Friday, August 28, 2009

Black & Blue

To many black mothers singing the blues. Cause their black mans venting method is his fists and shoes. Their reply, a silent protest. Sit in sorrow. Auctioning off their lives for what?.. Foolish pride, contemplating suicide? Look through the eyes of the innocent and abused. Black & Blue.

Hope

I guess you could consider me a conscious rhymer, I'm always aware of what I'm talkin' bout, cause too many brothers chalked out for sayin shit they didn't mean. Or sayin shit they meant to the wrong man. I gotta different kind of plan. Instead of playin with White Keys, I'ma pick up the piano. Music is my great escape. Countless lives been thrown to waste. Dazed by the illusion of the hustle...Cries for help muffled..by the plea for a gold rope. We hangin ourselves. Out to dry heat up the spot. Spray for a victim, hittin children. I hope my words have a impact. I mean do we have hope?

Thursday, August 27, 2009

In The Depths of Solitude


i exist in the depths of solitude pondering my true goal trying 2 find peace of mind and still preserve my soul constantly yearning 2 be accepted and from all receive respect never comprising but sometimes risky and that is my only regret a young heart with an old soul how can there be peace how can i be in the depths of solitude when there r 2 inside of me this duo within me causes the perfect oppurtunity 2 learn and live twice as fast as those who accept simplicity

Tupac Shakur

Monday, August 24, 2009

*Disclaimer* lol

Don't worry im just starting out with this poetry thing, I will get much better soon 8-)

(attempt at ) Poetry, rough draft brain splurges

Protestant rhymes so tangent from the masses. Where I'm goin' aint no tellin, but always rising to the top.

Straight out the city of Angels where the fathers are goners & the young brothers are targets. Where the youth where uniforms of red & blue/ White women clutch they purses and at the same time cut they eyes. What a surprise, always two sides. 2 face. Dark nights filled me with thoughts of flickerin lights. How I'm gonna provide? Shit how I'm gonna survive?

I'm tryna do it how nobody's ever done it. & aint nobody gonna stand in the way of it. Ima "Step Up" cause theres no actin' my way through it. Call me DUKE nuke em or G.I. Joe. Road blocks ill blast my way through em

I feel so malnourished since i bypassed my competition. Whats left? still starving, Aint no endin.

Your Halfassed wordplay is ChildsPlay compared to Chuckie. Wasting money on 7's while I'm saving up for Gene Simmons money.

Friday, August 21, 2009

City of Angeles


I love my city!! I do I do I do. There is just oneeeee thing I cant stand (besides the ridiculous highway traffic)


Hometown Uniforms!


nahhh I'm not talking about wearing a shirt and tie to your local prep school. I'm talking about the heavy restriction of free dress in your local mall, block, and any other people that has an abundance of my fellow people


yes you know what im talking about by now you dont you. If not let me give you a hint, one of my favorite colors is red yet I cant remember the last time I wore it outside


No Red and Blue because of Gang attire!


Its hard enough being a young black man growing up in the city, with the mans constant scrutiny (power to the people) & on top of that we gotta deal with our own people


*My girlfriend just confiscated a jacket I just got because it was red


*I have to wear uniforms to my school because its a crip neighborhood & they don't want us to wear the wrong colors


*I have to look over my shoulder wearing any hat




Its tooo much man.




Monday, August 17, 2009

Oh yeah!

& referring to my other post about the "good guy" thing

Not all girls are like that! just a disclaimer haha :-)

Sylvia Ji






Preety cool, kinda feminist artist. In her art, she uses themes of beauty, sex, and femininity & alot of death lol. Pretty cool stuff actually, check it out.

"All ni**as aint shi*t"

I'm so so so so so tired of hearing this. Most women (especially black women) complain about how "all men are dogs" " I wish a good one existed" & the infamous "nig*as aint shi*t" I cant tell you how many times Ive heard these words and similar ones repeated through the mouths of countless women & girls alike.

My response is, riddle me this. Why do you think that allot of guys resort to becoming "dogs"
A majority of men's main objective in life is to be with a women(s) weither it be for a relationship, sex, or a steady girlfriend.

Now put yourself in these shoes. Your a nice guys. The type to follow the rules and quick to compliment. You've had a crush on a girl for years but you cant do anything to get her to be anything more then a "best friend." She comes to you for advice, to shop, to talk about anything, but you want more then that. You see the type of guys that she dates, the "bad ass" the ones who doesn't follow the rules, the "hood boys" Who have no intention to try & be nice or caring and treat women like nothing but possessions. This same guy is the one who has been with all the pretty girls in the school. They all say "hes a dog" "hes so mean" but he gets with them regardless. What would you do if you were that kid? Would you continue to just be the "nice best friend" or would you start being an asshole so you can get the girl that you've been crushing on for years.

Now I'm not condoning this change at all, you should find a girl that wants to be with you for you. (Like I did :-*) At the same time though I can understand the mindset of these "dogs" They become what they think girls want. I just don't understand how women complain about how horrible men are when a majority of the time they are only interested in the type who doesn't care, is disrespectful, and gets around. What do they expect their pursuit to result in? They get with the bad boys, get hurt, and have a conversation with their "support/best friend/buddy the nice guy.

Ill never get it

Top 10 things that changed my life for the better

10. Art

9. Microwave (I am now capable of eating with ought my mother)

8. Realization that material things really aren't that important.

7. Realization that I shouldn't aspire to be anything for compliments or acceptance

6. My apartment burning down (living everyday like its my last)

5. Reading for Pleasure (nottttt because you just have to for school, & no reading isn't boring)

4. Not caring what other people think of me

3. My best friends

2. Music!!!

1. My best friend, The love of my life, my Bonnie, My girl Vaughan Elyse Butler-Higgins Fiddmont

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Tim Noble & Sue Webster







Artists Tim Noble and Sue Webster take piles of trash & create amazing abstract artworks depicting people or animals (yes they use piles of trash!) "One mans trash is another mans treasure" lol I will never second guess that quote again

Hung Liu





Her paintings and prints often are remakes of anonymous Chinese historical photographs. Mostly those involving women, refugees, and soldiers. Her work is really visually striking. Made me do a double take lol

Friday, August 14, 2009

BlackBerry (i feel oh so grown up)


I FINALLY GOT A NEW PHONE! After what has felt like an eternityyyyyyyy. I'm happy as you can obviously tell. I have means of communication with the outside world besides my little brothers phone and carrier pigeons again !

kurt wenner




WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

show me somethin'

"What am I here for? I'm a man so I can not let them tears fall. But understand Tryna get my head clear yall..This shit is on my mind/ askin' for the lord to show me all my signs. Show me somethin', cause im tryna find somethin'..I'm lost can you show me somethin?"