Kanye West

BULLY

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Bully: Reverence for Ye, or The Art of Loving a Villain

There is no clean way to love Kanye West anymore.

There is no neutral position, no safe distance, no polite cultural posture that allows you to consume the music without also inheriting the chaos that trails behind it like smoke from a burning cathedral. To press play on Bully is to knowingly enter a contradiction — to nod your head to brilliance while your conscience shifts uncomfortably in the background.

And yet… the music plays.

And it is undeniable.

I. The Return of the Architect

Bully does not feel like a reinvention. It feels like a convergence. Kanye is not searching here — he is assembling. This is not the frantic futurism of Yeezus, nor the maximalist confession of My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy. This is synthesis. A man pulling from every era of himself — the soul-sampling disciple, the Auto-Tuned romantic, the industrial provocateur, the gospel convert, the digital warlord — and compressing them into a single, volatile body of work.

It is Kanye as archive.

And more importantly, Kanye as refusal.

Refusal to be contained. Refusal to be corrected. Refusal to be forgiven on anyone else’s terms.

II. Preacher Man — The Gospel That Survived

“Preacher Man” stands as the album’s spiritual spine. The fact that it survived the revisions, the deletions, the re-uploads — that it endured — feels symbolic. It is the one moment where Kanye sounds less like a provocateur and more like a vessel.

The production breathes. Organs swell like confession. The drums don’t knock — they testify.

He sounds weary, but certain. Like a man arguing with God in real time:

“I was talkin’ to the mirror, but the mirror talked back / Said you built your own cross, now you carry that”

There is something almost cruel about how beautiful it is.

Because it reminds you: this man can choose grace.

He just doesn’t always.

And maybe that’s the tension that makes the song feel sacred — not purity, but proximity to it.

Track Breakdown I — Opening Run

1. King
The coronation — or self-coronation. Kanye opens Bully not asking for the throne but declaring ownership.

“They tried to exile me, I built a kingdom in the fire”

The production is triumphant but uneasy. Victory with smoke still in the air.

2. This a Must
Urgent. Declarative. This feels like survival music.

“This a must, I don’t move unless it’s God-touched”

Minimal drums, sharp cadence — Ye rapping like he has something to prove again.

3. Father (feat. Travis Scott)
Dark, cinematic, generational. Travis floats like a ghost in Ye’s lineage.

“Generations in my bloodline, I don’t die, I multiply”

The production feels ancestral — drums like ritual, synths like memory. The video elevates it into mythology.

4. All the Love
Deceptively warm. Soulful textures.

“All the love I gave came back fractured”

A meditation on reciprocity — and how love mutates under fame.

III. Heil Hitler — The Sound of Transgression

Let’s not pretend.

“Heil Hitler” is the moment everyone will point to — the line that gets quoted, the clip that circulates, the justification for outrage. And they will not be wrong.

But musically? It is a monster.

The beat lurches forward like a war machine. The bassline feels militarized. His delivery is cold, detached, almost theatrical — like a man fully aware that he is stepping into villainy and choosing to lean in.

“Say the name they fear, now I own the fear / Turn the hate to power, make the whole world stare”

It is uncomfortable to admit that it sounds this good.

But that discomfort is the point.

Kanye has always understood that transgression sells louder than confession. Here, he weaponizes that understanding. He dares you to enjoy it. He forces you to confront the possibility that you do.

And in doing so, he implicates the listener.

Track Breakdown II — Descent into Villainy

5. Punch Drunk
Disoriented, hazy. The drums stagger.

“Too many hits, I don’t feel straight”

Fame as concussion. Success as disorientation.

6. Whatever Works
Cold pragmatism.

“Morals bend when survival talks”

This is Ye justifying methods — messy, effective, unapologetic.

7. Mama’s Favorite
A return to soul. Warm samples, almost nostalgic.

“Mama said I’m special, the world said I’m a problem”

The duality begins here — loved at home, hated outside.

8. Bully (Title Track)
The thesis. Heavy drums, minimalistic but aggressive.

“I don’t need your crown, I designed the throne”

He positions himself not as participant in culture — but architect of it.

IV. The Chaos Outside the Music

You cannot talk about Bully without talking about everything surrounding it — because Kanye refuses to separate the art from the spectacle.

The anti-Semitic remarks.

The alignment with figures like P. Diddy.

The vile, unnecessary comments about Jay-Z and Beyoncé’s children.

The spiraling public unraveling.

The black KKK-style outfit in that DJ Akademiks interview — a visual that felt less like rebellion and more like provocation for its own sake.

The confession — bizarre, uncomfortable — about his cousin.

The loss of billionaire status.

And then, almost paradoxically, the public apology — a paid ad extended to the Jewish community, an attempt at repair that felt both sincere and insufficient.

This is not just controversy.

This is contradiction as identity.

Kanye West does not oscillate between extremes — he lives in them.

V. Family, Fracture, and Control

There is a quieter violence that threads through Bully, and it lives in the subtext of family.

His fractured relationship with Kim Kardashian.

The public battle over access to his children.

The sense — whether perceived or real — of being shut out, controlled, managed.

You can hear it in the music.

Not always in direct lyrics, but in tone. In aggression. In defensiveness.

In the need to assert sovereignty at all costs.

“No one controls Ye.” That has become both mantra and prison.

VI. The “Father” Visual — Resurrection as Spectacle

The “Father” video — featuring Travis Scott and directed by Bianca Censori — is not just a music video. It is a statement of aesthetic dominance.

It is excessive. Stylized. Almost mythological in its presentation.

“Generations in my bloodline, I don’t die, I multiply”

And then there is the audacity — the digital resurrection, the evocation of Michael Jackson.

Not imitation.

Not homage.

Resurrection.

Kanye does not reference icons — he absorbs them, repurposes them, reanimates them into his own mythology.

It is blasphemous.

It is brilliant.

Interlude — Spectacle as Language

Even outside the music, Kanye continues the performance.

The Grammys appearance — Kanye West and Bianca Censori stepping onto that stage of global scrutiny, with Bianca in a sheer, near-invisible dress — was not fashion.

It was confrontation.

A living headline.

A statement about control, gaze, autonomy, provocation.

The world reacted exactly as expected: outrage, fascination, discourse, obsession.

Kanye understands something fundamental — attention is currency, and controversy is leverage.

The same instinct that fuels “Heil Hitler” sonically fuels moments like this visually.

He doesn’t just make music.

He orchestrates reaction.

VII. Bully V1 vs The Revision — Fear and Faith

When Bully V1 disappeared from YouTube, it felt like sabotage.

Not from the outside — from Kanye himself.

Because Kanye has a history of overworking, of revising, of stripping and rebuilding until something loses its original soul.

There was real fear that he would ruin it.

That he would tinker the life out of it.

But the revision doesn’t diminish the album — it sharpens it.

The edges are cleaner. The sequencing feels more intentional. The chaos is still there, but it is directed.

And most importantly — the heart remains intact.

VIII. Reverence for Ye — A Love Letter with Teeth

There is something deeply personal about loving Kanye West as an artist in 2026.

It feels like defending a friend who keeps embarrassing you in public.

Like standing by someone who refuses to make it easy.

The words come out conflicted:

The anti-Semitic comments are too much.

The symbolism is too much.

The behavior is too much.

And yet —

The music is still undeniable.

There is a line that lingers:

“I think I am in a toxic relationship.”

Maybe that is the most honest way to describe it.

Because Kanye makes it difficult to hate him.

Not because he is innocent.

But because he is excellent.

Track Breakdown III — Emotional Core

9. Highs and Lows
Emotional oscillation.

“One day I’m a god, next day I’m a ghost”

The production mirrors the instability — rising synths, falling drums.

10. I Can’t Wait
Impatient, restless energy.

“Future calling me, I can’t sit still”

Feels like ambition refusing to age.

11. White Lines
Ambiguous — could be excess, could be highways, could be both.

“Dancing on the edge, don’t blur the lines”

There’s danger here. Controlled chaos.

12. Circles
Repetition as curse.

“Same mistakes, new melody”

A haunting admission that growth is not linear.

IX. The Philosophy of the Bully

Why call it Bully?

Because Kanye understands power.

He understands dominance — cultural, sonic, psychological.

A bully does not ask for permission.

A bully asserts.

A bully disrupts.

A bully forces the room to react.

And Kanye has spent his entire career doing exactly that.

Sometimes that disruption produces genius.

Sometimes it produces harm.

Often, it produces both simultaneously.

X. The Art vs The Man

This is the question that refuses to go away:

Can you separate the art from the artist?

Kanye’s answer is clear:

No.

He refuses separation.

He collapses the distance between creation and creator until they are indistinguishable.

Which means that engaging with Bully is not passive consumption — it is active participation in a moral paradox.

And everyone has to decide where they stand.

XI. The Sound of Falling in Love Again

There is a line that cuts through everything else:

“I haven’t felt like this about music since Late Registration.”

That is not nostalgia.

That is reawakening.

Because for all the chaos, for all the controversy, for all the damage — Bully does something rare.

It reminds you why you fell in love with music in the first place.

The textures.

The samples.

The layering of voice and feeling.

The sense that someone is not just making songs — they are building worlds.

“No ads in my sound, just the purity / stream my soul, that’s the real currency”

And Kanye, at his best, does not make albums.

He makes experiences.

Track Breakdown IV — Closing Run

13. Preacher Man
Still the spiritual core. Survived every version for a reason.

14. Beauty and the Beast
Duality embodied.

“They love the beauty, but they fear the beast”

Kanye splitting himself in real time — public vs private, art vs man.

15. Damn
Short, sharp, almost like an exhale.

“Everything I built, they tried to bury”

Feels like frustration condensed.

16. Last Breath
Heavy. Reflective.

“If this my last breath, let it echo forever”

Mortality enters the room.

17. This One Here
A closer that feels open-ended.

“This one here for the ones that stayed”

Gratitude, defiance, legacy — all unresolved.

XII. Final Verdict — Album of the Year?

Is Bully the album of the year?

If you judge purely on music — it has a case.

If you factor in everything else — it becomes complicated.

But maybe that is the wrong framework.

Because Kanye West has never been interested in clean victories.

He is interested in impact.

In conversation.

In disruption.

And by that metric?

Bully is already undeniable.

XIII. After the Noise

When the headlines fade.

When the outrage cycles move on.

When the interviews and controversies dissolve into cultural memory.

The music will remain.

That has always been Kanye’s final argument.

That the art outlives the moment.

That the work endures.

And maybe that is the most unsettling part of all.

Because it means we will still be listening.

Still debating.

Still conflicted.

Still moved.

Reverence for Ye.

Not because he is perfect.

But because he is impossible to ignore.

And somehow — against all logic — still impossible to quit.

DONDA

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Donda

Good day

I would like to take the opportunity to thank you for DONDA. It is the greatest album of all time! Plus you’re back with JAY-Z, AHHHH you made my wildest dreams come true! And that Lionel Messi line is the best thing EVER! And there’s also Lauryn Hill! Oh, thanks man. So much greatness in this album! It’s like this album was custom made for me! Thank you God. I wished and prayed for a project this complete. I will be honest, I didn’t like that 7 track project. The day it was released was the worst day of my life. That’s not the Kanye I know. Sure we can talk about short attention spans and appealing to a new demographic but that’s not enough of a justification. To this day I omit it from your collection. Jesus Is King was awesome and I lived off Jesus Is Born. Jesus Is Born is my favorite album EVER! Thank you for Jesus Is Born, it helped me persevere through hard times. It recharged my spirit, It gave me faith. My congratulations stretches out to everyone in the team for a great job well done. I appreciate Jesus Is Born, thank you.

I don’t mean to sound ungrateful, I know you doing all that you can still, I am waiting for that project with Dr. Dre that you hinted with that picture you once posted on social media. And can we please get a “Watch The Throne 2”? It doesn’t have to be now, take your time. I am willing to wait patiently for the project. It’s fine even if the album comes out in 10 years time, I will grateful for it.

I’ve always known and believed in my heart and spirit that I’d get a project like DONDA. People I know wrote you off but not me. I know Kanye, from Freshmen Adjustment, College Drop-out, Late Registration, Graduation, 808’s & Heartbreak, My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy, Yeezus, The Life Of Pablo and Jesus Is King. Oh snap! DONDA is better than Dark Fantasy! No, I am being rash, I can’t say that – I am just confused. Let me not compare the two projects. I just really love DONDA.

I have lived for 26 years and maybe I have a limited scope but 2021 is my best year EVER! Lionel Messi won Copa America, Cristiano Ronaldo is back at Manchester United and Kanye West released the greatest album of all time!

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for making my year! I pray God protects you and grants you everything you want and need. God bless and thank you for DONDA.

Best Regards

ANTAKALIPA

The narcissist

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The narcissist

Mr. Center of attention, loud and space consumer, grounding other people’s participation like detention. Miss “its not my fault you’re so sensitive”. Like “I’m sorry, if you’re offended”. Keep your half baked apologies that are conditional like the weather. You ain’t never gonna change. You think you’re the axis and the world revolves around you. Mr. Monotonising the focus, expert manipulator stringing peoples emotions like Geppetto. You’re not the only real boy in this tale. Miss tantrums and ego trips, oblivious to how you make others feel. Flossing and bragging like you’re on MTV cribs. Mr. starting fights in the clubs and bruising ribs, spoiling the fun for everyone like a canceled trip. Mr ultrasensitive, Mr. know it all, volitile temper, everyone is always wrong and you’re the victim. The victim of circumstance, victim of ill treatment, victim of past experiences, victim of life, everyone hates you and you never asked for all of this – please, no one cares. Miss “I am prettier than her, I’d never wear that, and I only eat gourmet”. We see through your pretentious persona like transparent glass, disguised by your make-up and costumes like Kayfabe, life is not WWE or Keeping up with the Kardashians. Mr. Hogging all the spotlight like “Imma let you finish, but Beyoncé had one of the greatest videos of all time”. Miss always talking and never listens to anybody; so much for the two ears and one mouth. Mr. Maui, Demi-God of wind and sea, shape-shifting your way out of responsibility with your crooked hook; “what can I say, you’re welcome”. Miss big personality, Queen Bee, imposing your will on your workforce with an iron fist. Mr fabricator of stories that conveniently suit your narrative and expands your inflated ego. Miss control freak dictating everything like a beast. Mr. take credit for your ideas and work. Miss show off with no substance, empty as a tin can. Mr. Blame everyone else and point fingers only to disregard the 3 pointing back. Miss destroy your confidence and frame to gain advantage over your mind. Mr. & Miss deep rooted insecurities, chronic bullies, passive aggressive energy, no self-awareness, self absorbed, so whack.

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Culture is God

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Culture is God

For over 3000 years art has been an effective instrument utilized to instigate and propagate propaganda. To communicate wealth, kings would have their thrones custom made in gold. They would have statues of themselves erected to signify dominance and unadulterated power. Art was grand and bold. Art was truthful. Art was forever. Propaganda means to tell one side of the story great. For that to be achieved, we need theatricality and a truckload of charisma. We need the narcissistic and egotistical character to impose himself on the world and lay claim to being a god. We need symbols with meanings, paintings of portraits and parades on the streets with people exhibiting their skills in an art form known as dance to communicate a feeling of happiness or to spread fear and flex muscles in the form of a military parade. Art is emotive. It makes us feel, it engages our feelings and regulates our emotions. Art is powerful. Art is dramatic, it has flair. The best utilization of art as propaganda can be found in history. Particularly in the 1930’s in Germany. Adolf Hitler’s Nazi party were at the helm of Germany. The aim was to restore Germany’s status in the world as a powerhouse. It had been crippled in World War one, and Hitler had ambitions of restoring it. To do this, everyone in Germany had to pledge allegiance to Hitler. Everyone had to be loyal to Hitler. Everyone had to give their lives to Hitler or simply run the risk of being killed. Hitler had a minister of propaganda who would propagate the word in the form movies and music. Children in primary school all the way to tertiary institutions started off the day singing a mandatory anthem about Hitler’s greatness and how he is Germany’s savior. Hitler proclaimed his book “Mein Kampf” as the bible of Germany and passed a law that every household in Germany should possess it and study it with great rigor and enthusiasm. The Nazi symbol (Swastika) bombarded every street and corner of Germany – it was all that people saw, all that they knew. With the aid of art, Adolf Hitler transformed himself into a literal God. He had real power, he was respected and he was feared. His military parades were so majestic and grandiose with the image of Swastikas in a form of flags and big posters everywhere; with the crowd cheering and saluting with their right hands in the air. Hitler was propaganda embodied and being an artist himself, he made it an art form.

Adolf Hitler is not the only person to use art as propaganda. Religion institutions like the Catholic Church are one of the best to ever do it. The statues they have erected are so beautiful. The architecture of their churches – it’s so sublime, so extraterrestrial and yet calming, conservative and reassuring. The inside of the church is spectacular – they have mini fountains, statues of personnel in the bible and the most beautiful paintings. Leonardo Da Vinci was one of the artists who contributed in the churches art. He painted one of the most remarkable and beautiful paintings ever, notably the last supper – it was realistic, alive, animated, spirited and energetic. The picture is exactly what God and bible were conveying. Leonardo Da Vinci did it, he hit the nail right on top of the head. The church has this impressive aura, from their paintings, the churches architecture, their statues, their props, the congregation – they are magnificent! In 2019, we still see propaganda propagated in widespread areas. In Gauteng, Sandton resides a bronze statue of first democratically elected president Nelson Mandela. It is huge and commemorative. Like the Grand Canyon, tourists from all parts of life frequent it to take pictures and busk in its glory and magnificence. There is also a majestic bridge located in Newtown, Johannesburg that is named after the great man. It is a beautiful piece of architecture that draws tourists in. It is grand and sublime. At night, it lights up in a way that almost takes your breath away – it is so beautiful. Nelson Mandela was a great man, however mortality meant that he was limited. Art and culture has elevated his name in the realm of immortality and gods.

Religion was created to help us with fundamental issues of existence namely ethics, morality and values. Like Philosophy it taught how to live – but in a reserved and calculated manner. It helped with nihilistic thoughts and depression. It gave us a reason to live. By negating the material world in favor of a Heaven or Utopia, it unloaded the burden on our shoulders and made us strive for an ideal. It was beautiful, subtle and effective. The world had an order. People’s behaviors could be predicted. There was harmony in communities. Conduct was born, to be different meant a transgression to society, so that was avoided by all means. Everyone strived to be a “good” person. Religion created that culture in communities, in all parts of the world. It created the culture of empathy and sympathy – the essence of being a good person, it created a culture of order and it created a culture of submissiveness. As a crowd management system, it had its frailties that were exposed in the dawn of the industrial revolution. People in their numbers now lived in the city. The city was confined and restricted with no trees or an ecosystem that supported life. Life in the city was stressful, demanding and expedient. Religion had protected people from the notion and truth that life was suffering and now everything was unfolding – people’s lives were falling apart. Religion did not have the tools or answers to help people deal with their demanding lives. Heaven as a consolation prize for the suffering evident and prevailing was not enough. This resulted in people having nihilistic thoughts. 21st Century philosopher Nietzsche professed that “God was dead!” on his amazing work “Thus Spoke Zarathustra”. It was a fair assessment of reality and the future.

Now in 2019, on the 4th industrial revolution with the emergence of artificially created life, we see the evidence of god’s death. More and more people now live in cities as opposed to small intimate villages in a community where everyone knows one another. Life is on the fast lane and church isn’t even in the car. It is trailing behind, losing a drag race by miles. Life is even more demanding, life is more stressful and life is more expedient. Thinking is a luxury! Loneliness and depression are the epidemics of the world. Suicide rates are skyrocketing. Crime at an all-time high and Capitalism – the new culture of the world destroying religion making sure that we feed on one another like cannibalistic life forms. The capitalistic system is god. The capitalistic system is culture. It has devoured religions ethics, morality and values leaving the population confused about their self-identity, about a self-campus on where to go. We are about in the wild chasing novelty after novelty. Lost. Empty. The song “No Church in the Wild” by Jay –Z & Kanye West explores our reality in great detail. It is about how everything is permitted in a world where god is dead. The visuals for this song is the most powerful thing you will ever see. Both Jay –Z & Kanye West are exempted from the video, instead we see a movie where there is a lot of chaos, fighting and death. It is the artist’s job to reflect the world to the people, a job Jay –Z and Kanye West did remarkably well with high distinction. It is a piece of art that will immortalize them. It is brilliant.

Kanye West is one of the few artists in the world to understand the role of art, to understand the power that it has. He is an intelligent man who aligns himself with the outlandish and provocative. He does this because he understands the order of the world. He does this because he knows culture, rules. To shift culture, you have to be unconventional, mysterious, unpredictable and a loose screw. Being unpredictable makes you powerful. This is a skill that Kanye West has mastered all his life. In 2007, Kim Kardashian released a sex-tape on the internet with then boyfriend “Ray J”. It was a strategic ploy on her side to attain power. It was a bold move, it was gritty, gutsy and it was scandalous! She became an instant star. She had a great body and her boyfriend was a celebrity. She was all the internet talked about. Fresh from the release of his mega successful album Graduation in 2007, Kanye West started courting Kim Kardashian. With the trajectory of his career on the ascendency he saw an opportunity. Kim Kardashian’s public persona was too good for him to pass up on, it was scandalous, promiscuous, bold, gutsy, sexy, forbidden and phallic. Kim Kardashian was extremely powerful and he (Kanye) knew this. Ultimately, he married Kim and Kim Kardashian married a successful, rapper and entrepreneur who graced the cover of “Times” magazine thus legitimizing her brand and image. The marriage was a perfect fit. As a couple, they had influence, they had power and they would be the talk of popular culture. 2013 saw the release of his sixth album “Yeezus”. Once again, he had aligned himself with a powerful figure “Jesus Christ”. It was typical Kanye who freed himself from all the barriers and boxes that contained everyone else. From that move, naturally he was all that people could talk about. With the aid of art, he became mythical. It was propaganda, by aligning himself with “Jesus Christ”, a cult-like following emerged and started creating pictures of him as Jesus. It was a frenzy. It made him powerful. Soon enough, everyone was imitating him – now the world had artists like “Reazus” and “Teezus”. Kanye West was idolized and worshipped.

The internet has bestowed on to people the power to be gods. Art is something we could use to improve that god-like status. The danger of the internet is that it has also created illusions. Being headstrong is a requirement. The “death of god” has to have a powerful effect on us. We have to do things for ourselves and have the courage to live life in its totality. We have to be brave and venture out in the world with a strong belief in ourselves and our abilities. God cannot do anything for us because everything was fabricated by culture – and culture is made up of people like me and you. Everything in the world is made up of culture and influence. Love is cultural invention – initially it was an escape from our loneliness and boredom. The internet has gifted us the opportunity to be better, to be influential, and to be gods.

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Romanticism

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Romanticism

Don’t be a romantic is what I gathered from Johann Wolfgang von Goete’s book “The sorrows of Young Werther”. The book tells the story of a passionate doomed love affair between a young poet called Werther and a beautiful clever young woman named Charlotte. Unfortunately for Werther, Charlotte is married, so the love affair is impossible from the very start but that doesn’t stop Werther, a dreamy and practical young man who loves the arts above all else. Werther is under pressure to have a sensible career and join the bourgeois life but he can only think about one thing: the impulses of his heart. Eventually young Werther can’t take it anymore and kills himself, but rather than condemn him as a lunatic and a hothead, Goete one of the founding fathers of romanticism directs all our sympathies towards Werther. We are supposed to be on his side admiring his passionate and entirely impractical attitude to love. I think that love is a biochemical that the conscious mind can’t detect. We often find it hard to account for it when it is in process; it consumes and controls leaving us in a remote state from our mind and body.

Romanticism seduces because it comes from the works of artists, poets and philosophers. I am drawn to Amy Winehouse in a way I cannot truly comprehend. I reckon because she died lonely, depressed and misunderstood – I find those elements seductive and soothing. I want to be there for Amy, I love Amy, I would give my life for Amy, I would do anything to make her happy. I am seduced by her tragic death, by the fact that she was vulnerable and alone – I am seduced in a primordial, primitive sense. I was intrigued by her and based on that evidence I can hypothesize that I am a romantic. “Hypothesize” because it is not a fact nor a concluded statement simply because I know with certainty that the world of romanticism was fabricated by mortals. Therefore you can choose to be excluded from this mass hysteria.

Romanticism is what I call “Kayfabe” a termed coined from Professional Wrestling which means the portrayal of staged events within the industry as “real” or “true”, specifically the portrayal of competition, rivalries and relationships between participants as being genuine and not of a staged or predetermined nature of any kind. You could argue that everything in the modern world is “Kayfabe” and you’d make a compelling argument but that’s a topic for another day. We all know “romanticism” is “kayfabe” – a concept fabricated perceived as good and effective but disastrous for couples in the modern era. Evidence of this can be found in the high divorce rate, the anxiety storm in the west and the demand for drugs from pharmacies to help elevate stress and depression. The drugs don’t help because no one is happy. Striving for happiness is like an unquenchable thirst: we may attain some brief satisfactions, some momentary release, but in the nature of things these can never be more than temporary, and then we are on the rack once more. So unhappiness, or at least dissatisfaction is our normal state of affairs. Romanticism promises eternal happiness something that is not possible because happiness is expedient. Romanticism is ruining relationships.

Romanticism is being deeply hopeful about marriage. It united love and sex. Previously people had imagined that they could have sex with characters they didn’t love and they could love someone without having extraordinary sex with them. It elevated sex to the supreme expression of love. Romanticism made infrequent sex and adultery into catastrophes, proposed that true love must mean an end to all loneliness. It promised that the right partner will understand us entirely possibly without needing even to speak to us. Romanticism believed that choosing a partner should be about letting oneself be guided by feelings rather than practical considerations – that you are loved because you have a “special” feeling. It has manifested a powerful disdain for practicalities and money.
The myths have reached cult-like status. That we should meet a person of extraordinary inner and outer beauty and immediately feel a special attraction to them and they to us. That we should have highly satisfying sex, not only at the start but forever. We should never be attracted to anyone else. That we should understand one another intuitively. We should have no secrets and spend constant time together. That our lover should be our soulmate, bestfiend, Jesus, Allah – My Universe! Oh, this is an extreme case of kayfabe and is now almost embedded into our cells – our senses. It has become a world of destruction that we walk into willingly with everything – our hearts, souls, hopes and dreams and come out empty-handed with nothing but battlescars that never heal. Romanticism is not love. Romanticism is a world that is fabricated solely from psychological needs.

Urban poet Kanye West expresses that “Love is cursed by monogamy” in the hit song “No Church in the Wild”. I think this is partly because of romanticism for now love “restricts” and “confines”. It has become contractual and formalized. It is now bounded with a checklist of do’s and don’ts. It has become about expectations and ownership. Love is passive with no will to power or the courage to be imaginative. It is cursed, set in stone, in a spell, intoxicated, bad and ruined. Marriage and monogamy should be expressive, open-minded, mature and enable the beloved to grow and self-actualize. This is reflected in the movie Emmanuelle about a young woman who takes a trip to Bangkok to enhance her sexual experience. The young woman is happily married and her husband encourages to follow her desires citing that Emmanuelle is not his property, and not his beauty – that her beauty belongs to the world. This enables Emmanuelle to grow and trust in the relationship because of the mutual communication, respect and honesty. To love someone means to see him as God intended. There are no restrictions to Gods lenses – no confinements. All he wants is for you to flourish and fly as nature intended. All life is meaningful.

Pop star Adele expresses love in its truest forms in one of her songs on the hit album “21” lovesong: “Whenever I’m alone with you, you make me feel like I am free again, whenever I’m alone with you, you make me feel like I am clean again”. Those are words with meaning, words that matter, words with a lot of love, words that are full of serenity, words that provide a second chance, another glance at life. They are pure, heartfelt and honest and what I liken love to be like – a second chance to truly be myself, to share the best of myself and be all that I can be. To be liberated – I can be that when I am with you. It’s practical and concise. It builds and regulates one’s conduct and character, it inspires – it is love.

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Demon

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Demon

Propelled by a woman’s love. She projected her spirit onto me. She looked at me and dreamt, dreamt of the impossible, dreamt of the mthyical, the mystical. She was intrigued, subjegated, locked in trance. She was hopeful. Her eyes gleamed with excitement. Through me she saw the avenues that where hidden to her by life, by the universe, by God. Her reality was renewed, refreshed and she was rejuvenated. It was like she was a child again, innocent and pure eagerly waiting for Christmas with all its cheer, new clothes and presents. She believed in me like a Christian blinded by faith, for she could see the potential. She was a visionary who understood that to attain success you have to give up what is, to sustain what could be. A long shot? Sure, but in life you have to gamble on yourself. Bet on yourself to beat the odds and get even with the universe. Believe it or not, everything in the world is set up for you to win. Life is all about you, life revolves around you. You are the center of the universe. She projected onto me, bid all her money on me, attached her spirit on me, me – the biggest underdog in the world. Her energy is not misplaced.

I have demon that possess me. It helps me do things that are above me. I have learned to harness the energy and power of this demon within me. When I engage in a creative activity, it takes a hold of me and forcefully pushes me aside. I let it man-handle and dominate me. I let it take control of my body. I let it roam freely in my mind. I find that the demon makes me better in the activities of life even though I am prisoner to it, a slave, a passenger, an accomplice. I don’t know where the energy of the demon comes from, it’s so violent, unsympathetic, unrestricted and chaotic. The demon has explored other domains of my life like a cancer. It now dictates my everyday life, leaving me with time to detach from my body. I often float over my body like a ghost, observing beforehand the routes that will accommodate my structure of being. My demon has allowed me to operate in two realms. It is because of this that I live life with absolute confidence, I know I am not alone. I found that invisible forces are always conspiring in my favor – the only requirement being that I listen to the demon, that I let it consume me and make all the decisions. I found that the universe only wants me to nurture the demon, to take care of it, to stand by it and be proud of it. The demon is that inner voice in all of us. You see I found out that somehow, unconsciously we already know what we want, we are not lost in some maze, we are not the labels the world assigns to us – we are greatness! I found that to get what we are rightly entitled to [greatness] we need to follow our inner voices, our demons.

This has been reflected in history. Legendary artist Leonardo Da Vinci, work only on his paintings when his demon took ahold of him. He was very passionate about his work, he would work on a painting for 7 years incorporating realistic details on his artworks. Commentators often referred to Da Vinci as a procastinator.  Because of those comments, history is unfavorable to such commentators. They are simply shunned and relegated to a world of fools. Da Vinci’s artworks are timeless and ranked among the most expensive in the world because of the time he spent working on them, because of the spectacular detail he added, because of the times he didn’t work on the paintings because he couldn’t access his demon. In making the perfect art, all conditions have to be perfect every time – you have to be one with yourself, you need to listen to your inner voice. Urban Poet, Kanye West created the perfect craft in 2010 with the release of “My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy”. He explained that the album took 5000 hours of manpower to create. The album is a burst of creative energy concocted by Kanye West’s demon. The title of the album is so descriptive and animated. The album is a piece of destiny and immortality. Another example of an artist who was consumed by his demon when he was working on his craft is Urban Poet Kendrick Lamar, who created without a doubt the greatest hip-hop album of all time with “To Pimp A Butterfly”. For the creative process of the album, he had to go to South Africa to learn more about apartheid and Nelson Mandela. The album explores human nature, greed, self-gratification and expediency, existentialism, suicide, self-appraisal and self-love, money, the plasticity of the human soul, self-exploration, fulfillment, peace and death. The album has been dubbed a classic and was recognized by the Academy who awarded it 5 Grammy awards. On the last song, “Mortal Man”, in a conversation with hip-hop legend 2Pac, Kendrick Lamar talks about his demon and how the spirits come from nowhere to possess him. He explains that he sometimes doesn’t know what type of energy his going to bring out into the world. 2Pac concurs and seems to understand, he responds that it’s the spirits of the “dead homies” speaking through him and that they are just the outlets. That is a sophisticated analogy considering Carl Jung’s work on the collective unconscious.

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JAY-Z

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Jigga

The world please hear me out. This is not another narcissistic rant. This is real, this is evident. He is the greatest human being on earth. His got the magic. His incredible. He is the greatest. My man Jigga, other wise known as Jay – Z. He is Kanyes big brother and the one who brought on J. Cole in the game. If that’s not enough, he has signed Marcus Rashford and Kevin De Bruyne on his management company; soccer fans I know I’ve got your attention. Jay-Z again known as Shaun Carter is my favorite person in the world. He is great. He is black. His a winner and he educates – He shares his wisdom with the world. He is supremely intelligent; book smart and street smart. His a servant of his will and destiny. He is my favorite rapper. Sorry Common, Kanye West, J. Cole and Kendrick Lamar but this is hard for me, please understand me. You know Jigga, Kendrick, Jigga  probably influenced you and Cole Jigga signed you! Common you mirrored Jiggas energy on your single “His Love”, fine he did it first but you responded. And well Kanye, Jigga is your big brother – the guy who got you out of your Mammas house and helped you buy her a house. Jigga has always been great and he will continue being great, I have confidence in him. He will never disappoint me, never has, never will. Kanye please continue matching Jay, I also want you to be great. Keep delivering that jab, every punch counts. I have deep faith in you. It’s because of you that I am in the game. Thanks Kanye. You are my best friend. My subconscious, that place in my mind telling me to be the best that I can be, like the hero, Goku, Mr. Autonomous Ultra Instinct, the absolute messiah. You are great Kanye but Jay has been doing this longer. Plus he is a better businessman and Investor. Fine, “better” is a subjective term and I am being biased but this is a JAY-Z post, everything takes the backseat. And well, I am both, I identity with Jay more. You produced hits for him. He used you to propel himself to the top. You have no chance! But don’t feel bad, no one has a chance. And let’s face it Kanye, you’re a bit crazy but that’s okay because it’s your source of power. Jay is the chosen one that’s just how it is. Let’s not forget his the first Billionaire rapper. Yea, his that great, haven’t you been listening? Jigga represents a level I aspire to be. His the best man. I mean Beyonce? Who can beat that? It’s impossible! They are the greatest couple in the history of this world. Well done Jay for the excellent deal of securing Beyonce. I am positive it wasn’t much of a challenge for you. Besides, you created “Beyonce”, relax Beehive, this is a Jigga post. You had a blueprint and you won. You changed your paradigm and won, it’s that simple, that’s life. It takes time. It takes habit, to be the greatest of all time. Who comes closer to Jigga? Nas? No he wasn’t consistent enough, and Jigga signed him. Biggy? Two albums are not enough? Tupac? He was Biggys rival. So to answer that question, no one even comes close to Jigga. My big brother was Bigs brother, used to be Dames and Hip brother, who is no ID friend, no ID my mentor let the story begin. I remember that awesome verse on Kanye’s “Diamonds from Sierra Leone”, it was a burst of amazing powerful energy, it was magic like smoke on the stage and you pulled up a line that resonates with me so much, you said “impossible takes a week, I do this in my sleep”. Wow! Such confidence, such arrogance, the showmanship, the charisma! Wait! Let’s not forget that last line on “Never let you down” by Kanye. “Hovs a living legend and I’ll tell you why, everybody wanna be Hov and Hovs still alive.” OHHH! Yes, Hova I wanna be you! Jay, I also believe that there is nothing I can’t do. Maybe it’s youthful exuberance but I doubt it, right now on this text, I promise to never change, I promise to never betray my heart. I have blind faith in myself Jigga, and not only am I going to be a great man, I am also going to be a Billionaire or I will die trying. It’s strange how Kanye’s energy is all about this text. Kanye is also a Billionaire and he achieved this feat faster than Jay. Could it be that Kanye is better than Jay? I think Kanye West and Jay -Z are an archetype. They are the same person. Plus, they both got their big breaks aged 26 – surely that’s not a coincidence. The Universe is a wonderful and interesting place.

As a side note, Reasonable Doubt, The Blueprint and The Black Album are 3 of the greatest hip-hop albums ever created. Thank you Jigga and well that “Never Change” record changed my life! It would be a huge injustice if I didn’t reference “Watch The Throne”, that right there is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me! I mean two of my favorite rappers of all time combining to create an album, it didn’t disappoint too! I mean the first track of the album was “No Church In The Wild” WTF! It was incredible! Everything about “Watch The Throne” was incredible, the music, the content, the visuals, it was content on another level, a once in a lifetime project and I was there! I got the album, I was a part of the culture, it defined me! Thank you Jay-Z, thank you Kanye, thank you God, thank you Universe! God bless everyone!

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Barbie

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Barbie

A friend was holding a ceremony of the uniting of families, the sound of wedding bells is audible for all to hear. It was not a wedding just something before that. The two days were great I had a lot of fun. On the last day on a Sunday, I met someone I used to attend Primary School with. Her name Lehlogonolo but we just called her Barbie. It was a nickname given to her by Tumiso.

When we were in Primary school Barbie was a beast! She was absolutely great at everything! She was so artistic and creative. She had the best handwriting ever. She had imagination. She was a straight “A” student and she was beautiful – still is beautiful. I remember one day in Grade 6, I got a 98% grade on my SS (Social Sciences) examination and I was the highest in the grade. Barbie got 96%, my results were higher, I was elated, it was a Black Swan event. Normally Barbie was number 1, she had plenty of badges on her Blazer and on breaks she worked at the Library. Barbie was perfect. She was also one of the few Grade 5 students at the time to be selected for the school choir, I was also chosen. I never got badges though. It was difficult to get a badge because you had to get A’s in all the subjects! Imagine that, 80% or more in all your subjects? Nah, that’s too much work. I was always a 70% guy with a 80% there and there, just enough to go to Prize Giving (Award Ceremony) and I always went. Barbie had blue badges, silver badges and gold badges – she was really incredible. She wasn’t stuck up too, she had a great energy, great smile, she could communicate well with people, she was well-liked. She was the best.

On this great Sunday evening night, I met Barbie and she was enthused to see me so we had a great conversation. We talked for a while maybe an hour or so. I asked her about her passions and what she’s currently doing and I was so happy with her responses. She’s entrepreneurial! She told me that she loves Architecture & Interior Design. I lost my mind! Totally excited, I told her about Architectural Digest and she knew what I was talking about! She matched my enthusiasm and showed me her work. I was impressed, she was still so gifted and creative. She has great taste. I asked her about her favorite style and she said she liked the minimalistic style. I also love the less is more approach to design. She cited the Kim Kardashian house as her absolute favorite. I thought it was cute that she said Kim Kardashian’s house because that’s clearly Kanye’s house, but okay, it’s both their house and it’s a great house with a lot style and taste. I told her I want Brimstone and Marble for my house and her eyes lighted up. I want plenty of natural light too, the house has to have multiple floors, a firepit, massive bar, spacious kitchen, wonderful garden, custom made pool, studio and a cinema room is vitally important! Ebenazer Dam in Limpopo still my dream location, it’s so serene and peaceful. It’s secluded from the outside world, has wonderful natural views and nothing in this world beats that dam. I would need like a 100 million to build my dream house there. Still I am not limited, I can get multiple houses with different briefs and purposes. Me and Barbie talked and talked and talked. She even told me about her Events company but I didn’t show much enthusiasm for that. Sure you can get creative with an Events company but Architecture & Design is limitless, I like the latter vastly better, especially for her, she could change the world! Talking to her was so great, it’s wonderful to just talk about architecture, marble, chandeliers, minimalism and design with an enthusiast. I just want to learn more, now more than ever I am in love with Architecture and design. My conversation with Barbie was great.

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Illest motherfuckers alive

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Illest motherfuckers alive

A friend of mine was celebrating the success of a business project he was working on. It’s all about profit and he had plenty. Naturally I was happy for him and I bought chronic so we can celebrate. I went to his house at about 11am the next day. He was with his girlfriend, they were just chilling watching a movie. I gave him the weed because he rolls better joints. He rolled a great joint and the three of us smoked. The munchies hit so we went to go buy food. Her girlfriend stayed behind. We got 3 large pizzas, snacks and something to drink. Then we headed to the liquor store. He asked what we were drinking and I replied “Bombay Sapphire” but he wanted “Hennessey”, so we bought them both. We got back to his place and his girlfriend was now with one of her friends. The friend was hot. Her complexion was in between, she had natural hair and a slim figure. I was encouraged, luckily I got R100 weed. It was a lot of weed. I didn’t know what was her plans but I didn’t want her to leave. I mean this way the numbers added up, 2 for 2, it was perfect. So I suggested we play some music, to create a mood, a vibe and so we did. I gave the ladies the task of playing the music because I wanted to be accomodative to the friend. We had Bombay, Hennessey, Chronic and Pizza. They played hip-hop music. Another joint was rolled and we smoked before we ate Pizza. It was a good Tuesday afternoon. When they were done playing their music they suggested somebody else play. It was a chilled afternoon and everyone was taking it easy with some Bombay and Hennessey. I choose an album that could reflect that luxury ambiance, “Watch the Throne” by Jay -Z & Kanye West. It was a good choice, a classic and everyone in the room was familiar with it. We drank and made memories, everyone was happy. Then the music stopped playing after the 12th song “Why I Love You”. We all knew what the problem was. The album was still playing and it was on it’s 13th song “Illest motherfuckers alive” – the song is silent for the first 3 minutes of the song, after the 3 minutes, it’s audible again and the album resumes. My friend asked for my phone to fast forward to the part were everything comes alive again. I responded “No, wait for them, be patient. They are Billionaires. They can do whatever they like”. The hot friend was amused with my response and she backed me up. So we sat in silence for 3 minutes waiting for Jay -Z & Kanye West; it was worth it.

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Billionaires are getting divorced

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Billionaires are getting divorced

Billionaires are getting divorced, it’s happening everywhere! It’s started getting mainstream when the world’s richest man, Jeff Bezos got one. He parted away with 4% of Amazon, it’s no big deal, still retained his position at the helm. Made his ex one of the richest woman in the world with that divorce. Ladies, you gotta pick em right. You have options, align them with plan A as the best but have a strong plan B and C. Then Kanye West got one. Kim Kardashian is herself a Billionaire so the divorce process will be smooth, plus prenuptial agreements were signed, I feel this was a great business agreement. The two brands were great together, Kanye West and Kim Kardashian – Kimye, that is amazing! Elon Musk and Charlie Munger have been divorced at least 2 times son. Steve Jobs could have had one if he lived longer, I am almost certain; there’s no ways Steve Jobs doesn’t get a divorce. Even the greatest man in the world, Warren Buffet had some problems; but he didn’t divorce, that would disgrace his name. They made it into a business-like agreement, they were cordial with one another, but the wife left him, things worked out perfectly for both parties as they both self-actualized and lived fulfilled lives. Classic Warren Buffet, a winner in any case, a natural winner, even when he loses he wins; his wife put a younger woman to look after his needs since she lived on the other side of the world, it was someone she trusted, someone with credibility, someone with the right values, someone who could fit into Warren’s tempament like a glove, someone functional and valuable. Just recently Bill Gates got a divorce. Wasteful, Bill didn’t learn from Warren. But let me not blame him, it’s just the climate, Billionaires are getting divorced. Zuckerberg, the world’s waiting for your divorce, no pressure.

Why is this happening? Is it a business transaction? Is it love? Is it happiness and fulfillment? Is it the human touch? It’s tough being in a relationship with a Billionaire. They are so charged-up like a red bull, bullish and long on the next wave like Stochastic.

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