I'm out

Never again will i be left in the dark
so i guess never again will you fall with your heart
fuck the dumb shit... i aint dumb shit...
o yea and nevermind that bum shit...
Have fun shit!!
I'm through with it i can't make any deals
i can tell you how evil you feel
this shit is worth taking some pills
but shit you aint even ill
well it might make me get better
i mean feel better
but hell so will the sunny weather
no no u dont understand
where theres a will theres a way
man bullshit im just a man
i can will all i want and the way
never stands
how about i just follow my head instead
cause your hearts to weak
but your mind is unstable
fuck u im able
no ur not you cant
bullshit!!! I can!
damn!!!

The messenger

A messege form in the clouds falls from the sky/ lands in the hearts of many word spead for miles/ the messenger gifted prolific with his words/ very meticulous with the placement of his verbs/ he recognizes his audience is reckless/ and only want to see the bling on his neckless/ and only wants to hear the drugs that he rest with/ and only want to be the thugs that he dealth with/ but deeper than that the butterfly effect got'm mezmorized falling in love with...that!!!

Survival of the fittest

I had something i wanted to write this morning but i dont know how to write it cause my thoughts are jumbled... today i woke up wishy washy and unstable i think i lost one of the legs off my table this is true not a fable... balance and stablity please if your able. Tolerance is the capacity to endure hardship and pain because im "not easily broken" to the moon is where i aim. To get in the way would be stupid you might as well join the train chu-chu kid! There are a lot of curse words and mean ass quotes floating around now someone once said a smile is a frown turned upside down i also learned that you use more muscles frowning but if that is fact then is a smile really a frown turned upside down... i think not... Anyway i blog because i have these moments where my heart and my mind fight with reality and truth... then i get lost and i dont understand but then there's this thing called love the most perculiar thing ever... Some people can say i love you and really don't know what it means... if you love someone you love everything about them including their flaws... alrighty then... i have a knack for picking... enough said...

Memories

Thoughts dig deep like when i stood about two feet... u sat on the porch and smoked tweeds... i made mud pies to throw in the streets... i sat on the porch and played "bingo" aka "that's my car"we walked 5 blocks school didn't seem that far... 3 blocks in, you stopped at the bar so 2 blocks i ran...damn then you met him... and we moved in a few years later i had a little sister... he was a real hustle man with a junk trunk in the front and stash in the back over the attic where i stayed at... he had three stacks in a can in a hole in the yard... next to the old broken down brougham brown car... his friends used to come over all the time... knock on the side door and buy this thing he called the pine... nickels, dimes, and quarters he taught me my math...no certain order... then we moved from the west to lively and i had to ride a bus and highly... hated it!!! but when they said i couldn't read... yea, that's the way they stated it... i had to leave the honors school and go to public one Ha...the new school said i was to smart for my own good but i didn't fit with the geeks... so, I'm burning down the block and search the neighbor while you were gone to work...i ran the hood... Key around my neck, latched to my Jordan, or on my handle bars... one time i went to far and didn't have a car... i didn't get home till 11...a least i prayed to the heaven... cause i caught a flat... and this was way back...had to walk my bike it was dark... started to run cause some stupid dog barked... i got home spooked... it was just me... 7 came quick i got up for school... little did you know what i went through... but hey i made it and pride came through... yep I'm the man...who... me that's who... and then you met him...

"My heart, my life, my song"

Born 4/2/1980 to a little light skinned red haired lady
she was discharged about three days later

to a world that was misunderstood
like a lonely sheep left out to the wolves

she was to young to go out on her own
about two years later she was out on her own

GED in one hand JAG in the other
Now that's what you call a single black mother

Had to get a job just to feed my mouth
her 11 to 7 was a 12 round bout

but never alone cause GOD helps his own
with the master chaperon she raised a milestone

wash my own clothes wash my own dishes
played by myself may a lot of wishes

thank you Momma for bring the wild child out the jungle
now I'm warmed up ready to rumble this is my heart this is my life this is my song.

co2005.
JaG

Are you kidding me?

No I'm not.... not me couldn't be
why has thou mistaken me for a fool
what did you think i would do
you blew me over threw me over
told me i was the man like Hova

Get thee fuckth out of hereth
i have no qualms with the guy but
turn around bissssssh say bu bye
lights out...mask on... tight cap... cask iron
o snap he's home don't grab he gone...
door slam... in face screeching tires shes fired

Now wait a minute Muthafuqer
take a picture it may last longer
paint a picture it may cause hunger

but maybe if i say what i got to say
maybe just maybe today
maybe i got a bad attitude maybe it's me
maybe i ain't only one who understands
maybe you'll see
maybe i wanna decide what i may be
maybe made me think about it...
maybe?

LOok HeRe

Good morning!!!!

Honestly if your reading this either its not morning anymore or you just so happen to stumble across this blog well welcome... And thank you for taking the time out to read/listen/ entertain your imagination with my mental voice. So... if this is your first time reading me please go back throughout my blogs and choose one or two and read them... my favorites are some of the first entries like "Seems like Ur ready", "The infamous kiss"... Unlike some bloggers i tend to write more creatively but for some reason i feel like running my mouth right now... Now pay attention cause my thoughts are run-on sentences that never really end and i have to say what i think else i get flabbergasted and frustrated... so i write to relieve stress, reveal dreams, to acknowledge people and to express my mind and soul!!!

O Shout out section:
Yes Yes I follow a lot of people I am fans/friends/ just plain stalkers probably to some.... with that said this is the shout out section:
My Mom ( my strength) "Keep your eyes on the prize boy!"
My Nanny aka Grandmother (my Idol) " You can do all things through Christ"
Danielle:( my heart) "I see your Halo"
Benecia, Anton, Askia: (my besties) "The Chief aka ATL's #1 bartender" ," Malik The pretty one"and "The Queen of the Hills" ha ha!!
Leah Labelle & Zewdy: ( The song birds) " I get chills just thinking about them singing", and Leah is also an artist, plus you can check both these ladies out on you-tube.
Alexis Belon: (The east coast mentality)" Gotta love it"
Janay (The Bus ride)" What's in the secret box"
Jillian ( The Faithful response) Always encouraging to know someone reading.
There are many more blogs i follow please check them out.
Enough shout outs....
well the daily experience is just about over enjoy enjoy!!!

Your life story would not make a good book. Don't even try.

You know what i disagree totally with my title i think everybody's life is interesting whether you can write a book that is interesting enough to sale is different because honestly think about it how many peoples lives are like yours...None... right but the problem is what's the difference in the difference? To it's the ability to reach people with it and to evoke emotion. Regardless how good my story is if it doesn't touch you; you wont like me and for example i died and came back 5 days later... But with me just telling you that you don't feel the intensity... Now...

Coming in and out of consciousness only thing i can hear is Jessi saying "stay with me baby". "Please stay awake." The last thing i remember before that is standing in the door way screaming you got this man in my house, in my bed, what the hell were you thinking! I-I-I... can't B!!!!! and then I'm in the ambulance with a plastic mask on my face and my wife looking at me with tears in her eyes. I could feel myself drift out of consciousness and float away from my body as my total existence reached the outside of my body i could see her put her head on my chest and weep it was silent until i heard her thoughts... "Dear lord please don't take him away from me, he is the man of my dreams i know i made a mistake Lord please forgive me!" i woke up five days later from the sun beaming down on my forehead tubes in my nose and my legs numb from laying in the same spot so long. With this paper skirt on the butt out. "Damn it's hot!" i say in the best voice i could with these damn tubes down my throat. "Oh baby...O my gosh... I didn't think... O never mind you're here!" She said... i remember why I'm in here now I caught her ass in the bed with another guy. Um i wonder if she cares for real or if she was hoping i died...

Just a little dreamy thought

As i look into her eyes i realize she'll be by my side forever till i die

and

I cant lie it feels so fly that i might cry....

why?

cause she's the only one that understands

never talks back walks out or makes plan...

I feel right at home when she's on... she's home....

shoot let me go so i can say my vows loud and clear

in front of all these people here

I do solemnly swear to tell my heart

keep it real, never fear to shed a tear

yeah!!!

i hope you forever hear everything I'm saying here

i love you dear...

Sweet Dreams. rude awakenings

OK so i had this dream the other day... and the other day i had this dream....

I come out of the bathroom fresh out of the shower nothing but a towel on. The lights around the house dim. The ambiance in the house is perfect for a sex scene, the quiet storm on the radio Maxwells "submerge" playing. Every step i took towards the bedroom the sense of eroticism heightens. As i get to the door of the bedroom the door is cracked and i can see the candle light flicker off the ceiling. As i walk into the room i see her standing at the end of the bed. She's wearing this blue lace satin nightie that flows with her body as she slowly walks towards me. When she gets close enough to reach me she pulls my towel and it falls to the floor...we start to kiss i gently caress her nightie off her body. she lays down on the bed and says "Take me, I want you right now"... and then i wake up... DAMN IT ALARM!!!

Unexpected Journey

As I pull in the parking spot, put the car in park ,roll the windows up, and put one foot out the car but before i got all the way out i have to looked in the console to get a piece of orbit gum... Maui melon mint don't ask me why but... it was a new flavor and the packs were on sale 2 for 1 or 2 for $2 something like that so i bought them both gas up and hit the road... anyway back to the moment at hand... insert gum, mirror check, smile check, fresh smell check, good attitude check, yea i think I'm ready.

So i step out of the car shoot a smile. She says,"How are you?" UH UH UH in my head I'm stuttering but instinctively i say fine and you? Cause what else could she have ask maybe how was your drive but that answer still would have been suffice. She was amazing maybe I'm bias but i thought she hadn't aged one bit she still looked the same fine as a spider web in the spring sun with morning dew on it deeeeezzzam.... Yep this is going to be interesting. Mind met heart... heart met her... Heart says "Hell what if she's crazy? minds says "shut up its your turn to speak"... O O Hey did you have a good day today? this spark a good conversations i tried to pay attention as much as possible so i could engage in meaningful conversation and see where she stands on my genuine scale... and as i stair into her eyes i get lost in her thoughts... follow me... now this is part of my keen ability to shift through bullshit... (going into museum director mode)

OK as we enter the maze we call the mind through the eyes of a stranger you can see that in the back of her mind she has some interesting thoughts about guys and her journey in life has landed her some bad experiences then if you look to the left you can see her ability to trust has been scratched off a little bit kind of like a scratch off lotto ticket, but if you look to the right....

hold on... listen ....she just ask us a question. O she just ask if we were thirsty... Sure juice is fine. OK back to the maze... Where was i? o OK yea and to the right is her spontaneous button kind of like a fire alarm on the wall it seems to be big so she might be one that likes to try new things and loves adventure she may even be creative let's see. And last but not lest, straight back is the glass of love it's a beautiful perfectly blown glass shaped like a rose its amazing... look... her glass is filling up as we speak she must like us... and if you turn around you can see what is making the glass fill up. Look we're playing with her kids she must not know we love kids... hey watch this when the glass gets full on the ceiling voice bubbles pop up... Is that real? I wonder if he is really good with kids or is he faking?

Hold on.... listen... shes asking one of the questions....

Are you trying to be good with my kids so i'd fall for you? "NO! of course not i respond i love kids!

Ok back to the maze O wow people i've never seen this before the voice bubbles have stopped she is comfortable listen to her heart... it speaks... THE ONLY WAY YOU WILL KNOW IS IF YOU KISS HIM.... yea i know mr heart is loud he somehow gets the intercom.

buzz buzz... we just got a text. it from her she wants a kiss... ummm... ummm... ok stall for a second... stand up walk to the kitchen O no she got up too ummm...ummm what if she doesnt like it what if ummm... f*&% it go for it....MUAHLALALA...LALA O wow that was good...shew!!! She can kiss let's do that again.... Look dont get carried away now... Ok ok it's bout time to go it's late and your getting a little excited dont wanna take this thing to far....

A note from me to jag

TO whom it may concern:

O I'm so tired of all this bullshit.... his stupid ass codes and creative nonsense.... that shit is for the birds i don't wanna decipher it...it's a waste of time it's not even clever shit...it makes my head hurt and his poems don't make sense... he such an asshole i wish he'd just lose it... i wish he'd stop following me and just quit... commenting on my blogs and showing love and shit... it's like he's a bug just desperate... to get in my face until i shew it... but if he goes away who else will appreciate it... all the trials and tribulations and topics i hit... the things i go thru with this trying to be me but losing sight of it.... the real reason i do it is for the people to see... that their not alone they have me... in this world just make a wish reach for the stars and .... and be a comet shoot for the moon and... and play the trumpet... i still think he ass is dumb just nasty ass Ni&&@ always talking about sex like he plays the fiddle... i bet he ain't no good... i hope he ain't no good now I'm kind of sad... cause i said all this and i know it's gonna make him mad.... but he's a good guy,a real good dude you know what jag ...I'd hate you too

Codes codes and more codes...

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the most difficult by far....

Attempting the return of Creativity

An attempt...

i venture to disagree

this is an A+ to the Nth degree

shows your heart and love for he or shall i say me

with a connection stronger than digital cable tv

that smile and those eyes get me

to stare at the truth within myself

i know i want it all and not just wealth

i know i want it all and not just health

i want it all so what else

shall i say

I loved the thought of love in a different way

a small spark of curiousity

exploded and it made my day

so what else

shall i say

the way you look at me

opened up your heart and thoughts i see

of mostly happily

but with truth and honesty

we can drop the mostly

and add ever after

of course tough times come but what we've been through

helps fight through and still have laughter

happily ever after that's the last chapter

but the beginning with a little laughter...

as i sky dive i know you fell after me

but when i felt your hand

i know exactly

the love you have for me

is like

free falling for creativity

numbers code

6 15 18... 1... 6 5 23... 20 8 9 19... 13 1 25...2 5...5 1 19 25...2 21 20... 6 15 18... 13 15 19 20... 9 20... 23 15 14 20... 19 15... 1 19... 25 15 21... 2 18 5 1 11 4 15 23 14... 20 8 9 19... 3 15 4 5... 2 5... 5 14 12 7 8 20 5 14 5 4.... 20 8 5... 20 18 21 20 8... 9 19... 9 14...20 8 5... 12 5 20 20 5 18 19...

much love jag
muah!!!

ps. No clues this time people
now i know my abc's next time wont you play with me... ha ha ha