Friday, December 23, 2011

Any different.

As much i hate emotion...i give it my all
devotion...
display it every line, extreme consciousness at the
 drop of a dime, falling into Change...
In me...
I
M


hoping you get a quote from atleast one line...
Rhyme with reason....Reason without rhyme in my own pattern...
cause i hate structure..so i make mine work.... mind work...digging for diamonds...coal mine work....
let experiences show...clock work...cause time is  the only answer to growth...
Steady....pace...
like the maker...
heart replacer....
which direction ....
i dont know...thats why I search ..travel
New discoveries ....unravel....
Hidden truths....buried within life's gravel..


I
M


on some soul search....Trying to figure
why we make things complicated...
When certain things should just be...
Like how I question marriage...cause people don't have answers why men cheat....
simple it goes against instinct....like telling a carnivore not to eat meat...
It can be controlled.....but it seems like the ticker is weak...
I've become an athiest.....but i still believe..
There is something more ....beyond what we see....
or this could be it and i wouldn't feel..


any different...









Some thoughts put together...

I thought my lungs had wings, ready to fly,
 Exhale out.....so my words can sore....
Further more...so my thoughts can explore...Your..
Mind...
I say your mind...cause i get tired of mine...


how about i live through you....
get lost in your equations...and in your shoes...
whether it be...Jordan's or Jimmy choo's....
elegant but the "hood" still in you....
i'd allow you to choose...


Race doesn't matter....cause Im in this for the long run,
Cross Country
Discriminate? Who?
No one's perfect,
Flawless...
Try to show me someone ...
its pretty evident there are none...


All the women dont have the same name,Label
Just a bunch of asses but they all different sizes....
Like life....
Just bunch stories but they all different covers....
sheets...
that blanket underlying plots....
schemes....
but all connect our beginnings from one scene...
.
..Mother...May I....Africa...say ....I....
I and I Jah know...
I'm just off on tangents.... low-key rambling...
rumbling in the jungle..
.but its more like gambling....
since the paint is peeling..
when the chips are down
tryna  lose all feeling.
Novocaine.... Novocaine....
Numb Me Now....