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ash.i.am

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Haiku Connection - This is It ! Posted: 11/24/2009 12:34:51 PM
I count my blessings new babies and friendships too "hey" to all of you ;)

ash.i.am

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WTF?!?!?! Posted: 11/24/2009 12:23:36 PM
(I forgot the smiley)

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WTF?!?!?! Posted: 11/24/2009 11:55:03 AM
A friend turned me on to a producer/beat maker called Nicolay....after listening to his beats all morning, this came outta my head...you, obviously being a fan of music of all sorts, should check him out...his sounds range from all sorts of genres and times...good stuff...anywhoo, I hope you don't mind me leaving this here.... Southern Discomfort yeah I grew up on the wrong side of the tracks and if I find myself attacked by one more white man or black woman or black man or white woman I may seriously have to reconsider my faith in man-kind they're messin' up my mind funkin' up my flow and, now, where do I go to be accepted not rejected nor having to prove that I have the right and the know-how to move where I want to. Yes....I'm talking to you and you and you Get off of me and just let me be... Open your eyes and start to see that "this" is what got us here in the first place. Indeed, it is a human race to see who can inflate their own ego the most we ALL spread butter on our toast in the same form and fashion. What happened to loving for the sake of passion? not gain bring on the rain so I can sit in it so I can sin in it so my friends can spin in it and soak it all in and wake up tomorrow and try again.

ash.i.am

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Abstract Rhythms Posted: 11/24/2009 10:52:22 AM
Generalize. (ize generally speaking of what I see) I need to stop making generalizations about the things around me. It's much more intricate than that... where's my magnifier at? my magnifier is my head....I'm off to read a book instead :)

ash.i.am

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Cathartic Expression of Authentic Self Posted: 11/24/2009 10:46:37 AM
What is this truth that you speak of? Julian is 6'4" and much, much heavier than he was in college. He works, now, for the city. He's saving to pay for his children's future knowledge. He likes an independant woman because he is a busy man, too. (and if you believe that.... then he just got you, too, boo) We have been talking, now, since May and it seems we could talk one another to death. He has never unbuttoned my pants, and therefore he hangs on to my every breath.... I have yet to meet his children, and this has won my utmost respect. Within his every action there is much thought, THAT I can detect. He has broken through my wall, very carefully, piece by piece. I have grown to care for this man because of the thoughts that he released. Seven months in the making, slow and steady....busy with life. There is one thing he failed to mention, and that, my dear, was his wife. He is not the first married man to approach me, and I can assure you he's not the last. Let me not fail to mention the cheating fiance' of my past. I have never married, nor dated, for money. I work hard to make my own. If this is what all 'good men' do, I would just as soon be alone. (the 17 year old mentioned above chalked this entire experience up to the fact that I date 'men of color'.....I'll send her your well wishes :))

ash.i.am

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Cathartic Expression of Authentic Self Posted: 11/23/2009 3:57:42 PM
Ugh.. 17 years old, and she tells me that it's the men that I choose afterall, coming from her perspective, none of us have anything to lose 17 years old, and she says that I am jaded because of truth that I speak when she thinks that every man she ever met really thought her giggle was really neat 17 years old and her wardrobe is worth more than my car and at 17 years of age, she's not worried about getting far.. At 17 years of age my budget included the oil to heat my home.. And, today, I just wish that this 17 year old would leave me the hell alone. (some days...the world just seems so unfair...and I let my feelings fly into the air) (I feel better now) :)

ash.i.am

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Head full of doubt, road full of promise ~ The Avett Brothers Posted: 11/18/2009 10:05:24 PM
There’s a darkness upon me that’s flooded in light In the fine print they tell me what’s wrong and what’s right And it comes in black and it comes in white And I’m frightened by those that don’t see it When nothing is owed or deserved or expected And your life doesn’t change by the man that’s elected If you’re loved by someone, you’re never rejected Decide what to be and go be it There was a dream and one day I could see it Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free it And there was a kid with a head full of doubt So I’ll scream til I die and the last of those bad thoughts are finally out There’s a darkness upon you that’s flooded in light And in the fine print they tell you what’s wrong and what’s right And it flies by day and it flies by night And I’m frightened by those that don’t see it There was a dream and one day I could see it Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free it And there was a kid with a head full of doubt So I’ll scream til I die and the last of those bad thoughts are finally out There was a dream and one day I could see it Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free it And there was a kid with a head full of doubt So I’ll scream til I die and the last of those bad thoughts are finally out There’s a darkness upon me that’s flooded in light In the fine print they tell me what’s wrong and what’s right There’s a darkness upon me that’s flooded in light And I’m frightened by those that don’t see it

ash.i.am

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DAILY QUOTES Posted: 11/18/2009 12:11:49 PM
“A beast does not know that he is a beast, and the nearer a man gets to being a beast, the less he knows it.” - George MacDonald “More than 90 percent of all the prisoners in our American prisons have been abused as children.” -John Powell

ash.i.am

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DAILY QUOTES Posted: 11/18/2009 11:24:31 AM
God "causes his sun to rise in the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous.." (Matthew 5:45)

ash.i.am

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DAILY QUOTES Posted: 11/18/2009 9:16:43 AM
Two truths glare at one another: 1-you can't live without trusting someone, and 2-you can't live without being betrayed. We live by faith.....Every day we make a wager of faith when we buy groceries or cross the street.. ~The Healing Path (by: Dan B. Allender, PH.D.)

ash.i.am

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What I'm thankful for today... Posted: 11/17/2009 9:25:41 PM
Fishing poles and rainbow rolls, dance floors, and kindred souls... the free meal that comes from working a double, big beers for small prices after a day full of trouble.. Granny was here to turn 75 today :) and I'm most thankful just be able to hear when you say words I'm thankful for yours and hers too and the silence that finds me when it's long overdue (like your random stuff up there fishouttaH2O...post #3 tickled me)

ash.i.am

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DAILY QUOTES Posted: 11/16/2009 7:27:31 AM
(that was a quote from Jesus mtnwildflower :) ) I've been a long time coming, and I'll be a long time gone. You've got your whole life to do something, and that's not very long. ~ Ani Difranco

ash.i.am

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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/11/2009 1:59:02 PM
Disembark from dark or you will never waken pull your mind from the time never to be taken we....left free....but not forsaken you can find light in the night if u look at it right for, what does it mean to dream, if we never chase it a thought...no longer sought....all hope: erase it lessons learned...and burned...bittersweet if you taste it I can promise, if you're still here, left in you there's a fight (Im luvin' the helloutta your stuff I'm finding randomly, here and otherwise, Iceaxe)

ash.i.am

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DAILY QUOTES Posted: 11/11/2009 1:03:17 PM
In the beginning of a change, the patriot is a scarce man, and brave, and hated and scorned. When his cause succeeds, the timid join him, for then it costs nothing to be a patriot. ~Mark Twain, Notebook, 1935 It is easy to take liberty for granted, when you have never had it taken from you. ~Author unknown, sometimes attributed to M. Grundler (BIG, tight hugs and thanks to all you vets out there!)

ash.i.am

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I don't care what you write...... Posted: 11/10/2009 7:10:53 PM
Pardon me....I got lost...(the following is a fine illustration of why it's a damn good thing I don't care what I write either ) Black.. were the eyes of a deer that I bumped into to share a moment of silence.. well....actually....a few on a mountain top where all the world would stop. where all the whirrled would stop. and hold me in it's breath bearing witness to the death of previous ways and lazy days with eyes wide open lungs expanding...no longer choking... On the taste of change. Isn't it strange? To think of what that deer has been through... To think we are running, and hiding, and eating too... And there's a fish out there that changes sex when it's mate dies.. And is then followed by the harem, although it was previously one of the wives.... Swimming Upstream Living in The In-Between when what I would really rather do is get lost in the view of the black and the endless eyes of the friendless dear

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I don't care what you write...... Posted: 11/10/2009 6:12:25 PM
I'll second that opinion 'Tropical'.....that write takes you with it...thx, wildflower...Iceaxe, it's a pleasure to see you 'round these parts...s,been far too long...(you too Rose!!! thx!) Blueglove....I'm glad that you find peace...AND that you decided to stop by.. And TNT, I thanked you on your thread....and in re-reading that, I thank you again....hugs....writes such as those serve as awesome reminders for those days when u need it.... Had to at least acknowledge that I'd read those....I usually try to accompany any responses and such with a poem.....but...well...some days the words just aren't there...and I kept waiting...and they never came...oh well...I suppose sometimes silence is nice too right?... I guess I'm gonna go with the original 'idea' of the thread and try and 'steal' a line and see what I can come up with... (I absolutlely don't mean that to be condescending, I'm just reverting back to plan 'A'...but plan 'B' suits me just fine too) ash

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Haiku Connection - This is It ! Posted: 10/28/2009 10:23:38 AM
for the next pocket pull a coin or a token from inside the ear

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Haiku Connection - This is It ! Posted: 10/28/2009 9:52:19 AM
cookies at Christmas anticipation of guest children at their best hey JuJu...rose...and errbody else too

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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 10/27/2009 11:37:43 PM
Keep on learning the world's turning, still no matter which direction there's always a hill the hill has two sides, a resting spot, or two soak in the scene enjoy the view ;) (going with the flow here...and there)

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~lost in thought or flight of fancy~ Posted: 10/27/2009 10:46:30 PM
sweetly i dream of here and now not forever and this dream-like state proved that the grass was just as green when our feet were planted there hopes mixed with gratitude between the toes of a rose and the ashes of the past breathed hope into the air... we stood there, steadfast I liked that, there, Rose... (feeling a little better...thanx for the 'mom-like' advice ;)) Love ya bunches

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The Train Journey....the freedom express... Posted: 10/27/2009 6:33:39 AM
Hey you... Jeeze...I don't know what to say besides " thank you so much"... A vote of confidence never hurt anyone...yanno?....my creative side is drowning in fluid consumption and fever right now, so I'm not gonna attempt a poetic reply, for now...but, I really appreciate it, TNT...I always enjoy the flow of your writes...and your unique voice :) I hope this finds you having a most awesome day! Do they have a quarantine section on the train....I'm just here for the ride...and I promise I'll wear one of those mask thingies...

ash.i.am

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Haiku Connection - This is It ! Posted: 10/26/2009 9:58:09 AM
story of my life written in chalk on sidewalks pain and glory be

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John Denver ~ Take Me Home Country Road Posted: 10/26/2009 9:25:35 AM
Almost heaven, west virginia Blue ridge mountains Shenandoah river - Life is old there Older than the trees Younger than the mountains Growin like a breeze Country roads, take me home To the place I belong West virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads All my memories gathered round her Miners lady, stranger to blue water Dark and dusty, painted on the sky Misty taste of moonshine Teardrops in my eye Country roads, take me home To the place I belong West virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads I hear her voice In the mornin hour she calls me The radio reminds me of my home far away And drivin down the road I get a feelin That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday Country roads, take me home To the place I belong West virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads Country roads, take me home To the place I belong West virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads Take me home, now country roads Take me home, now country roads Words and music by bill danoff, taffy nivert and john denver

ash.i.am

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I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/26/2009 5:24:30 AM
Jamesless, poetry man, Weee, pearl, windswept, fishouttaH2O: thank you for stoppin' through...pearl, writing from your heart can help you heal, and others as well...so, write on, and don't worry about what anyone else thinks..... Sorry to make it so short...but I've got the flu and my brain hurts...(don't freak out on me, you can't catch it over the Internet!)... Hash! What it do, boo ? ;) Other than this sickness I'm finer than a frog hair split 2 ways....Colo-friggin-rado? Definately not the guy next door, now....call me...we need to catch up...soo much has changed here, too these chills feels like Braille in Hell. electrolyte overdose I wanna feel well my mind says one thing my body says another it's times like these I really want my mother

ash.i.am

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Papa Was a Rolling Stone ~ The Temptations Posted: 10/25/2009 12:52:54 PM
(this one just had me dancing at the coffee pot...it always makes me at least tap my feet and dance in my seat a little......feeling you on some Ben Harper up there Rose!!!) It was the third of September. That day I'll always remember, yes I will. 'Cause that was the day that my daddy died. I never got a chance to see him. Never heard nothing but bad things about him. Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth. And Mama just hung her head and said, "Son, Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was alone." "Papa was a rolling stone, my son. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was alone." Well, well Hey Mama, is it true what they say, that Papa never worked a day in his life? And Mama, some bad talk going around town saying that Papa had three outside children and another wife. And that ain't right. Hey, talk about Papa doing some store front preaching. Talked about saving souls and all the time leeching. Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord. Mama just hung her head and said, "Papa was a rolling stone, my son. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was alone." "Hey, Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was alone." Ugh Hey Mama, I heard Papa called himself a jack of all trades. Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave? Folks say Papa would beg, borrow, steal to pay his bills. Hey Mama, folks say that Papa was never much on thinking. Spent most of his life chasing women and drinking. Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth. And Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said, "Son, Papa was a rolling stone. (Well, well, well, well) Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was alone, lone, lone, lone, alone." "Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was alone." "I said, Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was alone."

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I don't care what you write... Posted: 10/24/2009 12:52:19 PM
hey, you're welcome Unrelenting Tenacity...so glad I could stir such a memory :) Welcome Mtn. Wildflower...I absolutely loved that last write...thank you for stopping in! 60to70: glad to see you stop through...I've enjoyed your writes from a distance for quite some time :) I wonder... if my grandmother felt so great,great,great when she was purchased as a bride and a farmers wife was made her fate... I wonder if the Irish woman in me would be killed by the Indian just the same, If it meant she could live a little easier, and not only lift up, but preserve her name. Cowboys and Indians Christians, Muslims, and Jews: I wonder how we'd all feel if we traded feet and shoes. Probably bout the same as we feel right now... It's amazing what we forget so quickly, somehow.

ash.i.am

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Haiku Connection - This is It ! Posted: 10/22/2009 10:24:41 PM
So suffocating it seemed the air was standing still waiting for chill

ash.i.am

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crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/22/2009 9:45:45 PM
Heeey Floating Down the River...gladja found your keys ;) I swear cats are smarter than they let on most of the time.....I think they COULD fetch, they just don't want too...this is the first time I've had an indoor cat, so it's entertaining to say the least.. And Weeee, thank you for appreciating my voice...and for reading my stuff :) Hope this finds you all well...no writes here...I'm hungover from a nap...

ash.i.am

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DAILY QUOTES Posted: 10/21/2009 10:48:29 AM
If I have seen a little further it is by standing on the shoulders of giants. ~ Sir Isaac Newton

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Haiku Connection - This is It ! Posted: 10/21/2009 10:40:38 AM
Winds howl through the trees yet another day to seize with hoodie in hand Hey y'all :)

ash.i.am

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DAILY QUOTES Posted: 10/14/2009 12:06:47 PM
“Freedom is for honest people. No man who is not himself honest can be free – he is his own trap.” ~ L. Ron Hubbard

ash.i.am

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crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/13/2009 8:11:28 PM
Hey thanx :) That's awesome that you could 'feel me' on that one....I appreciate the props

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I don't care what you write... Posted: 10/13/2009 7:27:52 PM
Perusing through tombstones with ghost-like impressions, the spirit hears the colors of my darkest confessions.. Restful sleep in this realm finds me, randomly, surprised. I've gotten used to the weights pulling at the light in my eyes. Aww Manny...it's soo good to see you! I'm loving the new faces the writes they're dropping off, too...

ash.i.am

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crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/13/2009 6:44:40 PM
[the roomate's cat] Leo dislikes oranges Yet he stalks me walking from kitchen to couch...weaving between feet. (it's as if I'm his best friend and he is beyond glad to see me) Before the time of holding food his company was ghost. Curiosity had better kill this cat Before I do [or he kills me] :) I kid ...I love that damn cat...he thinks he's a dog..

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crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/13/2009 6:17:09 PM
In silence there is wisdom there is life there is death Silence is not silence when one stops listening to their breath (abstract rhythms)

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crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/13/2009 6:15:31 PM
Ike would love to love me. I love to braid his hair. He sits between my legs, as we share a blunt, and pretend like we don't care. I would love to love him. He loves the way that I make him feel. But he has this issue with understanding that when you love, you love furreal. In the midst of our confusion. In the midst of all our knowing. The walls are up....we know what's up, but, regardless, our love is growing. (Ethics and surpressed desires...feel free to express)

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crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/13/2009 6:11:40 PM
Trulio ~ welcome ...thx...would that be bitter sweet or just sweetness ? Depends on the grapes I suppose ;) E ~ now there's another way to view it .... sits a little differently ... thanx ...really JuJu ~ I see you know all about that "mean" time too... S'good to see you both here :) Love was a backhanded compliment that left a bruise there on my face... A remedy for such a bruise was found, with time, in insecure space. My first chosen love wasn't love at all. It was a dependance that felt like a drug. The second love, strength of self, was found in the heart of a thug. The third love was found, as I wandered around and drank from the hands that were willing. It felt less like a charm, much more like harm.. a young woman was what I was killing. The next love I would find would blow my mind. It was from a man who had been bruised as well. He dressed my wounds, sang heartfelt tunes, and taught me of what life could be, minus the hell. The final love, as I was guided from above, found me in the company of one I didn't know. This girl was me...that I learned to love, you see.. and from that, I continue to grow. (My useless, pointless and poetry that is bad thread)

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My useless, pointless and poetry that is bad thread Posted: 10/13/2009 4:30:18 PM
Loved your painting of the city....I'd be interested to hear your description upon living there for awhile..1- b/c you're a good story teller and 2-b/c the bittersweet beauty of it abounds and constantly catches one by surprise...it grows on you anyways.......loved post #4 ....it hit the spot on this beautiful, cool fall eve....and the following just made me giggle: They fight more than the folks at an Italian family reunion And trust me that is not a slam against Italians If there are any Italians out there reading this You know what I am talking about I have Italian friends and I know Heck now that I think about Maybe they fight more than my family at a Thanksgiving get together And no I'm not Italian that I know of But maybe down the road somewhere Maybe a a couple hundred years ago There must be a possibility that we have Italian ancestry Because we could give any Italian family a run for the money I'm pretty sure about it ... Just kidding ..please do continue to share...

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crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/11/2009 10:18:00 PM
finishing with a Haiku...then off to bed a soltary glass catching rays through the window throwing light around

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crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/11/2009 10:13:58 PM
please keep in mind that these writes were written at different times..pertain to different situations...and can't always be taken at face value....not really sure why I explain myself sometimes, though...in the words of Andre' 3000 : "speaches only reaches those who already know about it "...anywhoo..moving right along.. We began to see, tucked away within each new day, the reasons why we had found each other to begin with... and it was a most beautiful thing, this push to that pull.. making love until our eyes were full.. and tired. It left more to be desired and yet was too much to inhale and still sublime There would come a time to do without it... and we would feel our way through..but it was not yet time ..the things that make you the happiest can hurt you the most.. It was all a part of living - to this I'll raise a toast. (I don't care what you write..)

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crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/11/2009 10:07:23 PM
Give me a reason to love you Give me some room to grow and bleed Give me just one reason why I should let you steal my need. Take this hand and help me play it Take these cards and show me, still Why I should hand over all my chips And bank on something that I can't feel. Or touch... Never really mattered near as much... As sight... I'm throwing in the cards tonight. (Cathartic expression of authentic self)

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crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/11/2009 9:49:47 PM
enjoying the words that i've found here, ladies....that cave can be sorta scary and sorta lovely all at the same time, can't it Wee?...Brizo, even the darned computers at the library had 'social sites' blocked (to prevent virus' and such I suppose)....as for the write that you left, as we send our wishes out they do eventually get answered, eh?...I thought it quite inspiring within mu own heart that post#729 was the last thing that I had left here, considering the changes that have occured since....as for 'owning it' : I couldn't agree more....TrueBlue: it can be tough in this wild world, and I'm most thankful for the friends I've found along the way, too...thanx for stopping by.. The following is a fine illustration of a woman going against her gut...thinking she's running shit...and finding out otherwise...funny how these things creep up on you while they're screaming at you...as for the words of advice mentioned in this write...they came from someone much older than me...but, I do not want to resort to 'the game'...it's just not my 'thing'...I prefer going with my gut AND keeping it real... the smirk in his eyes made vomit crawl up the back up my throat. (it was enough to make any woman, with enough experience,want to throw up her lunch) and those precisely placed sweet nothings and kisses damn sure packed a mean punch in the gut that had been screaming all along he was the kind of man that made a woman want to leave while the definition of his muscles made her panties a little wetter, the sort of man that you would chase around and try to tame until you were old enough to know better.. you see, men such as these spring traps between the 'woods' and somewhere in there a woman can get lost in between the 'shouldnt's and the 'shoulds'... I'll pass on these words that a friend told me, so you can't say that I never told you: If you plan on using a man only for sex, you NEVER let him hold you. (abstract rhythms)

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don't recall.. tell you in a tab click Posted: 10/8/2009 11:27:10 PM
Had the playlist on shuffle..this one popped up...a cool little tune Horse With No Name ~ America On the first part of the journey I was looking at all the life There were plants and birds and rocks and things There was sand and hills and rings The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz And the sky with no clouds The heat was hot and the ground was dry But the air was full of sound Ive been through the desert on a horse with no name It felt good to be out of the rain In the desert you can remember your name cause there aint no one for to give you no pain La, la ... After two days in the desert sun My skin began to turn red After three days in the desert fun I was looking at a river bed And the story it told of a river that flowed Made me sad to think it was dead You see Ive been through the desert on a horse with no name It felt good to be out of the rain In the desert you can remember your name cause there aint no one for to give you no pain La, la ... After nine days I let the horse run free cause the desert had turned to sea There were plants and birds and rocks and things There was sand and hills and rings The ocean is a desert with its life underground And a perfect disguise above Under the cities lies a heart made of ground But the humans will give no love You see Ive been through the desert on a horse with no name It felt good to be out of the rain In the desert you can remember your name cause there aint no one for to give you no pain La, la ...

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Abstract Rhythms Posted: 10/4/2009 1:07:33 AM
In silence there is wisdom there is life there is death Silence is not silence when one stops listening to their breath

ash.i.am

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Brizo's poems Posted: 10/4/2009 12:35:58 AM
I never listened.. and wandered much like my mother did. It figures.. after all, I am her kid. ;)

ash.i.am

Joined: 8/14/2008

Msg: 740 (view)

crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/4/2009 12:20:45 AM
he's got hair down past his chin while bones are showing...there's no teeth when he grins shuffling over to the trash can just to see what was for dinner...he could care less about me or you or about what those other people do we ponder about whether we're more saints or sinners and about whether our children are advanced beginners ...he's not quite sure where he's sleeping this winter.. hey homeless man How did you get here and where are you going? What's the definition of nowhere? Are we better off not knowing? (The Cookie Jar) *watsup Weeee (please don't change your name again...it sooo suits you and you're soo stuck with it in my mind, lol)...yes ma'am the working world can wear you thin...I am blessed with the ability to work only one, again, for now...I have seen through your pics that you find time to rest, and I'm glad.....speaking of those pics, you're shining bright and looking beautiful babe...thanx for stopping in:)

ash.i.am

Joined: 8/14/2008

Msg: 739 (view)

crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/4/2009 12:04:49 AM
It would never go away. That voice in my mind telling me yelling at me.. informing me that I would have a big ass just like my mother and I would never find another man that would love me for the mess that I had become.. nevermind that I was dumb.. I had become numb. Granted I had progressed from drug dealing and addiction I was cursed with this affliction in my heart.. and I don't even know where to start to tell you ...how afraid I am that I would fail you. I've come a long way since 'then' but it's a constant struggle within Just to ignore that voice and keep moving and not worry about who was approving of the life I'd chosen to live of the time I hadn't chosen to give to being lost. You can dress me up in stilettos and put different colors in my hair Watch me walk into a room and pretend to own it....appearing not to care, but there's still a young girl in there... who wakes up some days...fighting for air. (Are you strong enough to bleed and love..)

ash.i.am

Joined: 8/14/2008

Msg: 737 (view)

crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/3/2009 11:59:35 PM
where is the moon tonight? nowhere to be found behind the clouds...not visible naked vision falls to the ground blades if grass growing in countless directions the dew has settled on the cars the moon works it's magic, still when we cannot see the stars (The Moon)

ash.i.am

Joined: 8/14/2008

Msg: 736 (view)

crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/3/2009 11:56:32 PM
Welp. Re-visited this thread today To peruse through thoughts of previous days Visitors, I'm sorry you were left unattended I was working 3 jobs and moved...please don't be offended 2 roommates were aquired...but no net was bought so in my short visits over the months, others words and threads were sought I had left this thread behind, too, because I felt I had changed but this is still home...and I am still strange ;) I welcome you all...and leave the past behind and look forward to sharing words of the poetic kind Brizo, Rose, Cookiemonster, Transcend, Erik,Nothin2it (where have you wandered off to?): thank you for checking in...I appreciate your words...and, again, I'm sorry that it has taken so long for me to get back here and read what you had left...the computers in the offices here don't allow visits to social sites, so when I visited randomly over the past few months I was trying to enjoy others' threads and writes...and didn't really think to come here b/c I had no time to share... I've acquired a phone that allows me to do such now...so I'll try not to be so rude again.. hope this finds you all well...I reckon ima bring a few home..

ash.i.am

Joined: 8/14/2008

Msg: 8521 (view)

The Perfect Space ~ The Avett Brothers Posted: 10/2/2009 10:06:38 PM
Album: I And Love And You Year: 2009 Title: The Perfect Space I wanna have friends that I can trust, that love me for the man I've become not the man I was. I wanna have friends that will let me be all alone when being alone is all that I need. I wanna fit in to the perfect space, feel natural and safe in a volatile place. And I wanna grow old without the pain, give my body back to the earth and not complain. Will you understand when I am too old of a man? And will you forget when we have paid our debt who did we borrow from? Who did we borrow from? Okay part two now clear the house. The party's over take the shouting and the people, get out! I have some business and a promise that I have to hold to. I do not care what you assume or what the people told you. Will you understand, when I am too old of a man? Will you forget when we have paid our debts, who did we borrow from? Who did borrow from? I wanna have pride like my mother has, And not like the kind in the bible that turns you bad. And I wanna have friends that I can trust, that love me for the man I've become and not the man that I was

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