Lust

It may be true that there cannot be passion without emotion, but lust? Lust can simply exist. It simply is.
Regardless of how it is manifested, it manifests.
It can be a look
An outfit
A scent
that leads to hands roaming a body that does not belong to you
Kissing lips that want to devour and conquer you
Even though they know they shouldn't
Lust
Can it grow from this guilty pleasure manifestation?
Probably not
But that thrill
That excitement of such a taboo act.....
well,
It's my favorite sin.

War

Tear stricken faces with stomachs grumbling but full of hatred
Fed daily visions of war that govern their days
Heat that awaken bloody brawls and dark sunshine rays
On weapons with blood tainted bullets and screaming barrels blow
Crying louder than the sounds of bombs that leave nothing behind to show
Houses destroyed
Lives dismantled
Children that learn violence before virtue they must earn
Bred before born
Giving up suspects for a cold can of Pepsi
Soldiers filled with fury to kill but what of me?
I am your country that lacks enough reason to be
I am your leader that tortures you of ideas to be free
Yet I never allow these breaths to breathe
I am your wife that cries silently as I am left alone to care for our little three
I am your mother that wanted you to finish your college degree
I am your soul that was lost as you crossed overseas
I am you that questions your motives and now needs to rescue me

Sensations

My lyrics are like the chills you feel on your spine
I tingle
And thrill your senses
They ignite
They overflow
They re-entice
They take it slow
My lyrics are like that first time
I excite
And jerk your body through your mind
They push
They pull
They pump
They seduce your thought process and throw it into overdrive
Into a mental relapse of time where I force you to thrive
Where words and song and freedom can coincide
And not a fucking person can tell u when it's your time to shine
Because the sun
It rises and sets on my tides
On my rhymes
On my beat
To the heart
Of your sensations
I inspire and support every single individual visualization of our creations.
Do you feel me?
Cuz I feel you.
Because you are a sensation
of timbas and pianos and congas and lyrics
And a unique sensual gratification

7 Things I will Never Do When I Am A Professor

1)never read a syllabus word for word-
If I handed out the copies, I'm pretty sure if you made it to college- you are capable of reading them yourselves. You probably aren't listening to me anyway.

2)Never assign an expensive book that I will only use 2-5 passages to refer to in my lesson-
that's just assholish man! The internet..... THE INTERNET!!!!

3)No ridiculous rules example
-"don't acknowledge sneezing" Really? True story.

4)Device Policies-
it's 2011, you will never win. Oh, and PS.... you are teaching adults!!!!!

5)NO POWERPOINTS ONLY TO READ THE SAME DAMN SLIDES I'M GOING TO GIVE TO YOU ALOUD!
- I basically don't want to have to read out loud to you. I just don't get it. It's kindergarten shit.

6)No attendance Policies-
You are in college. Either your getting your school paid for or your paying out of pocket... either way, you will get what you paid for. Why am I going to force you if your just going to youtube during my lesson? Stay your ass home and get that nice "F". I still get a paycheck. I will not waste my time on those that do not want to learn, so why force it?

7)No class or lecture after a test
- a couple of reasons for this one- it will def boost my ratemyprofessor.com ratings and it sucks to have a lesson after a test. Haven't you raped my brain enough???

Reason

Find me reason to believe in a system designed for failure and that thrives on deceit
And I'll happily bag your groceries and smile as I hand you your receipt

Force me to understand why we shed blood for an empty cause
And I'll gladly shake your hand as you tell me to have a good day after you laid me off

Show me why we suffer when there will be more gain than loss for everyone
And I'll shake it off when I see my unborn son already clutching a gun

Break down freedom and equality for me because I just can't see
Why anyone would be proud of a country that glorifies modern day slavery?

Mi Salsa

I miss dance as if it were a long lost lover that knew exactly how to caress you into a sigh
I miss dance as if it were an ex lover that tried to drown you in his passion and be enraged when he realized you survived
I miss dance like earth misses that delicate balance of soft breezed summers and moonlit kissed winters under a ruby red mistletoe
I miss dance like the rhythm misses my art from my soul
My feet ache
My arms are too heavy
My heart has a broken wing
And lately my mind has been occupied by bigger things
But dance, oh, how I miss you
I miss dance as if it were a lover that you only after dark because your secrets were so deep, the sun was jealous of your heat
I miss dance like it were my public diary and every entry was to the world filled with expression that no one could judge or criticize
Just observe
I miss dance as if it were my very hips and lips and backsides' exotic curve
I miss dance as if it were my latin paradise
I miss dance like an old man misses his wise insight
I miss dance because when I dance, everything is just right
The world falls to a whisper at the sight of my pose
Everyone collapses and surrenders and inhales only at the slightest curve of my toes
They all hand on to my skirt as I spin their world
They taste my sweat and fear the passion that course thru my hot blood
And I sigh a lonely sigh as I cry unshed tears that cause my heart to flood
I miss that dance floor
I really do
But how can I do, if not, with you?

Hey you! Random Immigrant! Come Clean my House... it's legal!

Texas has long been a hotbed of controversy on immigration issues. And a proposed immigration bill in the Texas state House is sure to raise more than a few eyebrows. The bill would make hiring an "unauthorized alien" a crime punishable by up to two years in prison and a $10,000 fine, unless that is, they are hired to do household chore.

I don't think I have to say too much about this one.

School

Please hear me when I say ladies and gentlemen, school is not called daycare for a reason!

Do not think simply because you drop your children off at school that teachers are suddenly over-paid (or underpaid for that matter) babysitters.

We are not.

You, as parents, are still responsible for your children. You are responsible in making sure you know who your child is slowly being molded into and becoming, noticing the small behavioral changes, you are responsible for making sure their homework is being done, you are responsible for keeping up with the technologically advanced gizmos they can use to lie to you, you are responsible for the crowd they have now called their friends...

Teachers, teach. The do not raise your children. Their influence can only be as great as they allow it to be, however, the ass whooping they deserve must come from you. So again, this public service announcement is to remind you that your kids are your kids and they go to school for an EDUCATION not a flogging. That's your job.

I'd Tap that....?

Ok, so I have to admit. I have dated some "pretty boys," by definition... but Australian Model Andrej Pejic is a BLOKE MATE!!!!!!

Now, I can't deal with a man being just as- if not- more beautiful than myself, so unfortunately, the answer is no, I would not tap that. However, do I have a problem with this beautiful asexual adryogeneous man? Absolutely not. Society has unfortunately trained us that this is not "normal" or "ok" but hey it's a-ok for sex to sell, just not "weird sex." No, that's not ok. I have a problem with Barnes n Noble putting his magazine covers in plastic covers like the adult porn magazines. Really? The man is showing his chest the same way any other male model would. Come on America. Stop acting like a virgin. However, this man (with reluctant permission from my husband) can get it...o h y e s h e c a n.....

Me:

I love my husband ladies and gentlemen, I promise.

There is no other man that can make me feel like this....

Now, THAT, i would certainly tap. Goodnight everyone!

Freedom of Expression

I want to sing out my sorrows that hides behinds the irises of my eyes

I want to dance out the passion I feel for the music

For you

I want to create words that can save a nation and build blank canvases ready for new creations

I want to move you with my eyes closer to me

I want you to inhale the scent of my lilacs and jasmine spices that scream out

SEX

I want to sway away my problems and dance away my fears

I want you to try to contain me.....

You cannot censor these raw productions of self.

You can only give yourself to it.

Expressions are limitless

Man, has limits.

What's yours?

Thank you Wonder Twin

An Amazing article posted by a brilliant artist:

The Television Will Not Be Revolutionized.

Idiot boxes of the world unite! To fight off the effects of intelligence, replace smart quotes with fart jokes, substitute sense with scenes from Martin, let the baby's bathe in that glow and learn all manner of things they don't really need to know!

The Television Will Not Be Revolutionized!

Channel the content of some rambling nonsense deep into the annals of yo' subconscious, deprogram and depress chasing some televised success, be them, that, they and those be everything but in control,

The Television Will Not Be Revolutionized!

Small claims Court drama, teenage baby mamas, Osama watching Osama, Celebrity Endorsed indoor saunas, the perfectly cooked piraña and other cannonfodder for you to ponder, all at the speed of imitations of life while the smoke of war gets inhaled thru the peace pipes, be still my beating heart and scare my brain from thinking thoughts as i sit intoxicated by the delights, sarcasm and 3 strikes thrown by my favorite pitcher in a sound surrounded, 3 dimensional, high death, full color mixture, wholly unsocializing and completely uncensored,

The Television Will Not Be Revolutionized!

By this one-eyed monster most of the world was raised, and by this hero most of the world was saved, and to this master most of the world is slaves, it factors your fears with actors and cheers from a live studio audience pushing you to engage in a heroic act of thoughtlessness for the grand prize of a little bread, fleeting fame in the circus and every thought in yo head,

The Television Will Not Be Revolutionized!

"Ain't no changing me" said my flat screen TV, No More Che's to the rescue, or Black Panthers to correct you, just coaxial cables and satellite signals to connect you to a world that doesn't really look like it does on TV, where everything is much shorter, fatter, uglier and in disorder, where u have to do it now because there are no digital recorders where if the present gets boring you can just fast forward,

The Television Will Not Be Revolutionized!

So there will be no revolution, or paradoxically ironic televised public execution of the entire worldwide televising institution, there wont even be a celebritized, televised trial of old baby blue, cuz you see my dear friends the television will not be revolutionized but what about the revolution that should taking place inside......................of you?

By Wasalu "Lupe Fiasco" Jaco in Dedication to that guiding light of a human being Gil-Scott Heron

Polls, polls, polls!

What do you want to vote on?
Submit ideas Below!

15 Simple Luxuries

There are moments in our lives that seem to speed up when we most want it to slow down and then the moments we want to forget forever that seem to last for decades. Life is not kind nor gentle and it is what lives within ourselves that make the days brighter. Sometimes we forget what the most beautiful parts of our lives are because we are too busy remember how ugly that bigger picture appears. But day to day we are given blessings and wonderful opportunities at great smiles. Here are some of mine just from today:

1. Being able to sleep next to my husband
2. Having two wonderful dogs that are always happy to see me
3. Being able to speak to my friends and family today, even if it is was a quick text to let them know I am thinking of them or vice versa
4. Having the gift of words
5. Being able to afford the Subway I ate today
6. Hearing my husband tell me that he loves me everytime he calls me
7. Having my employees tell me they appreciate me
8. Being lucky for leaving the front window of my house open to be able to climb through it today since I forgot my house keys (i-am-a-ninja)
9. Being able to laugh with my mother
10. Having my husband stare at me as I type this with those oh lala eyes of his
11. Playing angry birds
12. Watching scrubs
13. Having a hot shower
14. Having just enough milk for the cereal I ate
15. Having the freedom to be me.....and getting in trouble for it.

You work hard, you love true, indulge in yourself and accept all that you deserve. Because we all deserve the world.

Au Natural?

PUH-LEEZE!!!

No SUCH thing anymore!

You've got these bad boys...

Full body girdles! Not only does it make you drop 2 dress sizes instantly, it also lifts your butt!

This does not include these two other options:

FOAM BUTT FILLERS!!!!!!!!! WHOOO HOOO!!! There are also butt lift jeans...

How about....

Adds two cup sizes! Miraculous!

And here is the biggest offender of all...

We are talking false lashes, concealer, lip plumper, foundation, etc etc etc.

But ladies and gents.... here is au natural...

Redness, puffy eyes, and you're lucky you can't see what I am wearing! Here are other options...

This "natural" look includes moisturizer, face primer, foundation, concealer, highlighter, blush, 4 different eyeshadow colors, bronzer, liquid eyeliner, mascara, eyeliner, lipstick, lip gloss, pressed powder, powder foundation, finishing spray and a finishing powder....

Writing that almost makes me feel like its not worth it... Here is a lesser look:

This look includes..... powder foundation, 1 eyeshadow, and eyeliner. Better?

And look #3:

Powder, 2 eyeshadows, gloss, and eyeliner. Plus, not so very natural straight hair with curls.

My husband's favorite?

The first one.

It takes about 0 mins to complete.

WHY DO WE DO THIS TO OURSELVES LADIES??????!!!!!

But we love it... yes... oh yes... we DO!

I'm Back!

It has been much too long since you and I have been together and I have missed you. It is an unfortunate truth, indeed, when life and reality intertwines with the whimsical freedom that is writing. It has been a rough start to this New Year but like always strength & inspiration & love triumph. In other words....


I'M BACK BEEEETTTTCCCHHHISSSSS!!!

Valentines Day Polls

The Results!

Is it necessary to give a gift on valentines day?
0% yes its tradition
16% no, it's a waste of money
0% have we been together long?
91% everyday is a little like vday

** Good Answers! I'm surprised more people didn't vote that it was a waste of money. After all, overpriced candy and flowers? But overall, everyday should be a little like valentine's day.

Love Boards, games, cards, dice
45% it could be sexy it adds a fun new twist
9% wack! What, are we in middle school?
36% depends on the game it could be interesting
63% I make my own games (giggity!)

**I loved the diversity in this poll!

Romance
90% necessary element
9% overrated
9% depends on the depth of the relationship
0% only if they romance me first

*I thought this was the most interesting. Romance can vary from so many different things- there is no one definition. You fist must find out what your significant other feels is romantic to them and then blah blah blah- but although this level of intimacy often leaves someone vulnerable, not one person voted only if they romance me first. Nice! Generally, people feel romance is necessary. Some felt it's overrated, and some need to evaluate the relationship first. All fair answers.

Favorite Displays of Affection
90% love letter
20% love text
70% forehead kisses
80% random kiss
80% flirting
80% backrubs
90% holding hands
70% sweet phone call
10% random gifts

**LOVED these results!!! Physical touch always triumphs, but still we love the intimacy of a letter or a phone call. The freedom to express yourself without the touch and still making it mean just as much. WOnderful! I loved that people still feel flirting is considered a display of affection- it's just a short and sweet way of saying everyone wants to feel desired and wanted. My favorite part? Very few felt that random gifts were sufficient displays of affection. Fuck the material, we want the physical baby!


In or Out?
18% Out! I want to enjoy the night with you
45% in! SO many possibilities...
0% Can we just have sex now?
54% All 3 work for me!

** I go with the latter!

Tis better to have Loved and Lost or not Loved at all?
90% Loved and lost
0% not loved at all
9% forget love!
9% depends on the love

** Well, there you have it.

Flavored Body Massages?
36% very sexy!
0% disgusting and sloppy
81% at least find me one that tastes good!
18% whatever, can we have sex now?

**I found this one to be the funniest! SOme people out there just don't care... lets just get it on!

Best Lingerie Texture?
80% silk
20% lace
0% leather
0% mesh

**Ladies! Take the hint! Just because your guys may watch kinky porno with leather bounded whores, doesn't mean he wants you to look like them! lol ANd if it were women who voted, Fellas get the hint! That shit is uncomfortable to wear! You try it! However, I must say I wore a gown this weekend that was silk and mesh and it was very sexy (not to mention absurdly comfortable) Don't underestimate the power of mesh!

Chocolate, flowers, stuffed animals?

70% super cute for any occasion
10% tacky and played out
20% depends on the presentation
0% only for Vday

**I would have to agree with all of them. Crazy, right?! THATS CUZ IM CRAAAZZZAAAYYYYY!!!!

It's Our Anniversary!

March 20th, we made it 2 years being married!!!!!!!! December 20th was 5 years and two of those were of marriage. WOWsers!

To My Husband:

This life, this mortal, tedious, daily strife is nothing short of a wasted projection of tears damped in black and white. And then out of the gift of God- he gives us this treasure, this alternative to bleak reality- and blesses us with colors and inspiration and purpose- and he names it Love.
And as he whispered this concept, this idea, this rare and delicate miracle to the wind- he decided that only those who listened could experience this divine and monumental dream. And for some reason, little ol me, heard the wind beat box to me your name- and instantly- I saw forever.
And here we are- hand in hand, creating rainbows in mid-air and dancing on the trees- because this life we live, it means nothing to me- but with you- all I see is beauty, truth, and endless possibilities.

Happy Anniversary I love you.

Japan

Listen up....

Sending out prayers does not stop the radiation
Giving out your heart does not feed or shelter them
Them being in your thoughts does not help them.

They need CONCRETE AID! If you have seen any of the videos or pictures or are even slightly aware of the terrible nightmare they are living, and will be suffering through for quite some time, PLEASE follow the link below to the different places you can donate to.


http://news.yahoo.com/s/yblog_newsroom/20110311/wl_yblog_newsroom/japan-earthquake-and-tsunami-how-to-help

Imagine your entire life being washed away LITERALLY, or looking for your loved ones for days with no way of knowing if they are still alive, imagine having to explain this tragedy to a younger sibling or child or even worse, trying to erase the images that are now imprinted in their mind.

Most of the donation sites require at least a $10 contribution. I think that is affordable.

If the emotional aspect doesn't get to you then consider this- your donation is tax deductible and the US is in debt to Japan. If their economy shuts down, what do you think that means for us? (if this got to you more than the images I provided...... you're an asshole)

JAPAN NEEDS US!!!!!

How to Understand women

HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Just Kidding!!! There is no such thing!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!

However, if I had to give a "typical" (what does that even mean?!) guy some advice here are some good tips:

1. I don't care how honest you guys are with each other... NEVER EVER EVER say she looks fat. If she talks bad about herself, suck it up, tell her she's gorgeous and that's it. Repeat 8,000,000,000,000 times.

2. When you make a comment such as "Oh man, I think red is so hot." and we are not wearing red, automatically our ridiculous woman mind says that whatever color we are wearing is NOT hot. Yeah, yeah, I know. But its true.

3. Whether they tell you or not, women love to get put in their place. It shows dominance and masculinity and we will probably rape you at that moment.

4. If she tries something new with her makeup, fashion, hair, etc. Please remember although we realize that unless you are a homosexual you have zero knowledge of how much thought goes into our beauty regime, your opinion weighs heavily on us, so viewer discretion is advised.

5. Don't ever tell us our roots are showing, our eyebrows need plucking, or our legs are prickly. Listen here big guy, reach down and make sure you still have a pair and remember you shouldn't care about anything besides the fact that we are allowing you to have sex with us. Roots cost money and are not fun to administer, eyebrow plucking/waxing is painful, and shaving/waxing our legs and them being smooth lasts all but 1-2 days so if you didn't touch them within that time frame, we are not risking razor bumps for you because then you will notice how red our legs are. (sigh) Get it? Just don't mention it.

I have a vagina and I approve this message.

Religion....Church....Cult...it's like tomato, toe-mato!

The honor code's instructions for living a "chaste and virtuous life" include attending church on a regular basis while abstaining from alcohol, tobacco, tea, coffee, drugs, pornography, gambling, homosexuality, and swearing, as well as premarital sex. "Feelings of attraction" are permitted.-
Rules of a Mormon High School

Clearly..... coffee and tea are eeeevvvilll!!!

Wanna Watch an orgasm???

Yes, that's right!

A College Professor gave a live demonstration for educational purposes in his Sex Ed class of a man using a sex toy on a woman in order to give her an orgasm. The demonstration was optional and students were warned that it was going to be graphic. SAY WHAAAATTT?? Live porn in school?! Hell YEAH!

Of course, controversy erupted. Parents (despite the fact that these are grown ass adults in college) were enraged and even public and school officials that this kind of behavior was permitted.

Forget the crisis in Japan, forget the possible World War 3, forget that Thor is coming out this summer, forget all that important stuff in the world... let's focus on adults in a controlled environment volunteering to watch an educational sexual demonstration. GASP! THE HORROR!

Interesting how we can glamorize and say that "sex sells," to manufacture and sell products, but we can't teach it. America, America, shame on you and your pubescent virginity. We all know your a whore.

What a beautiful thing!

Robot Teachers

South Korea & The Philippines get over 60 Robot teachers to teach them English. The robots read and speak and interact with students with an LCD screen of a Caucasian woman who also sings and dances with the robot moving it's arms and legs. A few things...

1. This is awesome. Way to go technology!

2. Slowly but surely, humans are limiting human interaction and being replaced by machines that are prompted to feel emotions. Can this really compare to a live person teaching?

3. So, I'm pulling the race card here. Why is the woman a Caucasian? This is the "generic" face they choose to portray the English language? Forget the USA, even England has a bunch of different colors...NOT COOL ASIANS! NOT COOL!

Like A G6

.....was recorded and produced in 2 hours and now is a worldwide hit.

Talent, ladies and gentlemen. Pure talent. This was the thought process behind the song:

group member Kev Nish told MTV News. "But Drake, Drake talks about having G4 pilots on deck, so we said, 'What's flyer than a G4?' Of course, it would be a G6"

..........

My thoughts exactly, Peter. Thank you for sharing. But I bet you love that song when it comes on in the club. Damn you.

Bush......again.

Katrina photo was a big mistake.

no no no i am kidding... sort of... here is the real photo:

Ahhhh, look at his look of anguish. Is that what that is? Or perhaps, he is hungry? Hmph. No, no, I am genuinely stumped.

10 Reasons why I should have been a dude

Before every woman on earth attacks me on this piece, let's be realistic. There are stereotypical attributes that belong to each sex and I just happen to have a lot of the ones that belong to, well, men.

1. I love absolutely every show on the Spike Channel, lovingly dubbed, "the man channel."

2. I get excited and competitive when playing video games. (watching the previews of new ones also excite me too - - - as I reserve the games at gamestop.)

3. I am pretty obsessed with comic books and the actually good renditions of the movies they make.

4. I love man razors. Yes, that's right. Fuck waxing. Man razors are better.

5. I think women are evil and manipulative. For example, Oh I want to be with you but wait, we can't because my past has been rough blah blah blah but I still love you. Or how about this, You are supposed to read my mind!! EEEEEVVVVIIILLLLLL!!!!!!!
And by the way, men recognize when you walk in heels that are too high and look like you have a stick in your ass. Fun fact # 2, you emit your whore scent from miles away, so please don't be insulted when men want to limit the conversation. Just thought us, er, I mean, men should tell women.

6. I love sport cars and racing.

7. I have the biggest potty mouth on earth. Seriously. The only exceptions are kids. Small kids.

8. I think small dogs are gay.

9. I also think pretty boys are gay. And soft. And I could whoop their ass.

10. I can't deal with tears if I don't love you. I really can't. I almost feel like slapping the bitch out of you. Equal treatment for both males and females.

Lightening

I strike as silently as the flash that you seldom see
That jump in your heart once you realize that beauty was me
Fear that ignites as quickly as it disappears
Your eyes realize the brightness of my path that I clear
Only for seconds for my rage is that great
Silent
Bright
Don’t underrate
Unconquered phenomena that seeks solitude with grace
Yet I demand your attention with each gravitational pull
You cannot silence me I am a force to be reckoned with if you can try to find a
way to
Define my theories that bend the rules of this world’s time
My bolts of ideas leave shadows of my influence behind
I am unstoppable, beautiful, deadly
with a brightness to bring dark skies to life
Science, reason, and logic target my location but cannot understand my strife
I challenge the moon and rape the clouds to bend to my will
I wish you could see that beyond this beauty I withhold a special skill
That only you can see
I am strong for others while constantly providing new ways to protect me
Whereas you hold my power of love and truth
And you are my lightening that I run to

Fear

I do not fear death but I fear inadequateness and lack of purpose run amiss.
I do not fear hurt but I fear the rejection of a kiss
I do not fear life but fear lack thereof.
I do not fear sacrifice but I fear the broken promise of love
I do not fear being alone but I fear loneliness
I do not fear politics but I fear the potency of my eloquence
I do not fear society but I fear its silence
I do not fear change but I fear the fall of a white picket fence
I do not fear blood but I fear my reflection after I have pulled the trigger
I do not fear racism but I fear the ignorance of a black man that refers to
himself as a nigger
I do not fear the sweat of hard work but I fear laziness
I do not fear the darkness but I fear the whispers of the selfish temptress
I do not fear war but I fear the cries of parentless children
I do not fear a bullet but I fear the words that bleed on my paper from my pen
I do not fear failure but I fear the lesson not learned
I do not fear man but I fear his greed and his evil well earned
I do not fear experience but I fear regret
I do not fear the scorn from mere eyes but I fear that my name they will never
forget
I do not fear my anger but I fear for those that unleash it
I do not fear hate but I fear the ones that have been taught to embrace it
I do not fear my talents but I fear their limitlessness
I do not fear mistakes but I fear the weak that refuse forgiveness
I do not fear knowledge but I fear the misconstrued
I do not fear what I cannot understand but I fear the liar that had himself
fooled
I do not fear the unknown but I fear I will never know all
I do not fear the jump but I fear my reliance on the one who was supposed to
catch me before I fall
I do not fear reliance or trust but I fear their failure
I do not fear the impact or the past but I fear how much of the good I will
remember… will there be enough?
I have a bad memory…so I hope so.

Surprise!

Caught up in a world forced to turn no matter if you want to dance
Words fall on deaf ears for power is the only chance
To accomplish a cause to be recognized without being patronized
But surprise!
I'm a woman
My powers of seduction are as dangerous as a predators stalk
I don't need to have sex with you to demand your respect as I walk
I seduce you with words and control your gaze above my blouse and leave you
breathless without a peak or a sigh
For the venom I whisper is more tantalizing than what awaits in between my
thighs
Realize my beauty is stronger than my perfect form
For I can seduce even if my figure is far from the considered standards of
pretty's norms
I speak with passion because I know no other way to say
What is on my mind and how to solve everything you cannot simply wave away
Beware the woman that has a mind
For that will end the ignorance of the whores that poison mankind
And men will be forced to start listening and realizing our worth and making
the change instead of the games
Chivalry is dead and women are to blame

Today & Tomorrow

What we live for today sometimes never even matters tomorrow
What we do today we mourn for hours and yesterday sinks into a deeper sorrow
What do we use as "credentials" to determine what is important today
and what can be left for tomorrow
Why do we struggle for happiness but find easy routes to obtain greed
Why do we hide from love and stray from truth but preach about never being
freed
From a gilded cage we ourselves have created and found to use only when hiding
is beneficial
That of course means when we are being cowards and superficial
What we strive for today should mean something tomorrow
What we say today should reflect a lifetime's worth of fulfillment to ease
a soul's hollow
How we love should be risky, dangerous, exciting, and true
Taking chances on what we believe is right even when there is no one that
believes in you
What we determine is right is usually morally wrong
But what lies in a heart's strength is always the notes of our truest songs
Morally wrong is simply based on perspective
Are you brave enough to intercept this disabled contraceptive?
Be bold and follow that tune in your head and the glass stairs to your heart
For today is simply your forever's jump start
Shouldn't it mean something more than just the everyday hustle and strife
for the American dream?
If you dream on solid ground with your head to the sky and you feet planted..
that dream will become more than what reality may seem and that image will
become much more concrete than simply a gleam

We Differ

We are all just mere humans that walk this earth looking for a purpose but
don't know where to start
Revolution and evolution lives solely in our souls and begins with our hearts
I am a woman
You are a man
You have a penis you tend to use as often as a kickstand
I have ovaries that I use to complain, nag, and bitch then expect the world to
understand
But all jokes aside what can we give back to the beauty of our lives?
We live we breathe but we are far from free
So what distinguished you from me?
In my life I have done nothing extraordinary nor have seen great sites or
discovered new technologies
But I have stood amongst armies of societies and hit them with passion filled
philosophies on the catastrophes of modern day hypocrisies
I am but another latin woman that just like the rest raises her voice to a
point of cardiac arrest when I feel a little pressed and I talk with my hands
much more than the rest
But this latin woman has surpassed all prejudices of speaking ignorant brown
girl spanglish
I have learned the power of words and allowed entire empires to relish at this
new fetish
Called knowledge
I won't be a surgeon with a million medical terms that took years to
memorize
I wont be an athlete that makes America marvel as my abilities are paid to be
maximized
I wont be an actress or a model or hell even close to a modern day girl should
look
But where I stand alone is that I decided to not read your story and write my
own fucking book
Not listen to your hate but debate why oh why do we simply just believe without
believing we risk ourselves at the stake?
I differ in that I speak loud and oh my do I use the potency of these words
that swirl off my tongue and never look back when I start to run much like the
power you think you have when you lift that cannon and fire that gun
I teach and create and aspire to touch the world with one gentle whisper at a
time
I am better than you because I have loved truly, fully, and as freely as these
lyrics find the inspiration to rhyme
I have a story to tell and perhaps that's what distinguishes you from me
But my story is merely pages as plain as your fresh white tee
that without the heart I had to write them, they would be empty
Just like you
Your not alone but close your eyes and realize your all by yourself
Looking in others what you lack in yourself
No passion no ambition no fire to truth
That is the difference between me and you
Not the clothes we wear our careers or the music we listen to or where we grew
up
It's the fact that I live bravely enough to speak as freely as I can touch
I will be a professor sparking beauty and building kingdoms with words to
nurture our children's future and pushing them to the melody of life
I will be a wife that loves her husband infinitely and that prides to live in
the kitchen under that knife
I will write poetry perfectly poised to position passion purposely aimed to
enlighten endlessly to entice eagerly everybody
I'll eventually pay off all this debt only to realize I lost half my good
credit
I'll finally be able to afford my dream car only to realize that damn 2020
to pay it off is pretty damn far
I wont be rich I wont be famous I wont have most of the things I thought I
could
But boy with these endless canvases of dreams and a freedom that can't
stand still
I would
I should
And I will
And still
WE differ.
Because I will not settle yet my story is simple
I live based on love and faith and he is the beauty mark on my smile each time
I show my dimples
Status means nothing and classes are overrated and believe me no matter how
many times you play the damn lottery its just pure luck
I am distinguished because beyond all the darkness, bullshit, and pressures of
being distinguished in society's eyes to be accepted.
I just don't give a fuck.

Happy New Year

Here is another year. You are given another exciting opportunity to change, omit, adjust, add, enhance, or stop any aspect or characteristic that once defined your life. You have 365 days to accomplish this. Who doesn't get excited at this idea of a new beginning? But how can you move forward, without looking back?

I have failed in trying to summarize the past 365 days in some witty or deep poetic manner that can somehow accurately describe how those days have been spent either succeeding in my daily goals/struggles, or failing. So, Instead I chose to just say this:

2011 will be different. Because it has to be different.

Best Wishes to All!

Miss Independent

You see, because, one thing you must know about me
Is I was a Miss-You-ain’t-gonna-lock-me-down-baby-I-am-free
And I wasn’t to be taken lightly
Quite frankly
To cross any boundaries
Usually left you connected to a phone telling you you marked the number
incorrectly
But you didn’t. I just didn’t want you calling me.
Anyway
My point is plain.
I was no princess waiting for a prince to claim
Because I was the reason the dragon was already slain
Men were toys, and my heartbreak made sure to remind me of the pain they bring
So I decided that love just wasn’t my thing
I went on dates, I even met your parents, mr and mrs whatshisface
Until you caught me with another man’s arm around my waist
And what’s worse is you couldn’t complain or show your disappointment
Because you showed up early and I already briefed you about Him
remember? He’s my 6 o’clock “appointment”
All my candidates supplied free movies and dinners and dances and drinks
All within months of still seeing my past link
He played with me so I played with him
And silly me I found myself amused by how I could use him at whim
For emotional comfort and what ever else was needed at the market
It must have been exactly the reason I was such an easy target
Amongst my twisted fantasy I found myself at the end of a retail aisle staring… no..
let’s be honest… I was gazing
At what I thought at that moment was a man who defined amazing
A fool, a toddler, a loser to say the least, that was frozen in the moment and wasn’t
smart enough to flee
Was enveloped in the moment he touched the first key
I felt the thought manifest, I felt it develop and convert into a concrete thought out
of the blue
And dammit I couldn’t stop before I asked him
“Is there anything you can’t do?”
I didn’t wait for the response, I don’t even think our eyes met
I swiftly walked away to die in my embarrassment
And 5 years later I see it everyday
The answer to the question I asked before I ran away
This woman that once didn’t give a damn about any species with testis or an adam’s
apple, just to be sure
Felt a love so true so deep and so pure
So the answer is simple, because you see
You have to be in love, like me, to be free
So remember that question I asked before
when I was that girl that asked
“Oh, we went out? I’m sorry- and you’re who?”
And now as a woman I can give you my heart as I tell you
No, there isn’t a thing in this world he can’t do.

Definition

I find myself gasping for the words
Running thru the ends of the earth to figure it all out
How in the world can I explain, how can I make it somehow known
How can I make you see and taste music
How can I find the correct adjectives when all I can imagine to portray are verbs
And how can u prove the magic and mystery and the fire that lives in me
When I must describe this reality of a dream
The aches of my fingers from gripping the sheets
The passion that still lingers in the air
That kiss…..
Oh, that kiss
Please put an end to all of this madness
Because I cannot seek an answer
Given some sort of divine interference from behind the stars and from over and
beyond and above
How to explain how it feels to be in love………

Talib Kweli

Hit me up on twitter tonight. EPIC moment for me! As one of my favorite all time- i -would-take-his-albums-on-a-deserted-island-type-of-shit- this is pretty awesome. WHOO HOOOO!!!

5 Things I don't understand....

1. Why do you think your diet coke is canceling out your cheeseburger? You think that really helps? Oh, no, I get it. You like the taste of diet soda. Shut up. Nobody likes the taste of diet soda.

2. "Oh no my kid is pregnant at 16!"- Do you let them watch anything on tv past 5pm? Do they have access to the internet? Is your child aware of the fact that they have genitals in the 21st century? CONGRATULATIONS! YOUR KID WILL BE PREGNANT SOON!

3. I don't care that she is a celebrity but now she is a best selling author.... and I will await the day God smites Snooki for being Snooki.

4. Why movies that deal with salsa have that gay generic "feel the music" theme. If you try to "feel the music" on the dancefloor in a real salsa club you are not going to be feeling much of short of an asshole.

5. Why do cops say "have a nice day," after giving you a ticket. Now if we slap you with the dark side of our hand and tell you your mom thinks your a failure, then we are in the wrong, right? Ugh. Politics.

"Legally Separated"

This term is an acceptable term on tax forms, legal documentations, and is admissible in court. It is also rumored to function like pixie dust with dashes of hopes and dreams on those strained marriages when one's spouse utters the words, "I need some space," or "I just need a break."

Like what, a vacation?

This conversation actually began between a co-worker and I. This person was telling me that the spouse was "unstable and stressed," about their current situation and that they weren't making it easier on each other. They were actually making it worse. Spouse #1 was already looking for places to move....temporally. They had calmly discussed how they would manage seeing the children and how the finances would be handled during this undetermined amount of time throughout their separation. Everything seemed logical and correctly planned out. Spouse #1 needed a break and spouse #2 felt this may be the best thing if that is what the relationship needed. Besides, as long as the kids are being juggled correctly, what else mattered? Well... then I asked a question, that to me, seemed like the most obvious and pretty damn important question.

So, are you guys allowed to date?

The response I got was a blank stare of "huh. I never thought about that."

I would like some studio audience feedback and then Legally Separated pt 2 will return.....for my ULTIMATE response! (exil laugh x2)