Video Edited by Selorm Denu
Knowledge is one thing, to literally use it yourself is another thing entirely. Back to my favorite analogy, we all know exercise is good for you, this is common knowledge. How many of us actually do it? How many of us actually make use of this common knowledge?
Physical exercise is one thing. What is the mental equivalent of this activity? It would stand to reason that if the body can get stronger from conscious use, so the mind can do the same.
Realizing this fact is what has made me the Lucky guy I am. I have realized that in life, there is no rulebook as to who you’re supposed to be. As human beings, we constantly shaping ourselves by our ideas of who are are. As those ideas change, we change right along with them.
Through conscious manipulation of these ideas, I have come to understand how I shape my self in my vision every day. We all do it as human beings, whether we’re aware of it or not. Being aware of it, I know now gives you the power to do something about it. Not knowing it exists, puts one in the very precarious position of being tossed to and fro by any and all external forces.
Hence, my reason for being L.U.C.K.Y. is the fact that I know now that I make myself in my own image.
Luck Is A Miracle
I’m a miracle happening,
Pure lightning striking.
At times I mike it,
Just so you like it.
I’m proof there’s magic,
Here poof you have it.
I’m lightning striking,
Twice at light speed
With thrice as much heat.
Makes me pure chi precisely
Just call me Lightning
Lucky Lightning
So calm it’s frightening.
He’s so enlightening
Racing thoughts at high speeds
To drizzle you light speech.
I’m quite deep.
At my peak,
You can actually watch me
Walk out of my body casually
Curiosity might peak.
So I show of my soul
Just by slowing my flow
From sunrays to rain fall then snow
Otherwise I might combust
And the outcome: dust
Thus, I conduct
My train of thoughts to stay on course
I write so you’ll ride with me a bit.
Lucky Logan is flying this ship;
Captain McCoy, I’m in command, ya dig.
Shaping my life in bits,
While jotting my manuscript.
My critics are quick to quip:
“Man you flipped!”
Absolutely, I’m now a grand master of it.
I was born equipped,
But my wings got clipped:
Yard bird, I’m reborn to flip
My thoughts till they’re all in sync.
It’s pure instinct that makes me distinct.
I am therefore I think.
-L.P. McCoy
This is a new visual for “Heaven” a song from Mixtape One. Edited by Selorm Denu, this video expresses the central theme of the song quite well. Please check it out let me know what think. Check out Mixtape One below.
Video by Selorm Denu.
Dream Life
And the irony is
I’m really living my dream
But reality is
You won’t be seeing my dream
Because I dreamed it alone
I’m still in bed at home
But I’m awake in my dream
Wide awake but it seems
To you I’m sleeping on life
You can speak it’s all right
But that’s doubt on your mind
There’s no doubting in mine
I’ll be sprouting in time
I’m a seed in the ground
Flipping water and light
See I’m a tree in my mind
Bearing fruit in my sound
You see a seed I’m a tree
Let me sleep, let me dream
I believe then I see
What I am is what I’ll be
Let me be
You see a seed I’m a tree
Let me sleep, let me dream
I believe then I see
What I am is what I’ll be
Let me be
Let me dream
-Logan P. McCoy
“In life there are two types of dreamers. Those who just dream without knowing it, and those who know they are dreaming. Which dreamer are you?” -Logan P. McCoy
A new pre-release from the forthcoming LP 888 by Logan P. McCoy, here is “A Secret Life”. A song about the sometimes devastating consequence of leading a secret life. Check it out and leave your thoughts in the comment section below.
Here is a new recording I thought I’d share with you. I have decided to abandon conventional song structure to do whatever I feel like doing. This is “Bodhisattva”. I posted the lyrics earlier here. Check it out.
The beat was was an inspiration from a song called ”The Foe” by Joshua Aciares. You can listen to his song below.
people shrink as they do from that
of sustained and consecutive thought.
It is the hardest work in the world.”
Wallace D. Wattles
When I first discovered the concept of a “godhead”, it felt like deja vu. I mean the whole idea seemed so strangely familiar to me that it baffled me. I even grew angry that all my education and learning had never revealed this truth to me. I hated all the adults who I thought knew this truth but conspired to keep it from me. For a while, I became very rebellious in giving up the world as I knew it to learn more about this “godhead”.
What is this “godhead” you ask? Well imagine if every decision you ever made in your life was the best and most efficient decision you could make. Imagine having the power to decide the best course of action to take and then doing so, no matter what situation you find yourself in life. For me, the “godhead” represents that creative force. The creative power we all posses and shape our world with is the “godhead”. We use it whether we’re aware of it or not. As we all know for now anyhow, everything we create as human beings is a product of thought. EVERYTHING!
It’s funny to me how we spend very little effort as a whole studying this fact about ourselves. For me, this is the singular most important pursuit of my life: to understand how I work as a human being. The only tool I have powerful enough to even attempt such a thing is thought, the mother creator. It’s been quite a journey, though I have a feeling I’m just scratching the surface.
I’ve been ridiculed, chastised, insulted and damn near ostracized by many I know and have known for my fanciful pursuits. I have been on this path for over a decade, neglecting everything else “a responsible adult” should consider important. For me, I’m more important than anything I could want or hope to achieve in life. Like I always say in rebuttal, “I can’t enjoy any of that without me”.
My goal is to transform myself at the very core of thought. I really believe that nothing happens to us that we don’t allow. What I mean is life happens, but that’s not what affects us. It’s how we respond to the happening that either makes us laugh or cry. Theoretically, knowing this should give us greater control over how we pilot our lives. But when you’re on autopilot and sleeping, you don’t see yourself headed into the storm that you created. It’s takes effort to keep reminding yourself of this fact and as Mr. Wattles rightly stated, “… it is the hardest work in the world”.
