
REGINALD M. HARROD
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REGINALD M. HARROD
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My friends, this is not farewell. Though I have transitioned to another timeline, my spirit lives on through all of you. You are my legacy – the doers, dreamers, servers, and givers that will uplift communities for generations to come.
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What we shared was always more than crisis care, more than mentorship or community programs. At the core, it was a vision to empower the powerless and to see strength, creativity, and unlimited potential in people that society had forgotten.
I may move on, but this vision endures. Let my transitioning give new energy to the cause. With each act of service, each life touched, keep the ripples going outward. Become beacons of hope to light the way for those still struggling in the shadows, still waiting to be seen.
The work of healing communities, nurturing unrealized dreams, and expanding young minds is never finished. I know your dedication continues. Though the soil feels fresh today, may the fruits to come from it be bountiful.
This is not farewell but the dawn of a new day. As long as you keep sharing your light, the future is bright for communities across our county. My torch passes to you – take it and shine on!
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HARRODEUS.RA LIVES ON!

Harrodeus.RA
The Unknown Poet
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​Praise to Allah:
The excitement is lost into history.
I ENTRUST IN THOSE FOR GUIDANCE FROM WHO I CAN’T SEE
As I stare out of my window and see the little children walking into school
Adults lost in transit; however, keeping the safety and security of the children in mind
And I also travel into the profound regions of my history
Lost in diminishing thoughts of painful illusions captured into the depth of history
So many stories about life are told transcended into my reality
So much confusion, suppressions and genocide; however,
I am too wise and strong to fold I have been blessed and stood on the mountain top
Spiritual, emotional and psychological battles live within silently,
yet visible to the 3rd eye
Unknown identities all spirits live within, I am like you gifted and blessed
Born as a human being lost among spirits traveling universally (Insight)
allows a blind person to see and understand the true nature of love unconditionally
battered spirits, depressions and many are unable to cope
lost in the illusion of not having freedom has slaved our people in many time cycles
trapped in voracious and negative cycles of contaminations and foolishness
caught up somewhere between time and space, often stuck in twilight zones
I shall not waste time to seek freedom because freedom was given birth along with me
I shall not subject myself to slavery because we are all parents, sisters and brothers
Transcended from one generation to the other, Our Heavenly Father is my master
Yet often I find myself lost in the wonders of mystical music and insightful lyrics
Dragged around, throughout and about emotional and psychic time zones
And stand as a twig wondering what has happening and what is going on
And why does evolutions keeps me living on and on and on
In the depth of my thorough thoughts I often questioned myself
Questioned myself about the truth of life and the nature of the living
And I draw from the theories that there are no real answers
Life is too different and unknown and there are no truly profound conceptions
Just theories, innovativeness and impracticalities
and why do humans think they have the last word about the ALL
So who and/or whom shall I find trust and true love within
Again trapped into illusions of life one generation after another
And look forward to being re-cycled again, again and again; I am so tired
And live with the expectation that my world has to always come to an end
So as I reach out to you all and extend my love and a true sense of cohesiveness
Truly I have no real expectation to receive your profound gifts of self in return
Because if thy doesn’t know they self how can I expect the true gifts of self
Sold, slaughtered, condemned and castrated from my roots
Living throughout life not knowing whom I am. (Another illusion)
Just follow that winding yellow brink road.
Reginald M. Harrod: AKA Harrodeous.RA
The Unknown Poet
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However; always remember;
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No person can tell whether they are rich of poor
By turning to the ledger, materialism does not determine that value
It is the Spirit that Vital Energy and how the energy is used to empower others
That will make a person rich
pure trust bonds, commitments to follow up and complete task
and faithfulness for those that entrust their lives into a relationship and believes in you
the ability to love and watch the backs of those that are committed to you
your ability to give not only materialistically but of your spirituals self
and don’t become hurt when others refuse to give back
a rich person will always remember that users and abusers will always be in the mist
and smiling faces do tell lies
and the ability to humble yourself before Our Heavenly Father
and ask for forgiveness if there is a need
the ability to heal another and listen to those that are in need of a ear
and have the ability to walk with one through trials and tribulations
and pave better ways for them to achieve, just demonstrate that you care
the ability not to be selfish, foolish and subjective to negative, unconstructive
or un-cooperative deeds
and most of all a rich person will go out of the way
to assist someone else to assist another with reaching positive goals
it is a turn on for a rich person to see one succeed.
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Reginald Harrod; AKA: Harrodeous.RA
The Unknown Poet
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Greetings: (I am reaching out to you)
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I have been trying to connect to those who are empowered to make social change for the betterment of all citizens residing within the United States of America and through the world. However; I have arrived in a state of complexity in regards to the mortal race and found myself unable to connect to too many of the spirits trapped into this cellular society.
Day after day integrating into masses of destruction living by concepts of illusions second after second, poor living in a problematic rainbow society; I often find myself lost in limbo stress. Needless to say I want out, the pain of it all vibrates through me daily. Why can’t we come together to STOP THE KILLING OF OUR CHILDREN.
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Now there are several thoughts that fill the mind with awe and wonder the more often and the more steadily I reflect upon them the starry universe accented by a moody moon and a radiant star burst sun surrounded by ever changing personalities of white clouds in a sky blue setting.
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Now on the other side of nature I am subjected to alien moral laws living among other aliens who discriminate against me. Then through out countless of years residing on this continent I’ve been battered with multitudes of words that I find difficult to consume and comprehend true meaning. All said annihilates my importance as an instinctive creature whom has to give back to the universe and I realized that I’m unseen, not loved, not appreciate, and not cared for speck of flesh in life. It doesn’t matter from where I came, where I am going and/or how I feel no one truly know how to care for oneself so how can they care for me.
Givers are victims of the takers and users and how should that morality stands for building sincere trust bonds, cohesiveness, profound respect for others sharing the deep and often un-reachable feelings of love.
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In regards to the little time we share here among the all we do not understand the energetic vital forces that places us in territories perhaps some what like the stars are settled in the darkness of the night.
The latter, on the contrary, infinitely raises my worth as that of intelligence through my spiritual and metaphysical personalities I find an abundance wealth.
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However; through the moral law reveals life independence I find yet other illusions regardless of prejudice, price fixing, stealing, economical disasters, hatred, envy, demoralizing and racism and all of the egotism that is on top of the totem poll of negativism are nothing more than the evil mystical wizard waving his unseen wand.
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Is it an illusion that we are All in need of help and if that is not an Illusion and we function out of one love and trust um again I am lost curious about why does so many desire to worship and follow the path of the evil mystical wizard.
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Reginald Harrod: Harrodeous.RA
The Unknown Poet
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AGAIN LOST IN TIME (WHAT !)
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If one focus the signs of tension and melodramatic moods
Illusions claims the victory of thoughts and irrational actions
And concepts of feeding truth into life becomes distorted and unclear to the minds victims
As a bird claims territory and feed from the parasites of the earth
We follow the same path claim territory, which shall never be ours and feed from the earth
The sun and all natural essentials of life give to promote quality life
It feels great to be connected to the triumph of the truly blessed and practical thinkers
Those that allow extremely good deeds go untold and beyond the imaginations of others
Because so many individuals continues to search through the wilderness for selves
Lost and trapped in time zones perplexed by the illusions intercepted through folk tales
Because the pure and truly gifted spirits are usually unseen by the common eyes
The mere mortals are not able to see what the gifted can see, hear what the gifted can hear, feel what the gifted can feel, understand what the gifted understand about spirit life
They ignore the teachings of the spiritually and metaphysically gifted, who has visions throughout time; those blessed with profound insight and cognitive abilities, again lost in time
Siding with false prophets so many are lost and trapped in their twilight zones
Along with the creators of mass destruction
Casting their evil spells of devastations and hatred down through life times
Consciously creating and participated in genocide, lost souls on the roam, again lost in time
Not realizing that many great streams and rivers of pure and giving of life has dried
And the co-existence of living lives on and on are acts of revolutions
Yet every form of life has to revolutionize with time
And it appears that the concepts and human values of living stay somewhat the same
So as we struggle to conquer the wisdom that resides in the Book of the Dead, (the Bible)
We must conceived reality as it is during life as it lives
Are the same tools and materials to build a house throughout history remains the same
And does one use the same love and rationale to build a safe, secure and happy home
Has language drastically change the meaning of communication
Now I lay down to sleep and awake noticing that seasons never change, (WHATEVER)
And wake up to a new world time and life of the spirit continues to live on and on
Everyday has to be managed differently through applied logic, life does change
As emotions to sway like the wind blowing through the willow tree and leaves fall to the grown
Has the spirit that Our Heavenly Father embedded in us lives on and into other bodies
Throughout time after time after time, so many claims that is the truth
And if we search for wisdom of yester year, are we lost and unable to find the truth of life
And still contaminated with foolishness and evil that destroys all that is good
Or can we feel the pure and positive living energy that empowers the all
Be aware of the shallowness and folk tales, many lies have been told
Seek deeper than the truth appears in order to seek the truth that truly lived
And only then one shall allow the conscious to feed off of to much confusion, I feel the truth
And the psychic/emotional selves shall become fortified with dignity, love and the ability to rejuvenate the weak and give practical guidance to those lost souls on the roam
(WHAT!) In order for the boy to find himself he had to travel back to his roots, Again lost in time.
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Reginald Harrod: AKA: Harrodeous.RA
The Unknown Poet
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A Message to the Community from Reginald M. Harrod
“My brothers and sisters,
I have always believed that our true purpose is to lift one another up. The measure of a life is not in what we keep for ourselves, but in the love, guidance, and service we give to others. I dedicated my journey to building bridges, empowering our youth, and creating spaces where every voice could be heard, every talent could be nurtured, and every dream could take root.
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As we move forward together, I ask you to stay connected to the universal spirit of love, justice, and unity. Carry the torch of service into your homes, your neighborhoods, and your communities. Let us continue to mentor, to create, to protect, and to celebrate one another.
My legacy is not mine alone—it belongs to all of you. Keep the faith, keep the vision, and keep the love alive. Together, we will build the kind of world where our children can grow in peace, promise, and purpose.
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With eternal love and unity,
Reggie


