Friday, September 10, 2010

What if...

What if you and I were meant to be
But blinded by distractions
We never could see.
Happiness and heartache much the same
We've walked down different paths
Yet on parallel planes.
Other people wonder with whispers in the wind
It had never even crossed my mind
And then - one day - it did.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Just Enjoy life

Life is complicated, we’ve waited for days for hours and nothing empowers, like writing and fighting for what you believe in, just striving to make it in the skin that you live in. It’s the pain we relive in the commotion of our twisted emotions; anger, aggression, depression are clinical so reach for the pinnacle and just enjoy life.

2005 revised 12.29.07

The Game of Life

In this game that is life, I am livin; the past is forgiven, not forgotten and I am not my parents or my peers; not made of my fears; not judged for my tears. I’m just here to express my desire for success keep hold in this mess, to what I know best. I don’t partake in the hate from which self destruction emanates. Instead of fighting, we should be uniting against repression, the man, anything we can. Let’s take a stand and this time that we spend won’t be wasted in the end. The bond gets weak and when it breaks, there’s no mending; no time and no spending can bring out the ending, we once thought was pending; so let’s stop pretending.

Work

(self) (D)

Yes at work...

Day is going like rivers endlessly flowing directionally not knowing which way is up
Master your focus bc it is the only thing true, we stand alone in this world no matter
who's got you. I have a feeling that you're special with your mind wrapped tight
sometimes our days will fall the way like a roll of the dice...

Truth I surmise while I rationalize my place in this space this endless race for a finish line that is less sublime than the here the now be present to avoid future resentment of intent never followed thru...
Due to insanity made by our society motives are always kept secret so what is reality
lost walking in a circle no guide all lies it really isnt a surprise cuz eyes never lie


Lyrical Banter with D

(self) (D)

In my own right I have poetic sight

Dually noted as I see it's your soul you've quoted
We could play this lyrical game until you cant remember my name
I never forget things of importance, even when my gears are turning and my thoughts
are scorchin

So hot I'm blazing fire as words transpire from my vocals thru the wire and i aint tired im just getting started
Me neither... So lets get retarded, since you're fire I'll be kerosene we can dowse it
and spark it, spiral viral lyracism that I'm given to em, scientifically efficient to erase
autism...

And create prisms to reflect our intellect in realms untouched exist we must amidst fear and pain power and reign overturned over thrown over paid yet under grown
Never old captured my sould took me to a place to lose control expression jointly
stressin the threshold of perplexin your essence radiates so its natural to gravitate as
your words captivate

Your mind while I enlighten your soul, design the saga yet to unfold before your eyes we will surprise and rise to every occasion regardless of race or nation
Doesn't matter the persuasion, black asian or caucasian, demographics dont decide
who's blazin that amazin perpetual flow created for the world to know make trolls tip
toe everywhere they go blinding light giving sight during the darkest nights, take my
hand I promise to excite
Ignite torches that blase with the halos of angels fallen from high to stand by my side drive and guide me to salvation self actualization the supreme state which we strive to elevate ourselves...

Friday, February 5, 2010

ReD

ReD. rEd. heat. anger. betrayal. disguises. lies. its always lies. omission is lies alibi. so by and by you lie. goodbye.

i Am LeSs CoMpLiCaTeD

These colors inside, I can't hide, out of pride; worn on my sleeve, there is no reprieve, no salvation. Just creation and destruction; reconstruction a must, or we bust on our trip, cross country; together we, strive to survive, in a place we can't hide; a world where we've died. But we fight for the right to exist amidst the fear and the hate; my words relate the feelings and dealings of my life experience; the ceilings, the floors and so much more. This is something that measures this most complex pressure existent in present; I resent the extent to which people judge and begrudge me. Intensely, immensely, I implore you to explore me; I am not what I seem, I am much more extreme, but in fact, I am less complicated.

S.P.A.C.E.

S.eparation
P.atience
A.ssessment
C.ourage
E.nlightenment

SPACE

AnD sO iT gOeS...

And so it goes that the yearning to experience [the] unbridled devotion of one soul to another leads us on a path of searching blindly for an indescribable sensation alive in the pit of our stomach and the depths of our heart. This journey, led by tenuous direction to an elusive destination, is taxing on the body, mind, and most heavily on the very essence of whom we are. Like a quest towards self enlightenment, we're driven to search and ponder until we reach a conclusion for that which is inconclusive and thus we are left more abashed than before the introspective crusade began.....yet the brave forge on, contemplating only the future and leaving the past where it transpired, behind them. And thus, like the lotus flower, emerge from beneath the muck.

battle scars

isnt it amazing that once something is broken it never TRULY gets fixed.

it can be worked on, mended, painted, but still, it will always be jaded.

"good as new" is not the same, I feel that statement is made in vain.

it can be clean, but never pristine.

my poor ellie, my little car, she will always have battle scars.

so over you

i'm over you,
our time is thru,
im no longer angry and im no longer blue.
i'm completely numb,
i no longer succumb,
to your childish manner which i think is dumb.
there were people i met,
who'd be nice to know,
but like a pack of groupies you keep them in tow.
i lose out,
as do they,
on the chance to let friendships bloom where they may.
im better than fine,
i'll always have mine,
and for people who are weak i just dont have time.
so do what you do,
here is the truth,
the short of the long is that im so over you.