quote

"don't be afraid to make your choice your only option"

-malaika aminata

i plan

to have a venue one day, and once a week dr.buzzard's original savannah band will be in rotation all night!their music tickles my fancy like no other, like no freakinn other.

*smiles and sways to beat uncontrollably*

lately

shes been my life.

definishion

v.lilt·ed, lilt·ing, lilts

v.tr.

To say, sing, or play (something) in a cheerful, rhythmic manner.

v.intr.

1. To speak, sing, or play with liveliness or rhythm.

2. To move with lightness and buoyancy.

---

[From Middle English lulten, lilten, to sound an alarm.]

thrift bus

so in school i take this journalism class. its funny because the same things i am now asked to do for a grade,i have always done. talking to strangers,observing what brings them joy, and learning about the world in the process.last week at the farmers market i came across a lady with a thrift store bus, here is her story.

you can also find her here

i dont

apologize much.

 i have nothing to be sorry for.

no words said

can break hearts that haven't already been broken

no deeds done can shatter dreams, that have not already been given up on.

pick your scabs

and blame me when i remove the plastic band aid that hid an unhealed wound

for now its not pretty

refuse peroxide

get infected,

 no antibacterial

and pretend it doesn't hurt

have him kiss it twice

play games in your mind

to make yourself think its alright.

and believe it.

and when the band aid falls off

pretend its a new scar

blame him.

dont heal.

blame me.

take pills.

and for my actions,i wont apologize

but for you,

im really really sorry.

bailar chiki chiki

   last week i attended the spring concert for the morgan state university modern dance ensemble.twas a pretty good show, but beyond that, i got it.if i could only name 3 things that moved me dance would be on the list. i understand that language

 

and appreciate those who speak it. 

network - mad as hell scene

machinedrum - whatchuthinkin (feat. tombe lockhart)

i havent really been digging for music like i used to, but over  the last couple of days this has seemed to change. i  find myself researching. listening, and learning again.a friend mentioned an artist to me a few months back...though i listened to the song and video he sent i never dug deep into her sound, today i did, and this is what i found.

quote

"purpose is overwhelming. it takes your breath away, and clogs your throat. unable to speak, you think...to clear your mind, you do. "

miss jack davey/state your claim

    so i have been trying to see the lovely folks of j*davey preform for the last four years,luckily my desires finally came to fruition, and i got to witness them, a couple other good acts, and a slick dj set just in time for some much needed inspiration. for that i am thankful.

 

dj k-meta

 mia!

 

regard my face (taken by diante)

unplug

deactivating your facebook may be one of the funniest things in the world. once you press the deactivate button you are asked if you are sure about leaving, followed by pictures of your loved with the words"shabooka will miss you, sara will miss you, xyz will miss you"written under their photos,as if your planning your own funeral or something.if you go through with the process, you are then  sent an email,that says..you have deactivated your facbeook, to sign back in all you have to do is log in as you regularly do, and everything will be back to normal,....do you want to log in?and boom! there's  a big button with a link that sends you straight to the homepage.it really is quite amusing and mildly frightening.

i figured i would deactivate mine and utilize this here blogith of mine more often.i  want to write letters on fancy paper in my ever changing penmanship.practice the four letters that make up d-e-a-r twenty plus times before i get it the way i really like.i  adore postcards, and the endangered art of calligraphy.

i dig pretty stamps, and that bitter sweet taste of envelope glue.i admire the effort put in, and the pursuit of it all.

and treasure the thought.

that it must be sent from

love,

-

i am not cool

i don't know "the move" or make them
in fact i usually sit
when everything is in motion
i sit
i look. i listen. seperate

and love
always
never in, always am
love,