omg quotes

"Did I tell you my purse and external hard-drive got on fire? Oh! I didn't tell you, it was that night I put it on top of my cigarette. That sucked, but whatever" -Kim

"It's like killing two birds with one stone...but who wants to kill two birds?" -me

"YOU ARE WHO YOU ATTRACT"

to be continued...

last edit-to read in front of errbody at the cafe fri.

"To Do"

"Don't have a seizure, you'll ruin her birthday" she told me.
I feel like I have chained feet even though
my soul has always been free.
Free like the smiles you get from
seeing white people dance, kitties sleep
and free like the papers everyone in the streets tries to give you.
but-
whenever you tell me these words
that make up these sentences that just hurt my soul,
I feel closer to the earth than I have ever been.
All I want to do is fly,
like those birds in Brooklyn,
Just ride a bike, swim, drive a car.
But like your words that state the obvious,
my epilepsy is stated in my Florida ID.
Obvious every time I begin to stare
stare, drool or talk unconsciously and maybe even shake.
You rinse limited facts about my life in your thick dirty mouth
and pour them out with a simple language that I cannot deny,
because in the end it's all honest, no matter how much it hurts.
Every time I see a bike pass by, it's wheel's seem like wings.
Swimming like "damn!" and sighs
But I will learn to do everything, because right now, in this moment
no matter what you tell me,
I am in between.
I know my seizures will go away,
I am strong like the earth and it's sky
No matter how skinny my arms seem.
No matter how invisible the sky seems,
it will always, always, always
be here
for me.

-based off my old boss whom made me almost believe i was handicapped.

"things to experience"

Esperanza Spalding's music reminds me of all the struggle I went through to get my paper filing, hole punching 9-5 job, recession I tell you! Like if Talib Kweli did some Jazz...like a beautiful struggle, something you just have to listen to.

Start of a better summer in the recession on film

"Laughing with"

Regina Spektor's new single "Laughing with" from her newest album "Far" is brilliant and honest. This is the video

Laughing With


No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war
No one’s laughing at God
When they’re starving or freezing or so very poor

No one laughs at God
When the doctor calls after some routine tests
No one’s laughing at God
When it’s gotten real late
And their kid’s not back from the party yet

No one laughs at God
When their airplane start to uncontrollably shake
No one’s laughing at God
When they see the one they love, hand in hand with someone else
And they hope that they’re mistaken

No one laughs at God
When the cops knock on their door
And they say we got some bad news, sir
No one’s laughing at God
When there’s a famine or fire or flood

But God can be funny
At a cocktail party when listening to a good God-themed joke, or
Or when the crazies say He hates us
And they get so red in the head you think they’re ‘bout to choke
God can be funny,
When told he’ll give you money if you just pray the right way
And when presented like a genie who does magic like Houdini
Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus
God can be so hilarious
Ha ha
Ha ha

No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war
No one’s laughing at God
When they’ve lost all they’ve got
And they don’t know what for

No one laughs at God on the day they realize
That the last sight they’ll ever see is a pair of hateful eyes
No one’s laughing at God when they’re saying their goodbyes
But God can be funny
At a cocktail party when listening to a good God-themed joke, or
Or when the crazies say He hates us
And they get so red in the head you think they’re ‘bout to choke
God can be funny,
When told he’ll give you money if you just pray the right way
And when presented like a genie who does magic like Houdini
Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus
God can be so hilarious

No one’s laughing at God
No one’s laughing at God
No one’s laughing at God
We’re all laughing with God

Fresthetic Gallery Brooklyn

Robert Trujillo's solo show in Fresthetic Gallery in Williamsburg.

These photos below were taken by Mikey the Conscious Hustler

5.18.09

You opened my ears to things I had never heard
things I never knew existed.
From my ears to my hands there are so many basic things
I appreciate now
And drinking here now this margarita,
watching you play your music
I feel so guilty
guilty for spending six of my Mother's dollars,
when she is paid $6.50 an hour.
My mother is a janitor,
and I am completely broke, trying to graduate.
Drinking the six dollars,
hearing these strings,
I feel like a ghost is following me around.
The colder my hands become from this glass,
I become numb to everything and everyone around me,
sync into sound.
You told me once that you sometimes believed in God
only
because of music.
Well you hear your music through your own ears and voice.
How could God not exist?

The power of words

Barack Obama, himself a best selling author, will host a group of poets, musicians and actors at the first ever White House Poetry Jam (not slam).
I guess we should've known after Wanda Sykes!
awesome.