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Friday, March 23, 2001
a lot of the people i've talked to about relationships seem to always say not to look, but just wait. to not push so hard to make it work so quickly, but to let it happen slowly. i mean that all sounds like the right thing to do if you totally rely on fate to take over your life, thats to assume that in the end everything is going to be all hunkie- dorey.bull. u don't know......i think i just lost my train of thought...i think i was trying to responsed to john's blurb 'bout homewreckin....oh yeah, well i think that in some cases maybe u might feel like you're responsible for the failure of a couple's relationship, but maybe u just help them realize that maybe the person they are with , isn't the right one for them. like u said."they're not married". and if they truly loved and trusted each other, they wouldn't let anything"anyone" get in the way of their love. now when i mean "help the person realize that maybe the person they are with isn't right" i mean not sabotage their relationship by fraud, but by showing them that u can give them better than what they may already have and more.

oh and no, i don't think it would be tintilating to break up a secure couple, i think i'd rather have him realize on his own that i could be the best thing for him without having to manipulate him ^_^

hmmmm, is that possible?! hehehehe



hey.. actually.. people say i have nice form on my jump shot. It's just the end result is ugly.. except i brought some pride back to the defunct FILAH legend at the last FAHC/PASE game. =P


I've seen john play. I can vouch for the ugly jump shot.

hate on player!



hey look! it's John!




[ pockets ]

my goal:

to one day be able to fill all the pockets given when wearing a cargo vest, cargo pant, and survival bag all at the same time.

true glory.



[ homewreck-it epidemic ]

once in a while, persons cross your path only to walk by. once in a while, they stop to talk. once in a while, you make a new friendship. once in a while, you click and you feel like you have met your soul mate. once in a while, they have significant others. actually, once in a blue moon, are they not taken.

so, i'm faced with a "moral" dilemna. ever since the bitterness i felt after my only serious relationship had been broken up with the help of a third party, i haven't felt the need to hate. in high school, I used to be the biggest hater. but then again, those doods I hated on were pieces of shit. they still continue to prove themselves to be stank. anyway, those meatheads seemed to always land the girls i wanted.

but i never broke anybody up. i wanted to, but didn't. I didn't have the ability to. BUT NOW, though i'm not the best looking dood in the world, I have the confidence to handle a similar situation more aggressively. and with that comes the predicament...

to hate, or not to hate.

i'm tired of watching the "good ones" walk by. i'm tired of vibing with someone on that next level and watch them go home with a subpar-intellectual bastard.

...

the funny thing is that i have no respect for homewreckers. and it's not necessarily that i want to homewreck, it's just crossed my mind, with this recent situation being a catalyst to actual ACTION. anyone ever fantasized being the bad guy? ever wanted to be the HHH of your street... of your world? robbing banks, stagecoaches, flying to the moon to save the world or to destroy it. i know i'm not the only one who has experienced the desire to be the antagonist of an action movie.. the man with the button to destroy the world. well, since we want to shy away from genocidal violence... isn't the adventure of breaking up a secure couple just tintilating? imagine having enough game to break up love?

yeah, it's ruthless. yeah, it's heartless. fuck it. they're not married. imagine the adventure? it's time to stop thinking and start doing.



Thursday, March 22, 2001
I force myself through another day
Can't explain the way today just fell apart like everything
Right in my face
And I try to be the one
I can't accept this all because of you I've had to walk away
From everything

Another sleepless night again
My solitude's my only friend and friends like that just don't add up
To anything
And I try so hard to be
Everything that I could never take away from you again
I heard you say

I cannot forget
I live with regret
I live through this
I can't see through this
I can't do this anymore




Tuesday, March 20, 2001
i see their faces,
as waves ungrounded,
swaying,
frolicking unsilenced,
this is the beauty
of innocence.
they are the unborn adults,
basking in the splendor
of their youth.
they smile.

I smile.
I tear.

Unfortunate.
Truly, it is.
Today they speak
unintelligible barble,
that sounds just too sweet.
back then,
we could understand also.

but tomorrow
the clouds come crashing,
as violent surf
drenching the peace
thriving in young hearts.
I fear tomorrow
when you forget to smile.
I fear the anger
you will feel,
the pain, the anguish,
the frustrations you will earn,
as you become an adult.
I do not fear you,
or your potential.
I believe.

yet I hate the future,
when glowing eyes,
becoming scornful glares,
and unhappy intentions.

and intent comes from logic.

young hearts,
do not be afraid to stay young,
to keep crying,
to keep holding your mothers' hands,
because cruelty embarks
when you escape the fantasy,
and grow up to a reality.

-r4



Late Night
Sippin on ice and juice
Laaaid Back
Wit my mind on my honey
and my honey on my mind

hahaha i hope ya'll can laugh at this one =)



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Starting Services....

Open.Close. Open.

waiting for your hello

20 mins later..
Nothing

late night
thinking of you

waiting still....

12:41am

Close.

punkass.



Monday, March 19, 2001
.....attack of the killer poems....*dun dun dunnnnnnnnnnnnn*


she feeds his soul,
as no other food,
she quenches his thirst.

she hears.

for her soul.
enriched.
vibrant with life,
he was lucky
to be so

beneficial.

- r4



this is my podium,
so please listen.

all i ask for is an audience,
to whom I will enrich,
from whom I will receive
a nod of attention,
and gazing eyes
of content.

i ask a simple thing,
the dedication of your ears,
capturing the vibrations
composed from my lungs,
please listen.

you are the focus
of my entangled prose,
as you are one
who can disect the intricacies
of my reflection
and be entertained
and inspired.

I am the speaker of vague notions,
and you are the decoder of truth,
discovering the humble prophet
hidden inside
a shivering armor.

my outbursts of nonsense
is sanity to you,
when it is chaos to most.
how my aura translates
to your understanding,
I don't know.
but it does.
everlasting through the optic fibers
running from your pupils
through your veins,
my verse flows like blood.

you are my audience
as you volunteer your intellect
in hopes of being touched.
you are my audience
before you sleep,
as I tickle your cheek,
with your tears,
caressed with the soft touch
of my fingertipped poetry.

- r4



you can buy love......from a catalog. just as long as your have some $, a house to clean, and a citizenship.....you're SET.


Sunday, March 18, 2001
hmmm, funny. When I first heard miz "my ass so fat you can see it from the front (repeat in every interview)'s" song, I thought it was "My love don't come for free."

respect counts for more than money in a relationship. you can't buy love.



can i sample J. Lo though? I can do the "Skins remix"! Love don't cost a thing, right? I think I can cover that.

posed question- Does the dough really matter in a relationship?



seen outside the courthouse, "Hip Hop Needs Puffy". negro please!