Dixi..."I have spoken"

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

"I need a new nigga for this black cloud to follow, cuz while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow..." -Nas
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Thursday, April 10, 2014

What kind of life do I want for us?
Sounds like an easy, no-brainer, type question. It isn't. I battle with who I truly am. They say that "the you you are when no-one is watching is you". So who am I? I don't do anything most of the time... I'm not afraid to imprison myself in solitude... I don't need people, people need me, at least until they get over me and realize they don't. My existence is self gratifying mostly. But isn't that how it should be? Aside from perpetuating the survival of my species, our humanness requires me to seek such fanciful pursuits... self gratification, happiness (which is an arduous and unrewarding journey, with no likely end... I'd probably end up settling somewhere near contentment), fulfillment (not from some job either, those words oppose each other with damn-near violent force) .
So what's my life about? A question answered by likely no-one until they lay prone in a puddle of their own blood, or staying up at heaven add they gasp for the last time.
That makes me feel better I think...

Idle thoughts on a flight to Atlanta
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Monday, March 17, 2014

What is freedom?

I ponder that question as I see a bird, traversing three dimensions at will.
Soaring, swooping, singing as it chooses.
Pitching on perches with no particular predictability.

I sit and watch,
I sit and watch as this being of magnificence and brilliance,
a being that inspires envy in the minds of the men below.
I sit and watch in this airport awaiting my departure via man's own vehicle of aerial accomplishment,
reflecting on childhood desires of becoming the fragile flyer buzzing above me.

Reality sets in.

This perfection of eons of environmental evolution and spousal selection was not free at all.
Fore as he flew toward each pane,
the panes that so clearly gave sight of the world beyond the windowed walls as something so easily accessible,
he would come to realize its illusion.
Man-made construction had him encapsulated in a new world,
free from predators and freezing,
but it had not freed him to live free.

I sat there observing,
Watching as this bird gazed through the glass.
I imagine him delving deep in the recesses of his mind attempting to extract an escape plan.
A plan that would be foiled by ineptitude and ignorance of the institution in which he was trapped.

Freedom is relative.
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Sunday, July 28, 2013

Made my longest ride ever on my bike...banged out fifty miles.
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Tuesday, July 02, 2013

I have been stricken with the oh so dreaded Bell's Palsy. I have partial paralysis affecting my left lip and eye. It kicked in last Thursday and won't let go
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It doesn't feel so temporary.
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Thursday, November 29, 2012

Who gets to own me next year? I feel like a slave on the peak of his existence being traded to a new master. I just got used to the way this one beats me!
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Thursday, October 04, 2012

I survived Monday only to be greeted with a chill on Wednesday. This can't be love... this can't be life.
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Monday, October 01, 2012

The weather fits my mood... each raindrop is a problem, and although I used to have an umbrella to shield me from the barrage but it must be broken.
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... I'm losing buoyancy... water in my lungs is starting to choke me.
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I have to find a new lighthouse... scratch that I need to find a lighthouse to guide me out of these troubled waters I've been treading in...
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Saturday, September 29, 2012

FAMU parties never fail to let me know how few people I actually knew in college.
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Thursday, September 27, 2012

...if you want to be free, below the grounds the only place to be...
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Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Life... Who needs it? Matter of fact, who deserves it? Not many that's who.
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Monday, September 10, 2012

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Monday, July 30, 2012

I could survive in this environment if i had you.
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Sunday, July 29, 2012

I wish it was worth it...
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I could survive in this environment if i had you.
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Tuesday, May 29, 2012

35 Summers in, trying to let the Sun shine on my path.
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Tuesday, November 22, 2011

We fish diamonds from the Blood Stream of African babies.
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Thursday, October 13, 2011

DEVELOP EXIT STRATEGY why bother? This will follow me. There's no escape, I'm sure of it. What do the guys in Guantanamo do? Pray? Really, does that sustain?
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Friday, July 29, 2011

The big girl ratio is getting out of control around the dance floor
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I'm gonna cop a pool stick and be about .y bizness when I come here
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Its seems that big booties come with bad hair weaves and a belly....
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