wrote an untitled passage in an untitled journal as reflections manifest from the b o u l e v a r d of broken dream$
even when there's a cheeseburger french fries the muslim professor SELLS inspiration by the ounce never the pound found scattered pages of Hector's letter laced with the i n n e r wisdom like truth & mellow moods on a rainy afternoon ~
my unlimited passions continue to live intoxicated like a narcotic power I HAVE NO CONTROL OF! I am the black brother actor I eagerly take roles like the RED BLACK GREEN skull cap syndrome on the boulevard of b r o k e n dream$
I walked pass this dude wit' attitude as he raps don't trust the hype brought on by negative stereotypes I got 3rd eye sight cuz I'm a positive prototype!
yeah I thought this is the boulevard of dream$ cuz none are broken not really . .
I am an oxymoron -xxx
they showed us phYsically, we could reach infinitY, but mentally, through the century, we lost our identitY -Rakim
1. "RE: UNLIMITED PASSAGE . . " In response to Reply # 0
I always look forward to the jazz accompaniment that is ever present. the artfully placed signature you have within your writing is phenomenal. I mean i actually hear a voice when reading and not my own I only pray someone else in here admits this so as not to have anyone call the locals and have me committed for "hearing voices"
"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..." ASIEM "Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran (Be and it is) " A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder
3. "RE: UNLIMITED PASSAGE . . " In response to Reply # 0
The characters in your joints are so kool & relate~able ... (sometimes reminding me of my relatives or friends) -- I'd just love to sit down and have a drink with ALL of em' -- *LoL* .... Oh yeah, and you too!
You really ARE an oxymoron! --
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥