30 minutes being in love

Lupe once said relationships are only 30 minutes long.
So the first minute would be the moment we met,
at the fifth minute we had our first kiss.
By the 10th we become a pair.
By the 15th minute u believed in me,
and I had nothing but love for you,
30 seconds later I was willing to give every kind of love possible,
u know that kind of love where u text in the middle of the day to say hey,
the kind of love where u can't help but smile when ur name is mention,
that kind of love where u have a long day and I massage ur feet,
that kind of love where u stay on the phone all night;
and u have a friendly argument abt who hangs up first.
But when we got to the 20th minute I was expecting some good loving,
but it only took a second to realize that wasn't going to happen.
So by the 25th minute I was some y did I get married stuff,
I throw away my 80 to get 20.
By the 28th minute u was in tears,
at 29 minutes it was over,
at 29 minutes and 45 seconds I left u with a broken heart.
Damn, Wale once said Love is the slowest form of suicide,
at the 30th minute a part of u died.

Anything is possible!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm not going to make this long but November 4th 2008, I have march with my aggies in the rain, to promote voting! and Now it is 2:17 a.m., and Barack Obama is president! What a way to pop my voting cherry, this is truly amazing! I'm at lost of words! But I will finish, this is my challenge to African Americans every where, we have advance further then any race in only 40-50 years, now we have no more excuses! Anything is possible! Stopping us is the impossible part! Obama 08!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

November 3rd 2008

History is a step away from today, and I had the ultimate blessing on the eve of elections, at 10:30 A.M. this morning I reiceve an invite from my collegue/SGA president to join in on this conference call. As soon as I entered the call, Mr. Sean P. Diddy Combs was already talking, explaining how him and the hip-hop community has been moves to back Mr. Obama, what states they made moves to, and just how they are grinding, next..... He came to the phone, thats right Barack Obama!! he started off by apoloizing for his tardiness, then talk about how much history could be made, the struggles the will be face to make history, and how he plans to follow through with his plateform. It was amazing, I teared up. Wow. Then to follow up that Oprah talk next, she took as back when she first interview Obama, and how she ask is he the "the one" and he simply replied back, he is one of many. Then she said no should go to the polls alone, this should really be a family affair. But she told us, We should all do or part! So, November 4th, what will happen? I was bless to hear three great people speak on what can be history, and everytime I think about it, I get happy and emotional. But all I can do is Hope!!!!!!!

Long Way To Go

I write this for three people....................


Listen young brother
Right now your in one the toughest situation
You have ever faced in life
Your at a point were you question yourself
You probably feel like though you have prevailed in each battle
That your soul is being diminished in the war
And at now your at the point of quitting
You feel like there is no reason to fight
But you quitting doesn't just hinder you
But everyone that looks to for inspiration
You may think this is the last chapter
But there is so many more after
When you think you got it bad think about
Pursuit of Happyness and Daddy girls!
Keep your head up and continue to move forward because
You have a long way to go.

Listen self
I have something to talk about
We have been heartless for so long
That us being heartless have created
A element of fear
We worry of the risk to put ourselves back out there
We take risks with everything else
Except "Finding Forever"
We hide our feelings with our words
But if someone looked in our eyes
They would see how we picture
Many possibilities
But your haunted by what love has done too
That you can't put your lips together and say like
Forever my be close by
But it seems so far away
Eventually you will make it to that point
But right now
You have a long way to go

This last will remain nameless
6 to 7 months ago kicked off
The adventure of discovery of
Character, personality, and
Simple who you are and I am
And influence on my thoughts
My mind state has grown like
My dreams are volcano's
Erupting into ideas
But this adventure
Has lead to unknown
Our compass of pride
Can't direct you or I on my next move
And there is no moss on the trees to
Show which way is north
So, we are force to wait
Until its dark and see the north star
But will finding the north star end
This journey
Or is it still
A long way to go?

The Battle!!!!!

Ok, most of my friends know about this poet battle/friendly competition i was doing over the summer and into the school year for a little bit. So me and this young lady decided to take turns picking topics and see who could write the hottest poem. Man, it was a lot of fun and help me become even more creative, also force me to think way outside my box. The topics were such a wide variety but eventually, trash talking got intense and there had to be a winner with this ongoing battle. So we went into like a poet championship series, two topics and four spectators as judges, so the first one she won, and so I had to come back hard but when I thought I went all out, she went further. So, I came face to face with defeat but I learned a lot, through the timeline of that battle. It gave me some insight who this person is, how I need to expand with my skills in writing, and it made me gain so much respect and admiration for they way this person lifestyle is. For once I'm glad I did lose in some aspects but I won in so many more ways. By the way we did make a bet, and I will hold up to my end, when I get my life together!!!!!

The Growth

Those that know me very well or from a distance can honestly say they have seen me real grow up lately, upon entering this school year, I did a self evaluation on things I want to improve on and most of those things were social improvements. I still need some work but I have came along way, I don't say smart ass comments as much and have a better choice of words for situations now, I admit I still joke around a lot, but I have never been a dry person so, I don't think that will change much but people are finally seeing there is a lot to me then what I lead people on about me. They also recognize the potential that I have, and recognize it's time for to apply myself more than ever, that's why I have cut certain things off that can be a potential distraction. I have also made the decision to be celibate for a while. I was once challenge last year that if I didn't pursue the opposite sex for a year, I would be more productive, at first I thought what's life without sex? I'm a college man, that would be foolishness, but I do see how affective I am without it. I'm also trying to be more forgiving and honest. But like a plant, I will continue to weather the storm of life, and grow from the light of knowledge. For those around me, you are now witnessing the growth!

Circle Of Trust

For along time I tried to delay reality, I ignored all the signs, because I didn't want to accept the truth, that is I have a large circle I call friends, but for some why? Better yet what is a true friend? They are the ones that are always honest with you, they look out for you, and they respect you. I remember one time I was suppose to ride home with a friend back home at the end of the semester after my final exam, well barely 16 hours before departure I get a call saying there is no space because, he packed everything in the car, and if I rode I would have to have a t.v. in my lap for 5 hours, and I could pack a back pack of my stuff, all this Knowing I was coming back in a week with a truck, and it was urgent I went home that day, I had no food, no money, and a drop of tooth paste. So, I took a train that was scheduled during my final, that hurt my grade, and when I explain this to my friends, everyone said that's how he is, what do you expect? Right then I ignored the fact we expect this person to leave us hanging, in a time of need. Really? But why? Why would you keep someone of that nature around you? Well, as time went by I excepted this time and time again, I can't except it anymore, along with friends that have I known for years, that are just dead weight and do nothing! So, this is to address everything. No, I'm not mad or in my feelings. I'm just being smart and real. they say, "In Life we were born to fly, That's why I travel light".

Vacation: from writing

So, since the school year has started, I have been busy like crazy, which resulted in me taking a vacation from writing, it wasn't by choice but I just had so much to do, so a couple of weeks ago, I was ask to write a poem for the Miss AKA coronation, which was an honor and brought my out of my slump, so I will like to present my first poem in the pass 2 and the half months, its title SHE IS:

She is......................
A daughter
A sister
A leader
A uplifting spirit
A server of the people
She is .....
A fighter
A protector
A provider
A person that is humble
A lady
She is.....
A women that doesn't fear or worry because she puts god first
She is .....
Strong willed, filled with love, wrapped with class, marinated in beauty, baked in the oven of intellect, rosted to make perfectionS
he is Kacey Alexandra Holland
She is A queen

Dear To Dream

Greetings, I know I hav been missing for sometime and I apologize to those that read my blog. But I have a question, Do you DEAR TO Dream? Do truly visualize outside the box? I ask this because I have been dreaming of my future battles, and how I will handle them. I have been dreaming on how I will leave a mark on this world.

Public Service Announcement

This is a P.S.A.
I got something on my mind and some shit I need to say
Some might agree and others might feel some type of way
Let me first say fuck you!!!!!
To those that think being ignorant is the thing to do.
And maybe I’m the only one that finds this funny
That there is a recession, but every nigga is claiming they got money
Also let me talk a moment to address this
If u prefer using a gun instead of your fist
Then I must point out for that you’re officially a bitch
Another thing, a girl with no brains and a pretty face
Always look for love in the wrong place
A woman with low self esteem
A man can sell them a 99 cent dream
And tell her she’s pretty and he loves her to get in her jeans
So, ladies love your self
Before for love anyone else
Next do you remember when nice guys finish in first place?
Well I guess bad guys must be on HGH
Because a good can’t even win the bronze in a 3 person race
I also notice it cost more to eat healthy and it’s cheap to pay for a heart attack
Its $5 for a salad and its only $2 for a Big Mac
But yet all McDonald’s commercials are aimed towards Latinos and Blacks
Parents give their kids whoppers instead of Wheaties
And wonder why at 8 years old, 300 pounds and have diabetes.
Instead of them outside playing, you let your kids watch reality TV.
And I’m tired of brothers using the excuse of not having a father figure
To act out as dumb ass niggas
Because I didn’t have mines
And I grew up just fine
What makes me sad, when I was written this all down
There is some African kids killing and raping everyone in the town
Can’t afford help but they but able to buy bullet rounds
They say money makes the world go round
And I hear money is the root of all evil, but yet they print on it in god we trust
Employment is down but gas prices are up
I got so many questions and very few answers
We been raising money for years but still can’t cure A.I.D.S. or Cancer
It’s easier to not try, so everyone wants to be hustlers or video dancers
Going to college is hard, selling drugs and going to jail is easy
Instead of being doctor, ladies rather look good for the camera and look sleezy
Every girl wants to be video vixen and every dude wants to be weezy
Our generation run from the light and sits in the dark
Tattoos is a trend now, it used to be body art
Everyone wants to go to heaven but no one wants to die
You got two face niggas making it rain in the club, I call them aquemini
And just a moment ago
I heard there are a lot of problems in the Congo
Every time we attack a country we doing the right thing but everyone else is a terrorist
And the media feeds us a bunch of bullshit
Sometimes I wonder does Bin Laden exist.
Now you gotta watch what you say
Before you get sent to Guantanamo Bay
There is a lot more I have to say
But I do want to exceed my time because I see people counting
So, this concludes my Public Service Announcement!

Jungle Fever

I used to love h.e.r.
But then she posed half naked on magazine covers
And started having multiple lovers
So I left her
Cause Jay said when a good girl goes bad, she’s gone forever.
Who would’ve thought she would change faster than North Carolina weather
So, anyways
One day
I was out, saw this white chick and hoped she “Walk this Way”
And she did, it was just my luck
I walk up and say what’s up
She said nothing much
Then we connected instantly
She was fresh with her t-shirt reading AC/DC
She notice I had on SB’s but I’m not skater
I told her do me a favor
Give me your number so we can get up later
I called her; we started talking about past relationships
She told the dude she was with
The had a Fall Out Boy
He brought pain and stole all her joy
She describe as the devil without horns
As a Freak On a Leash, like Korn
We she dumped him, she was happy but he cried
And let him know it’s Too Late to Apologize.
She told me to come over her place, she lives uptown
Crazy, my ex lives 3 Doors Down
She invited me, and lit up some Purple Haze
Smoke some with her got raised
Her crib reminded me of Electric Lady Land
I was warned about girls like her by Lenny Kravitz
But I didn’t care, because I had to have it
We start to KISS
She had those Rolling Stone lips
Interracial sex, I call it Californication
I’m a Gym Class Hero, I passed her physical examination
I did more then made her cum
I did it to her until she felt Numb
You all might be mad at me in the black world
But viva la white girl.
She might not be able to dance
But she gives me good Chemical Romance
She wears short skirts and knee high socks and is out of control
The girl I’m talking about is Rock-n-Roll

First Date

It must be fate
I’m taking the girl of my dreams, on a date.
I pull up to her spot and no I’m not going to sit in the car and honk my horn like she’s a whore
I’m a man of respect, so I’m going to go knock on the door.
She answers, and tells me to come, and that she’ll be ready in a second
I mumble to myself thank you god, for this blessing.
She’s ready to, looking good, so should I give her a compliment?
Would it matter, she is already so confident.
But I did
Told her she looks nice, nothing to big
We left around 6, before it gets dark
Start this date off, by chilling at the park
We sat down and got into a political discussion
Until the sunset and the sky started blushing
So we left, thought I’d take her somewhere real soulful
So we went inside of Barnes & Noble
I told her I thought she was mean, and she told me she thought I was anti-social
I told her I want a good girl, she wants a gentleman
We saying the same thing like a synonym
Made eye contact the whole time to show I was listening
I told her a first date is more like an interview
Would you mind some questions, I want to ask you?
She says she doesn’t mind
So I go searching thru her brain to see what I can find
I ask her about her plans, interest, hobbies, and how she view life
She says life is one big pie and she brought her own knife
I smile and say I know that’s right
I’m so amazed that she has so much insight
Her plans is to better the knowledge of the youth in America
Man, she’s good looking, smart, and clever
She asked me my, what are my views on life, and that’s when I told her I’m trying to find forever
Then she asks me what inspires me to write?
Before I could answer, a clerk comes and says sorry we are closing for the night
We leave, found a random spot to park, and sat on top of the car
I told her the joy I get from writing as we gazed upon the stars
Wow, who would’ve thought she would be traveling thru my mind state
On the first date
Time for her to go home, it’s getting late
I walk her to her door; I give her a gentle kiss on the forehead, the proper way for this night to end
I tell her this is fun, and hopefully we can do this again
She smiles and says hope floats
But maybe on our next date, we can talk about some of favorite quotes!

"Conservative"

In light of all the politicin', I decided to do a two-part piece, this one being called "Conservative", the other, not finished yet, "Liberal". I also love the beauty of nature and this is my embodiment of that sentiment..to be continued...

Saturday Morning Cartoons

“Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again”
Oh No!
Where did the time go?
I remember playing with G.I. Joe’s
And having a bowl of uh ohSpaghetti O’s
I used to do the cabbage patch
Didn’t care if my blues match
Come with me, I’m about to take you back
To……………
When the ice cream truck comes, you go running to beg moms for money
When girls rock there pony tails to the side with the scrunchie
When we played with slinkies
Or when your parents packed a lunchable, pudding, and a Twinkie
When you was afraid to cuss
And watch the magic school bus
When you looked both ways before you cross
When everyone dressed like Kris Cross
When you had a crush, wrote them a note saying, “Do you like me? Check yes or no”
To pick who is it, you did any, many, miny, moe
You the slowest one so, you hope you don’t get pick
When on Friday and Saturday nights nickelodeon into Snick
When momma told you never talk to strangers
When Tommy, Jason, Kimberly, and Zack were power rangers
Let me take you way back!
When Homie didn’t play that
Wasn’t no hi-definition but we was “Living in Color”
When every joke was about your mother
When it was cheap to get popcorn at the movies
When the only disease to you was coodies
Oh, and chicken pox
And everyone use to quote The Rock
When you thought the Reebok pumps
Helped you jumped
When you there’s always one kid that cheats
In freeze tag or hide and seek
T.G.I.F. was the best part of the week
When family matters was a show and not a problem
Do remember way back then?
When you rock one glove to be like mike
Or knock people out, like mike
Or sing the MJ song like Mike
When you walked around with either a boom box or a walk man
When someone broke a window, everyone ran
Spent most of your summer at camp or in the pool
“Back in the day, when things were cool”

The future of music!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sne7JyK_GhY

Addiction: MUSIC

Music is one of the greatest things on earth! It links people together. Music touches every topic possible. I’m talking bout all music: rap, RnB, Soul, blues, jazz, techno, club, rock, and etc. music makes you want to dance. Or sing knowing you can’t sing if your life depended on it, but you don’t care because that’s your song! Music can make you laugh, cry, think, want to smoke, have a discussion, make you feel love, and/or make you want to have sex. Remember when you had your first crush? What song was thinking about or singing? Your first phone conversation with the opposite sex, what song was playing in the background? When you go for a walk, what song are you humming to yourself? Or when you’re feeling yourself and your swag is on super high, what song makes you feel that way? I can’t fake, when I thought I was in love, John Legend- “So High” was my shit! Got my heart broken, I couldn’t stand that song! This was my playlist when I was down: Jay-z ft. 3 Doors Down-“Here without you”, Omarion – “Ice Box”, John Legend- “Again or Another Again”, Panic At The Disco-Anything talking about women and relationships, and Bow Wow-“Out of my system”. Damn, I was on some other shit. But when summer roll around I have to hear Jazzy Jeff & Fresh Prince-“Summer time”! When, I’m in my own world, zoning out, I’m listening to Lupe, Kanye, Jay-z, or Linkin Park. If I had to list songs link to moments this what it would look like:

Early high school relationships- Usher- Confessions the album, Musiq-anything he had out, Alicia Keys- Anything she had out, and Jay-z- Song cry!

Senior Year: Kanye- College Dropout, John Legend- “So High and Ordinary People”, Anthony Hamilton- His first album went so hard!!

Summer 07- Plies-“shawty”

Spring Break 08: A Tribe Called Quest- “Can I kick it”

This Summer???????????????????????????????

So, I ask you. What are some of your musical moments? If you don't mind sharing

Brain Matter

Enough confidence mustered…wait I must’ve lost my mind what was I thinking. I
bumped my head against the white brick wall with blue lines
that’s ruled by college ‘cause I don’t like it wide.
The ball in the Bic it won’t roll, it won’t click. Pen and paper against me conspire
at my desk I perspire from thinking thoughts that are aimless and take me to nowhere but anywhere.
Inspiration can’t be found. All stones have been turned over.
No thoughts that are profound hmm maybe I’m too sober.
Shall I get drunk off injustice that profiles and judges by race,
inject inhumanity and deceit for wars that had no reason taking place,
wine and dine on emotion from love lost and love found,
sniff lines of degradation for “sex sales” outbidding morals every time,
pop pills for fear of fascism amidst this illusion of free times,
take shots of disgrace for education systems that pass children yet leave ‘em behind.
Before I could spark some revelation for my mind’s eye, nay sayers exclaim,
"heard it all before what you’re saying is the same.
We got scores of poems about wars and tampered education,
conspiracy, adultery, racism and degradation.
Your drug impotent, your drink watered down.
Bring innovative wit’ you next time you come around.
So writer’s block continues to asphyxiate my wrist.
Doubt has again robbed me of a pen and paper tryst.

I back slowly from the paper with my hands up in defeat,
then I run into lethargy and it says follow me to let free my trapped thoughts that in my mind adjourn.
Making your way up is easy If you down to trick for terms…
Just put on a little lipstick and have your way with these words.
In adjunct caress these adjectives. Seduce these nouns and verbs.
Reason convenes my thoughts and says this isn’t necessary.
Pride then motions trickin’ just ain’t in our vocabulary.
Experience tells me it will come to provide me with insight.
Irony and wisdom laugh because hindrance gave me words to write.

My other love

My first painting...

Marvin Gaye "Deep Thoughts".

That's my favorite artist. Love that man.

Summer: Part II

I must say, my summer has really picked up! The beach, drinking, I'm writing like crazy, partying at H.U., and it looks like there is more to come. Just the other night I went to the beach, and just chilled got in a reflecting zone, and realized how fortunate I am. The beach is the most peaceful place at night, good therapy next to blogging! I got some more stories to tell but I have to wait til the chapter comes to a end because I'm a little unsure what will be the outcome. I but I will like that persons who has been bring out the creative side of me lately, they don't know it.

A Chapter Out of My Life: A moment I would like to forget

Ima keep it real I’m a man
In my life time I have had a one night stand
Let me take on a trip down memory lane
I can’t remember
I met here in the club one night
Black dress on tight
Liquor had me feeling right
We start to dance
It was something special about this girl because I felt it in my pants
She starts to slow grind
There’s only one thing on my mind
Looking at watch it’s about that time
Time to depart
I whisper in her ear, “Let’s leave sweetheart”
While driving to her apartment
We start talking; I realize she needs to pop a mint
Anyways, we get back tom her spot
I can’t wait for those clothes to drop
She puts on 12 play
We are about to start with foreplay
We start kissing
Kissing lead to the stripping
Next thing you know the CD is skipping
OMG
She stops to turn off the CD
Her body was shape like an hour glass
Ima show something different, I’m what you would call a sexual Outkast
I sat her on top
Of the Speakerboxxx
And showed her some Love Below
I stop because she scratched the shit out of me with her big toe
A quick intermission, I had to get a band aid out of the car
Shit, I still have the scar
She wanted to make it up and do me a nice favor
As she went down, she said nut is her favorite flavor
I’m thinking she’s nasty as shit
But I can’t fake, I kind of liked it
She’s giving me head, but her teeth keep scrapping my dick
Plus she kept making these annoying noises from gagging on it
She was horrendous
Her learning privileges are suspended
Now I’m with the next problem
I don’t have a condom
I ask do she have some?
She hands me one
She attempts to kiss me
I say, “You just gave me head, so kissing me is like history”
I’d rather it not repeat itself
Plus me getting pre cum in my mouth isn’t good for my health
She tells me not to put it all in
I ask “come again?”
She’s afraid it’s going to hurt
So how is this going to work?
I start with slow and soft strokes
Next thing you know, the condom broke
I ask you got another
So, I put on another rubber
Bend her over, on top of the covers
And hit it like how I wanna
I was hitting it like I’m a smoker and she’s my marijuana
She was cursing and being all loud
I couldn’t be more proud
She got hers a couple of times
Stop me before I could get mines
She couldn’t keep taking it
Damn, I almost made it
I’m bout to go
Trying to find my clothes
I tell her, “Damn, you got it real wet.”
To dark to see, she tells me, “Turning on the lights will be a big regret.”
I turn on the light, blood is everywhere!
Including my pubic hair
She was on her period
I think to myself, can’t be serious
I’m so upset
I grab my clothes and jet
A part of my life I like to forget
I’m scarred forever
From the worst sex ever!

Breaking Away

So, today I was talking to a friend of mines, I was reading her blog, and she is talking about how she is changing, so I posted a question that lead to a phone discussion, then it hit me that maybe I've change, anyone that knows me well, I love my Bowie crew, we weathered the storms, and adopted to the seasons. But Now that I'm doing this internship, I've gotten distance with them, for once I'm solo. But I don't know how to feel about that, I'm not around am I even a part of the puzzle still? Hav e I forgot who I am? Am I breaking away? I wonder how they feel?

What Happened???????????? Pt. 3

What happened to good sitcoms? I tired of reality T.V., Shit i live in reality! Moments like these?


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One too Many Drinks

Love is like being drunk
If you don’t know your limit
You’ll keep drinking
And get deeper influence
You’ll start mixing brown and white
Can’t tell wrong from right
When you were sipping you confident
Swag on 100 so saying a lot non sense
Look at you now, can barely stand and feeling insecure
How you going to take shots of Holy Water and feel impure
Now you sick with no self control
Now your heart is starting to throw
UP
Hanging over the toilet while your friends try keeping your head up
Next day you say good bye to your lover
But you’re stuck with a hang over
In due time you’ll recover
And be sober.

From canvas to paper.......

This is a friend of mines poem, its real cool, check out!!!!

ONE THING MADE CLEAR

Why does the man walk through a museum to peruse oils organized on a canvas?
Why does the woman circle the sculpture hand on chin in deep thought and contemplation?
What do these "arts" evoke that bring people from miles around to see?
What would the world be without these oils, ceramics, and acrylics?...
These pencils, pens, shades, perspectives, sprays of paint, and chalks all meshed in?
A bland world lacking creativity, vision, and dimension…if the trees, flowers, the sun, and moon were paid no attention.
If beauty wasn't captured to be preserved on surface of choice.
If talk was monotone, lacking inflection, rhythm of the voice.
What could life bring with no songs to sing that change minds, and uplift spirits?
No song, so there are no beats to choreograph dance to, we are a rhythm-less nation.
No saxophone to syncopate the outlook is ill-fated.
A world without the art a topic never to be debated.
A one-sided argument this is as this everything is always necessary.
Not just a painting against the easel, a ballerina on her toes, a voice catapulted from the depths of diaphragm, a trombone player's blow…but a mother giving birth to life, a bee's buzz to flowers' bloom, a skill, a craft, a leader's legacy left whose impression is now painted on you.
Art can be found in all things that express a thought…a feeling…an opinion from one to another.
It can be found in every human being of all colors, fashion, and form.
Art can transcend barriers where the mundane fails along with the norm.
To not love it, is to not love one's self.
To disrespect it, is to disrespect one's self.
Stopping the art is to stop the blood that courses veins, stopping life.
You are a most beautiful work of art.
Peruse on man in the museum, contemplate the architecture of the sculpture.
Ask how?
Ask why?
Who knows?... sometimes the only answer.
Craft a speech to lead millions to craft speeches that lead millions to different tomorrows. Think deep.
Create on. The work of the artist can never me done.

In this state of Mind: Mind State Sequel

In this state of mind
My thoughts get jammed together like NYC traffic
But can the metro to my good, bad, and ugly thoughts.
But they are all some how connected
Or can go shopping for ideas on Rodeo Dr.
Everything is free as long as u don’t pay anyone else any mind
I would take to the city where love was built but it got bombed like Oklahoma City
And is going through a rebuilding phase, like New Orleans after Katrina.
But you can vacay in infatuation city were my thoughts head to South Beach.
But I would rather my imagination flow up like the Mississippi River
In my state trust is credit
With that St. Louis mentality you can “Show Me”
Better than you can tell me.
But let me take you to the chicken and waffles
And serve the states most famous dish
Food for thought.

Emotional Circus

They say Life's a bitch And Death's her husband
But I heard Love is a Mother Fucka
Lust is her twin sister, who she get mistaking for.
Life lives next door to the green eyed Beauty named Envy
Envy has a boyfriend named Jealousy
Who cheats on her wit the the the chick who loves company, you might know her as Misery
It's funny cuz she used to date this stubborn cat named Pride
Pride used to be engaged to Trust
But his best Friend Communication came between their relationship.
It's crazy cuz Communication introduced Pride to Misery because he dates Lust!
Lust baby father is this nigga named Hate
Who killed this dude Dream
Dream close friend Sleep got a gun from that nigga Revenge
Sleep is respected in his hood, because he is the cousin of Death
All these mother fuckas live in the same apartment complexand Im da land lord!Ain't that bout a bitch?

Just Add Milk

Let me take you on the side of the bowl, most don't wanna see, most haven't seen, or most see everyday. You got Snap, Crackle, and Pop riding on chrome spoons, serving the block rice crispy, they beefing with Sonny because he got those Cocoa Puffs, that got the whole hood coo-coo. Cookie Crook sitting in a jail cell cause he got caught stealing Cookie crisp. Count Chocula got a Silly Rabbit that he makes Trix and some ladies, he calls Honey Combs. On the other side of the bowl, Fred Flinstone got kids mining to find more fruity pebbles. He sells them to the jeweler Tucan Sam, who makes them into fruit loops. On the South Boarder of the bowl, U got Honey Bee, who imports CheeriO's. Captian Crunch is fighting in a war that, President Tony The Tiger started cause he saw Lucky Charms was doing GREAT, and wants his black gold at the end of the rainbow. Tony The Tiger had another issue, he wanted the land that Count Chocula, Sonny, Snap, Crackle and Pop make their money and live. He flooded them out by JUST ADDING MILK.

My Playlist

I just wanted to point out the role my music list plays, It is the audio biography of this blog, "Life Is A Movie", so you gotta have theme musci! lol But seriously when you have free time listen to the playlist and read the blog, I think you would real appreciate it!" Life is A Movie" the poem coming soon as I write it! Lmao! But Im serious.

Maybe I Was Wrong...........

OK, those that ever read my post
Reality Check, so when I was a little rough on the "50 Year Old Virgin", I
thought I wouldn't have anything to talk about that's not work related. Who
would've thought this weird lonely man would be a musical genius? I'm Truly amazed, this man has a
library of CDs from every range of music, from Thw Who to A Tribe Called Quest. He has it
all! and actually got me to open my mind and listen to Jimi Hendrix album
and the Funkadelics. I guess the old qoute "You can't judge a book by it's cover " was right! I am truly amaze that I am learning something from him that's not work related. Well world as I open my mind to this music, I will expose you as well be sure to check out Little Wing and Maggot Brain! Enjoy!

My Addiction Part: 1

Every person has an addiction. It can be food, sex, drugs, T.V., rock n roll, and etc.

Mines is shoes and clothes. I've been cold turkey since the beginning of '08. Ouch!!!!!!

I'm really going thru the withdrawal symptoms, but I'm trying to maintain and save but it's so hard. Don't get it twisted, I'm not materialistic. I love shoes and dressing nice! Especially, when it's exclusive! Man! I feel real special! I think by mid-july it's a wrap, Ima break and O.D. Whats ur addiction please don't be ashame I don't judge!

Mind Sate

Welcome to my mind state
Its a state of minesI dont pay tax
I pay attention to facts & detail.
Theres no democrats & republicans
Theres dreamers & realist
There arent any jail cells
Just a bunch of brain cells
There this city like New York, it never sleeps, always busy, and the lights are always on.
In this state farmers plant ideas and they grow into philosphies & goals
In this state, the stock market depends on Dom Jones advancements.
In this state, at the beach u dont tan, cats come out here to day dream.
Next to the beach is a city with sky scrappers build upon thoughts on top of each other.
Art is displayed in my memories museum.
In this state, music is a legal drug.
There is a highway named road to riches with a dozen billboards of clothes and shoes.
This highway leads u to the state capitol success.
In this state, u have the right to bare hope and pursue happiness.
Thats the end of the tour of this state of mines.
A place called my mind state.

What Happened???????????? Videos

My next topic of What Happened is



videos



Remember when music videos had good story lines and where different?

The only people that still have good dancing, story lines and originality is Diddy, Hov, and Outkast. These other rappers dont

What Happened????????????

This will be a new part of my blog, talking about good thigns that just dont happen anymore!

My first topic is, MTV

What Happened? Once upon a time before Sweet Sixteen and all that other nonsense, this network is and was about music. Now to catch a video you have to wake up at 6 in the morning. It's hard to believe the M in Mtv stands for music still. This network has abandoned its soul purpose. It upsets me what this network has become!

Rediscover ME: Part 2

An Artist is born

Last summer, I picked up a new hobby, I opened my mind, and started going to this poetry club called: "Busboys and Poets" in D.C. I went every tuesday almost last summer, each time I felt something insdie me, like my soul got warm, my heart beat like crazy! Towards the end of the summer, I had a coversation with a poet there, told here how I envy her talent to write, Then she gave birth to the Artist inside me, she said "have you ever tried to write?" I went home called my boys, that we were gonna to perform, since there is a piano on stage and 2 mics, see I look at like this is my first performance suck, atleast my mans singing and my mans piano skills would distract them. LOL. My first poem was written to Ordinary People by John Legend. It was about a girl, she has no clue my first poem was about her. Maybe one day, I'll let her know, I MIGHT even post my first poem on here. After that I've been writing since! Now, my next move is to bring a different element to poetry. But this is hobby to me, not my life, I like telling stories with my twisit! So, I hope you enjoy what I write. (funny thing is as I was writing this, I was telling my friend this story)

With this Pen

With this Pen I am a artist,

My pen is my brush painting my colorful thoughts on a canvas

With this pen I am King Aurthur,

My pen is Excaliburnoone is swinging on my caliber, matter fact fuck that i'm me, cuz the pen is mightier than the sword

With this pen i am Moses,

God has helped me split the sea of bullshit to deliver my people the truth

With this pen I give u multiple orgasms, with that tingle in ur spine, that uncontrollable shaking in ur leg, as u cum, and my pen keeps going

With this pen,

I have committed several lyrical homicide but Langston Hughes said as a poet, hang urself in ur words, so I guess I just committed suicideIf thats the case,

With this Pen, I'm on some Christ shit cuz I just resurrected myself from my own grave

With this pen, I'm going green, cuz I just recycled different ways to say how nice I am

With this pencil, I write history cuz like white folk, i can come back erase it to what i want it to say later

Rediscover ME

Every comes to a point in their life, where they start Finding Forever, what I mean that u start on the path to your adult life, u know ur religion, political views, music style, career, and etc. I remember when it all hit me, my summer goin into my junior year, thats when i discover that I can write. When I decide how I was gonna leave my mark at school. Most importantly what I wanna do with my future, then I realize i Love being so free, which made come to the conclusion I see a small chance of me getting married, because there is so much I wanna do. Looking back at my memories museum, I really REDISCOVER ME! THIS PART 1. I will give a tour as time goes on.

Are U feeling Urself?

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Making Love with the Lights On

Have u ever made love with the lights on, music playing, and a room full of people?
She has
What makes it crazy is she shy and a little insecure.
But when she makes love, she's a in her own world
She is not good with words and has alot on her mind
So, she let her body do the talking
They say french is the lanuage of love
Real love is express through body language
Which she speaks fluently
She is poetry in motion
So, I'll ask u again
Have u ever made love with the lights on, music playing, and a room full of people, and keep on all ur clothes?
She has
When she DANCE
Not only do she get pleasure from it
But gives pleasure to the music, the audience and the lights.

Reality Check

Ok, I got an summer internship, it's cool but I share office space with the 50 year old virgin. My man makes 90k a year, no kids, no girl, and he lives with his parents!!! At one point his parents moved to NC thinking he was going to move on his own. NO! He moved with them and drove to work in VA everyday. I ask him y don't he have any kids? "He said no woman wants him". No grown man with a career should ever say those words. I'm at against marriage but after that, I had a REALity check...................

Good Music

What is GOOD MUSIC?
And why do they say our generation music is bad?

Those that read my page please leave ur suggestions..

Dreamin Out Loud

Mr. Obama might become president, "Change" can actually come to America. This could be one nation literally. Gas could actually go down. But will everyone see Mr. Obama as the first black president? Or a man that will have a deep impact on America? Will there be pressure from white or black america? But wait elections haven't came yet, guess I'm just DREAMIN OUT LOUD.

Summer '08 Part I

This is the first of three part series about my summer.

My suumer started off crazy, first day back in Maryland, I meet cousins i didn't know about, who by the waygot in a fight with some people around my mothers way, then the day after that my uncle dies from cancer. Also, my litle sister graduated high school! Im so proud of her. Then my internship took forever to get me started working. But now I'm in VA for the summer doing my internship, which is cool but nothing really exciting has happened to say: THIS IS SUMMER. Hopefully something will soon happen.

A woman's mission

Her mission was to find love and she chose to accept it
The eyes are the window to the soul, well hers is tinted, so her look is very deceptive.
A license to kill, in other words she's a spy
She doesn't trust anyone, cuz she always heard lies
She was betrayed from the start
Cupid was a double agent and shot her in the heart.
He shot her twice in the chest
Little did she know, she always wear a vest
She had cupid phone tapped
And it lead her to where love is at.
She knows what the business is
Her boss wants Love alive, but leave no witnesses
She snuck in at night
Killing everyone in sight
And no one notice her
Dress in all black, 2 pistols with silencers
Cupid crept up put her in a choke hold, then she put 2 bullets in his head
Shot him an extra time to make sure he was dead.
Everyone that was in her way are now filled with slugs
Back to her mission, to capture Love
Her and Love now stand face to face
She tells him to give up, theres no exscape.
Love Knocks away her gun
Says sorry Agent OO1
He starts an evil laughter
Tell her, today wasn't day to be captured
and the bad guy beats the hero
Then jumps out of the 22nd story window

To be continued

Hypnotic Hazel Eyes

Hypnotic Hazel Eyes
Stare to long, she leaves u paralyzed
They take away your ability to speak and think
The only time you have control is when she blinks
Hypnotic Hazel Eyes reminds you of the leaves the first day of Autumn
Captured beauty like the renaissance in Harlem
Her eye sees here map that she designed for success
Her eyes have seen this road before she could walk
Hypnotic Hazel Eyes, I look into them
I see more than beauty
I see how you manifest
To be the best
I see your pride
Most importantly, I see what you try to hide
Behind those those Hypnotic Hazel Eyes.................
To Be Continued

Dear Self

Last year was a very tough and testing year for me. Got my heart broken, grades slipped tremendously, my aunt that help me get in college pasted away, lost my car, and some summer job was trashed. But it prepared me for everything this year, what a year! I'm proud of myself. My grades are back up and I have obtained a lot. Most of all I am focus, it wasn't a smooth trail his year but I have been so battle tested, I held my own. I had a fall off with friends, nothing personal, I had to break away to form my own path for my destination that have in mind. Look at me now! I wrote poetry! Who would've thought. If I had to give myself a grade on growth, it would be an A! Cause I came along way! This part 1. There will be more, to my readers if any, I will continue to give you poems, politics, and insight to what I have in sight. I wanna thank those who will continue to support me and doubt me, thank GOD, and most of all thank self!

FAMILY VACATION OF COMMONS EX-LOVE

When I meet this girl she had so much soul
I meet her when I was 8 or 9 years old
See, I meet her thru my babysitter
This girl is the youngest of her 4 sisters
As we got older, she start smokin weed & doing crime
A theft she is, cuz she stole my ears, heart, and mind
We had sexual relations
Then we started dating
Thats when she took me wit her on her family vacation
That's I meet her grandpa Langston
U know married to the beautiful Poetry
They sit at the top of the family tree
But my girl got her beauty from her mother
Who turns haters into lovers
She make any man wanna chalk up their pool stick
Her moms introduce herself like this......
Hi, I'm a combination of sound, but u can call me Ms. Music
Can't believe she had 5 daughters
Cuz she still a tall glass of water
The one that had my ears, mind, & heart
Is Hip-Hop
Her oldest sister Jazz, told me, Common Used to Love Her
Until the Industry came around pimped her and fucked Her
I told Jazz, If Hip-Hop was a bed, then I wanna be her comforter
Her other sista Melody
Used to mess with Stevie
Until she fail in love with T.V.
Melody will use u for ur stereo
Every where I go
I'm guaranteed to see that hoe
Melody thinks before me, Hip-hop life style wasn't a bad thing
And that she should give it up to any nigga that can rap or sing
Or at least if their chain blings
Now their Twin sistas Rhythm & Blues
Live Life by different rules
Rhythm is the one that's real sexy & sassy
But Blues is even more sexy cuz she on that neo-soul and is very classy
The believe a Man with goals is a must
R&B is about Love not Lust
All these comments made Hip-Hop offensive
She hates being around her family cuz they always in her business
She needed some air, so she step out on the porch
I went after her of course
When out front, Looked over
And I told her
I'm not LL, but for I'll tat a mic on my arm
If I'm A Tribe Called Quest, Then be my Bonita Apple Bomb
For U I'm an addict
I think I need other dose of Illmatic
Ur family don't know what they talkin bout
Just kno I have no reasonable doubt
I know u used to be most rapper's delight
I forgive u for ur past, cuz in life, u gotta travel light
Ur family is crazy but alright
Let's make the best of the rest of the night
I want u to know, no matter what, ur the love of my life
-Hip Hop

Renaissance Chick

They say beauty is skin deep, her beauty covered her entire insides and had nowhere else to go but out
She became more sexy as thought provoking words came out here mouth
She captivated me with her conversation
Cupid just shot me, I plan on retaliation
I can tell a Queen from a Bitch
What should I approach her with?
I walk ova and say, Excuse me missI couldn't help but over hear ur discussion.....
When we locked eyes she started blushing..
And I was wondering whats ur name and where u from?
I'm starting to think this question was dumb
Its like a long ass pauseAs she stand with her arms cross
She says her soulwrites music like Bob Cole
Her left eye wants to see revolution
Her lungs want THC, and zero pollution
I'm like what?
She said read between the lines
She says I'm a prisoner of hard times,
I'm a survivor, that's my gift and curse
her right eye is watching God, Like Zora Neale Hurst-on
I go what? again
She says she's meant to be alone
cuz her relationship is depressing like the painting Tombstones
Giving out her heart is a problem
So she left it in Harlem
Telling her life story and lesson
answered the second part of my question
She said, "my name is a decade of a cultural spectrum
They inspired me and with my talents I plan to resurrect them
Before she left, she said If we meet
Again it's meant to be
Her BeautyIs so deep
2 weeks later, I saw her in Downtown D.C.
we locked eyes, she smiled
I say me seeing u again is destiny child
this might seem odd
for 2 weeks I reminisce
over u my god
My Renaissance Chick