Sight. Vision. Two Words. Infinite Compare.
Foul is Fair When I Breathe Your Air.
Forgot the rest...lol. I'll finish it later.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Slow Motion Feelings.
"All I did was give you some thoughts"
My favorite line from In The Mood For Love....funny, this movie is not about words....see below:
My favorite line from In The Mood For Love....funny, this movie is not about words....see below:
Saturday, September 5, 2009
To the Dungeon pt.2: You're Asleep, Hope I'm With You
I was gonna type some bullshit here lol, nice save Cee-Lo, stole the words sir.
To the Dungeon pt. 1: Sensei, Cee Say.
“All things are subject to interpretation whichever interpretation prevails at a given time is a function of power and not truth.”
-NietzscheTrue....but on that note, fuck Nietzsche, never liked him. Good vagina would solve most of his problems with the world, moving along...
I've been thinking a lot...
so I went to the Dungeon, they are my Wu after all, I pulled out a few quotes that match me from the most underrated MC of all time:
"Sometimes a stranger can be your best friend..."
"Sometimes seeing you feel good, makes me feel better"
"Sometimes faith is not knowing any better, sometimes nothing is what you believe in"
"Sometimes happiness hurts worse"
"Sometimes...I just want to listen.....Sounds good to me"
"using unrequested envious infested poetry to provoke with persistence"
"their deepness makes them doubtful"
"because...mixed belief creates confusion"
"unstoppable.....unfuckwitable...and unforgettable"
"All the credibility is his...so let these words of wisdom and in the same breath warning"
"Woah"
See what he did there? He feels you, then replaces you with him, then replaces your feeling...with his feeling. Me going to Cee-lo for guidance is odd...I havent listened to him that way since I went through my depression phase. I'm in an opposite stage now....yet..the same words mean the same things, yet....they lead to different outcomes. Reflection and Perspective. My words of the day.
And I was gonna put "She Knows" here, but that songs about his mother lol, immediately this came to mind:
" *quotes the first two verses* "
not so much the last part of the song haha....
...pt. 2 in a few mins.
When Two is Three, There's You. There's me.
So...there are two new women in my life.
One tells me it wont work, the other is in love with me.
One knows me, one wants to know me.
They're both beautiful....to my knowledge, I haven't been in either,
One's stuck, the other I want to stick to.
but this isn't about psyches, personalities (split or whole), or physical contact.
That's a lie. Everything fits with one of those words.
Ambition is audacious.
One's a change, so is the other.
Can new be new if you knew new forever?
Break.
"I'm still riding with my main bitch" - Wiz Khalifa
I can see sounds, feel (physically...literally) them, whats that called?
Synesthesia? Yeah...thats it....Kanye got that no? I'll pass...wait...Hendrix got that? Maybe I do ha. I'm rambling, this isnt relevant.
Right. Break over.
So....these women, one's a trail, the other a journey.
One talks me to sleep, the other wakes up to me.
One fronts like its death, I live for the other's back.
One Needs me. One needs Me.
There's a difference there.
Break.
(I have a fetish for word emphasis, blame Brentwood Academy. Capitalization is power [business, economics, art....words, think on that.])
Right. Break over.
She'd get that...so would Her.
One outsmarts me, the other is smarter than me.
One believes me, the other believes in me.
One inhales luxurious lava, the other inhales me.
One exhales me, the other exhales smiles not susceptible to similes.
One lurks, One sleeps....a lot.
They both woke though.
I dont know much about one, by that I guess I mean a dark past, which is not to say the past is dark, im just not enlightened on the situation.
I know more than most about the other, no explanation needed there, this one has a bright future, by that I mean, I'm enlightened to it. Or with it.
Tick Tock, Heatsy baby...
Break.
(thats what I call myself, long story)
Right.Break over.
They both say....we got time.
So....we got time.
One's the winner.
I hope one knows it.
One tells me it wont work, the other is in love with me.
One knows me, one wants to know me.
They're both beautiful....to my knowledge, I haven't been in either,
One's stuck, the other I want to stick to.
but this isn't about psyches, personalities (split or whole), or physical contact.
That's a lie. Everything fits with one of those words.
Ambition is audacious.
One's a change, so is the other.
Can new be new if you knew new forever?
Break.
"I'm still riding with my main bitch" - Wiz Khalifa
I can see sounds, feel (physically...literally) them, whats that called?
Synesthesia? Yeah...thats it....Kanye got that no? I'll pass...wait...Hendrix got that? Maybe I do ha. I'm rambling, this isnt relevant.
Right. Break over.
So....these women, one's a trail, the other a journey.
One talks me to sleep, the other wakes up to me.
One fronts like its death, I live for the other's back.
One Needs me. One needs Me.
There's a difference there.
Break.
(I have a fetish for word emphasis, blame Brentwood Academy. Capitalization is power [business, economics, art....words, think on that.])
Right. Break over.
She'd get that...so would Her.
One outsmarts me, the other is smarter than me.
One believes me, the other believes in me.
One inhales luxurious lava, the other inhales me.
One exhales me, the other exhales smiles not susceptible to similes.
One lurks, One sleeps....a lot.
They both woke though.
I dont know much about one, by that I guess I mean a dark past, which is not to say the past is dark, im just not enlightened on the situation.
I know more than most about the other, no explanation needed there, this one has a bright future, by that I mean, I'm enlightened to it. Or with it.
Tick Tock, Heatsy baby...
Break.
(thats what I call myself, long story)
Right.Break over.
They both say....we got time.
So....we got time.
One's the winner.
I hope one knows it.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Counting Hers.....pt. 1
We make Love, These are similarities.
...The ground is counterproductive.
...Combinations, pitch black in awe, are countless.
...All purpose is the counter.
...Reality is counterintuitive.
...A mold is counterfeit
...Her I am counting.
.......A Whole, my counterpart.
...Combinations, pitch black in awe, are countless.
...All purpose is the counter.
...Reality is counterintuitive.
...A mold is counterfeit
...Her I am counting.
.......A Whole, my counterpart.
What's My Line? A shy Yes.
I've had two conversations about style in the last few days, twice I had no idea what to say. I'm a stylish muhfucka. Yes. Fact. I grew up with a mother who didn't play that lol (minus 7th grade, rebel period...I didnt tie my shoes the whole year...member that? Girls still loved me though, shh.). Anyway, since then I've been thinking about style, that leads to YSL, the only fashion dude as well as the only gay male, who has had an influence on me. Don't front on Yves, dude was a G when he got older. He was humble, I think thats what I stole from him. I'm a dress clothes guy, I'd wear a suit everyday if I could. The first luxury item I bought with my own money was a pair of YSL slacks, charcoal grey...they...are still slightly too large for me lol...but I was proud nonetheless. I came across this tonight. The shy Yes is one of my secret weapons. He's acting. Yet he's not. Well played.
Update: New Beginnings
from one track to five.....more to be added soon, shout out to the homie SlikD. Each track represents something about this transition I'm going through...yet...they all reek of sunshine. You know me.
- Heat
- Heat
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