Tuesday, November 27, 2007
My fellow Americans...
I am a member of the United States Air Force. I do not agree with some of our presidents choices but COTDAM PPL YALL DON'T KNO NUFFN BUT WUT THE NEWS TELLS YALL SOMETIMES ITS WUT YOUTUBE TOLD YA. WTF YO I MEAN LIKE THIS WHOLE THING BOUT WMDS....HALF YALL DON KNO WUT DAT IS....AND IF U DO U STUPID...ANOTHER THING HOW CAN ANYONE BE AGAINST THE MILITARY?? THEY KILLED OUR PPL I'M NOT EVEN TALKIN BOUT 9/11...WUT ABOUT THE EXECUTIONS?? WUT ABOUT THE KIDNAPPINGS, THE RAPINGS....YEA YALL DON KNO SHIT BOUT DAT DO YALL....I'M SOMETIMES SAD I RISK MY LIFE 4 THIS COUNTRY HALF YALL WUDNT CARE IF WE LIVED OR DIED....I CUD GET SHOT 2MORO...AND NO ONE WHO WASN'T DIRECTLY ASSOCIATED WUD CARE....THIS IS OUR AMERICA
Monday, November 26, 2007
Wisdom And Insanity; one in the same
I finally completely grasped this when I realized the most insane thing about my life, the fact that being sexually assaulted at the age of 17, had been the best thing that ever happened to me. it snatched me from the womb of immaturity. The resulting sting lasted long enough to eat away at any leftover residue. Now what does this have to do with wisdom and insanity? Someone who lacks wisdom is incapable of understanding this, and therefore would call me insane. Everyone who lacks a conventional way of thinking is often viewed as crazy. If you cant see that the good things that came from this blemish in my life, which includes my salvation, shine bright enough to overcome any shadows, then call me insane.It is the greatest compliment.
Give me Liberty or Give Me Crib Death
Rewritten from “Give Me Liberty or Give Me Crib Death” from White Boy Shuffle by Paul Beatty
Remorse lies
Not in the consciousness
Of a murderous parent
Who lulls a child born into poverty
To divine sleep
With a jugular lullaby
Sung by a ravenous tube
And suffocating love
Applied with pillow and pressure
Or with garbage bag
Remorse lies
Not in the oppressor’s eyes
Nor in the eyes of the ones
Who have abandoned us
Instead
They calculate their gain
For it is as Tupac says
One less hungry mouth on welfare
One less potential problem
Remorse lies
Not in the consciousness
Of a murderous parent
Who lulls a child born into poverty
To divine sleep
With a jugular lullaby
Sung by a ravenous tube
And suffocating love
Applied with pillow and pressure
Or with garbage bag
Remorse lies
Not in the oppressor’s eyes
Nor in the eyes of the ones
Who have abandoned us
Instead
They calculate their gain
For it is as Tupac says
One less hungry mouth on welfare
One less potential problem
Alien
"I am human, therefore nothing that is human can be alien to me. Don't say that you will never do that, say that you do not intend to do that." Maya Angelou
Even as a Christian I tend to forget not to jugde, to hate the sin and not the person. For me, this quote reminds me that I am capable of all evils, just as well as good.
Even as a Christian I tend to forget not to jugde, to hate the sin and not the person. For me, this quote reminds me that I am capable of all evils, just as well as good.
Truth Movement
?
Fourth Building?
Disintegrating Air planes?
Shady Pentagon Footage?
Extra booms= explosions?
Buildings falling Demolition Style?
Confiscated Footage?
Disappearing Black Boxes?
No windows on plane in second tower?
Strange flashes?
Fire melting steel so quickly?
Victims from outside of the buildings before they even fell?
THE TRUTH MOVEMENT!
COMING TO A CITY NEAR YOU
JUST AS SOON AS YOU LOOK IT UP!!!
Feel free to answer any of my questions or add some urself.
Fourth Building?
Disintegrating Air planes?
Shady Pentagon Footage?
Extra booms= explosions?
Buildings falling Demolition Style?
Confiscated Footage?
Disappearing Black Boxes?
No windows on plane in second tower?
Strange flashes?
Fire melting steel so quickly?
Victims from outside of the buildings before they even fell?
THE TRUTH MOVEMENT!
COMING TO A CITY NEAR YOU
JUST AS SOON AS YOU LOOK IT UP!!!
Feel free to answer any of my questions or add some urself.
Anytown, USA
Here is where you shout out ur community, in any form you want.
Trenton, the capital of New Jersey. The home of the famous “Trenton Makes, The World Takes” bridge, the one they wasted thousands of dollars to restore even though Trenton ceased putting out too much of anything that society wants, notice I said society. The schools are the home to some of the best teachers in the world, yet you can walk into some of the freshmen classrooms to find the boards covered with what appears to be the work of a child, pumped full with bad grammar and misspellings. Here the shining lights stand no chance in warding off the clouds of negativity. Here a school fight ends in mace and handcuffs and is broadcasted to the world as an out of control riot. Here babies push their own babies in strollers down the street, well at least the ones who can afford strollers do. Here the phone rings with the voice of a friend on the other line asking for advice for a “friend of a friend” who has been raped by her step father and is now pregnant. Here the pawn shops sell the crappiest shards of jewelry for top dollar. Our hard earned money is showcased around our necks instead of being put to something useful. Here shots ring out at night, during the day, and on your way home from school. Here a little girl is hit in the jaw by a stray bullet as she rides her bike in front of her home. People wait in lines at the local food banks the same way Cameron Crazie’s get in line for tickets, better get there early this Wednesday, or else it is going to be a tight week. The police have become “callous” as described by Baldwin. Here the local government boasts about the new cameras set up on street lights to catch crime in action. Here we find out months later that the” cameras” were fakes, another young man murdered in cold blood as he waited for the light to change. There is no footage to solve the crime. Here someone testifies about a crime and their picture, name, and family is front page news. Some of the young females have sex for money, shoes, and even Chinese food. Here, the abortion clinics are packed on Fridays. One girl is here for her third. Here, Feigns are no longer in the movies, they are being shooed away from your steps by your father. Whites, and other elites come from the surrounding areas for a fix. Everyone knows what they are here for. Here even the four year olds are terrified of the police. Here, a child returning from a funeral asks his mother “Who killed Grand mom?” because he has already grown to equate death with murder. Stealing cars is a hobby for the young boys. Don’t be surprised to see an eleven year old smoking a black and mild or throwing up gang signs. Here is where some of the best poets are grown, for art breeds in pain.
Trenton, the capital of New Jersey. The home of the famous “Trenton Makes, The World Takes” bridge, the one they wasted thousands of dollars to restore even though Trenton ceased putting out too much of anything that society wants, notice I said society. The schools are the home to some of the best teachers in the world, yet you can walk into some of the freshmen classrooms to find the boards covered with what appears to be the work of a child, pumped full with bad grammar and misspellings. Here the shining lights stand no chance in warding off the clouds of negativity. Here a school fight ends in mace and handcuffs and is broadcasted to the world as an out of control riot. Here babies push their own babies in strollers down the street, well at least the ones who can afford strollers do. Here the phone rings with the voice of a friend on the other line asking for advice for a “friend of a friend” who has been raped by her step father and is now pregnant. Here the pawn shops sell the crappiest shards of jewelry for top dollar. Our hard earned money is showcased around our necks instead of being put to something useful. Here shots ring out at night, during the day, and on your way home from school. Here a little girl is hit in the jaw by a stray bullet as she rides her bike in front of her home. People wait in lines at the local food banks the same way Cameron Crazie’s get in line for tickets, better get there early this Wednesday, or else it is going to be a tight week. The police have become “callous” as described by Baldwin. Here the local government boasts about the new cameras set up on street lights to catch crime in action. Here we find out months later that the” cameras” were fakes, another young man murdered in cold blood as he waited for the light to change. There is no footage to solve the crime. Here someone testifies about a crime and their picture, name, and family is front page news. Some of the young females have sex for money, shoes, and even Chinese food. Here, the abortion clinics are packed on Fridays. One girl is here for her third. Here, Feigns are no longer in the movies, they are being shooed away from your steps by your father. Whites, and other elites come from the surrounding areas for a fix. Everyone knows what they are here for. Here even the four year olds are terrified of the police. Here, a child returning from a funeral asks his mother “Who killed Grand mom?” because he has already grown to equate death with murder. Stealing cars is a hobby for the young boys. Don’t be surprised to see an eleven year old smoking a black and mild or throwing up gang signs. Here is where some of the best poets are grown, for art breeds in pain.
Hate and Ignorance
Leave ur bullshit here. Go ahead and vent. Hateful comments and disrespect are not tolerated elsewhere. They will be erased, so please follow the Rules Of Engagement.
Definition
Don’t rob me of, nor give me undue credit
Don’t give me excuses, nor minimize the circumstances
Don’t label me as something I’m not, nor forget to include who I am
Don’t underestimate me, nor think that I am super human
Better yet, just do what you want- I’ll follow these rules
I’ll define myself for me, you define me for you!!!!
Don’t give me excuses, nor minimize the circumstances
Don’t label me as something I’m not, nor forget to include who I am
Don’t underestimate me, nor think that I am super human
Better yet, just do what you want- I’ll follow these rules
I’ll define myself for me, you define me for you!!!!
Stop Treating Yourself Like SHIT!!!!
DAMN! What the hell is wrong with you?
You act as if you know no better.
You spit out all of those theories and ideas
Yet you believe nor follow none
Stop confusing yourself and do what you know is right
What truly is best for you
Refuse to follow the world
For we sin at our own peril
And you continue to hurt yourself
But you are not beyond repair
Get to know your worth
Bask in it
Being humble and being ridiculously stupid are not the same thing
You act as if you know no better.
You spit out all of those theories and ideas
Yet you believe nor follow none
Stop confusing yourself and do what you know is right
What truly is best for you
Refuse to follow the world
For we sin at our own peril
And you continue to hurt yourself
But you are not beyond repair
Get to know your worth
Bask in it
Being humble and being ridiculously stupid are not the same thing
Chameleon
Who’s to say which is right and which is wrong?
Where is the balance between being true, being yourself, being professional, and being smart?
How can I accomplish all?
Hood clothes? Preppy clothes? Professional clothes?
Nappy hair? Ghetto hair? Acceptable hair?
Should I be one person on the weekend, another during the week, and myself over breaks?
When do I say you all and when can I say ain’t?
Who decides what is proper, fitting, and right?
Do I have to choose between being called a hoe, rebellious, stuck up
Unprofessional, a slob, high maintenance, afro-centric, and white?
All I did was get up and get dressed this morning
And because of that, I am one thing today,
Something else tomorrow, and was something
Completely different yesterday.
Who are you to say some are wrong, some are right, and some are okay.
I see why God intended us to be naked!!!
Where is the balance between being true, being yourself, being professional, and being smart?
How can I accomplish all?
Hood clothes? Preppy clothes? Professional clothes?
Nappy hair? Ghetto hair? Acceptable hair?
Should I be one person on the weekend, another during the week, and myself over breaks?
When do I say you all and when can I say ain’t?
Who decides what is proper, fitting, and right?
Do I have to choose between being called a hoe, rebellious, stuck up
Unprofessional, a slob, high maintenance, afro-centric, and white?
All I did was get up and get dressed this morning
And because of that, I am one thing today,
Something else tomorrow, and was something
Completely different yesterday.
Who are you to say some are wrong, some are right, and some are okay.
I see why God intended us to be naked!!!
Don't Get Raped
Don’t Get Raped Girl
Cause it’ll be all your fault
How dare you visit his room
You know what he wants
How could you trust him
So what if you’ve known him for so long
How dare you be sexy
Put some damn clothes on
Dressed like that
You know you’re askin’ for it
How could you walk like that
Otherwise he would ignore it
You just wanna ruin his life
You spiteful lil bitch
Going through hell for money
Yeah, that story makes more sense
When you’re on his territory
Your body no longer belongs to you
How dare you change your mind
And what makes you think
That he would want you
He could have anyone he wants
You aint special
And even if you did say no
If it seems like you fought like hell
In “reality”, you coulda been having rough sex
With you freaks, no one can tell
Cause it’ll be all your fault
How dare you visit his room
You know what he wants
How could you trust him
So what if you’ve known him for so long
How dare you be sexy
Put some damn clothes on
Dressed like that
You know you’re askin’ for it
How could you walk like that
Otherwise he would ignore it
You just wanna ruin his life
You spiteful lil bitch
Going through hell for money
Yeah, that story makes more sense
When you’re on his territory
Your body no longer belongs to you
How dare you change your mind
And what makes you think
That he would want you
He could have anyone he wants
You aint special
And even if you did say no
If it seems like you fought like hell
In “reality”, you coulda been having rough sex
With you freaks, no one can tell
Assimilation Role Call
Assimilation Role Call
Hey you, yeah you with the big ass earrings. Take them shits out and have a seat.
And you with your pants saggin’, pull them up now.
And girl, if you don’t take that wrag off of the top of your head. I don’t care if you’re trinna save your hairstyle, you look like a fool.
And what the hell is this? No you don’t have on no bright ass, neon nail polish. Think-clear, color is bad-work with me.
And what is with the name plate? Does anyone have to know that you have a long-ass, ghetto-ass name?
And why are you speaking so loudly? She is sitting right next to you, SHE CAN HEAR YOU!
Why do you have to be so ghetto, so damn niggerish? Have some respect for yourself, not by doing what you want to do but by taking special precautions not to inconvenience anyone else.
Hey you, yeah you with the big ass earrings. Take them shits out and have a seat.
And you with your pants saggin’, pull them up now.
And girl, if you don’t take that wrag off of the top of your head. I don’t care if you’re trinna save your hairstyle, you look like a fool.
And what the hell is this? No you don’t have on no bright ass, neon nail polish. Think-clear, color is bad-work with me.
And what is with the name plate? Does anyone have to know that you have a long-ass, ghetto-ass name?
And why are you speaking so loudly? She is sitting right next to you, SHE CAN HEAR YOU!
Why do you have to be so ghetto, so damn niggerish? Have some respect for yourself, not by doing what you want to do but by taking special precautions not to inconvenience anyone else.
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