Growing up In Queens, in the 70's. I was protected by a blanket of love provided by both my mother and my grandmother. There was pride, and there was the fear of the outside world turning me into something less than their love allowed me to be.
During this time, there were many ugly realities, racism, drugs, teen pregnancy, unemployment etc. While growing up in Springfield Gardens just outside of Rochdale Village all I knew, fortunately, was my grandmothers back yard.
Green grass and many fruit trees - we had a cherry tree, crab and granny apple trees, a fig tree, and what I thought was a vast back yard. This was where I spent time looking under rocks at the lives of animals and creatures going about their business and gave me an understanding of what god provides for us all down to the smallest of his creatures... How we use what he provides - that defines our happiness...
This is what I understood too, that the world was a strange and unkind place. I
I was introduced to the world by the wisdom of my teen mom and the circles she traveled.. The punks thugs and victims were everywhere when we walked the streets... first in Springfield Gardens, then in Far Rockaway, but that story will come later.
Suffice to say today I understand another truth. That what god provides to us, and what we desire for ourselves are two different things. God gives us needs and bounty to satisfy. We give ourselves boundaries, desires, limits and wants that often have little or no benifit to our lives. The more we want, seek and desire the less our needs are being met.
How can one starve and be hungry for only photos of food?
How can one be sad and not seek joy but betrayal in happiness?
How can one be thirsty and seek only to drink sea water?
How can one leave pain only to return to it - in stead of embrassing the pleasure of honest love?
How can one be lonely and chase away those who only want to be close?
In my youth I didn't understand it.
In my maturity I'm confused by it.
In love - I did it
I guess all things come full circle, if you live long enough...
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
The way things go 1
Friggin awesome video clip - saw this once when i was younger - never forgot the name - because it just fit..
again 3 am at my uncles house - this time on channel 13 lol
always leaves me speechless...
talk about a better mouse trap!!
this could be a human trap - just picture some poor unfortunate soul sleeping on a couch behind all those fumes form chemical reactions
again 3 am at my uncles house - this time on channel 13 lol
always leaves me speechless...
talk about a better mouse trap!!
this could be a human trap - just picture some poor unfortunate soul sleeping on a couch behind all those fumes form chemical reactions
Monday, December 18, 2006
New suit and tie
I was lucky enough to have a good friend
bless me with the hottest suit I've ever worn.
Don't sound like a big deal - but if you only knew..
attached is a picture of me - loving the fabric!
Friendships are as strange as people come.
"... Some help give you guidance, while others lead you astray..."
Anyone who flips for a suit like this is a true blue in my book.
Thanks LB!
Friday, December 15, 2006
Worlds Largest Blog Dedicated to Hope
I see promises in your rejection
smiles in your lips
~
The possibilities,
wide open
the opportunity
unspoken
the longevity
uncertain
and time just carries on
the temptation
i should be walking
the hesitation
we do not mention
the desire to inhale your flesh
unknown, unbound, unwound
surround, compounds of the profound
and , infinite resolutions stiffen my resolve
Twisted, I'd ripped it
tore it from my being
without seeing and not
knowing that caring is a sin...
I know when you need me
you will know what to do
call me up - we'll go drinking
and make our own voodoo
every day your life is calling
every day God touches your soul
broken hearts and their mourning
Will make the heart grow cold
you got to be wise to your calling
listen close to what life has to sell
when your heart is collapsing
you will have many stories to tell
every story has it's pain
every person a point of view
and wherever you're standing
you know just what to do
poor hurt thing
vicious in your pain
i hope to see you soon
when you open up again
You precious beautiful Delicate!
come slowly into view
come smile and see
the poetry in what we do
Your smile brings a joy
that I wish only i could share
but i wish even harder
to touch that part that cares
Not now while it's mending
for healing hearts never ring true
I'll wait till it's healed - truth revealed-
then your heart won't be so cruel
we can have our quiet nights
and often a select morning
we can pretend to fight
just to keep love pouring
Dripping down the sides
of our shiny matching cups
we'll pretend it's boring being quiet
and then fake a fuss
I know you feel the calling
cause i see it in your eyes
your heart lifted and souring
will tell us both why
Why when you feel the truth
and your scared - too scared to cry
why you'd rather call him
when he does not care - why
"deo5"
smiles in your lips
~
The possibilities,
wide open
the opportunity
unspoken
the longevity
uncertain
and time just carries on
the temptation
i should be walking
the hesitation
we do not mention
the desire to inhale your flesh
unknown, unbound, unwound
surround, compounds of the profound
and , infinite resolutions stiffen my resolve
Twisted, I'd ripped it
tore it from my being
without seeing and not
knowing that caring is a sin...
I know when you need me
you will know what to do
call me up - we'll go drinking
and make our own voodoo
every day your life is calling
every day God touches your soul
broken hearts and their mourning
Will make the heart grow cold
you got to be wise to your calling
listen close to what life has to sell
when your heart is collapsing
you will have many stories to tell
every story has it's pain
every person a point of view
and wherever you're standing
you know just what to do
poor hurt thing
vicious in your pain
i hope to see you soon
when you open up again
You precious beautiful Delicate!
come slowly into view
come smile and see
the poetry in what we do
Your smile brings a joy
that I wish only i could share
but i wish even harder
to touch that part that cares
Not now while it's mending
for healing hearts never ring true
I'll wait till it's healed - truth revealed-
then your heart won't be so cruel
we can have our quiet nights
and often a select morning
we can pretend to fight
just to keep love pouring
Dripping down the sides
of our shiny matching cups
we'll pretend it's boring being quiet
and then fake a fuss
I know you feel the calling
cause i see it in your eyes
your heart lifted and souring
will tell us both why
Why when you feel the truth
and your scared - too scared to cry
why you'd rather call him
when he does not care - why
"deo5"
Thursday, December 07, 2006
WONDER BOY!! TENACIOUS D
I discovered Tenacious D years ago at my uncles house at 3am on HBO.
Yes that's Jack Black - but way before anyone gave a damn it was just him and his main man on stage and you had to imagine it all !
This dude got my attention for his passion alone..
Everything this band does is a spoof - but the quality of the material - even if it is 20 years too late is excellent!
moral of the story of wonder boy?
NEVER THINK SMALL rize above the mucky muck!!!
Yes that's Jack Black - but way before anyone gave a damn it was just him and his main man on stage and you had to imagine it all !
This dude got my attention for his passion alone..
Everything this band does is a spoof - but the quality of the material - even if it is 20 years too late is excellent!
moral of the story of wonder boy?
NEVER THINK SMALL rize above the mucky muck!!!
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
REDIRECT
How do you know when it's not time to trust?When the same thing happens over and over again.
How does a lady disagree with you.
In a way that doesn't take away from your person.
How do you fall in love with two?
You dont stop at one
How do you know when it's ok to care
when you've never heard 'I DON'T CARE'
How can you trust someone who doesnt respect you?
Trust them to do the wrong thing, anticipate it...
How can you respect someone who doesnt trust you?
By giving them their space a level eye and a patient ear...
(They will always hint to you what they will do, you just have to listen)
How do you know she won't be a supportive wife
She's a demanding girlfriend
How do you know she want's to spend the holidays with you?
She invites you to share them with her.
How can a man treat a woman like a lady
It helps if she knows she's a lady
How do you know she wont respect you and your ways
She has no ways of her own but relies on the wind for direction
How do you say leave me alone
Dont answer the phone
How do you break up with an ex....
EXACTLY!!!
How do you know when it's time to let go.
When your arms are tired from holding all the hope.
How do you know when it's time to be quiet.
When you repeat yourself every 3 months.
How do you know when it's DONE?
When you don't have to answer the phone when it rings.
redirect
deo6
Monday, October 02, 2006
Deo~isM, What the hell is that? A Cult?!?
Deo~isM is NO CULT..
perhaps it is... You decide..
Deo~isM: the commitment to be a positive force in one's own existence.
This oath assumes a commitment to one's self cannot be broken or negotiated.
It IS or it IS NOT~! There is no option to stop at ones first failed attempts.. Failure is expected.
However, every decision is an opportunity to "get it done".
It does not stop... Until you stop
It does not end... Until you end
It does not begin... Until you begin.
Mistakes are made, attempts fail, and accidents happen...But quitting is a decision....
you see, a "try" is to fail before you start!
deo 05
perhaps it is... You decide..
Deo~isM: the commitment to be a positive force in one's own existence.
This oath assumes a commitment to one's self cannot be broken or negotiated.
It IS or it IS NOT~! There is no option to stop at ones first failed attempts.. Failure is expected.
However, every decision is an opportunity to "get it done".
It does not stop... Until you stop
It does not end... Until you end
It does not begin... Until you begin.
Mistakes are made, attempts fail, and accidents happen...But quitting is a decision....
you see, a "try" is to fail before you start!
deo 05
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Friends Vs. Brooklyn Friends
FRIENDS: Never ask for food
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food.
FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Call your parents mom and dad.
FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...We
fucked up...But that shit was fun!"
FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Cry with you.
FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Keep your sh*t so long they forget it's yours.
FRIENDS: know a few things about you.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from you.
FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.
FRIENDS: Would knock on your door.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Walk right in and say, "I'm home!"
FRIENDS: Are for a while.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Are for life.
FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and
say, "Bitch, you better drink the rest of that, you know we don't waste!!"
FRIENDS: Will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Will knock them the fuck out!!
FRIENDS: Will ignore this.
ALL BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Will make sure other Brooklyn Friends read this and try to prove who's from queens! -- I say transplants COUNT!!!
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food.
FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Call your parents mom and dad.
FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...We
fucked up...But that shit was fun!"
FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Cry with you.
FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Keep your sh*t so long they forget it's yours.
FRIENDS: know a few things about you.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from you.
FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.
FRIENDS: Would knock on your door.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Walk right in and say, "I'm home!"
FRIENDS: Are for a while.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Are for life.
FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and
say, "Bitch, you better drink the rest of that, you know we don't waste!!"
FRIENDS: Will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.
BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Will knock them the fuck out!!
FRIENDS: Will ignore this.
ALL BROOKLYN FRIENDS: Will make sure other Brooklyn Friends read this and try to prove who's from queens! -- I say transplants COUNT!!!
Monday, September 11, 2006
The Exquisite Truth
To enjoy the moments in life. Not only the action we enjoy but the moment that follows. For what can be just as beautiful as a bird singing - the sound of the wind beneath it's wings.
What can be more lovely than young love - the experience remembered!
Life is not a continuous flow of thinning and thickening "moments", but rather an irregular pulse of emotion and energy. One Discovers the world one step at a time, and when discoveries give way to insight, passions are aroused.
Some learn this early and excel in their passions, some learn to fake this and go through the motions of insight and passion.
Some fall into their passion with a wreckless abandon.
The Exquisite Truth:
DISCOVER YOUR PASSION!!!
...Because a moments courage is all it takes!!
;)
What can be more lovely than young love - the experience remembered!
Life is not a continuous flow of thinning and thickening "moments", but rather an irregular pulse of emotion and energy. One Discovers the world one step at a time, and when discoveries give way to insight, passions are aroused.
Some learn this early and excel in their passions, some learn to fake this and go through the motions of insight and passion.
Some fall into their passion with a wreckless abandon.
The Exquisite Truth:
DISCOVER YOUR PASSION!!!
...Because a moments courage is all it takes!!
;)
Friday, September 01, 2006
Prevention
Deliciously timelessly
she called to me
I struggled to see
through the haze of me
to hear what she said
when she called to me
deeply
I'd hoped she wanted me
as she called to me
longingly,
lustfully
I responded to thee.
I beg of she
call to me
repeatedly
so to find me!
...a lover in your eyes
as long as I remember
the places you touched
I'll never say goodbye
though the lust is true
all I have for you will
remain by my side
though you run from me
and my big love tree
the reason why you hide.
I try to keep my cool you see
to keep my heart in view
to keep from becoming what I know
a broken heart would do.
deo '05'
she called to me
I struggled to see
through the haze of me
to hear what she said
when she called to me
deeply
I'd hoped she wanted me
as she called to me
longingly,
lustfully
I responded to thee.
I beg of she
call to me
repeatedly
so to find me!
...a lover in your eyes
as long as I remember
the places you touched
I'll never say goodbye
though the lust is true
all I have for you will
remain by my side
though you run from me
and my big love tree
the reason why you hide.
I try to keep my cool you see
to keep my heart in view
to keep from becoming what I know
a broken heart would do.
deo '05'
Imagine this....
I can imagine a day
for me it's liquid clear
I must make a switch
and ignore my fear
a chance to start off new
chance to salvage bliss
chance to change it all
this feels too good to miss
salvation, temptation, redemption
there must be more to this
how did you find your way in?
and now I've been dismissed
taking another chance
banking on faded views
hanging it all - just everything
on some vague and distant clue
no guts no glory
not ventured not gained
after you get bored
I'll never be the same
deo '05'
for me it's liquid clear
I must make a switch
and ignore my fear
a chance to start off new
chance to salvage bliss
chance to change it all
this feels too good to miss
salvation, temptation, redemption
there must be more to this
how did you find your way in?
and now I've been dismissed
taking another chance
banking on faded views
hanging it all - just everything
on some vague and distant clue
no guts no glory
not ventured not gained
after you get bored
I'll never be the same
deo '05'
Chocolate You... Who????
How can I get me some chocolate?
Do I wait or do I pursue it.
Knowing the reaction of the coco,
it's probably not the best to treat myself to any...
of that fine chocolate
I ain't have none for a minute - and when I did
I got sick.
Damned shame to be sick of that sweet assed chocolate
It looks so good
shimmering in the sun.
I like my coco milky
with raisins is always fun.
I love when coco gets hot ,
it melts all in my fingers
wrapper gets all sticky
and the smell lingers.
sticky to the touch.
I does something to my mind
sweet all it's own
My desire? To find
only one chocolate bliss!
Only one way it lingers
when you remember this.
How I did I get my chocolate,
deep brown bliss?????
I got up and found, brown lips to kiss
deo '05'
Do I wait or do I pursue it.
Knowing the reaction of the coco,
it's probably not the best to treat myself to any...
of that fine chocolate
I ain't have none for a minute - and when I did
I got sick.
Damned shame to be sick of that sweet assed chocolate
It looks so good
shimmering in the sun.
I like my coco milky
with raisins is always fun.
I love when coco gets hot ,
it melts all in my fingers
wrapper gets all sticky
and the smell lingers.
sticky to the touch.
I does something to my mind
sweet all it's own
My desire? To find
only one chocolate bliss!
Only one way it lingers
when you remember this.
How I did I get my chocolate,
deep brown bliss?????
I got up and found, brown lips to kiss
deo '05'
Midnight Runs
Midnight runs
fill the seams
between midnight fun
and midnight dreams
star lit skies
just like these
have potential
for lifelong memories
quiet walks
on light filled streets
glimmering glasses
and wind swept trees
strange the sound
of familiar lips
conversation flows
between well placed
sips.
starting over
friends with lust
saying only - what we must
waiting , pausing
hinted trust
trust what isn't said
from dawn to dusk
come with me,
let's put steps together
soon we'll have our heads together
taking a chance once again
to hold on to a special friend
deo '05'
fill the seams
between midnight fun
and midnight dreams
star lit skies
just like these
have potential
for lifelong memories
quiet walks
on light filled streets
glimmering glasses
and wind swept trees
strange the sound
of familiar lips
conversation flows
between well placed
sips.
starting over
friends with lust
saying only - what we must
waiting , pausing
hinted trust
trust what isn't said
from dawn to dusk
come with me,
let's put steps together
soon we'll have our heads together
taking a chance once again
to hold on to a special friend
deo '05'
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Try to understand
I try to understand
what will happen
with my hope and me
how can she pass
and not chill wit this
all our fireworks
even our private kiss
passions ignite
understanding is a dream
I know deep in side
hope isn't mean
fighting to protect
a painful hurt
hope cant see me
under hardwork and dirt
standing on
misunderstanding
left me
misunderstood
hope can't see the tree
just the worm in the wood
I can see hope
lonely in a crowd
reflections aren't seen
by the wounded or the proud
life's coach a jerk
don't do no good
compared to what we share
what he would if he could
hope come to me
when the healing is done
when hope wanna laugh
we'll have some fun
deo o5
what will happen
with my hope and me
how can she pass
and not chill wit this
all our fireworks
even our private kiss
passions ignite
understanding is a dream
I know deep in side
hope isn't mean
fighting to protect
a painful hurt
hope cant see me
under hardwork and dirt
standing on
misunderstanding
left me
misunderstood
hope can't see the tree
just the worm in the wood
I can see hope
lonely in a crowd
reflections aren't seen
by the wounded or the proud
life's coach a jerk
don't do no good
compared to what we share
what he would if he could
hope come to me
when the healing is done
when hope wanna laugh
we'll have some fun
deo o5
Hope gives pause
Confused, refused, he paused and took a drink.
Trying to beat the tide while his heart... Sink.
Often confident and out of lies.
He faces the truth and wonders why.
How could something so sweet so beautiful so promising of joy.
Be so brutal so absolutely Real.
Like life and it's battles for existence.
She was real like teeth in a bite.
Bitter - she was sweet - because she KEPT it real.
His game was tight, his words his might -
".. Nahh, niggah, NAHHHH - you gets none tonight!..."
Her absolute strength amazed and stunned him.
Her demand commanded his respect.
Her soul demanded his attention.
He was the smallest part of the equation.
There are not enough days to cure him of her.
She runs through is blood like the drug she is to him.
she's on his mind when she's not with him, she's ruthless when she is!
They laugh, They cry, They eat, They live...
Alive with the promise no one can give.
That together they would be tomorrow and happy.
Hope in their eyes.
never on their lips
joy in their hearts
and lust touched their tips...
a brother's gotta have Hope!
Deo 05
Trying to beat the tide while his heart... Sink.
Often confident and out of lies.
He faces the truth and wonders why.
How could something so sweet so beautiful so promising of joy.
Be so brutal so absolutely Real.
Like life and it's battles for existence.
She was real like teeth in a bite.
Bitter - she was sweet - because she KEPT it real.
His game was tight, his words his might -
".. Nahh, niggah, NAHHHH - you gets none tonight!..."
Her absolute strength amazed and stunned him.
Her demand commanded his respect.
Her soul demanded his attention.
He was the smallest part of the equation.
There are not enough days to cure him of her.
She runs through is blood like the drug she is to him.
she's on his mind when she's not with him, she's ruthless when she is!
They laugh, They cry, They eat, They live...
Alive with the promise no one can give.
That together they would be tomorrow and happy.
Hope in their eyes.
never on their lips
joy in their hearts
and lust touched their tips...
a brother's gotta have Hope!
Deo 05
Ramble on Desire!
So hard
impossible to reach
yet I can obtain
life teaches us to grasp
that is the game
-
life is hard
still now it's true
how did the first
know what to do
-
Creatures crawl
even worms in wood
hunger speaks
hunger is good
-
Desire is to man
what clouds are to rain
when the time isn't right
one should refrain
-
life gives us gifts
few and far between
when one receives a gift
elsewhere harvest are lean
-
passions keep us honest
to want perfection is RAW
don't ignore barriers
kick scratch and claw
-
reach for the fruit
no mater what the cost
sit and ponder too long
the whole thing is lost
-
deo o5
impossible to reach
yet I can obtain
life teaches us to grasp
that is the game
-
life is hard
still now it's true
how did the first
know what to do
-
Creatures crawl
even worms in wood
hunger speaks
hunger is good
-
Desire is to man
what clouds are to rain
when the time isn't right
one should refrain
-
life gives us gifts
few and far between
when one receives a gift
elsewhere harvest are lean
-
passions keep us honest
to want perfection is RAW
don't ignore barriers
kick scratch and claw
-
reach for the fruit
no mater what the cost
sit and ponder too long
the whole thing is lost
-
deo o5
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
The Vamp
She was a virus in his blood
the evil in his dreams
She was poison in his drink
garbage in his stream
She was a tumor in his brain
the lonely in a crowd
She was a worm in his wood
blood on his shroud
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When he needed to be near Her
She sold him on a dream
She was all he ever wanted
but never what She seemed
he ran all day to be with her
and share with her his views
She listened, laughed and destroyed him
now She is his muse
He was young and beautiful
pure of will and light
She was black and seduced him
with her power and her might
He wanted to be her everything
her lover in the night
her black heart spit at him
in a vision late one night
first She smiled, and he laughed
that's when She started,
her eyes rolled up,
her lips pulled back
and then the red seas parted
When She left late that night
his nipples red and raw
in his heart... Could it be true?
Yes! He wanted more!!
Wasn't her personality
wasn't her big black eyes
was not even that secret place
tucked between her thighs
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She was a virus in his blood
the evil in his dreams
She was poison in his drink
garbage in his stream
She was a tumor in his brain
the lonely in a crowd
She was a worm in his wood
blood on his shroud
"Deo94"
the evil in his dreams
She was poison in his drink
garbage in his stream
She was a tumor in his brain
the lonely in a crowd
She was a worm in his wood
blood on his shroud
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When he needed to be near Her
She sold him on a dream
She was all he ever wanted
but never what She seemed
he ran all day to be with her
and share with her his views
She listened, laughed and destroyed him
now She is his muse
He was young and beautiful
pure of will and light
She was black and seduced him
with her power and her might
He wanted to be her everything
her lover in the night
her black heart spit at him
in a vision late one night
first She smiled, and he laughed
that's when She started,
her eyes rolled up,
her lips pulled back
and then the red seas parted
When She left late that night
his nipples red and raw
in his heart... Could it be true?
Yes! He wanted more!!
Wasn't her personality
wasn't her big black eyes
was not even that secret place
tucked between her thighs
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She was a virus in his blood
the evil in his dreams
She was poison in his drink
garbage in his stream
She was a tumor in his brain
the lonely in a crowd
She was a worm in his wood
blood on his shroud
"Deo94"
A poem for hope
Bright, the light is so beautiful
barely I see through
Thin the Vail -bright' shines through
How can longing ring so bright
and be obscured by the view
If your heart was whole
If your view was clear
Only if time had my favor
would I have your ear
When I'm in your sight
I feel like a child again
I feel like I've found
some long lost friend
so easy to speak to talk
thoughts flow and flee
You give my brow beaded sweat
and then you set me free
time stand still!
set me loose
let me escape your iron grip.
let me have this moment
alone
let sail my ship.
strand me on an island
only her and me
only hope and 1,000 years
is all I ask of you
Let me be lost in her
her eyes
her lips
her mind
let me have what I need
to reveal to her
my kind
for she's never seen the likes of me..
hope never has to doubt me ...
for I keep my promises
deo'05'
barely I see through
Thin the Vail -bright' shines through
How can longing ring so bright
and be obscured by the view
If your heart was whole
If your view was clear
Only if time had my favor
would I have your ear
When I'm in your sight
I feel like a child again
I feel like I've found
some long lost friend
so easy to speak to talk
thoughts flow and flee
You give my brow beaded sweat
and then you set me free
time stand still!
set me loose
let me escape your iron grip.
let me have this moment
alone
let sail my ship.
strand me on an island
only her and me
only hope and 1,000 years
is all I ask of you
Let me be lost in her
her eyes
her lips
her mind
let me have what I need
to reveal to her
my kind
for she's never seen the likes of me..
hope never has to doubt me ...
for I keep my promises
deo'05'
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Go TO SCHOOL homeboy!!!
In this world you can play ball in a park - but studies are neglected...
You can't play ball all your life, or you can learn till the day you die..
Start spending time reading a book - and not a top 10...
Learn a language, study a computer program
SPEND TIME DOING SOMETHING THAT WILL GIVE YOU SOMETHING BACK!!!!
BECAUSE WE ARE ALL CONTAINERS FOR WHAT WE SPEND OUR TIME DOING...
D
E
O
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You can't play ball all your life, or you can learn till the day you die..
Start spending time reading a book - and not a top 10...
Learn a language, study a computer program
SPEND TIME DOING SOMETHING THAT WILL GIVE YOU SOMETHING BACK!!!!
BECAUSE WE ARE ALL CONTAINERS FOR WHAT WE SPEND OUR TIME DOING...
D
E
O
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