While I am serious- I do jam!! Was having a moment of reflection... all i could hear was my mom singing "be grateful" in my mynd's ear. I decided to play it for yall. This year might have been a doosey, but it was promised...to be bad or good. RAIN SHINE SLEET SNOW HURRICANE TYPHOON OR DROUGHT...I'm grateful! Love this lil place we call earth! Remember Perspective is EVERYTHING and NOTHING!!!
Lesbian Proliferation: Part 1. Multiply That we may multiply and be fruitful we produce more sonz and daughterz born unto motherz neva rocked by fatherz, and if by chance she held hiz hand he either fled or left long before hiz time just couldn't believe the pain inside wuz real just didn't believe a real man hurt so daddy either search in vain for that one thang that mad hiz thang thang feel complete and I stand here in my cargo shortz and beata thinkin I can be a betta man I can show him I ...
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Monologue on domynate womyn, studs, butches, ftm, mtf and birthrights Perspective is EVERYTHING and NOTHING!
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In this poem, I chose to liken relationships to a trapeze act and tight rope walking. One day, I was watching Cirque De Soul and thought about the beauty and the preciseness of the routine. I noticed the comfort and assuredness between the partners and how one miscalculation could disrrupt the rouine and injure the participants- love is just as delicate. Just because the "routine is over, it doesn't mean the two should just stop communicating-or else how will they learn to calculate for the ...
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Sumfin bout tha way u know, how to connect the metaphysical wit da intellectual, using the quintessential elementz of grammar, to hammer, to nail, the inner most partz of self to the cross, just to release, to relate, to get the wordz across. Like the heart beat of a drummer, beatin fast yet at a steady pace, it'z a race, for the hand to keep up with the mental'z pace. And even though some'z flow izn't az sweet some how or the otha, you manage to stay humble and meek. Out in the working ...
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I loc'd I loc'd and couldn't unlock you that had bound, palm rolled and twisted me. I loc'd and loved the beauty that became me, when you held these between your palmz. I loc'd and had the fortitude of having others, so I wouldn't have to battle rainy dayz, snow stormz, hot nightz on my own. together they bonded. together we bonded. I loc'd controlling that which desirerz no control, giving weight to that which has alwayz been a free flying soul. I loc'd you into me but right now this ...
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Had a talk with a friend one day about how self destructive she was to self. the conversation was beginning to rest gently into the relm of " I don't want to talk about this... I'm a victim. " I told her I refused to continue to treat her as such because it was time for healing to begin. She accepted the myntal and physical challenge presented to her and over came. When I reflected back on the experience, this is what I got.
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