Saturday, July 31, 2010


The perfect alignment in life is not about learning how to balance your past and your future. Its not about knowing how to communicate your emotions properly to your mate. Or absorbing the lesson from your professor in order to understand your ideal career. None of that truly matters. The perfect alignment is first in reality. In the present. In the now. In this moment that is slowly passing, as another approaches, its the cultivation of my words as I think, I create, I make new slowly become old. The alignment is within. That is the perfect place.
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Wednesday, July 28, 2010


sometimes the words left unspoken mean the most
and the thoughts never acted on
erase memories
that could have lived.

dont hesistate to be you!

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

retrospect for life #common #laurynhill

Yo we gotta start respectin life more y'all
You look at your brother man you gotta see yourself
Gotta see the God within him
Brothers gettin changed real quick over nothin
We losin too many of ours
Gotta recreate y'all
Yo check it

Knowin you the best part of life do I have the right to take yours
Cause I created you irresponsibly
Subconciously knowin the act I was a part of
The start of somethin, I'm not ready to bring into the world
Had myself believin I was sterile
I look into mother's stomach, wonder if you are a boy or a girl
Turnin this woman's womb into a tomb
But she and I agree, a seed we don't need
You would've been much more than a mouth to feed
But someone, I woulda fed this information I read
to someone, my life for you I woulda had to leave
Instead I lead you to death
I'm sorry for takin your first breath, first step, and first cry
But I wasn't prepared mentally nor financially
Havin a child shouldn't have to bring out the man in me
Plus I wanted you to be raised within a family
I don't wanna, go through the drama of havin a baby's momma
Weekend visits and buyin J's ain't gon' make me a father
For a while bearing a child is somethin I never wanted to do
For me to live forever I can only do that through you
Nerve I got to talk about them niggaz with a gun
Must have really thought I was God to take the life of my son
I could have sacrificed goin out
To think my homies who did it I used to joke about, from now on
I'ma use self control instead of birth control
Cause $315 ain't worth your soul
$315 ain't worth your soul
$315 ain't worth it

[Lauryn Hill (two layers of vocals, same words)]
I, never dreamed you'd leave, in summer
You said you would be here when it rained
[Common] Yo
Why didn't you stay

Seeing you as a present and a gift in itself
You had our child in you, I probably never feel what you felt
But you dealt with it like the strong black woman you are
Through our trials and tribulations, child's elimination
An intergration of thoughts I feel about the situation
Back and forth my feelings was pacin
Happy deep down but not joyed enough to have it
But even that's a lie in less than two weeks, we was back at it
Is this unprotected love or safe to say it's lust
Bustin, more than the sweat in somebody you trust
Or is it that we don't trust each other enough
And believe, havin this child'll make us have to stay together
Girl I want you in my life cause you have made it better
Thinkin we all in love cause we can spend a day together
We talkin spendin the rest of our lives
It's too many black women that can say they mothers
but can't say that they wives
I wouldn't chose any other to mother my understanding
But I want our Parenthood to come from Planning
It's so much in my life that's undone
We gotta see eye to eye, about family, before we can become one
If you had decided to have it the situation I wouldn't run from
But I'm walkin, findin myself in my God
So I can, discipline my son with my writin
Not have a judge tellin me how and when to raise my seed
Though his death was at our greed, with no one else to blame
I had a book of Afrikan names, case our minds changed
You say your period hasn't came, and lately I've been sleepy
So quit smokin the weed and the beadies and let's have this boy

[Lauryn Hill]
I, never dreamed you'd leave in summer
You said you would be here when it rained
You said you would be here when it rained
Ohh I, never dreamed you'd leave in summer
Now the situation's made things change
Things change
Why, didn't you stay
Why didn't you stay...
I, never dreamed you'd leave, in summer
In summer
You said you would be here when, it rained
When it rained, it rained
Ohhhohh I, never dreamed, you'd leave in summer
You said you wouldn't leave
Now the situation's made things change
Things change, why didn't you stay?
Stay, stay stay stay stay stay stay
Mmmmm, stayyy
Ohh why didn't you stay..


‎​Your spirit is beautiful. I'm thankful for the space and environment to exchange such words, to create such energy, and to imagine such thoughts. Merely their existence alone is enough. The physical completion of such desires will be an extension of the gift of the present.
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Sunday, July 25, 2010

I love clouds..

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Lost River: Gorges and Caves ( NH)

While working at this boarding school in New Hampshire I have blessed to be surrounded by a beautiful environment and be able to explore some cool field trips. This past weekend I went to Woodstock, NH to walk the Lost River Trails. The Lost River is the story of 2 men finding a river that was worn away over time, through corrosion fallen boulders have created caves, and has now become series of small streams. We walked a boardwalk of stairs and stops to observe the forest and natural creations. I took a few pictures...
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Friday, July 23, 2010

Last Book I Read

The Diving Bell and Butterfly by Jean-Dominique Bauby

A poetic and frank memoir of all sorts. Bauby suffered a stroke in 1995 that left him completely paralyzed. The only movement he could do was blink and sometimes move his head. After waking up from a month long coma, Bauby explores what its like to live his "new" life. As he travels to a place of freedom of the conscience more so now than the body. He writes about the food he misses, the joy and sadness of fathers day, the scene in Paris, the orderlies in the hospital, his countless vacations as his mind drifts to other places. He explains how he wrote the book by using the french alphabet according to frequency, and blinking when it was the correct letter. The book was published just two days before his death.

I found this book to serve as a reminder for me to appreciate the tiny things a lot more than I do. The mere essence of creating such a upfront and poetically descriptive work through the movement of one's eye lash is remarkable.

If you need help refocusing or tunnelling in on those things you make take for granted, please pick up this book. It was a great, smooth, and short read that can easily be completed in a few hours, but leave a lasting affect.
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The Beauty of the Mind

i am fascinated by philosophy because it pushes our minds to think about ideals in a different way. to look beyond the surface. to appreciate every little thing,the known, the unknown, the seen, the unforeseen, the absence and the apparent.

the meditations of marcus aurelius has been in my hands for the last few days. it first touched my soul when i heard a quote by him on law and order. oddly enough, the historian in me went to work, researching who he was and and his writings.

the meditations is a assortment of 12 essays. each essay consists of various thoughts, private beliefs, philosophies, and lessons learned throughout Marcus Aurelius rule as emperor in Rome.

i have posted 2 of his quotes prior to this.

here are a few more from my readings today:

" why should a man have apprehension about the change and dissolution of all the elements?" II,17.

' we are daily nearer to death" III,1

" do not waste the remainder of thy life in thoughts about others, when thou doest not refer thy thoughts to some object of common utility. " III,4

" for the man who is such and no longer delays being among the number of the best, is like a priest and minister of the gods, using the [deity] which is planted within him, which makes the man unconfined by pleasure, unharmed by any pain, untouched by insult, feeling no wrong a fighter in the noblest fight, one who cannot be overpowered by any passion, dyed deep with justice accepting with all his soul everything which happens and is assigned to him as his portion; and not often nor yet without great necessity and dor the general interest, imagining what another days, does, or thinks. " III, 4.

" a man must stand erect, not be kept erect by others." III.5

" every man lives only this present time, which is an indivisible point, and that all the rest of his life is either past of it is uncertain." III, 10

" they know not how many things are signified by the words stealing, sowing, buying, keeping, quiet, seeing what out to be done; for this is not effect by the eyes, ut another kind of vision. " III, 17

if you love these quotes invest in the book!

Thursday, July 22, 2010

always a reminder...

"Be (Intro)"

I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left
I'm talking Malcom, Coltrane, my man Yusef
Through death through conception
New breath and resurrection
For moms, new steps in her direction
In the right way
Told inside is where the fight lay
And everything a nigga do may not be what he might say
Chicago nights stay, stay on the mind
But I write many lives and lay on these lines
Wave the signs of the times
Many say the grind's on the mind
Shorties blunted-eyed and everyone wanna rhyme
Bush pushing lies, killers immortalized
We got arms but won't reach for the skies
Waiting for the Lord to rise
I look into my daughter's eyes
And realize that I'm gonna learn through her
The Messiah, might even return through her
If I'm gonna do it, I gotta change the world through her
Furs and a Benz, gramps wantin 'em
Demons and old friends, pops they hauntin' him
The chosen one from the land of the frozen sun
When drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones
Walk like warriors, we were never told to run
Explored the world to return to where my soul begun
Never looking back or too far in front of me
The present is a gift
and I just wanna BE

Wednesday, July 21, 2010


You are not my muse.
You never have been.
I don't start pieces with you in thought.
The emotions guide me where I land.
Don't give yourself so much credit.
Especially if I am not giving it too.
The wind has swept me away.
The seasons are changing.
The has beens are becoming yesterdays news.
Check your expiration date.
I don't drink milk anyways.
Spilled or not.

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Monday, July 19, 2010


When you wake up in the morning, tell yourself: The people I deal with today will be meddling, ungrateful, arrogant, dishonest, jealous, and surly. They are like this because they can't tell good from evil. But I have seen the beauty of good, and the ugliness of evil, and have recognized that the wrong doer has a nature related to my own—not of the same blood or birth, but the same mind, and possessing a share of the divine. (Marcus Aurelius)
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Marcus Aurelius : Meditations


Never regard something as doing you good if it makes you betray a trust or lose your sense of shame or makes you show hatred, suspicion, ill-will or hypocrisy or a desire for things best done behind closed doors.
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Friday, July 16, 2010


This year is/has been about me. My number one goal personally has been to spend some time working on my book....I've been writing for a long time. Last year I spent the summer typing, and compiling some of my pieces that are in internet land. I have yet to finish typing everything. But I have printed out what's compiled so far. Organized everything. And ta-da! Its been helping to keep me busy while in New Hampshire, while I pick my favorites, edit, and brainstorm new inventions!

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Sunday, July 11, 2010

Thank You!

Thank you. Two words that mean the most and often go unsaid. You have managed to capture my smile. Working your way into my day, you seemed to have traveled with me. Understanding me for who I am, and not who you need/want me to be. Seeing my words as expressions, moving each alphabet with me. Thank you. For listening, for talking, for keeping me, when I didn't need keeping. You have seen every cloud with me. We have found a trinity within our mysteries. Bridged a gap between our infinities. I just want you to know I see you from a far. And everyday, I'm thankful!
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Gibberish VII

‎​Tell how u spell ambition backwards? Or love in motion? How bout that special thing we have? That makes it worth it? who is destiny's parents!? When does certainty find a destination. What if chance never tried life. I probably would have never met you! Lucky woke the day we connected. I intend to feed him caffeine pills mixed with intent. Stirring inspiration. I must have this everyday.
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One Day Roadtrip

Stuck in New Hampshire for the last few weeks has almost drove me crazy. I haven't drove my car in two weeks. Although I am having a great time teaching and fun with my students, its just been an adjustment for me to make. The scenery and land around me is beautiful- check the other pics. But this was my first weekend off! So I planned to go to Boston and get away! Never been before, so I was a bit bummed when I checked the weather report and saw it was to rain all weekend. Didn't stop me from driving tho... But here is a pic of the flood around where I was parked...its stormed constantly for like 3 hours before letting up. By then I was exhausted and ready to head back to NH.
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Driving Round Boston

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Always Makes Me Smile

On my way back from Boston.... I snatched a few pictures while driving. Enjoy.

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Friday, July 9, 2010

Recap>>>>>> TASER

Taser While Black:2009

Suddenly seen as escape goats
Sparsely filled rags
Full life size
Imitation of life like
With Eyes on the prize type
Tom moved swift
New invention
Shooting flesh
Without leaving holes
Volts replaced bullets
Animals clothed
January 9th
Derrick Jones
Martinsville Virginia

Hunters hunting game
Seeking salute
Collecting priceless ivory
Tally mark
One death per week this year
February 13th
37 years in
Rudolph Byrd

As “Peace officers”
Show off their new pieces
Target practice
On the backs of blacks
Trying to get the highest score
Of torture and execute the harmless
Not responding quickly
Marcus d. Moore, forty,
Freeport Illinois
March 26th

Facts of creation
’69 to aim shots
Since 1974, they practiced
Hit miss
Below centre mass
Stimulating sensory nerve s
Palpating hearts
Seeking brains the wiz never gave
Sweet sixteen
Robert Mitchell
Hit Detroit streets
April 10th

Thomas A. Swift electric rifle
Split seconds erupts currents
Incapacitating muscles and strength
They blamed faulty batteries on Rodney king
Riots produced
It took 5 seconds past minutes
To Spark hate
Disposable camera’s recycled
Captured deaths on voltage
Another slain
Salem Oregon
Gregory Rold
May 23rd

It’s the
21st century lynching
Slaying 3 headed monsters
Lose limbs left lifeless
Scarecrow like
Without reload
Highly praised
Without price
How much does it cost?
Only all civil liberties
June 13, Dwight Madison, 48, Maryland
July 2nd, Roy McKenzie, 25, Cali
August 14th Hakim Jackson, 31, Philly
Either one could have been me
Without reload.

And so as Tom aims to hunt elephants
In the mother land
He inspires
Jack Cover,
NASA researcher to probe deaths into formulation
Another slain not by gunfire
Left uncounted
Yuceff W. Young
Age 21
Brooklyn Ohio
September 19th.

All at the hands
Tom A. Swift’s electric rifle

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Scraps #2

The world spins on its tippy toes.
While you stand still
Watching the empty souls wander
Jumping galaxies, chasing sanity.
Everything is moving
Except for you
Everyone is changing
What will you do?
No time for observation
You have scrutinized to many
When will you learn
To jive and move.

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Wednesday, July 7, 2010

A Canvas

Your worthy
Paint you with historical relevance
Color you camouflage
Clothed with artifacts
Adinkra symbols
Egyptian metaphors
You speak silently
No need for explanation
Your existence is art.
A canvas.
Cocoa butter complexion
The background of perfection.
Your open to growth.
Never declining advancement.
You are my hidden treasure.
Every curve,each inch
Freedom is your blueprint.
My skin.
A canvas.
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Sky in New Hampshire

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Monday, July 5, 2010

Gibberish VI

Let me do mathematics on your skin.
figure out the surface area.
Hover over each inch,
redefining my unit of measure with kisses.
With intent,
knowing that if I an unlock your miseries and tunnel your motivations
into one area- I will win.
A treasure chest full of gold.
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Sunday, July 4, 2010

Gibberish IV

‎​You must understand how in love I am with expression
‎​Even some of the cruelest, most evil, things when sometimes aren't appropriate, still cannot be placed in containment
‎​We must always learn to express ourselves,
the letters are only useful when they unite
‎​The words only make sense when they fellowship
‎​The sentences only have weight if I place them on a scale
‎​I can never truly hate some one for speaking,
for I word rather them be honest, then mute and
untrue To themselves and others- that's more harmful!
‎​I like all the facts,the emotions, emoticons, the phrases, punctuations, show me your colors,
let them shine and blend-
I would rather see your truths
and love u for them-
then to hate you for your lies
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Thursday, July 1, 2010


As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, they are not certain, and as far as they are certain, they do not refer to reality. Albert Einstein
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