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3/26/12

1/29/12

Perspective

I am as Romantic as your understanding of life. We are young, and the idea of being attractive may be tied to youth visually in your perspective. It may also be attributed to your journey and how you have overcome obstacles while remaining mostly intact. You look in the mirror and are proud of certain things, and might also be saddened at how some of your features have changed or not changed in accordance to your ideal. The perception of yourself physically and mentally are under constant fire, and I wanted to clarify some things;

When I love you, I love who you are, where you have come from and where you seem to be going. This isn't about your features fading or looking better, nor about how we had our issues then or now, this is about what I fell in love with and wont stop loving. This is about me acknowledging reality and accepting it regardless of the circumstance.

The person that I see today will be the same that I love next year and so on. While you watch your hair grey I will watch you become more gorgeous. While you try to break your back to be more impressive to yourself and others, I am lost in how much I want to get to know you, and how many days I might have left until I've loved and lost either in my life expiring or you leaving my side. If you ever wonder to yourself in doubt, and question your being, watch me smile at you again. Look closer. There is a tender love in my eyes, and it is merely for your existence and your presence in mine.

I believe that we are all here to set examples. I know in my heart we aren't all doctors or models or cooks or liars, we are diversity and experiences. We are men and women, we are human. If you accept that you may or may not accomplish your dreams as you set forth to do so, then also accept I'm way ahead of you regardless of how much I want to support you accomplishing them. Realize that I just want to love and take care of you for as long as I'm promised my precious visit here. Realize you will get 'old and ugly' and I will still call you my sexy thang and be your good friend. Realize that some of us including myself may or may not be a part of your life soon, but there is unconditional love that is the undertone and constant.

That is all, for now.


11/8/11

I told her

Everyday that I see you it's like the first time I saw you.. It takes me a minute to realize how much time we have spent together. Every day is like 50 first dates. Every day that I wake up next to you I feel like I don't deserve to see you in such a natural state, like I'm watching a celebrity in their own home, and they have no idea. Everytime you say you love me I have to tell myself that I am worthy of such a thing, and wish that I could know for a fact whether we will stay together or not. Every time we touch it’s another chapter in my life that I feel is being written by God, and I want to cherish every word as if it would fly away when I release your grip. Every time you leave for work a part of me goes with you. Every kiss that I receive is like a birthday present. Every gaze is Christmas. Everytime we make love it’s like being able to stay home from church on a cold Sunday in a warm bed... naughty, but oh so nice... Every smile that I make come from your perfect lips are points that I score in a Lakers playoff game, Kobe. Every Laugh, giggle, chuckle or wide grin is like an atm that spits 20's at random... Your smell is the yellow brick road, your figure is the wonder and glory of emerald city... Your face a visage of God on earth in disguise as a mischievous pixie with wings and a tutu, your facial expressions are the pixie dust that could make elephants float or ships soar. Your bottom is the top of Pandora’s box, gesturing for me to find out what mystery is hidden.. Your bosom are fuk-mi and fuk-yuu, identical, perky and fun.. your hair is the color of the wind in a Disney tale, and a calling card of long flowing beautiful memories... the color of your hair and eyes, deep and vast... if I look into the iris I can see the god Osiris holding a staff and smiling back at me... magical and overwhelming... your freckles and nose and ears all work together to keep my eyes captivated and intrigued by the harmless, childlike visage... but then you speak, and the intrigue peaks even higher, my ears record the melodies over and over like a trance song dancing in my brain until slowly but surely.. I smile right back in a daze.. amazed at your being... your wings are hidden very well, but I can still see your halo when you frown... so beautiful... so beautiful...

Love is

a triangle


10/18/11

A Wino, A Hippie, A Boy, and A Base-head

A drunk degenerate belligerent wino,
a Greenpeace hippy trippin' listenin' to vynyls
an under aged smoker with the world on his shoulders/
a congressional base-head with the strength of a Rhino...

10/13/11

A Reminder

You are Beautiful.

More than easy on the eyes or an alluring gaze you are Beautiful.

You are a gift to this world, you are powerful, majestic, astoundingly vibrant...

You are a Survivor, and this reminder is for you.



You were a victim once, a child of God treated like a plaything for the Devil. You were deceived and confounded possibly by someone close or encroached upon by an unfamiliar. A fragment of you is still there and the rest of you is who we know sincerely, and we love you so much. Most of us will never know you in your entirety and I apologize for not getting to know all of you better. We all apologize for not seeing the contrast  in character in times where you are weak, from the lively soul that we all first met, and grew to adore. We forget sometimes that we are all human, and we have the audacity to take judgement before we take time to consider what it feels like to hurt and what it takes to heal...

Those of us that are blessed with the privilege of earning your trust are still naive as to what that Means, in life. We fail to recognize how cruel this world can seem with ourselves as our own enemy, battling nightmares and our own psyche, psyching us out at random. We use blanket statements that are inconsiderate and numb you sometimes. You cry sometimes to yourself and wish that one of us would not ask any questions, but love you in our arms and hold on until the storm has passed... You are Far from a burden my dear, you are Far from inadequate or weak or worthless! You are in fact the opposite in reality, in our eyes, in our biased perspective, in our relationship with you as a Supporter and/or a Partner. you are a beacon light, a star shining brightly in the dark omnipresence of space, an Angel among us. You are Beautiful, so Beautiful.

We don't know what to do or how to 'fix' things at times and we admit that, but terms get jumbled and 'fix this' blurs into 'fix you'. I love Coldplay, and the reference to the song is correlated deeper than the unintended effect it leaves you with and that makes us feel contrite for even hinting that you 'are' some type of problem. We are blessed and cursed as humanity to manifest perspectives, because the orientation can be interpreted so well and right or just so wrong and hurtful. Some days we try to offer our perspective to uplift you, but we expect too much too soon which is OUR fault, not yours. In love, in an honest relationship between family, friends or otherwise tend to bleed the joys and the pains of our separate worlds together, but no-one has a manual or guidebook on how to handle that properly when it happens... The best we can do in consideration of each other is summed up by Teddy; “Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.”
Theodore Roosevelt

I have personally loved so hard and so strong, and attempted to break my back to be an ally in healing, and I personally wasn't prepared. None of us are really prepared for this; every 2 minutes someone in the United States is sexually assaulted, there are about 213,000 victims every year, 44% of those victims under the age of 18, 80% under 30, 60% of these catastrophes are not reported to police, 2/3rds are commited by someone known to the victim, 15 out of 16 of these vile fucktards never spend a day in jail, 38% of them are a friend or an acquaintance... 1 out of 6 women have been compromised.... Those of us that you trust with the knowledge of an inkling of what you go through, see these statistics, and freak out.... Victims of sexual assault are 3X more likely to suffer from depression, 4X more likely to commit suicide, 6X more to suffer from PTSD, 13X more likely to abuse alcohol and 26X more likely to abuse drugs... Sometimes we watch you take a drink... or seem sadder than usual, and totally exacerbate the situation inadvertently...

We will always love you, and love you with everything we are. We can make you feel weird sometimes because of how we change when we try to overcompensate, but if you know in your heart that we want to see you happy every day you grace this earth with your presence, then hug yourself tightly right now for all of us supporters, because I can't hold you from here. You are Appreciated, I am, we are, lucky to have you here and alive with us today, and we hope to brighten this day for you and many more to come. I wrote this to remind you that the strength you yield to attack another day is the inspiration that we embrace. Like sunlight to a rose we bask in your exuberance and bloom, and we wilt with you when gloom looms overhead. We want to do anything in our power to remind you that you are more than just that girl I like, or my friend that I hang with. We want you to know that you aren't just a survivor, but you are so Beautiful. I mean every syllable of every word in every run-on sentence, I mean to remind you of your self-worth, and your shoulders of support that are always here if you ever need someone to lean on.

-I Love You

10/5/11

JAY Productions: Kanye does NOT take breaks!!!

JAY Productions: Kanye does NOT take breaks!!!: Kanye shoes its not all for the fellas. Still soaring over the success of the "Watch The Thrown", a collab album of jay z and kanye, kanye ...

9/19/11

I don't remember how I got here

Listening to beats by Mumford right now.... Helps me get situated on days like this...

8/9/11

Sex? What's that?

You know for a guy, its pretty embarrassing to be reminded of intercourse... like its not something that normally flashes through our heads once every couple of seconds go by.

8/4/11

Fire

The Conflict

I'm back!

... you're back... from what?

Well I had a rough couple of months man.. I mean since March...

I know I know, you moved, you got a whip, you're applying to blah blah blah...

Well.. yeah, I mean..

Don't bring her up, (*claps hands with every word*) I swear to God I'm not f*cking playing with you, don't say shit about her kid...

Aight yo aight, shit. Well, the movie isn't done editing yet..

(*excited enthusiastic sarcasm*) Oooh! What else is new!?

Well, I'm working on a mixtape called 'Olde English'...

(*under breath*) just like a n*gga to take some dumb shit and try to 'add yo own flava' to get attention... (*clearly*) ....... aight.

I mean the track has a little bounce to it.. I'm not a musician really, but I try to express myself how I can to keep the ball rolling you know? Keep from going crazy and ... you know?

No comment.

I have a lil sample (click for sample) online if you have a minute, or 3:12 (*nervous laugh*).

....

Kid, don't ever put bullshit like this online without running it by someone who has common sense aight?

Aight damn, I mean was it THAT bad?

Naw, you know you aight... However an artist just like any good leader needs to be proficient at listening before they create action...

I Dig that.

Well listen, stop f*ckin' around and create something of yourself. Listening to me hasn't helped so far, but if you don't make things better you're going to die alone, no legacy, no more women, no smoke, no love just an urn for you to sit in, only to get knocked over by one of your Son's kids... Knowing our luck you'll probably give one of them asthma in the process of spreading all over the carpet. (*whispers*) Pitiful.


...Look I'm doing the best I can right now.

I know we are, that's why I'm so hard on you.

I love you yo.

I hope so, because if you don't nobody will be fooled, nor love you in return.

Trueskie.

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