A Trip To Love

While swimming in the infinities of space it seems

The constellations, moons and outer galaxies

Must be figments of my imagination or subconcious dreams

This feeling of flight nothing more than a fallacy

The blazing warmth of the sun, the beauty of Saturn's rings

I am lost in it's awesomeness, it's omnipotent flow

Floatin' on everything that is air watchin' living stars scattering

So much to see at one time, from here where do I go?

I can feel God's presence here, wrapped in all that is created holy

I feel the feelings of being here before, visions of the past

Emersed in the deep chapters of this real life never ending story

Wondering if all of this ambience is going to last

Despite the vast darkness and absence of time, I drown in this world above

To drown is to die, to die is to live, for where I am living is love

Truly Yours,

Mitch Hennessy

What Takes Years To Figure Out Can Be Forgotten In Seconds...

"Vengence is Mine" saith The Lord

Before I learned this, I had it set in my mind that when that finally came I would do some thing so raw that Satan would resent the day he decided to torment me...I often ask, why me? From the very day I was born, Satan has tried to keep me from reachin' my full potential. After years of wondering why, I figured out that it was because God had His hands on me...There are things that have happened in my life that if I did tell you, only most probably would half believe me. All that I can say is that after certain things happen to you; you have no other choice but to become in tune with the spiritual realm. Vengeance...the desire for revenge, it can consume you and drive you off of the path. "Vengeance is Mine" saith The Lord...After learning the true essence of this quote, I realized what that meant for me and I was surely pleased by the revelation. All of you who feel like I have felt, I say to you be patient. Trust in The Most High, your "revenge" will come thru His...Peace, Freedom & Blessings.

Truly Yours,

Mitch L. Hennessy

The Emcee In Me...Music Saved My Life.

The year was 1983...Springtime. The year I met my first love... In one swoop, my life would never be the same. The colors of the world were now brighter...the air was now crisper...my spirit was awakened. This indescribable feeling was Hip Hop. Not just Hip Hop but music period. The gift that God infused me with had started it's evolution. At first, it was just a caterpillar crawlin' thru life seekin' inspiration. It had finally found it. Kurtis Blow, Run-DMC, Fat Boys and so many others were modern day street poets to me. To say that they influenced me would be an understatement. But influence me, they did...so much so that I, "ruined a perfectly good name"(my mother's words, not mine). M.C. Denny Dee was my new name...anytime that I put a pen or pencil to paper, it was like I was leaving the entire world behind...The only place I felt strong...safe...wealthy...like I belonged...free. Unfortunately, no matter where I went while writing, I had to come back to reality. As I grew, so did my music. The caterpillar was now a chrysalis. When I was young and stupid, so was my music. When I matured, so did my music. When I look back, I see how God was preparing me for my purpose. Music wasn't just something I do, it was who I was. As much a part of me as my breathing or my tears. The chrysalis had hatched and out came a B-Boy Butterfly...Writing kept me out of trouble...it was all I wanted to do. At home...in school during my classes. The teacher would be up there givin' a lesson and all I could hear were break beats in my head. While some of my friends were out robbin' people, jackin' cars and/or sellin' crack, I was writing verses, songs...the spirit of "organized noise" consumed me the way a black hole would. My first love became my only love...girls came and went but my music stood true. Even when I decided that I wanted to do this to make a living, the love was always there. Sorry to say though, that love is no longer as strong as it once was...the colors of the world look grey and dismal and the air is flat. Now when I write, there's a nu purpose behind it...Purity...Justice. And if I can achieve my purpose, it may start to feel the way it did in 1983...Maybe...just maybe.

Truly Yours,

Mitch L. Hennessy

Seein' What It Is By Lookin' At What It Was...

I can remember lookin' out of my fourth floor window watchin' the sun come up...What we called the " back park" would radiate brighter as the sun rose higher. What would've been a bad view to most was so beautiful to me...concrete, trees, checker/chess tables made of stone...benches, monkey bars and the typical project basketball courts where only half of them have rims...the air was so...so...pure then. It's a wonderful blessing to look thru a young person's eyes...so innocent. We never looked at livin' in the projects as a bad thing. It was home...the pissy staircases, the crackheads, the broken elevators...it was home. But something changed over time...as we got older, the air started to taste not-so-pure...at least for some of us. After movin' to what seemed like a better nieghborhood, I would learn that a tenement was just a fancy word for "smaller" project. I then had a sixth floor window to look out of. It felt like home also...it WAS home. It had all of the familiar elements of home...crackheads, broken elevators, etc. etc. But yet again, something changed...or was it that I changed? It is said that "home is where the heart is"...Well, my heart was no longer in it. The vibe was always there because my friends were there but my heart had moved on to greener pastures. I found knowledge...and it was that knowledge that showed me that I didn't belong there...So when I began to look out of my now sixth floor window, I saw not what was...but what needed to be. I had to break that cycle of public housing, welfare, etc. The class system created by the "elites" put me & mines there. I say that to say ...it is your MISSION to GET OUT!!! I remember watchin' "Rhyme & Reason" and Wise Intelligent from P.R.T said, "I'm not stayin' true to the hood, I'm stayin' true to the people in the hood." I've adopted that credo ever since...Let us all dedicate our life to change...Peace & Freedom

Truly Yours,

Mitch L. Hennessy

Growth...I'm A Grown Man. Pt. 2: Mental

On the last post I spoke of spiritual growth...I spoke of how God can reveal things to you...How God can reveal to you how the negative things in your life were put there to have a positive effect on you. What's the cliche'? The Lord works in mysterious ways. If you wanna put it like that, fine. Sometimes I think about the fact that I've never met my father...as a child, I used to ask my mother why he was never around...After hearing her answer, I still felt unsatisfied. I didn't understand... As a teenager, I rebelled and I cursed him. I cursed him for not being there to teach me how to fight, how to finesse a honeydip. I still didn't understand... As a man, I learned to forgive him...I forgave him because we all fall short....Mental Growth. I still didn't understand though... Then something happened...I had a child. Something you talk about happenin' but to live thru it is so spiritual. That feeling hasn't wore off...even when my lil' princess drives me up the wall...I look in her eyes and I see the true meaning of what life is...why we are here. How could my father walk away from that? I know now that there are two sides to every story....I wanna know his side...what happened? Regardless, his not being there made me the man that God needed me to be. The father my family needs me to be...I am in no way professin' my own perfection. I am a wretch...but God loves me anyway...And you too.


Truly Yours,
Mitch Hennessy

Growth...I'm A Grown Man. Pt. 1: Spiritual

When you reach a certain stage of enlightenment, The Most High will reveal things to you. It's up to you to see the code...If you are not spiritually inclined, you wouldn't be able to understand what that feels like. I couldn't explain it to you if you wanted me to. There was a time where I was so lost...Mentally and spiritually...I started searching for knowledge. I learned a lil' bit from some brothers that were five percenters. I studied on my own constantly...I learned my history...learned what it truly meant to be african living in America. Knowledge of self...I thought so...Something was missin'. I still felt lost...I was taught that the black man is god, he can manifest his own blessings...There's no way that's not true...it's what I believed. With age, I've come to learn that there is truth in that. There is the essence of God in us due to the fact that we are created in His image. But when God intercedes into your life on more than one occasion, you tend to change your perception. When the hand of God touches your life, there's no denying that there's a higher spiritual being among us...watchin' us....Spiritual Growth. What "religion" do I believe in? I don't. Let me clarify...I believe the ideal of religion was created to further divide us as a people. Not to get it twisted, I speak the testimony of The Messiah. Many nations/factions have done some dispicable things in the name of our savior; who just like his people has been stripped of His true name, true identity and true place of origin. "How can a black man praise a white messiah?" People have asked me that question...and it's that ignorance that keeps them from accepting The Messiah as their savior. Not that it matters because the wicked comes in all colors as do the righteous. But it's simple mathematics...if civilization started in Africa, which at one time in existence included all the surrounding lands, now known as The Middle Eastern countries; Wouldn't that make The Messiah african? Now what's your excuse?











Truly Yours,

Mitch Hennessy