Saturday, January 29, 2011

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Sunday, January 23, 2011

victorious.

an eye for eye and we'll be looking out for each other.
magic wand magic wand rescue my rotten mind.
Tis the fruit we picked from the tree, the tree.
high high high above the monkey bars we swing from vines.
money is no good here.
are we fools?
broke and humble
rich and confused
dream big she yells!
are we sell outs?
sitting there sucking up the air, like an abandoned chair, no remorse lives over here.
each and every eye will watch you die die die, no lie!

Monday, January 17, 2011

competition - competition

yo you better than us?
than me, I, we?
I apologize I can't compete with Beautiful.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Lucid Dreams.

Obsession with wishful thinking
Silent seizures surrenders blinking
Thrust your hips to the sound of
computer clicks -
Imaginary chips -
Click Clack Click Clack
Split Splat Split Splat

Oh!
Ye solemnly swears that was the last.
Ye fib tellers chow down on glass.

The children have vanished into the night,
no longer at peace with guidelines.
Hum drum drunk towns
We lounge around
To the bass, tambourines and serene colors.
All is love, love is all.

Good Vibes; Good People.

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Honestly that’s all you need to have a good time. Time is irrelevant. Live for the moments. Wake up and be hap.pee to see another day. I don’t believe in plans and I make moves based off a ‘feeling’. Be spontaneous. Surprise yourself and other people. LoveLoveLove. Forever love the laughs within the moments, forever love the people your sharing these laughs with and forever love thyself for it all. Everything is JUST. Make due with what you posses and the rest is JUST…

Enjoy & Embrace it all.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Ash Trays.

Garbage cans stay full of semi-used paper towels. Mama threatens not to buy anymore. Flames continuously burn underneath the kettle, while midnight stares out the window. Air is crisp and paper thin. Thoughts ride along the edge of window panes in search of a new home. Ink plays in ten different fingers from evening - until - for.ever. Cellular phones ring not very often, except for the child's which contains voice mails and a couple scattered text. Drug stores, supermarkets and hallways satisfy the little freedom desired. Click, click, click. Routine, routine, routine. Spoons are attached to teacups, and teacups are always letting of steam. Sneezing and freezing are far to familiar. How can chivalry be dead if oven doors are constantly open? They are always amongst these people and these people are outsiders. She prefers light, while she wrestles with the dark. Cyber chats transform into welcome mats and socializing airports. Many different trips are taken in an instant. Dumbbells accumulate cobwebs as well as promises. Locks are turned, eyes are droopy and aches begin to come alive. Volumes are controlled and televisions become silenced. They lay their in a daze, hoping all becomes numb.

Still Here

I've been scared and battered.
My hopes the wind done scattered.
Snow has friz me, sun has baked me.
Looks like between 'em
They done tried to make me
Stop laughin', stop lovin', stop livin'---
But I don't care!
I'm still here.


Written by; Langston Huges

Monday, January 10, 2011

Something In The Air - Thunderclap Newman

Call out the instigators
Because there's something in the air
We've got to get together sooner or later
Because the revolution's here, and you know it's right
And you know that it's right

We have got to get it together
We have got to get it together now

Lock up the streets and houses
Because there's something in the air
We've got to get together sooner or later
Because the revolution's here, and you know it's right
And you know that it's right

We have got to get it together
We have got to get it together now

Hand out the arms and ammo
We're going to blast our way through here
We've got to get together sooner or later
Because the revolution's here, and you know it's right
And you know that it's right

We have got to get it together
We have got to get it together
Now

Saturday, January 8, 2011

2am keen eye.

Serene scene.

Gaze into oblivion sky's, for the beholder lays in thy pupils eyes. The eyes: window to the soul in which the deepest of hallow beliefs live and die in the cornea. Oh how dead beat dreams live to corner ya...

Raisin in the sun basking in thy honey dew, we baked away. We were ready to slit our wrist after falling in love beneath an apple tree. Leaves piled high above our heads, squirrels danced around our magnetic aura. Our dreams were hallucinations. We were tripping in and out of our world and theirs. People chose not to comprehend so they started demolishing our dreams. Destruction began and our little bit of happiness crumbled quick, quick,quickly...

As I lay me down to sleep, I pray our souls try to reach. That place where we were once filled with glee, eternal sunshine on top of we. If we die before we wake, I pray for ever lasting slumber underneath the apple tree for heaven's sake!

Sunset.

Soothing Rhythms Pounce
Cozy Chamomile Tea Leaves
Elements Combine

Anxiety & I.

I am a very anxious person. I'm suffering from depression and anxiety. People just think I'm over-dramatic most of the time and I admit it I can be, but I just panic when pain is around. I am in pain every single day. I go to sleep in pain and wake up in pain. I feel like something is trying to kill me. Everyday I feel like it's the end, I'm kicking the bucket. This is another reason I'm so withdrawn from a lot of things and people. I'm worried all the time. When I'm all the train I'm worried about passing out and ruining other people's day. Sounds crazy I know but I don't want to be a burden on anyone. I don't want to make people suffer and I don't want people sulking all over my Facebook wall. I'm suffering from a disease that's doing away at me. Besides I'm cynical I don't believe most people just pretend to care. Just today proves it. I wake up and see a missed call so I call back.

Me; Hello
Person: Hello
Person: Are You Alright
Me: I'm fine
Person: But are you ok I heard this blahblah
Me: I'm fine
Person: oh alright. Listen Can I claim you on my income tax?

See people don't really care as they make themselves 'appear' or 'sound'. New Year, same problems. Ollie just face it you are deliriously metal. You need to be evaluated. Doctors think your totally a nut job and that your always on some sort of a drug. It's never drugs. Obviously nothing is actually real it's all just symptoms of schizophrenia. Yes we have a name for it. We'll prescribe you some purple & pink pills and you shall be normal again. Wouldn't you want to fit in? Stop all this non sense. It's all just pathetic excuses on why you can't cope with reality. We all suffering Ollie. You are not the only one. Man up and stop crying like a little baby. Truth hurts doesn't it? ButButBut I'm still alive? It's all still real, right?

Anxiety.

Generalized anxiety disorder (or GAD) is characterized by excessive, exaggerated anxiety and worry about everyday life events with no obvious reasons for worry. People with symptoms of generalized anxiety disorder tend to always expect disaster and can't stop worrying about health, money, family, work, or school. In people with GAD, the worry often is unrealistic or out of proportion for the situation. Daily life becomes a constant state of worry, fear, and dread. Eventually, the anxiety so dominates the person's thinking that it interferes with daily functioning, including work, school, social activities, and relationships.


Generalized anxiety disorder (or GAD) is characterized by excessive, exaggerated anxiety and worry about everyday life events with no obvious reasons for worry. People with symptoms of generalized anxiety disorder tend to always expect disaster and can't stop worrying about health, money, family, work, or school. In people with GAD, the worry often is unrealistic or out of proportion for the situation. Daily life becomes a constant state of worry, fear, and dread. Eventually, the anxiety so dominates the person's thinking that it interferes with daily functioning, including work, school, social activities, and relationships.

What Are the Symptoms of GAD?

GAD affects the way a person thinks, but the anxiety can lead to physical symptoms, as well. Symptoms of GAD can include:

  • Excessive, ongoing worry and tension
  • An unrealistic view of problems
  • Restlessness or a feeling of being "edgy"
  • Irritability
  • Muscle tension
  • Headaches
  • Sweating
  • Difficulty concentrating
  • Nausea
  • The need to go to the bathroom frequently
  • Tiredness
  • Trouble falling or staying asleep
  • Trembling
  • Being easily startled
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Friday, January 7, 2011

hum drum.

When I feel like sharing something with someone I feel like I share the most awkward information. It's like uh wth do you reply to that? People don't know what to say most of the time we turn to 'them.they.those' people with all the answers and cliche life quotes.

Monday, January 3, 2011

I want to

  • write
  • teach
  • learn
  • explore
  • love
  • expand
  • trust
  • smile
  • feel
  • laugh
  • share
  • paint

Sunday, January 2, 2011

map.quest


i am the hate. the biggest denigrate. misinformed madness, she has no faith. they have no love. she has no trust. they'll look pass her eyes and continue the fuss. the bust down hoes, high heels, and low pride. money money rump shaker, tears burnt up inside. laying there wishing it'll all come to an end. dreaming of redemption for this life of sin. sinister eyes yes we all like to pray. sleeping with anger and guilt everyday. promotion promotion they'll find new ways, to enter her chamber of organs left astray. timid torrents balled up into a fist. life-sucking leeches making folks sick. spiritual molecules dwelling up inside. shirley temples of pleasure and joysticks for the ride. directions are obscure because no.one really knows. but how can we see shit, whilst in plain clothes. many moons, moods, and all types of motivation. nomadic memories with none type of relations. calculate calculate it all down to a factor, for children were born free but enslaved right after. just-us, just-us remember that pin? keep trying to escape but boomeranged back in. selfish sacrifice, middle finger in the air. struck down from heaven what a precious solitaire.

Ello.