enjoy you and your colors even more deeply than anyone ever has.

Color my world with the paintbrush of your tongue. Speak living words into my ears and through sound, help me see. Show me your exquisite likings and through sight, help me taste. Touch my heart with every texture of love and through feeling, help me hear.

It doesn't get any better than this. It's impossible. You are a work of art that I will never stop admiring.

Fond memories of The Belmont and your face.

You brought the colors back, baby. And in my eyes I can see them every time I think of you.

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"THE FIRST ELEMENT"
©️ July 2022
Written by Korotha Kofe
Illustrated by Wakeel Falana

I met the dream I've been dreaming
We linked right before the world ended
Or maybe the world ended because of us.
Our love made manifest
Was not just the nail in the coffin
Of the end of an age
But it was also the first element
That became the beginning of another world

"For you baby. Because of you."

Tears of love
Falling upon the soil of a newly formed earth
All of the new spirits born from our union
The children of the wildest, freest forests
The kingdoms of unknown flora and fauna
New harmony, new heights, new depths, new distances, new dimensions, new laws

We dreamed of this new world separately
And conceived it together in our primordial passion

Mother of my Seed.
Come here.
Lay down upon this new periodic table
Let us combine our minds
And create a new foundation
Your lines of light cocoa skin
Will become the new soil
The backdrop for the artwork of your permanent ink
That which colors our new world with its uniqueness

Feel me enter you periodically on this table
Feel me fertilize your soul with my power
Feel my hands form our child from your raw substance

I can see why this eluded me for so long
I had to be worthy of such beauty
If I was going to be able to sculpt a masterpiece from the finest clay
Inspired by such a stunning paragon of creativity
My vocabulary would need to grow to be able to express you
I would need to know the depths of your beauty from the inside out
Every crevice
Every nook and cranny of your body is another mountain range
Another desert plain
Another ocean
Home to both the most terrifying creatures and the most graceful giants

You are all of it
You told me terror felt like love
And it wasn't until this exact moment
That I could fully innerstand
Terrify me, Mama
I relinquish myself wholly to your care
The terror of your depths feels like the deepest comfort
Let me stay there
Let me keep dreaming with you
And making our dreams real

I am honored that you chose me
To create with and from you
I pay homage to your infinite mind
I bathe in your unending waters
Wash me in that potential
And watch what I do with that cleanliness

My body is a new born galaxy
Hot from our explosion
New organisms
New species
New planets
New stars
New beginnings

We'll dream on
And keep creating from this love
Because there is nothing we could ever make
That could be less than perfect in my eyes
So I look forward to meeting you in the dawning
If ever we wake up from this bliss
We'll smile and share our dreams
And then dive back into each other all over again

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"LET YOU GO"
©️ February 2022
Written by Korotha Kofe

Deep pain knowing I had to let you go
Was it because I didn't want to lose you?
Or because I didn't want to be alone?
Maybe I knew you wouldn't explore

I thought these were real reasons
But they were just symptoms
Deeper needs
The need to be me
All while not knowing who I was
Such is life
An ever-changing man is not meant for a steadily fixed woman

After all of the pains
I was beat into numbness
Beat into submission
And the dying flame finally decided
Memphis hurt too much
Demise was too normal
The heart grew cold
The Leopard lost his roar

Nothing left
Empty………

Nothing left to distract from Truth
Nothing left to hold on to
No home to find rest in

A visitor with my children
A visitor in my hometown
A visitor amongst my family
And even my friends
How that made me feel
How that destroyed me

Forced to be honest with ME
While I wasn't with everyone else
Ashamed of my selfishness
Ashamed I couldn't be direct
And when I accepted that truth
That hid beneath the surface
That's when I felt my wings stretch wide
Unconscious excitement
Mixed with conscious fear

I know that you loved me
And you know I loved you
But it was the last time I'd scream
No more room for fighting
Peace was a requirement
And we didn't have any

Limited moments of bliss
Outweighed by endless cycles of panic
Too much worry
Too much anxiety
I can't do it for you anymore
I can't even do it for me

We said we'd be friends if we didn't work out
But we didn't work out because you lied
You tried
Trust eschewed
Befriending a liar?
Wise men call that foolish
And once I know I'm a fool
Things must change

I was a thief too
To be a fool and a thief
How do I live with myself?

I had no choice

Proud of me
Loving me
Living me

Realizing later
I was letting go of more than just we
Concepts
Ideas
Beliefs

You were the catalyst
I'll never regret
Not one day
Not one moment
Those beautiful moments last
Those harsh moments pass

It was a memorable moment
That I will always celebrate
I will always visit
That memorial
Our ending
The cessation of our romance

Because in the end
I was forged into the best me
And I am forever grateful
To have had the opportunity
To have lived that moment

… that moment that I let you go

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From my book, "The Upper Echelon Of Courage", available on Amazon.

"WOMB TRAVELERS"
©️ December 2019
Written by Korotha Kofe
Illustrated by Wakeel Falana

The reason it is so painful to travel through a womb is because the womb is a chamber of transformation
Transforming from spirit to flesh
Darkness to light
A thing not easily done

It hurts to be forged.
The burning and blowing
And cooling and hammering
Every element is involved
Bringing forth sons and daughters of God.
Sons and daughters of Darkness
Made into marvelous Lights
An ongoing task, even after birth

But every potentiality is there
Every possibility is there
Every probability is there
Hidden in the forms of ageless infants
Waiting to be discovered and placed in the muniments of time

Wombs within wombs
Birthing more births
Consciousness traveling through endlessness
Endlessness traveling as consciousness
Memory
Water
Surfing the web of the matrix in waves

We fight to find our way
We revel in the battles
We glory in the victories
And then we ride again as horsemen undefeated

And when the war is won
And the goal is reached
We remember how far we traveled to get here
We recollect why we made the trek
From womb to womb
Realm to realm

And then it all makes sense again
Why we willingly accept our roles
As Womb Travelers

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"YOGA"
©️ September 2020
Written by Korotha Kofe
Illustrated by Wakeel Falana

Missing her doesn't feel normal
As my eyes fill up like the deepest well
The thought fills my tears that I'm not supposed to miss her

I'm supposed to be with her.

Two halves don't belong in a state of separation
They belong in union
In yoga

I feel her embrace
From 1000 miles away
It feels like a familiar melody
A song my heart recognizes
She worships me as I do hear
And that worship song is without end

Imagine that...
Two halves of a Grand Designer
Completely engulfed in its own light and shadow
In awe of its own beauty

And then I realize
If it never became two
It could never observe Itself
Attraction
Electric
Magnetism
Connection
To know, become, and forget to be... God
This is the epitome of love
Weaving itself in and out of time
Like the camel through the eye of a needle
That's how boundless Love is
To fit itself into this unworthy dance is both a feat to marvel at and a heavy affliction to suffer.

And so this world is a matchmaker
Building forces between two equals
He sees that She is Law
And Beauty
And Sustenance
She sees that He is Enforcer
And Strength
And Provider

They depend on one another
They trust each other to be so
They always have
Even in the most dire of times
Because Love is unfailing
And it rises to the challenges of life
To both submit and to dominate
Back and forth
Ebb and flow
They never cower.

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Facing my "failures" as an artist has been another one of the hardest things for me to process. But not only do I surrender to forgiving and loving myself through it, I commit myself to giving ME another chance. The late, great Kobe Bryant once said that failure doesn't exist. He said it only exists if you quit. After missing so many opportunities, I refuse to quit. I love you, Korotha.

Facing my "failures" as a father has been one of the hardest things to process, but I surrender to forgiving and loving myself through it all.

It is amazing... not only that it was by words that all division and separation among the human species was caused, but that it is also by words that humanity is united and made aware of our particular oneness, both among our species and among all Life itself.

Words are simply the medium, the carriers of a more potent construction or deconstruction of form. Words are the ravens carrying notification of intent from kingdom to kingdom. Choose them wisely. Utter them with sure comprehension and understanding.

The writing I'm doing right now is some of the most vulnerable writing I've done in my entire life. Goodness. I just need to get it off my chest. I just want to be free and express freedom to those who read my words.

I know that I'm here to set people free the way I'm being set free... to awaken people the way I'm also being awakened... simply by bathing in the love of God/Goddess every day and writing about it.

I removed all the dividers within me and now I can just love people the way I have always wanted to. In a way that is purely divine. I want to dive deeper in Love. I want to BE deeper in Love.

I AM LOVE DIVINE.

Want to know an simple way to tap into the wisdom of your ancestors?

Learn the stories, the mythology, the cosmology; then begin to mirror every aspect of your life after the core principles contained within them.

Walk... as the vision of you walks.
Be... as the vision of you is.

That version of you that you see in your mind's eye when you are walking in the full glory of your divinity?

That is who you are NOW...
.. except with the work undone.