Today I let a tree grow inside my head.
It branched into the depths of my subconscious,
splintering the solitude of synapses
in a particularly green fashion.
And then it spoke love,
in a way that only something
bent on growth
could ever utter such words.
First in the rustling of the leaves,
that scratched and scraped
the walls of my mind,
they said, "For the Love..."
Then the pocked and imperfect roots
raised their voice.
They weeded themselves into the
Modula Oblongata
From the subconscious… Continue
I am a vandal of life...my wife was pencil til the day scritch scratchin on blank white sheet didnt have the heat.
divorce now my voice is hoarse. how am i to find a new love for my time above?...I met her in a social place paint clashes with board. I remeber the way i held her in hand...suddenly them sands of time were full of ryhme.
...I ran with here, every step...i heard a click clack, as i whipped her out my black nap sack, i hear loud sirens where ever we go. people say your only trouble b… Continue
Wednesday 11/04, live and in full effect it's
Afro-Punk Presents:
Saul Williams & Guests
"The Niggy Tardust Experience"
featuring Saul Williams
with CX KiDTRONiK & Diallo
and Earl Greyhound
@ The Loft
1374 W. Peachtree St.
Atlanta, GA.
8:00pm on Wed, 11/4 Continue
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Situational pull towards the unknown factor
Of two people confused and subdued
Chaotic randomness in absolute order
Working with oddly fused fate
Bringing two opposites into one flow
Ever waiting for this shift to change
Up and down, down and up
Left and right, where to go?
A rollercoaster of subtle love
Where nothing is wrong
While all is one string away
From falling apart
Acceptance of what is
Ambition for what may be
Desire for you and me
Soft kisses in the night
Disappearing acts in the li… Continue
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there are more important things than vanity
there are more important things than my own narcissitic values.
the world around me is spinning so fast.
maybe i should forget myself for a little while.
today, i learned that when people come up against things that are different and/or out of the norm, people get afraid----
become fearful of these new and exciting things
And I thought, about how akward it is, sometimes, when I enter different social circles...and am not well received---
and it isn't b… Continue
Added by Kaia Niambi on October 22, 2009 at 11:30am —
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there are more important things than vanity
there are more important things that my own narcissitic values.
the world around me is spinning so fast.
maybe i should forget myself for a little while.
today, i learned that when people come up against things that are different and/or out of the norm, people get afraid----
become fearful of these new and exciting things
And I thought, about how akward it is, sometimes, when I enter different social circles...and am not well received---
and it isn't b… Continue
day 1:
light filtering through my eye lids and lashes. blinking. clearing the haze from my eyes and mind. sunrise in the east and moonset in the west. diametrically opposed cycles sharing this one space and time. moontribe. a time of celebration and bacchus-esque enjoyment. frivolity, faeries and anything other than the norm. swoon. in the backseat of my car i have contorted my frame in such a way that any acrobat would be envous. all 5 foot seven inches (and a quarter) of me had spent the night… Continue
i wore nothing but myself that day;
no preconceived notions of who i was or what i was about.
clad in slim limbs and torso, waist small. ungainly.
a cardboard box could have covered me and i would have felt none the worse for it.
sunny blue skies.
waiting.
for trains to arrive and trips to begin.
cigarette.
waiting.
arrival. standing. smiling.
he is here now and i never want him gone again.
silence.
singing in silent vibration with the all mighty stars of my inner-verse.
uniquely.
almost a uni… Continue
if you have ever been to city of ink, you have definitely noticed sophie. well now you'll probably notice the paper crane on her thigh cause she did it herself. that shit is super hard core. check the viddy
this makes me wanna go back to atlanta and get my shit finished. city of ink the the most official spot.
… Continue
On tuesday night i took a little trip up to philadelphia to see one of my friends' friends perform, hang out in the city, ya know do my little head nod and handshake thing. Down at the raven lounge, a spot i'd highly recommend, we watched some cool acts dance on the line between golden era hip hop and the 21st century and beyond. super cool. I ended up talking to a super cutie who just exuded natural creativity (and beauty). We talked about our creative endeavours and she was a graphic designer,… Continue
I feel most creative when the sun is just about to touch the earth. I feel most at peace when anger has left the building and the sun is peeking from behind gray clouds. I feel most happiest when my eyes can search her face for the love I know will be there. I feel most loved when her body touches mines in way way no one has ever touched. Lately I have been feeling a lot of emotions and I do not know what to do about them. I should just let them be. But you see I am not used to feeling all this.… Continue
I know that what we do is a temporary fix
the problem is still looming.
But all our temporary highs---short lived escapades---fleeting orgasms and now,
the clearing smoke ceases to fulfill our
dying compulisions.
Brainless,
Gutless and Heartless we trek forward.
Guilt and shame have been severed with a dull blade.
Painlessly, we trek forward.
Each sunrise exposes the weariness our eyes----
the cover of nightfall makes us invisible
and anonymous. Continue
i've recently had a small revelation, that i really knew in my heart all along. don't you hate when that happens, it takes a jolt, a strike of electricity through your life to help you realize something that was oh so obvious from the beginning. When i moved back to maryland i had this idea that i wanted to be an IT professional and fix computers and servers and shit. i have ALWAYS had a huge interest in computers and being an IT professional is an awesome goal but it dosent seem to be the ultim… Continue
She says that imma need her before she needs me
She pulls rank like this is some small country
She is hard of hearing
She does not want anyone’s opinion
Especially her kid’s opinion
To her
Her kids will forever be five years old
Never be able to move on without her
So she suppressed their personalities
She crushes them until they are no more
She blind them to do her bidding
Teach them not to ask why
Brother and sister say I got it good
But do I
When home starts to feel like a trap
That’s when yo… Continue
Wussup guys, why does it seem like when i write a blog everyone goes away? thanks... anyways This situation with one of my clients is really fucking with me. so i thought i'd throw the wolves a bone and air my grievances because this guy is a royal re-tread...
We will call this super stick in the mud, TS and the company he is in the midst of starting up is called TS Solutions. I met TS at my former job, at Big Box Buy, he wasn't too enthused about the price it would cost to remove the hundreds… Continue
why does it seem like i have so much to say to you guys, untill firefox pops up, my homepage loads and fly.paper is staring right back at me, then and only then am i speechless.
Incase you forgot, Hi my name is Offie, i created fly.paper just as much as all of you did over the past year and a half +. I'm a creative rebel with a problem with authority, thats why i hate my job. I work as a Geek Squad agent at best buy. I'm not really that interested in fixing computers although i know how. I'd mu… Continue
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Thanks Kaia. It seems to be a favorite amongst my Facebook friends as well. More than anything, I love what it means to me, what it looks like in my head, and how it makes me feel.
ah, creative love affair!
gotta love that :)
two things:
I met a young poet this summer; intravenous drug use was as a metaphor she used to express her need to write
i sorta use art as a band-aid of sorts...
but i'm feeling this, jerome :)
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Today I let a tree grow inside my head.
It branched into the depths of my subconscious,
splintering the solitude of synapses
in a particularly green fashion.
And then it spoke love,
in a way that only something
bent on growth
could ever utter suc...
I am a vandal of life...my wife was pencil til the day scritch scratchin on blank white sheet didnt have the heat.
divorce now my voice is hoarse. how am i to find a new love for my time above?...I met her in a social place paint clashes with boar...