Most girls use their eyes
but not their sight.
They look at what men have
right now.
Not just material things
but beyond the superficial as well.
They don't use their sight to see
the dreams and aspirations of these men.
If they are the type of men
who will turn dreams into reality.
So these girls don't see what these men will become
instead they see what they are now.
What these men are now,
can be a very bleak picture.
Smart men dont mess around with short sighted girls.
Then they wonder why some men fuck 'em and then leave 'em.
They wonder why relationships start off great then turn sour.
'Cause the future is important, ya know?
The future is what come tomorrow,
and you cant escape tomorrow.
In some men's lives, things get prioritized.
Dont take it as men looking down on you.
But that these men are looking at whats ahead of you.
And that can be a very bleak picture.
This is not a sexist post.
'Cause the script can be flipped,
about short sighted men...
not looking at what a woman will become.
Men and women need to close their eyes and use their sight.
about this blog:
This blog is one that possesses no coherent theme but serves as the plate for my food for thought. And the most wonderful thing about that metaphor is that I do not have to do dishes. I hate dishes...
Monday, May 19, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
Creativity and Inspiration...
I wrote this poem a lil more than a year ago...
I need to get back to this kind of creativity...
I wish I can get back to that...
I met this girl when i was like 5 years old
i wanted to make her mine, yup that was my goal
she's the flyest in town
no ones takin her crown
but look at me lil asian kid fresh off the boat
wats my chances with her? i aint got no hope
but she just walked up to me and said:
"excuse me lil homie
i kno u dont kno me
but my name is Brook and we can be friends"
since then i've gotten to kno her betta
melanin, money, status all that shit didnt matta
u come from outta town, i like to show her off
if u aint real she straighten u out, she kno u soft
she taught me how to slang, how to talk
how to carry myself, how to walk
i met other girls like Queeny and Manny,
went to school wit Queeny, partied wit Manny
but still that Brook, always on my mind
another girl like that i could never find
another girl like that i could compare
her style, grace, and smarts so rare
but we had our troubles
as my age doubled
her friends werent as pure
experienced hate and racism, for sure
but never took out anger on Brook
those assholes, no love they took
got a lil older, took her for granted
got a lil swagger, brains more potent
followed my dreams, went to school in philly
realized how much i missed her, yes really
only when i left, did it make me see
made me realize, that Brook is the only girl for me
now how u think i felt when i heard
there's these dudes who rapin' her
all her friends have forsaken her
she dont smile like she used to
broken is the joy she cruised to
wrinkles i didnt see before
bruises that were never there
pimps whoring her...
cant recognize her...
and i cant save her...
I need to get back to this kind of creativity...
I wish I can get back to that...
I met this girl when i was like 5 years old
i wanted to make her mine, yup that was my goal
she's the flyest in town
no ones takin her crown
but look at me lil asian kid fresh off the boat
wats my chances with her? i aint got no hope
but she just walked up to me and said:
"excuse me lil homie
i kno u dont kno me
but my name is Brook and we can be friends"
since then i've gotten to kno her betta
melanin, money, status all that shit didnt matta
u come from outta town, i like to show her off
if u aint real she straighten u out, she kno u soft
she taught me how to slang, how to talk
how to carry myself, how to walk
i met other girls like Queeny and Manny,
went to school wit Queeny, partied wit Manny
but still that Brook, always on my mind
another girl like that i could never find
another girl like that i could compare
her style, grace, and smarts so rare
but we had our troubles
as my age doubled
her friends werent as pure
experienced hate and racism, for sure
but never took out anger on Brook
those assholes, no love they took
got a lil older, took her for granted
got a lil swagger, brains more potent
followed my dreams, went to school in philly
realized how much i missed her, yes really
only when i left, did it make me see
made me realize, that Brook is the only girl for me
now how u think i felt when i heard
there's these dudes who rapin' her
all her friends have forsaken her
she dont smile like she used to
broken is the joy she cruised to
wrinkles i didnt see before
bruises that were never there
pimps whoring her...
cant recognize her...
and i cant save her...
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Another All Nighter...
Finals are just around the corner...
Now for most people that means a lot of studying.
Maybe cramming plus a couple of last papers...
Me???
Well I have the heavy burden of studying for finals, writing two final 8+ page papers, and working hells balls in studio for a final presentation in Design. Couple that with Cad/Viz/Photoshop renderings the next week and a half will be a bitch.
But I made a couple of discoveries past few days.
First off I have discovered this:
Holy goodness they put STRAWBERRY CREME IN BETWEEN OREO COOKIES??? ARE THEY TRYING TO GET ME FAT??? They are limited edition and my roommate brought them from home a long time ago. I looked everywhere but I couldn't find them at any place in philly!!!! I was sad. Then one day my roommates and I went to target to buy "Charlie Wilson's War" on DVD (amazing movie btw) and my roommate thought he saw the special edition Oreos. But alas it was just Oreo "Double Stuffed". Right then there I uttered the words 'I will never ever taste those again.' Then as soon as we turned the corner to the next aisle there they were.... OREO STRAWBERRY MILKSHAKE CREME cookies!!!!! I bought 4 packs. I will eat them until I am sick of them.
Also another food discovery. Well actually its beverage related. Dunkin' Donuts 710 ml extra large coffee with creme no sugar will absolutely make you hyper as a muthafucka. No fuckin' lie.
And the fact that the coffee actually kept me awake was amazing. Not the fact that I was going without sleep, but because of what I was doing. I had to write a 8 page paper on the 1947 United Nations general Assembly Resolution 181 on the Future Government of Palestine. Yeaaaaaahhhh. Sounds fun doesnt it????? Heres a LINK to the actual document. Its a good read.... cough cough... NOT... cough cough...
And lastly Lyfe Jennings came out with his latest LP yesterday without much fanfare. Its entitled "CHANGE" and even though it does not contain any classic material overall as a composition I do believe it is his strongest album as a whole. I cant stress how much I admire Lyfe Jennings. His music has so much emotion and content while still maintaining his lyrical mastery and overall flow. Most people in the music industry are so fake. Just in it for the money and they all sound the same. Some people have the incredible gift of using music as a medium of communicating emotions that have no strength on just words alone. I will be reviewing his album very soon and please go out and support good music, you will not be disappointed. The coffee I drank combined with listening to his album all night on repeat had writing that paper very much less painful.
Now for most people that means a lot of studying.
Maybe cramming plus a couple of last papers...
Me???
Well I have the heavy burden of studying for finals, writing two final 8+ page papers, and working hells balls in studio for a final presentation in Design. Couple that with Cad/Viz/Photoshop renderings the next week and a half will be a bitch.
But I made a couple of discoveries past few days.
First off I have discovered this:
Holy goodness they put STRAWBERRY CREME IN BETWEEN OREO COOKIES??? ARE THEY TRYING TO GET ME FAT??? They are limited edition and my roommate brought them from home a long time ago. I looked everywhere but I couldn't find them at any place in philly!!!! I was sad. Then one day my roommates and I went to target to buy "Charlie Wilson's War" on DVD (amazing movie btw) and my roommate thought he saw the special edition Oreos. But alas it was just Oreo "Double Stuffed". Right then there I uttered the words 'I will never ever taste those again.' Then as soon as we turned the corner to the next aisle there they were.... OREO STRAWBERRY MILKSHAKE CREME cookies!!!!! I bought 4 packs. I will eat them until I am sick of them.
Also another food discovery. Well actually its beverage related. Dunkin' Donuts 710 ml extra large coffee with creme no sugar will absolutely make you hyper as a muthafucka. No fuckin' lie.
And the fact that the coffee actually kept me awake was amazing. Not the fact that I was going without sleep, but because of what I was doing. I had to write a 8 page paper on the 1947 United Nations general Assembly Resolution 181 on the Future Government of Palestine. Yeaaaaaahhhh. Sounds fun doesnt it????? Heres a LINK to the actual document. Its a good read.... cough cough... NOT... cough cough...
And lastly Lyfe Jennings came out with his latest LP yesterday without much fanfare. Its entitled "CHANGE" and even though it does not contain any classic material overall as a composition I do believe it is his strongest album as a whole. I cant stress how much I admire Lyfe Jennings. His music has so much emotion and content while still maintaining his lyrical mastery and overall flow. Most people in the music industry are so fake. Just in it for the money and they all sound the same. Some people have the incredible gift of using music as a medium of communicating emotions that have no strength on just words alone. I will be reviewing his album very soon and please go out and support good music, you will not be disappointed. The coffee I drank combined with listening to his album all night on repeat had writing that paper very much less painful.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Just a idea...
For those of you for whom 'hip hop' is not the preferred cup of tea...
Please go listen to an album by The Roots before you make any kind of judgment on the genre that is 'hip-hop'.
PLEASE.
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