“Call to action”
Living under an assumed identity this double consciousness was created and is upheld by the same oppressive regime that still reigns to this day.
A regime that sparked an idea and became pregnant in it, giving birth to the very concepts that have held us captive since conception.
A verbal erection encapsulating us within the confines of societies womb.
Consequential climactic cataclysms creating the constant decline of a people whose destiny is aligned with the stars -- not behind bars.
They say we come from the motherland but they’d rather see my brothers and me trapped in the sands of time.
Soldiers and believers of a dream dreamt by millions that has yet to manifest, but my people are still here fighting to stand the test of a raw war with a double edged sword, leaving them rich and greedy and us deprived and needy. To survive while pleading for a hand to assist, missed by the eyes of a society that lies and pretends to be blind. Any true seer would stop and shed a tear after witnessing those lost somewhere between love and fear.
So we must stand!
Not AGAINST those who oppose, but for what we believe IN!!
For:
Slave Hymns and Native Winds
Gay Rights and Civil Fights
Radicalism and Afrocentrism
H.I.V. and Children In Need
Feminism and Student Activism
Immigration and Gentrification
Change the Station!!
Burst bubbles and start trouble!!
Protest with No rest!!
Take a stand, we all fight for the common good.
Take these plans to your families, your campus, your hood.
“Your Community is My Community”
“Light up the darkness”
Peace.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
yep...
I never realized how much i use time in my poetry...
"Lets Spend Some Time"
Lets spend some time.
Let my... eyes inhale in your divine beauty,
because truly the smell of you on my pillow
is what helps me wake up in the morning,
reminiscing on the night before. You---
Might be more to me than some jump off,
i dont know maybe my heart has gone soft,
but i cant let this one slip away....
Is this the day where i wake up expecting to
see you, only to breathe through a sigh of
despair when you're not there?
I need you and its not fair.
From here the road to the future is not clear,
and in the past my heart has fought fear.
A losing battle, this is proving to be the
toughest thus far.
But I WILL win this war.
Peace.
"Time will tell"
At times I feel like a reflection of Her,
and staring at her I see a reflection of me.
But eventually, time will tell what it is that we really see.
In actuality, She is my escape, and I Hers.
In each other, We escape from Ourselves
and the hell that We battle with inside.
In this hell We call “home” its hard to
tell the real from the phony.
The only real thing I see is She. She is the truth,
so together We escape,
sexually and intellectually,
until We must part ways.
(The darker the days,
the more rain will fill these pages.)
But it has been said that “what is meant to be will be”
and this is destiny.
Time will tell…
Time has told,
and in this meeting of souls,
two star-crossed lovers unite to
watch their destiny unfold.
Peace.
"Lets Spend Some Time"
Lets spend some time.
Let my... eyes inhale in your divine beauty,
because truly the smell of you on my pillow
is what helps me wake up in the morning,
reminiscing on the night before. You---
Might be more to me than some jump off,
i dont know maybe my heart has gone soft,
but i cant let this one slip away....
Is this the day where i wake up expecting to
see you, only to breathe through a sigh of
despair when you're not there?
I need you and its not fair.
From here the road to the future is not clear,
and in the past my heart has fought fear.
A losing battle, this is proving to be the
toughest thus far.
But I WILL win this war.
Peace.
"Time will tell"
At times I feel like a reflection of Her,
and staring at her I see a reflection of me.
But eventually, time will tell what it is that we really see.
In actuality, She is my escape, and I Hers.
In each other, We escape from Ourselves
and the hell that We battle with inside.
In this hell We call “home” its hard to
tell the real from the phony.
The only real thing I see is She. She is the truth,
so together We escape,
sexually and intellectually,
until We must part ways.
(The darker the days,
the more rain will fill these pages.)
But it has been said that “what is meant to be will be”
and this is destiny.
Time will tell…
Time has told,
and in this meeting of souls,
two star-crossed lovers unite to
watch their destiny unfold.
Peace.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Long time no post...
But my twitters been poppin.
no time for a real update right now, but heres an old poem i found in a box while packing for my move...
Its written by a woman named Linda Ellis...
The Dash
ADM... how beautiful
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R.I.P. Jeff
no time for a real update right now, but heres an old poem i found in a box while packing for my move...
Its written by a woman named Linda Ellis...
The Dash
"I read of a man who stood up to speak at the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone from beginning to the end.
He noted that first came the date of birth and spoke the following date with tears.
But said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time that she had spent alive on this earth.
And now only those who loved her know her worth.
For it matters not how much we own, the cars, the house, the cash--
What matters most is how we live and love and how we spend our dash.
So think about it long and hard... are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left that can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough to consider what is true and real,
And try to undertand the way other people feel.
Be less quick to anger and show appreciation more,
And love the people in our lives like we've never loved them before.
Treat each other with respect and more often wear a smile,
Remembering this special dasjh might only last awhile.
So when your eulogy is being read, with your life's actions to rehash,
Would you be proud of the things they say about how you spent your dash?"
ADM... how beautiful
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R.I.P. Jeff
Monday, July 13, 2009
The lost tweets...
"But you not finna blame your decisions and choices on me... Not at all"
"wow what a way to wake up"
"wow what a way to wake up"
Love vs. Money
Love vs. Money: Part 2 Lyrics
LOVE VS MONEY PART 2
Ehhh Ehhh
Oh... The name of money
Oh yeah...yeah...yeah e (whatever The Dream)
You...you can't say that I really didn't love you (ahaaahhh)
There's a newnew new new new way back for everytime that I touched you (haaahhh)
Quit acting like I'm the only one to blame, honey
Didn't hear you scream "no!" when you was trickin' off my money
But you left me here to clean up your dirty laundry, oh yeah
So kiss that nigga, hug that nigga,
love that nigga to death
Go ahead and please that nigga, feed that nigga
In time you'll see the problem's yourself
Coz when love is your problem...nothing can solve it
When love is the problem (eh!)...money can't solve it
When love is your problem (eh!)...nothing can solve it
When love is your problem (eh!)...no man can solve it,
Love is your problem
Now youyou you can't look back at all the shit you've done
To her love's a jail, so so so so so so so she stays on the run
You give her money, she wan't love
You give her love, she's back at money
She'll run from man to man, making plans to plan
No secretes, ya'll know who we're talkin' bout
Coz when love is your problem (eh! ohho ho!)...nothing can solve it
When love is the problem (there ain't nothing X3) (eh!)...money can't solve it
When love is your problem...nothing can solve it (nothing can so
When love is your problem (eh!)...no man can solve it,
Love is your problem
Oh nothing...can solve it, solve it, ho oh (ho oh) X2
I wonder if you'll ever take the responsibility of what you already done
By the time you figure out that she's not the one, three years that went by,
nigga you're done
You're done, you're done, you're done (ho oh!) (oh no no no nono)
Nigga you're done, you're done, you're done (ho oh!)
Ehh! you're done, you're done, you're done
Ehh! You're done, you're done, (yeah) you're done
You can't have her back............
Friday, July 10, 2009
More RTs
-"More than what you bargained for. But was it really worth gambling with in the first place? If its something you can put up on the table,"
-"Then you must not be too uncomfortable with losing it forever..."
-"It easy to put on that poker face, but the cards never lie. Eventually you have to show your hand. Unless you fold that is..."
-"Stop!! The love you save might be your own. Darling take it slow..."
-"No confusion... I know what I want out of life... Do you?"
*...sigh...*
lets put a smile on this face...
RT @DeePhunk: "SIT YOUR LOW BUDGET BEHIND DOWN BEFORE I EASILY PURCHASE IT W/ GOV'T-PROVIDED FOOD STAMPS!" #1stdraftmovielines
(Sit yo 5 dollar ass down before i make change)
-"all i have is my testicular fortitude and my credibility, and i wont sacrifice them for anybody!" #1stdraftmovielines
(All i have is my balls and my word, and i dont break em for no one)
-"daaaammn!!! you got hit REAAALY hard!" #1stdraftmovielines
(Daaayymmnn! You got knocked the FUCK OUT!!)
-"Would anyone else like to engage in fisticuffs with Deebo?" #1stdraftmovielines
(Who else wants some of Deebo?)
I like my versions better, lol.
Video of the day:
-"Then you must not be too uncomfortable with losing it forever..."
-"It easy to put on that poker face, but the cards never lie. Eventually you have to show your hand. Unless you fold that is..."
-"Stop!! The love you save might be your own. Darling take it slow..."
-"No confusion... I know what I want out of life... Do you?"
*...sigh...*
lets put a smile on this face...
RT @DeePhunk: "SIT YOUR LOW BUDGET BEHIND DOWN BEFORE I EASILY PURCHASE IT W/ GOV'T-PROVIDED FOOD STAMPS!" #1stdraftmovielines
(Sit yo 5 dollar ass down before i make change)
-"all i have is my testicular fortitude and my credibility, and i wont sacrifice them for anybody!" #1stdraftmovielines
(All i have is my balls and my word, and i dont break em for no one)
-"daaaammn!!! you got hit REAAALY hard!" #1stdraftmovielines
(Daaayymmnn! You got knocked the FUCK OUT!!)
-"Would anyone else like to engage in fisticuffs with Deebo?" #1stdraftmovielines
(Who else wants some of Deebo?)
I like my versions better, lol.
Video of the day:
RT/Wiki...
RT:
-"Has learned that no one can truly MAKE you feel guilty... guilt is more of a person acknowledging that they have broken a moral standard."
-"I was wrong in saying that i felt guilt tripped into going tonight, because i was not being the best person i could be..."
-"and any guilt i feel is really of my own doing... had i been the friend that i should have, i wouldnt have to feel guilty..."
-"we all make choices. and we just have to live with them... make sure you make the right ones..."
Wiki:
Guilt is a cognitive or an emotional experience that occurs when a person realizes or believes - whether justified or not - that he or she has violated a moral standard, and is responsible for that violation.[1] It is closely related to the concept of remorse.
In psychology, as well as in ordinary language, guilt is an affective state in which one experiences conflict at having done something that one believes one should not have done (or conversely, having not done something one believes one should have done). It gives rise to a feeling which does not go away easily, driven by 'conscience'. Sigmund Freud described this as the result of a struggle between the ego and the superego parental imprinting. Freud, an atheist, rejected the role of God as punisher in times of illness or rewarder in time of wellness. While removing one source of guilt from patients, he ironically added another. This was the unconscious force within the individual that may contribute to illness and also to the kind of so called accident that, until then had been attributed to God's will or simply bad luck. Today, as a result of Freud's views, even the victim of someone else's accident or bad luck may be offered criticism rather than comfort. The theory is that the victim may be at fault for having attracted the other person's hostility.[2] Guilt and its causes, merits, and demerits are common themes in psychology and psychiatry. It is often associated with anxiety, and sometimes depression. The philosopher Martin Buber underlined the difference between the Freudian notion of guilt, based on internal conflicts, and existential guilt, based on actual harm done to others.[3]
Veerry ee-Nteresting
Deuces. Vm
-"Has learned that no one can truly MAKE you feel guilty... guilt is more of a person acknowledging that they have broken a moral standard."
-"I was wrong in saying that i felt guilt tripped into going tonight, because i was not being the best person i could be..."
-"and any guilt i feel is really of my own doing... had i been the friend that i should have, i wouldnt have to feel guilty..."
-"we all make choices. and we just have to live with them... make sure you make the right ones..."
Wiki:
Guilt is a cognitive or an emotional experience that occurs when a person realizes or believes - whether justified or not - that he or she has violated a moral standard, and is responsible for that violation.[1] It is closely related to the concept of remorse.
In psychology, as well as in ordinary language, guilt is an affective state in which one experiences conflict at having done something that one believes one should not have done (or conversely, having not done something one believes one should have done). It gives rise to a feeling which does not go away easily, driven by 'conscience'. Sigmund Freud described this as the result of a struggle between the ego and the superego parental imprinting. Freud, an atheist, rejected the role of God as punisher in times of illness or rewarder in time of wellness. While removing one source of guilt from patients, he ironically added another. This was the unconscious force within the individual that may contribute to illness and also to the kind of so called accident that, until then had been attributed to God's will or simply bad luck. Today, as a result of Freud's views, even the victim of someone else's accident or bad luck may be offered criticism rather than comfort. The theory is that the victim may be at fault for having attracted the other person's hostility.[2] Guilt and its causes, merits, and demerits are common themes in psychology and psychiatry. It is often associated with anxiety, and sometimes depression. The philosopher Martin Buber underlined the difference between the Freudian notion of guilt, based on internal conflicts, and existential guilt, based on actual harm done to others.[3]
Veerry ee-Nteresting
Deuces. Vm
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
RT pt. 2
'Every1 wants 2 feel loved & wanted. So why do we sometimes allow ourselves to be devoid of it, when there is someone out there who wants u?'
'It sucks feeling like no one is interested in you'
'Its so hard to find the confidence to proceed when your heart is empty...'
'Everybody needs it. So why do I feel like the only one who doesn't have it?'
ugh. i need to stop bitching on twitter... but i do like being able to revisit random thoughts that pop in my head throughout the day.
i dunno. i guess lately i havent felt that connection with anybody. i feel... empty for lack of a better word. for her its easy. a beautiful girl like herself is going to have guys stepping on each other to give her some sort of attention. as they have been.
but me...
i have to fight for it. i have to go and initiate convo, get rejected, etc. etc. why put myself through all this for attention from someone i dont even know? to this day, there hasnt been one person who really showed any interest in me outside of physical attraction. but im so much more than that. and thats not what im looking for anyway. I guess it has something to do with the fact that i dont want to fight for anything but her. things arent always as simple as we would like them to be.
ADM... what makes it even harder is still having to play the best friend role and listen to the stories about whats going on. i mean, dont get me wrong, i love being her best friend, but thats a very tough pill to swallow. especially under the current circumstances.
besides, i realize that ive ALWAYS played the best friend role to the girl that i was interested in. only to hear about how much this guy did this, and that guy was a jerk, and the one who will do right by you is sitting right here, heartbroken that you have to go through all of this. ive played this position too many times in the past, and i dont know if i can keep this up any longer.
whats even worse is trying to voice all this... only to be ignored once again.
Its ok... blogger ALWAYS listens to me.
so... what to do... I see her in 2 days. maybe things will be looking better by then. then again, im always saying maybe. hopefully, possibly, perhaps, by chance... all synonymous with having faith.
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its getting harder and harder to stop that faith from shaking...
no matter what I say...
'It sucks feeling like no one is interested in you'
'Its so hard to find the confidence to proceed when your heart is empty...'
'Everybody needs it. So why do I feel like the only one who doesn't have it?'
ugh. i need to stop bitching on twitter... but i do like being able to revisit random thoughts that pop in my head throughout the day.
i dunno. i guess lately i havent felt that connection with anybody. i feel... empty for lack of a better word. for her its easy. a beautiful girl like herself is going to have guys stepping on each other to give her some sort of attention. as they have been.
but me...
i have to fight for it. i have to go and initiate convo, get rejected, etc. etc. why put myself through all this for attention from someone i dont even know? to this day, there hasnt been one person who really showed any interest in me outside of physical attraction. but im so much more than that. and thats not what im looking for anyway. I guess it has something to do with the fact that i dont want to fight for anything but her. things arent always as simple as we would like them to be.
ADM... what makes it even harder is still having to play the best friend role and listen to the stories about whats going on. i mean, dont get me wrong, i love being her best friend, but thats a very tough pill to swallow. especially under the current circumstances.
besides, i realize that ive ALWAYS played the best friend role to the girl that i was interested in. only to hear about how much this guy did this, and that guy was a jerk, and the one who will do right by you is sitting right here, heartbroken that you have to go through all of this. ive played this position too many times in the past, and i dont know if i can keep this up any longer.
whats even worse is trying to voice all this... only to be ignored once again.
Its ok... blogger ALWAYS listens to me.
so... what to do... I see her in 2 days. maybe things will be looking better by then. then again, im always saying maybe. hopefully, possibly, perhaps, by chance... all synonymous with having faith.
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its getting harder and harder to stop that faith from shaking...
no matter what I say...
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