Emperor Imperium The Seal of Octavius

The majesty and awe of Creation can be expressed

in one breath taking scene, a waterfall, or an ocean view

from steep rocks, Just as the ecstacy of love can be described

in one moment, an instant such as a kiss, and all know that

both are much more than this, Like the nine incarnations of

Rameses, One mind born and extended beyond time

Rameses K., Saluadeen, Abd Er Rahman 2, Prophet Muhammad,

Octavius, Alexander, Cyrus, Solomon, Rameses 2

Emperor Imperium of the 4 Empires of the Hereafter

And Islam will raise the Star of Rameses from every city

on earth We call Seti, A son born of my pain as I layed tattered

and weak it seems this world needed to see crucifixion

unto a mother who they call insane but is a musical genius

I call her Mother of Seti and Our language is that of the Spheres

those destined to escape the atmosphere

They seethe my face and Allah leaves my spirit covered in grace

Those that I love We share the same soul, and heart

If you die I die and that is the way a true people of Allah ascend unto grace,

beauty and Allah’s favor, That is Eternal life establishing truth

and that which no matter how hard they try no man can take

Knowledge and its pursuit is a part of  a living Paradise not some

illusion given as a dream after you die, Although life with those

who cherish beneficence is like a pleasant dream a stream of possibilities

from obedience to the Creator of all the Worlds, We discover worlds

and other life, As James Hazel Jr. or James X I ascended unto Elohim diliberations

on a magical night becoming Rameses K. Archangel of the Night

and I say in all sincerity to my father on earth Farrakhan you are a God

How can anyone know life after death if they do not know how

to ascend unto Allah, Like how can a seed know blossoms and blooms ethereal blissful meadows

if it does not yet know how to break the soil and the song, poem, melodies

of Heaven keep going into Everlasting Life Al Hamdulillah Allah u Akbar.

 

A little history behind this poem: discretion advised may be graphic.

In 1995 when I was hospitalized due to a drug induced seizure they injected my

body with a charcoal substance that was supposed to absorb the intoxicants

in my system.  They also had a tube inserted through the tip of my penis

extending to my scrotum.  I was unconscious a lot but would gain consiousness

at moments.  I noticed that sperm was being extracted through the tube in my penis.

I noticed that a large amount had already been extracted in a container that

a healthcare worker held.  I noticed the charcoal substance was exiting through

my bowels.  Now as that year went on and I got better I just assumed the extraction

of the sperm was part of the process of cleaning my system and the sperm as well as

the charcoal substance would be disposed of appropriately.  I thought no more of

the ordeal until 13 years later.  They extracted over 1 billion sperm cells from my body.

They could isolate and freeze samples of 100,000 sperm cells.  They froze 5,000

100,000 unit samples discovering each one could artificially inseminate a fertile female

of which my son Seti by pop star Britney Spears is a product of.  After 5,000 unit samples

which could be put on the market as individual sales they still had a chunk of over a

half billion sperm cells left.  Since artificial insemination has a tested 83% success rate

that is over 4,000 women who could have my children world wide.  I don’t think it reached

that level in numbers but this gives you an idea of what happened and part of

the inspiration for the poem.  Allah u Akbar.