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when i implode i explode in droves of alphabetical codes unloading the unloathing reality within my pupil
i view the loose scrooples of people still using the title of human when they dont have a clue man i begin to scatter my electrical vibrations of radiation and develop a fixation derived from the sensation passed on from former generations im facing a relief from the constipation i hasten to write it all down i hear each letters' sound and i found myself walking backwards into my begining im spinning in from out of control ying and yang i sink my pearl fangs onto a thin sheet so i can eat the sweet off balanced beat that has kept cadence with my shackled feet shuffling along i recognized my song in a cage i sing until i stretch my wing i fall within the margin slightly err ring in my ears those who fear death never live yet those who live death never give and those who give death truly is shaping and forming fools who use excuses as tools to build devising terms of whats keeping it real ...
ONEI 2009Sites posted to:Clogs posted to: None - The stars seem closer tonight
every since I left you it seems as though life has revealed its peculiar yet obvious flow
The stars seem closer with each echoing laugh and the noisy trees leaves taking the place of rumbling tattered trash
The stars seem closer its almost as if they were running away from the unattended babies and thirsty teens the stars seem to know who to get close to and glow
The stars are shining so quietly that you can hear the clouds float across your head
The stars seem a little closer so I grabbed one and put it right under my bed
ONEI 2009Sites posted to:Clogs posted to: None - Obama has been in office for some time now. I have heard the term post racial America used often in the past months. However, I and several people in my circle have noticed overt segregation more now than ever.
Just recently we have had the pleasure of experiencing the Joe Wilson attack. Sanctions have been voted upon yet I have not seen the decided consequences. When the guy threw his shoe at Pres. Bush he was jailed. Need I say more? The bottom line, if you would have truly read Pres. body language you heard his response loud and clear.
There is also a disturbing level of slave mentality amongst the former slaves of the U.S.. When Kanye West made the comment that Bush does not care about Black people the African-American community semi supported his statement. In the open we did not celebrate his courage or weigh in one way or another. On the contrary, when Kanye made his statement at the VMA he was thrown under the bus. The bottom line don't shoot the messenger, just take the message.
Anothe interesting event happened to my daughter and her friends this summer. In all of their teenage freedoms and carefree attitudes they witnessed programed segregation. On a hot summer day everyone was in line to get a Ritas water ice. Anticipating the treat the group did not expect to see the white people un one line and in the grass as the people of color were in the other line and sitting on the concrete wall. Kinda reminds you of the plantation days. Just the other day I was eating lunch with my family and each person who sat in the dining area chose not to sit with the people of color. Each time a decision had to be made the white people chose to sit with each other. Need I say more ?
Yesterday they treated Gadhafi with no hospitality. The bottom line there is no post racial America !Sites posted to:Clogs posted to: None - riding thru the citi feeling a bit gritty watching soft hard niggas lookin 4 their momma titty little girls getting gitty baby diapers looking real shitty n im riding feeling no pity
critical situation we need a renovation some type of Hopkins serum penetration to stop this obliteration of a nation thru gun shell casin's im pacin facin stationary unsanitary mindsets i bet a million to one none wanna run a race n this place yet we stay stuck chasin a buck wtf !Sites posted to:Clogs posted to: None - i sit and look at you with despair and hope
there are moments when i just want to hand you the rope so that you can climb into my choke
hold
on
for what i see you don't need to be me or need me on that we do agree
i sit and look at you in despair of what you could have been in disgust i must tell you that i am ready to turn my back and pack up all that i have given you but i can't really complain i knew you wouldn't change it was well intended and no ones to blame its a shame i look at you thru these eyes and despies everything you represent i spent a great effort in cultivating your experience somehow it hasn't manifested were the past afflictions too heavy a burden that has become ball and chain is your eye too open or do you simply enjoy groping in the dark part of the matrix i take this is what you desire to do left up to youSites posted to:Clogs posted to: None - I never thougt that you did anything wrong or did me harm
Until
I grew up and started living in my own light just to look back and realize what wasn't right
I spent a lot of time thinking bout the unknown moments I missed I surely can atest to 'ignorance is bliss'.
I don't necessarily want what some of these other people had but I sure could of used some better knee pads
I mean I have enough sense to break this thing down now and I say to you
Take a bow
Bow for the endurance and unseen tears for all of the frustrations that fell upon deaf ears the years of emotional abandonment yet and still you search for contentment looking for the love that is motherly sent
Bow for the incidents that were not by coincidence and left you feeling its not worth your heart ache nor your time continuing to find out lies fed to you although they were not spoken you decided to maintain not allowing your spirit to be broken hoping for resolution refusing to stop dreaming pushing obstacles to the side seeming as though you had a hold masquerading with pride
Afraid to let anyone know that you are traveling a road with a heavy load
where there are no rest stops no lines and there are times when you feel like there are 3 nines
turned upsidedown and the heat is so intense you can't feel the ground so immense your soul is melting attracting blood hounds and your spirit is sand but you continue to walk without asking for a hand up or out
Take a bow for your resilience brillance unwavering faith smiling and crying as they laughed in your face exemplifying the definition of grace because somehow you knew this was your place and your pace and it was only temporary so you forgave but didn't bury the lonely spaces that have left unremarkable traces seen by those who too knows this road underneath is paved with gold your treasure unfolds only when you die inside out shed the dead memories clarifying the route
Take a bow for not bowing out living so that I may see a map of how to get free right all the wrongs of we who did not request to be scared and marred by someone elses demons sharp shortcomings so we are leaving the blood stained tears and distractable fears .... to be continued
by O.N.E.I. 2009Sites posted to: NoneClogs posted to: None - If the master takes the woman and uses her as a bed wench she loses her voice and so does her partner. She then becomes conditioned, adapts to her new purpose and performs as expected.
If the master takes the man and uses his woman as recycled soil and threatens his entire purpose for being when raising him as up he then too loses his voice.
Estranged from each other and traditional customs, freed, both parties will continue perpetuating this detrimental behavior outside of the masters view. Filled with defeat, anger, and false purpose both groups find themselves falling off course and creating generations of masters children.
She asserts her voice via sexual freedom yet suffering at the hands of the buck who has been trained to breed in a pedopihilic manner. He was forced to procreate without responsibility nor with respect to age range. He too has no voice and acts out as a mute who is blind. She allows such behavior and is pushed into submission violently. Turning grapes into wine she swings from a pole and he pays to justify his deep seeded sedistic fantasies rooted in rage systematically induced.
In this confusion babes are neglected and endure immeasurable amounts of pain secretly tucked away in dis eases, inappropriate touches, and false worship.
The challenge is to face the truth. Be accountable for the role you have or have not played. Heal !Sites posted to:Clogs posted to: None - DescriptionSites posted to:Clogs posted to: None
- i am witnessing my granddads passing. he is brain dead and on ventilation. watching people process info and feelings is amazing. i am grateful for him being a father to my mom. to see her hurt on this level ... the only thing i can say is that i pray that her heart eases. i will keep you posted on this process.Sites posted to:Clogs posted to: None
- they want me in a space and time that i do not fit
putting me in this box makes me sick
walking on the plush carpet of resentment is easy yet that too makes my stomach quezzy
so i sink my feet into the softness of this padding and with each step i role a piece up just to find some old torn matting
i sweep it up and sit on the old dusty hardwood floor
staring @ its rings that have been cut into lines
i quietly play matching wisdom and it brings all of my past speculations to mind
like why it took so long to find my voice and why i dont apologize for me i am not a choice and how i manage to run for my life eventhough i couldn't see the way i continue to fight and yell ashe reminded of the utter jealousy spewing from their pores picking vultures leaving droppings on my hardwood floor
getting into me and still not able to penetrate from time to time i get out the gate
sitting in this cesspool of despair allows me the opportunity to sit in the birthing chair to marvel @ the furnaces i have sat in because now i just listen and grin while washing the demons off my skin i glow like high beams reflecting off of white snow so i must stand quietly listening for the way to goSites posted to:Clogs posted to: None
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