all the little pieces
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first & foremost: forgive me for the randomness of this blog.
@chocolatedawl facebook status: It's amazing how someone can break your heart, but you still love them with all the little pieces.
and i guess she couldn't be any more real. though most of my life has been about being the suspect & not the victim - i have been broken once & those pieces still managed to act out without my permission. feel me? RIGHT ON, @chocolatedawl.
and so i'm building right now.
i figure we should treat relationships like homes we're building from the ground up.
it's all about a solid foundation & great support.
(i mean really - we need to apply this to ourselves as well. build a solid foundation for self, and don't worry about the doors until the whole house is built perfectly - or close)
LET OTHERS IN.
feel me?
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side note: black folks need to go to the theater more. the real theater - not the minstrel shows they tend to call theater from time to time. something with real acting. cooning is NOT acting.
and i was thinking of buying my first p-coat. "look at his p-coat - tell me he broke" -kanye.
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H.L Mencken wrote: every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin to slit throats.
what did he mean by that? as a writer/poet/etc... i've learned not to take shxt for face value. but i think i will here.
every so often, we (the extraordinary) need to be ready to put in the work that makes us sweat. the work that requires casualties. Not literally - but the loss of a friend or a loved on. (in my case - my friends & loved ones are hard to tell apart).
so i'm spiiting in my hands, Mencken & i'm planting the flag into the concrete. this throat slitting part will prove difficult. not because i'm afraid to kill but because i have too many people on the list. (not physically killing anyone, snitches)
the list:
-my 9th grade english teacher: fxck you for attempting to put a limit on my writing.
-The skinny male guidance counselor for keeping most of my friends in our hometown by telling them they'd have a better chance applying to a vocational school.
-my friends who can't figure out that their thoughts control their actions and their situations will always be the same as long as their thoughts are what they are.
-those who wake up every morning to the sound of an alarm clock so they can focus on nothing except another man's dreams.
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and the birthday is over. the work must begin. the hustle i speak of often.
-yesterday i was hired on as a freelance writer with LA's Splash Magazine.
-saturday i have an audition for a film.
all days between are filled with lunches, brunches oscar-nominated short film viewings, wine tastings, liquor tours, kardashians, lees and hopefully a bit of sun.
a month ago i signed my first author - daven oglesby (@soulcypher) & today his first book of poetry hit the streets hard.
get your copy today.
by the way: i'm signing 2-5 more authors by may. get on board and be heard!
today a girl said it pisses her off when people work 2 or more jobs HARD and are barely getting by. living paycheck to paycheck - but she sees people who barely do anything traveling the world, buying expensive things....
naw - she wasn't talking about me - but i did want to respond with the cliche:
you can do anything you put your mind to.
spring is around the corner & my inbox & blackberry calendar reminds me of my grandmother's purse: full & heavy.
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side note: talking to my little brother @thekaptainkirk - it may be a safe move for drake to disappear from young money and beg jay to pick him up. he'll be ruined by 2011.5 (yes, .5)
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and i wanted to take a picture similar to bob's. i'm working on it though:
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dear heartbroken people:
use those shattered pieces of heart you've pushed under your bed to make a weapon and stab the shxt outta whoever made you as foolish as you've become. then cry a rive - build a bridge and get over it.
and while i'm on the subject: stop putting down the opposite sex because YOU made the decision to date some fool.
follow: @mswoods03
(and please learn from my photo above how to do the "n-word please" expression.
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take these words to heart:
"It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone."
— Rose Kennedy
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