Category Archives: Craft

Blue Ball (From ‘That New Millennium Dime’)

Advertisements Blue Ball one ocean/one tree/one/u lookin for water/on the moon/on mars/yet u the one that poisoned the earths rivers/ fish in the lake/the ocean/full of antidepressants/ fantastic/ya dumb ass invented plastic spray more/harvest more clone it/they dont need to know make … Continue reading →

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That New Millennium Dime: War

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That New Millennium Dime: The Dime

That New Millennium Dime; a work that interrogates the dawn of a new century in America and the era of its first North American African president. Continue reading →

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt. 18

I create. That’s my religion. I am the builder in my parable of the builder. I have learned to make what I need. I have learned to build for the sake of building. I have discovered that I am increased even when the gardens are for others. I understand the moral in the parable of "The Parables of the Talents". Continue reading →

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt. 17

Rehearsal is like prayer. It is the highest form of artistic meditation. It is where the privilege of presenting is earned. Continue reading →

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Diary of a mad creative: I create therefore I am pt.16

I know how to make lemonade. Only I stop me. If you stand in the path you may get left on the side of the road or perhaps ran over. I drive to the hoop by nature. I look for the blessings, value my haters, and move in one direction, forward. Continue reading →

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt. 14

Advertisements If you don’t decide where you stand you won’t know why you fell down. I deal in mental groceries. I want to feed my congregation. I don’t do fluff and I ain’t trying to cross over. If you want … Continue reading →

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt. 13

Advertisements If it’s good make it better. There is no perfect; it’s just a direction we can walk in. Excellence. It’s an interesting word that begs the question according to whom to which I answer: Excelling to the degree that what is … Continue reading →

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Dairy of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am Pt. 12

Advertisements We are who we say we are. Standing in the footlights paving a road others can follow. We are on the top of the mountain looking around at the terrain we have traveled. We are all need rest like air but … Continue reading →

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt 11

Advertisements We were born last night. In the glare of the lights, on a beautiful set, with a packed house, during a balmy evening that was perfect for outdoor theater; we took our first steps. We stood and we walked. … Continue reading →

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