Ode to My BlackBerry lol

I finally found her. The one that understands my needs and delivers on them. Nothing I've requested of her has been denied. It's like she exists to please me. Oh how I've yearned for this feeling of utter joy. The feeling of success when I wake up in the morning.

As soon as I see her upon awakening I have no choice but to awaken her as well. She immediately updates me on all that I need to know. I barely even have to ask.Many of you must be wondering how her communicating abilities are. Let me tell that we understand each other perfectly. It's like the feel of my fingers let her know how I feel and her tone informs me of her.

HER BODY! Wow her body. She is curvy like no other but firm where she needs to be. Her measurements...8...3...2...0. Giggity giggity. I call her Berry. And now that I have her...life will never be the same.

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We are not now...We are an amalgamation of before...

"There is no Today without Yesterday and there is no Tomorrow without Today!"
-Selebano Mathlape
(South African Freedom Fighter)

That's What It Looks Like...And This Is What It Feels Like!

So Saturday night the ReadNex featured for a packed house at the Julia DeBurgos Cultural Center over on 1680 Lexington Ave. The event was Lyrical Revolt 10: A Celebrations of Hip Hop. The ANSWER Coalition put it together as a benefit concert featuring the 4 Elements of Hip Hop. The ANSWER Coalition is an org that "mobiliz[es] against all wars from Brooklyn to Baghdad. It was a pleasure and an honor to work with them on such a valuable and worthwhile cause. Other features of the night were the crowd rousing Rebel Diaz were the lyrical mindblowing Hassan Salaam. If you were'nt there...WOW I Mean.. WOWIE! did you miss an amazing event.

All night I had butterflies. I didn't know what was going on. It was like all of the drama that I've been dealing with (family, money, workshops...the usual) throughout the past few weeks built up inside of me that day and evening. My mind kept dwelling on what had to be done. The work that I'd have to do to push myself forward. The endless work that has to be down to uplift mi gente of all shapes, colors and locations. It all built up inside and created within me a dense fog the size of a single mom's determination. I couldn't think, hear, eat, taste, feel or be the man that I normally be. Then...lo que paso, paso.

It was time! Osiris (one of the hosts and event organizers) announced us and we had no choice but to grab the mics, allow DJ H20 to get in position and rock the crowd with words, music and truth in the hopes that the sun could shine for just a little longer. After that I recall little. I hear that we were amazing. The photos I've seen show intense passion in each one of our faces. Psychologists call what I experienced "Flow". The point in which the mind looses itself in an activity so much that time, feelings, thoughts and everything else suddenly stops. When I perform sometimes...I experience exactlly that. Everything stops. I see no faces...hear no sounds...I merely feel energy and a presence both within and around me. When I walk towards a micrphone it feels like walking on a cloud and knowing that at some point the weight of your body will bring you crashing down. But when I grab the mic...I float. Peace comes to me. No...I become Peace. Afterwards people shake my hand and or pat me on the back as they tell me how great the performance was. I usually find myself in a state of confusion. Not knowing what occured. Not sure that what just happened indeed did happen. All that I'm sure of...is that I'm alive.

That is one of the reasons I do what I do. Why I educate our Youth on how to use Poetry as a means of expression. Speak about issues that I feel strongly about. Perform pieces that were given to me by a power above me. Because as my life bring thoughts in others to life...they revive and purify all of my being.

Learn, Educate, Repeat!
Latin

All Good.

For those of you concerned about my previous post...it's all good in Latin's world. They're merely thoughts that stemmed from a series of conversations throughout the week that reached an undeniable reality in my mind. We've all got something to deal with. All that matters at the end of the day is that like in "Finding Nemo" we must "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming" Yes I just quoted an animated movie. Hey it was a good movie alright!

Peace, Paz, Salaam,
Latin

Hmmm...

Ever feel lost and confused? Like the choices you've made haven't been the right ones? As if the people around you drive you insane but you've got no choice but to deal with it? Concealed how you reaaaalllllyyy felt about something? Kept it in to keep the peace but you live without peace within? Lived your life through the life of another thinking that it was really yours and then you realize the person you were following has been following someone else the whole time? Tough to sleep at times? Got all these thoughts pushing back and forth in your brain? Ya sit and try ta write dem down but they juuuussst wooon't come out.

Congratulations! You're Human! Keep Swimming!

Don't Do It!

For those of you thinking of giving up...Don't do it.
Those of you that think you can't go any further...stop thinking that.
For the many that think this is it...think again.

We can do this. No matter what it is you are working through you can succeed. Just push and push until you need to push again. Go forward because you can. Because there were many that fought for you to be right where you are now. Go forward because if you go back a little boy or little girl will think hmmm.

Sigue, Sigue, Il suit, Il suit!

Go on and push on further because that voice in your head that's saying you should give up is the voice of Fear. You are stronger, than Fear ever could be. You may have not realized it but you are. So push and push and push. The moment you think you should stop push again.

Pa'Lante Brothers and Hermanas...Pa'Lante!