TODAY I SAW A VISION...IT SHINES AS BRIGHT AS THE SUN'S RAYS...HEATS LIFE AS A BALL
OF FIRE..DA BLAZE BURNS DESIRE...HOLDS ME..WHERE I BURST...NO STRUCTURE...NO FORM..
OR MIDLIFE CRISIS..GATHERS..WHERE I COME FROM..INSIDE MY SOUL..BRINGS ABOUT A MASTER..WHO KEPT ME BOLD..ABLE TO FIGHT THE FORCES..TAKE CHARGE OF STRUGGLE..TARES DA WALLS..WHERE FLESH BREAKS MY FALL..I'M DOWN ONE MINUTE IN TIME...CLIMBING THE NEXT...WHERE THERE'S A HEAVEN...ESCAPES LIFE...TURNS AROUND..TRANSFORMS..THE BEAM..DA LIGHT...DA STRIFE OF MY FUTURE..WHERE I FIND NO PLACE TO COMPLEX MY
SOUL...I'M BENT OUTTA SHAPE...SINKING FAST...ONCE I LEAVE THIS DISMAL PAST...JOURNEY
ENDS...WHERE I'VE BEGIN TO ENTER..A WORLD LEFT WITHOUT A PLAN...FROM THE PASTURE OF
WILDERNESS...WHERE ANIMALS LIVE...I BECOME AN AREA...WHERE A KING SERVES HIS LIVING
SENDING MESSAGES OF GREAT MULTITUDE..CONVICTION...BUT SAVES DA DIRECTION I'VE CHOSEN
WHILE EARTH'S PASSAGE TO FREEDOM...CREATE'S STABILITY...REMAINS A NEW LIFE...LIVING
FOR GOD...THE KEY...WHICH KEPT ME LOCKED AWAY..ISOLATED...FROM FOLLOWING DA TRUTH..I THANK YOU SO MUCH...SKIES...THE SOLAR SYSTEM..THE CONSTELLATION...DA WIND..WHAT SORES..I LAND SAFE IN DA PAWN OF HIS HANDS..THE FLIGHT..I ARRIVE...82352..DA BEGIN DA BEGEE...THE START OF :CREATION: FORTH COMING...WHAT'S GOLDEN...LIFE
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
comix night with shang
THIS WAS A NIGHT TO REMEMBER
SHANG AND I ...WERE INSEPARABLE..
A COOL BROTHA AND FUN 2B AROUND...
WHEN U GET THE CHANCE AND YOUR
IN NYC...CHECK OUT HIS SHOW..FUNNY
AS HELL..PLUS ..GIVES U HIS TIME ....
THAT'S NOT TOO OFTEN WITH SOME
CELEBRITIES...BUT HE'S A NYER..HE'S
GONNA THROW DOWN CONVO...HIS
NEXT SHOW WILL BE
JUNE20-22..COME 2 CAROLINE'S
SHANG AND I ...WERE INSEPARABLE..
A COOL BROTHA AND FUN 2B AROUND...
WHEN U GET THE CHANCE AND YOUR
IN NYC...CHECK OUT HIS SHOW..FUNNY
AS HELL..PLUS ..GIVES U HIS TIME ....
THAT'S NOT TOO OFTEN WITH SOME
CELEBRITIES...BUT HE'S A NYER..HE'S
GONNA THROW DOWN CONVO...HIS
NEXT SHOW WILL BE
JUNE20-22..COME 2 CAROLINE'S
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
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it was a very nice day...the jewish passover..all children here were outta school a week for recess...a week..where iwas oof friday..so i brought the kids to coney island..this is a pic of the seagulls flying all around the boardwalk..while people looked on..love it
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I TOOK THIS PIC STRICKLY FOR YOU 2 SEE.LANNIE...MY LATE BROTHA LEONARD PAINTED THIS RIGHT IN MY ROOM WHERE IT'S HUNG UP...YEARS AGO..HE USED THIS ROOM AS HIS SANCUARY...WE WERE VERY CLOSE...THERE WAS A FAMILY DISBUTE OVER THIS PICTURE..WELL AS U CAN SEE....
WHO GOT IT...WHATCHA THINK?
WHO GOT IT...WHATCHA THINK?
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AS YOU CAN SEE..THIS IS THE ENTRANCE OF CONEY ISLAND'S ASTROLAND...A NAME WHICH CAME AT A MUCH LATER TIME..WE HAVE ONE MORE YEAR OF EXISTENCE...CONEY ISLAND WILL B NO MORE...PROSPECTS HAVE BOUGHT IT'S PROPERTY...WHERE RIDES AND OLD ATTRACTIONS SAY GOODBYE...BUT...THEY WILL BE ADDING A NEW METROPOLIS...LIVE STAGE..FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES
STILL WILL HAVE BOARDWALK ATTRACTIONS...CYCLONE..EATERIES..WHAT'S BOUGHT AND SOLD..WILL NEVER CHANGE ..YEARS OF JOY AND EXCITMENT
WE WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER.."STEPPLECHASE" WIDE FACE..CONEY ISLAND 'S SMILE CLOWN...I WILL MISS U..BUT 4 NOW...WE HAD A BALL...CREATE
STILL WILL HAVE BOARDWALK ATTRACTIONS...CYCLONE..EATERIES..WHAT'S BOUGHT AND SOLD..WILL NEVER CHANGE ..YEARS OF JOY AND EXCITMENT
WE WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER.."STEPPLECHASE" WIDE FACE..CONEY ISLAND 'S SMILE CLOWN...I WILL MISS U..BUT 4 NOW...WE HAD A BALL...CREATE
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O H H A P P Y D A Y
W E L C O M E 2
N Y C' S
B R O O K L Y N
C O N E Y
I S L A N D
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
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YOUR FRIENDLY FREAKY ANNOUNCER..DJ..DARES YA
THATS YOUR BOY..WHEN IT'S TIME TO ROCK AND ROLL..
HIP-HOP OR CHALLENGE THAT FREAK...
THATS YOUR BOY..WHEN IT'S TIME TO ROCK AND ROLL..
HIP-HOP OR CHALLENGE THAT FREAK...
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WORDSONG..I THINK..FREAKY IS GETTING HIS BUTT WHIPPED BY MY ELIJAH...CHECK IT...SHOOT DA FREAK...HAD YOU PAY THE GUY $10.00..FOR 35 SHOOTS...HE DOGGED THAT GUY..PAINTED HIM SILLY..LOL..MY GRANDSON WAS NO JOKE...KINDA SHOOK ME UP A LIL BIT..HE AIMED TOO GOOD..
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TATIE AND ELIJAH...MY GLUE 2 DA HIP GRAND..WHERE I GO ..THEY WANNA GO....GONNA REVERT 2 A MIDNIGHT STROLL
THAT WAY...THEY'LL B IN BED..LOL
THAT WAY...THEY'LL B IN BED..LOL
Saturday, May 17, 2008
WORDSONG..i'm back...PT II
| THIS THRILL WAS GONE...BUT...IT CAME BAC...WITHA BANG..ZOOM EFFECT...LISTEN YA HEAR ME...IT AIN'T ALICE.....FLAVA NEVER TASTED SO DAMN GOOD... I'VE BEEN LIFTED ARE YOU READY..POET... "BODACIOUS"..DA TONGUE. i emerge in2 summer's deep sleep..hot arms 2 holdya ..kisses 2 obsorb ya...what rises and sets b4 ya...what takes the floor from under ya..wears breath..away in modesty...twirls u in 2 captivity... drains purity...devours my soul...sweats 2...circulate clitoris...rotates an upside down 69 legacy... chemistry transforms innermost secrecy...makes love....what utters awwww...oh my GOD...youngman.. what have u done 2 me...restrain from my identity. my composure...looks at ...legs...thighs...hips...eyes mouth...what makes contact witha body...grops forcibly 2 stimulates eroticism...calling me...your angel.. where mercy bows down..enjoys da splender.. what opens...do u like who i am already...then let's begin...start by 1..end by never.....then...cum and get while transcript flips..meets.. licks..sweet nothings.. wrap me around..dictation..blackology...proceed da flava of..formula...scientist...what's my name...Create. |
Friday, May 16, 2008
Friday, May 9, 2008
Thursday, May 8, 2008
What makes a person commit suicide
| You...the one with da inner child...taking control...plays da role of sleepy beauty.. pretend her life is a fairy tale...so she looks in da mirror...see a face that's different witches that visualize...hates herself...but love sings a melody...imagine's him...tall.. galant with royalty..knew that one day...her dreams would be fulfilled..the web of twisted needles...pokes it fingaz ..get high...figures if she goes along with society...the lonesome unattractive girl..would make a wish..off the spindle..a wheel of fortune...where she spins... turns...makes her choice...in2 love potions...she decides...which bottle will bring her the wish..to grant a male companion... looking for his princess...what will i do about the clothes i wear...he won't except rags...i must learn to b more domestic...a home...worth his stature..his match made in heaven..too bad...i only have this one dress...due to the lost of living in da street but i'm saved...by a miracle...a warm fire...with humans like me...searching to find...the end to life but making it eazy to take final step to loneliness...from grief of poorness..saying goodbye to maybe...but closed the story...that ends with suicide attempts...so she drinks her own creation falls asleep....where she feels da pain of stomach cramps...she toss..turns..cries for help..where the witch..she show in da mirror...joins her fate....began to fight herself...screams...hollas death slowly makes her way to the sink...notice an empty bottle of poison...where she mistakin 4 asprin...it was pain killers..instead...her final hour...where love had no chance...as da room started spinnig...the heart starts fluttering..in rapid speed...she collapsed...as bubbles formed from her mouth...just as her last breath..let's go... she saw a light...than came... a knock at her door..she was alone..with no one in sight to help...a whisper..gives her one more chance to live...a young man...strong arms and healthy byseps...raced to her window...where he commence to break in...he begins to give her his breath of life...to regain hers...with mins close 2 expire...he gives her his last ...she wakes...his arms... around her waist..he lifts her right up...goes outta door..where that same light...came over her...she opened her eyes...said... where am i...he replied...your in da hospital...you tried to kill yourself...she replied....oh no...i wasn't in my right mind...this man answered....why would someone so beautful...take her own life...she said; "beautiful"..me...u think i'm beautiful...yes....he said...as he looked on at her...light brown eyes...told her theres no reason to end your life...once it's been planned...you forget why ..you live...she replies...how do u know so much about me...i don't...i am your future...your past i saved...your alive...i will never leave u again...marry me...her eyes gazed with gleem...but you don't know me...he replies...i do now..my name is one mo' chance...i've chose your life 2 save...do u want me or not....she answers...i do..... the moral to this story is..GOD never intended 4 man and woman to be apart...where there is love...he is our lifeforce...to live together as one...save our souls...become da body's equal..until death do us part...if not...u are not da.life u live...it ends by suicide... PEACE...&=^0...GOD BLESS.. \\ |
Phyllis Hyman
the most amazing female artist of our lifetime...God Bless your soul..
sistah...rest in peace..i loved you..one of my favorite artist...my sistah girl..
sistah...rest in peace..i loved you..one of my favorite artist...my sistah girl..
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
PICTURE TELLS DA STORY
| IN THIS BLOG..THE FACE OF BEAUTY REPRESENTS A LIFE..ENDING..KEEPIN IT ALIVE 2 OBSERVE AFRICAN AMERICAN...THE MURAL... OUR PEOPLE IN ENTERTAINMENT ATLANTA GEORGIA.....Create |
ATLANTA |
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Once... you observe da wall..it's eyes closes in...grabs your culture..
celebrites your idenitity...captures your clarity.....designs what draws you 2 ...blackness...in da 4 generations of awareness..where the time raises hands...answers 2 who we are...God's people
celebrites your idenitity...captures your clarity.....designs what draws you 2 ...blackness...in da 4 generations of awareness..where the time raises hands...answers 2 who we are...God's people
Monday, May 5, 2008
Patrice Rushen
this sistah was an old companion of my brotha tony..when he use to play guitar...brooklyn born ...she was around all the time...in Queens
doing her thang......very nice person...glad 2 c her being recognized
still...good 2 c you...miss ya..Create's poementry...
doing her thang......very nice person...glad 2 c her being recognized
still...good 2 c you...miss ya..Create's poementry...
Saturday, May 3, 2008
dirty pool
| Games are on..pooling me..da ball flies angry...it glides down harlem streets...in brooklyn's battlefield...bronx..soundview...staten island's shalen city..where da bets begin...i raise my stick..move to da groove of da wu...the payoff is one shot...a round...who becomes you.. turns 2 decide the price of cue balling...while da crowd gets loud ...challenges your crimes..from past mistakes...one shot...comes up short...now it's your partner turn 2 find his pool...balls friend...looks at his cash...where pockets burn..loses..the pool..game...rips the state of NY..while keepin those dam ..gates closed...making bets...beats you at ya own pool..slips away..escapes the world of being broke...poor...living...what con's opens...billards...all bets are on..who gets played...while life become what's behind da... 8 ball...shot caller...your all losers...the state got your number..fellme..lock down...stop playin...metropolis...ain't da only govt payoffs... how much does one imate cost 2 consolidate...that's where you shot...being lined up..if your a miscounted. bets are off..create |
JOURNAL....What's Closeness
| I view strong hold.to need...what faced my opponent...to create what wears ..the artistic mold ..of 2 points...gifted...stimulates.what closeness...draws me as his experiment...a joy of laughter breaking...a warm arm illusion...liberties...to bring fantasy..when i just got use to memorandium.....a seat..to welcome..all and anyone...focused...i have no wants...no needs asked..but it's a pleasure 2b da item of closeness...wrapped in his web...where..i can't get outta..place..two..drawn together...lights up my universal outlook...no space in between...just down homesome...squeaky clean...full image of love...which got separated...disappears...no more 2 b said...understand...POEM...silence..hasn't been such a good week.. so i tend 2 become da disillusioned...PROCLAIM...MY VOICE..MY SOUL...MY HEART from breaking...again..u know..that's how it is..when your ..in da twilight zone...where...viewers watch...while being programmed..i've been sleepin on da job...forgot reasons 2 save myself from...what showed...closeness...broke up as friends...Create |
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