here is another ~ from the movie ATL
Pleasure turns to the pain, Of the lessons learned from the strain. Of the questions burned in my brain, about whether to love is humane.
In its touch.
These thoughts are like salmon Swimming upstream.
In the tears of your deceit, Fighting the current heat That kills more than is created.
By the chaos of our intertwined emotions Chaotic because the anchor Of Eros’ arrow has been plucked from the vessel Of my undying infatuation.
Separation not as simple as the distance between us,
My mind no longer possessed , By the demons that had been the overseers Of my enslavement to your lies.
The seeds of these lies, Rooted so deeply They have cracked the foundation Of what we once shared, Allowing the faith in us I had sealed inside To gush out like a river, Ripping the image of our future together, From my thoughts, As violently and as brutally.
As if it were a child being taken From his mother’s arms.
I’m left surrounded in darkness, But I refuse to be swallowed by it, My loneliness like the night air. Invisible to the eye, oblivious to the touch,
In its cold uncomfortableness. YET! if I could do it all over again, I’d do it in the same skin I’m in. To lay down and let love die,
Just stay down and let love lie? No!, no!, not I!
I’ll stay ’round and let love fly, Even though I have seen its darkest form, deceit.
Nothing else could taste this warm Or feel this sweet.
i woke up this morning and felt this had to be here it speaks to many truths
This is Angie Stones song ~happy being me
Looking back on when I started
Had a lot of sun and a lot of rain
I had some joy and been broken hearted
But now that doesn’t mean a thing
I’m living for the joy and laughter
Longing for my befores and afters
All in all it’s been cool
And there’s nothing I wouldn’t do
I’m so happy being me
Ohhh
So happy being me
I’m regretting nothing about me
Too busy living life, giving love, Freely
So happy being me
Stop reaching back from your beginnings
All those broken dreams that went down stream
As we grow, live and know
Some things were never meant to be
Just like people come and go
Some will live forever and some we’ll never know
That’s why God gives us memories
To lead us to our victories
I’m so happy loving me
Ohhh
So happy being me
I’m regretting nothing about me
Too busy living life, giving love, Freely
So happy being me
All those hidden treasures
Feeling nothing but pleasure
We could never replace, His love (We can’t no we can’t no)
The sunlight leads us to a place and the moonlight keeps us in His grace ohhhhhhhh yeah Ohhhhhhh whoooo whoooo oooooooooooo
I’m so happy happy being me
So happy being me
I’m regretting nothing about me
Too busy living life, giving love, Freely
So happy being me
my first post and what should i post.. hmm a little ditty reworked
This was made for my lawnchair familia ..
For those who dont know Lawnchair is a lifestyle an ethic a morale ..you might even say W.W.LC.D ?
Lived by a group of highschool boys who grew to become men.
“Everybody act according to the season that they born in”
Some are the night, some are the morning, some at noon
Some in winter, some in June.
It’s all cool, it’s the natural.
The science is a jewel
For me and mines, yours and you
Let’s move, tell you a little about mine, yo
I was born in a season where the world was quiet and cold
Celebrations were going on
Some were happy, some were sad
Some felt bad from being good
Some felt good from being bad, feelings pass and change
But they never leave, they here to stay.
Holiday, holiday, happy birthday
Love, the first cut run deep
Soul on flesh, this is the T.O. streets
Year of the Rooster, eight and one
I owe my life to chicken believe that son.
M.D. SLAP! The beginning of the history.
Every soul got one of these yes.
It’s where you been and where you be
And without understanding you cannot proceed.
Complete, it starts then it ends
Then it just goes round again and again
Brand new. so fresh. so true.
I was born in the decade of decadence
where they worship what they have
Reagan was president, do the math
Bob Marley was laid to rest known only as the worlds best.
I’m gone, spread love, it’s the B-town way
Where they hug you with a handshake and one arm
Lovin my new school clothes the cardigan, St. A’s official
It’s facts, no mystery its all love no artificials
I’m down with the crew like O.P.P
I rock with The Roots like Shel Silversteins the Giving Tree
Powerful? Not really, me and my peoples got history
These brotherhoods dumb it down considerably.
We “rule the world ” like a hit chorus
“Imagine that I’d free all my sons”
The flow is historic, they can’t get rid of us
Ubiquitous and we lay the law like Leviticus
Years ago we made history when mice became men
LC stand up! This pact beyond friends.
I’ll never forget where these seeds were sown,
on ground harder than hard
Yes.. pause…breathe in
Right there on Abelard ..
porch light always bright in Mrs Lindsays yard
breathe out
Still livin for today, in these last days and times,
out there tryin to get mines.
A burning soul with temperatures administer
It’s a boy! Times 6. Marc, J , Jules, Jerms, Koree, Dumps, Pure Miracle
