Category Archives: Life.

Comments on Walking thru Fire or Banging Full Metal

I loathe the presence of a person who insist on complicating the simple. I abhor those who traffic in road blocks. For me that’s like a red flag to a bull. Continue reading

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The Lower Bottom Playaz; Full Metal

Advertisements Bullets are usually made of lead. If you cover a lead bullet with copper you get a Full Metal Jacket; an armor piercing projectile. It is our intention to wound you with art. You will leave feeling something. You  will be moved … Continue reading

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June 2011, & X @ 67

Advertisements June 2011   Superman went home followed by Geronimo Pratt Tears and struggle from Harlem to Tanzania Souls set free from heavy bodies X’s wisdom brightens the midnight sky in Babylon as we remember Sun Ra in the laughter … Continue reading

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A Poem for This Day — (General Poetics 2011)

Advertisements this day demanded a poem a free poem that dont cost nuthin and dont owe nobody a damn thing copy this left i give you the right this poem dont belong to a collection it belongs to itself and … Continue reading

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Sans Ports– (General Poetics 2011)

Advertisements learning to write after newports— one word at a time like the coffin I was building one smoke at a time u can’t have my rhymes quit to flow on learning after smoking is a long slow curve like … Continue reading

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That New Millennium Dime: Elders, Installment 10

Advertisements what u gon’ do w/mama/?/ what she do w/u /wipe yr nose & ass/ now u mad /wont be long b4 u gonna need yr ass wiped 2/ what u teach n ya’ kids/?/ /what u gon’ do w/ mama/?/ … 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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The Great American Divide

Divide: to cleave asunder.

We are united most by our acceptance of division. 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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