Jackin Posts...

I'm gonna rob my brother Makonnen, here, of one of his sources, from his fantastic site:

http://thebridgebetweenhearts.tumblr.com/




http://fuckyeahhappy.tumblr.com/post/180432334

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.”

-Nietzsche


True....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.

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.

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

Supporting the Mike, Suffering the Mic

Underground Atlanta is coming soon......You can listen to it all here...

Killer Mike - Underground Atlanta

The Best New Beginnings are the Same Old Days

So...todays the first day of the rest of my life right?...I can deal with that. I will be composing a playlist that accompanies that thought....this aint no music blog though...lol, just been in a music mood lately.


*playlist here when I wake up and get to work on it*

preview:

This is my SHIIIIIII right now, perfect title:

The Check Point - Curren$y and Wiz Khalifa

Truth vs. The Truth

coming soon.....september or so.


*edit*...kinda cant do this post now. lol...dont wanna delete...gimmie a week, ill think of something clever.

My Heart Often Fights Over The Same Damn Thang.

ha...let that muddle in your puddle.

VS










Either way....



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New TheWerd: CALI

New The Werd aka Werdel Rapstro haha, featuring Traphik - Cali







DOWNLOAD:




A lil summer anthem for the left side....feel free the spread and post, and by feel free I mean do so. That's an order, not a request. The link below contains the Track, the artwork, the instrumental, as well as the acapella for those looking to go in.



http://rapidshare.com/files/261578928/Cali.zip


-Heat


Bonus:


separated pieces of the puzzle:

Track:

http://rapidshare.com/files/26158062...ft.Traphik.mp3

Acapella:

http://rapidshare.com/files/261580629/Cali_Acapella.mp3


Open verse:

http://rapidshare.com/files/26158063...Open_Verse.mp3

Music of the Moment:

Here are half a dozen (and a bonus video) songs I'm bumping at the moment:


Adiam Dymott - Cars




BONUS (You know how I am about my female rockers lol): Adiam Dymott - Pizza




Mayer Hawthorne - Shiny and New






Dudley Perkins - Understandment





Jose James - Black Magic (basically my favorite new song)




JBIII - Pantyhose (instrumental...yes...the real song is the truth, but the instrumental is for lovers.)






S.L. Jones - PostUp

Hello Sir. It's Me...Margr...wait....

haha...


Now. On to serious business. It's been about a year and a half since I read a Wallace Stevens poem. As many of you know, Mr. Stevens gave me my life's motto (see: Man w/The Blue Guitar), so as my nose bleeds and my leg bleeds (two for one special....hold up...)

..............if I may pause here to mini-rant. This one is for you muffin, future psychiatrist (psychologist?...we need to talk about that lol) *ahem* (*in Bill Nye voice*): Do you think it is possible for a person to justify an emotional pain through physical pain, even if indirectly? We'll talk soon. Where was I? Oh...

and my mind wanders to something I have to deal with eventually, I owe to ol' Wally to give him first shot to provide perspective. This is me revisiting a few poems, snatching some sections I relate to in my own way at this moment, and tossin em at you all. Obviously I won't be explaining the meanings to you (a. Mr. Stevens would come back to life and slap me haha and b. Its me?) Let's dance shall we?


1

"Will say of the mansion that it seems

As if he that lived there left behind

A spirit storming in blank walls,

A dirty house in a gutted world,

A tatter of shadows peaked to white,

Smeared with the gold of the opulent sun."
- A Postcard From the Volcano

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"Opusculum paedagogum.

The pears are not viols,

Nudes or bottles.

They resemble nothing else. "
-Study of Two Pears

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"Of the two dreams, night and day,

What lover, what dreamer, would choose

The one obscured by sleep?

Here is the plantain by your door

And the best cock of red feather

That crew before the clocks."
-Hymn from a Watermelon
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II

"I was of three minds,

Like a tree

In which there are three blackbirds.

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III

The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds.

It was a small part of the pantomime.

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IV

A man and a woman

Are one.

A man and a woman and a blackbird

Are one.
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V

I do not know which to prefer,

The beauty of inflections

Or the beauty of innuendoes,

The blackbird whistling

Or just after.
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VIII

I know noble accents

And lucid, inescapable rhythms;

But I know, too,

That the blackbird is involved

In what I know.
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XI

He rode over Connecticut

In a glass coach.

Once, a fear pierced him,

In that he mistook

The shadow of his equipage

For blackbirds. "
-Thirteen Ways of Looking At a Blackbird




To be continued?

Sometimes No Title Says It All

As always, Blu knows what to say: