This is an encouraging piece written by my friend Matt - a truly inspiring guy...


Without education what is man or  women? Splended creatures wondering 
from here to there doing and believeing what ever they were told.  God 
is not some cosmic bellboy that comes at my beckon call.  If I want to 
achieve, the first step must me of myown undertakeing. Time and chance 
comes to us all. Whether I decide to take time and chance is indeed my 
own decision. I can either be hesitant or courageous, life does in fact 
maroon the hesitant, but inspires the brave. I will swiftly stand up and 
shout: "This is my time and my place. I will accept the challenges or I 
will let otheres make my decisions for me!"  
        I will ignore the tags and names given to me by scociety since 
only I know what I have the ability to become. I will continue to let 
others predict, but only I can determine what I will, can and cannot do. 
Failure is just as easy to combat as success is to obtain! Education is 
painful and not gained with playing games or being average. I have seen 
failure destroy millionswith promised hopes and broken dreams.While I 
have the opertunity, I shallnot sit on the sidelinesbitter with despar 
and wishing later that I have be come a literate lifer of the world instead 
of a failed learner.
        I will use each day to the fullest. I promise that each day shall 
be gained not lost-used not thrown away. Yet, it is my free will if I want 
to destroy myself. I have the right to fail but I do not have the right to 
take my teachers with me. God mad me the captin of one ship, myown.  We are 
all promised one thing in life..the pursute of happyness, and that is what 
I must do! Persue happiness and success for myself..I must provide for myself 
what no one else can give me!!!!!  I will wave my flag proudly signifying I 
am a live! I will not envy those who have choosen to wave there un fryled 
banners signifying there success. My success and my education can become a 
life time companion wich no misfortune can depress no crime can destroy, no 
enimy can alienate. NO  NAMES  CAN  HURT  ME!!!!!!!!!  Education can become a 
lifetime solace. It guides goodness. It gives at once grace and genius to 
government, communities, cities, townships, viligas, homes, and palaces!!!
                                                1996 `mdh`



Written after Diva Miss Kate took me to my first party.
 Peace, Yewkid

 My Shamanka and I, she my initiator.
 Lead forth the Door way…
 Into Ecstasy dreams, and labyrinth lights
 Into the cosmos of youth unleashed
 Spiral paths, and auric massages
 Permeated with percussive primal beats
 To which souls, bodies, one form move.
 In shadow, and sound.
 All is love amongst the spirits here.
 Revelry in erotic motion.
 Dance, Dreams and inescapable Life.
 First Night in so many endless burning days.


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Home
     by I.Q.
 Another Flyer
 Another # to call
 Another midnight road trip
 into ghetto hell

 Another warehouse
 Another Party

 Through the front I come
 Right into Edens gaping mouth
 The lights are coming in clear
 and in full

 The DJ
 A modern day sorcerer of
 light and sound
 Mixing and Matching
 Beauty and Bass

 The kids
 All of them
 My Family
 Held close to me just from music
 I know nothing of their miserys and pains
 Because for the next few hours
 We share eden
 All I know is smiles
 Something I wish I'd known years ago

 The DJ
 Spinning
 Round and Round

 The kids dance and dance
 No cares
 No worries
 Such beauty you see in the eyes of strangers
 As the lights engulf them
 Hovering around them like faeries and pixies
 Playing with their hair and kissing them
 on their cheeks
 Showing them the love that maybe they'd once
 forgotten

 This is home
 Until Dawn
 This is home


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by Matty Mouse 



You all know the purity of the beat
You all feel the adrenaline felt in heat
You all know there are no special elite
You all feel the muzic, oh so sweet

The lasers shooting around the lights flash
Being part of the crazed frenzy as the beat crashes
Glowsticks moving through the air with a slash
Pictures being taken with strobing flashes

Surrounded by all new people you luv
Muzic and lights we are all in awe of
Some staring upwards at the light show above
Others dancing to things undreamed of

Can you say you were there when it went down
Can you say you were part of the rave royalty
Can you say you were the ones that were around
Were you there, at least in spirit, to show your loyalty

Do you remember the beatz so beautiful the made you want to cry
Do you remember how the beatz rushed in and made you feel so high
Do you remember how the beatz made you feel as if you could fly
Do you remember how the beatz made you never want to say good bye

Are you the ones that keep our scene alive and real
Are you the ones that keep and share our precious vibe
Are you the ones that help to make our scene heal
Are you the ones that help keep together our scared tribe

I plead to all to make our scene better, be all of these
Help unlock your mind with PLURR as one of the keys
Help rid our scene of its cancerous and deadly disease
Help better the scene, be active in the scene and answer my pleas
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The Storyteller
by Nate

Sitting around him,
	Eyes fixated on every motion.
Every turn and twist and sound effect creating a more extreme picture.
	Setting the mood with his voice,
First low to grab us in,
Then louder as his climax approaches.
	Gripping, painting a recollection of events, or and imaginary one.
	Using his own style of profanity to get laughter.
	Choosing his audience carefully,
Telling it only to one's who will sit attentively.
	But they sit in awe as the storyteller depicts his tale.

***********************************************************************
by Rainbow Brite

The sound tickles my senses,
Reminding me of a dream-
Maybe I once had while awake.

Sometimes I can remember the night,
And other times I can remember the moment-
But mostly it's just a feeling no words could do justice.

Suddenly the empty void in my heart is filled,
And I don't feel like the only person really alive-
Because a vibe set me free to understand life.

As I look down at my very own hands,
They become new and pure-
Without scars from the wear and tear of angry words. 

Words are completely over-rated in my language,
I can hear stories that mean everything-
But don't ask me to translate the tales that dance in my ears. 

Here, nothing is based on fact, only trust. 
How celestial it feels to be so sure of something-
Just because my heart tells me it is so.

When the songs ends, all is lost.
I can only hope that oneday-
My life will live up to my fantasy.
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A New Start

by Nate

Down a long road,
	Time for my leave.
I can't say what's bestoed,
	Or what hides up my sleave.
But my time here is through,
	No more discipline for me.
My conflicts are few,
	And retributions can't be.
One thing before I go,
	Help me see my future.
These six months have gone slow,
	And it's time for me to stir.
And I know when I'm free,
	And at home all alone.
They'll be nobody to catch me,
	To tell the way I shoulda gone.
So direct me now,
	Before I depart.
Tell me how,
	I should make a new start.
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by Matty Mouse

I wrote this poem cause muh girl inspired me wit one of her poems...I like it..I think its good...but lemme know what you
think...This poem is for anyone thats ever been out on that dance floor and danced their ass off.  
 
There’s the pounding beat
Can you feel the rising heat
As sweat pours from your skin
Hearing only the DJ spin
 
No drugs to cloud the mind
The meaning of beatz being redefined
Looking around you now you’re surrounded
With strange new friends, on beatz you are fed
 
Peace, Love, Unity and Respect
It is with each other that we all connect
Dancing like crazy on the floor
Not enough beatz always wanting more
 
Candy kisses and sweet smiles are passed
Tru kidz knowing it is the drama we’ll outlast 
New friends met and huggz exchanged with Luv
Setting our hearts and minds free like a white dove
 
Kandy Kidz, Clubbers, and Modern Day Junglists
Together with Luv we peacefully exist
Many common threads join us all as one
We won’t stop dancing till it’s all done
 
Our bodies strong with potent youth
Hearing and feelin the beatz of truth
Dance till dawn for the early light
Watching the sun rise, always so bright
 
Finally the last beat drops and the last record spins
Looking around us…everyone with the same grins
Fatigue starts to set in and sleep starts to invade
Sitting with friendz, new and old, in the cool shade
 
We push away fatigue and sleep to continue on
We must keep dancing even past the break of dawn
Moving to the beatz in our souls and the trax in our mind
Feeling the mass energy pulsing through you of all mankind
 
Good-byes are soon said and huggz passed once more
Proud to be friendz wit all the tru kidz that know the score
Wandering to the car with a strange sense of pride
Reliving the nights stories in car wide-eyed
 
This was a little poem for all of you
Remember kidz to keep it tru
And I know we will make it through
Then there is nothing we can’t do.
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by r a i n b o w  b r i t e 

Fragrance of the Night

The night keeps me safely wrapped in its darkness,
Its cool isolation keeping me warm.
Sunlight only causes shadows, 
Because I do not trust the day.

I feel the pulse beating my heart,
As tight as the fist which holds me down.
Lights of all colors slide through the smoke,
Bathing me in freedom that I never knew existed.

The ear-splitting rhythm becomes synonymous with my breath,
And I can hear God better with all this noise.
Blood is not what nourishes me now-
Angels' robes cleanse my soul as they dance through my veins.

I savor the saltiness of sweat as it trickles onto my lip,
Though only the sweet fruit of my labor is what I taste.
I am in a place where my soul is free, 
And time is my only opponent.

Here, I have reached a higher state of consciousness,
Never could I go back to mediocrity after this night.
Angels' robes cleanse my soul as they dance through my veins,
And I am dancing, too.


SEND ME YOUR POEMS, YOUR ART, YOUR PHOTOS!!
I want some more input than myself blabbering on and on!!!!