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About Me

Sometimes my life is tainted by agony. So I'll try to write this rhyme without panicing. Sometimes I think I'm better off with a manequin. Silence, I believe, will probably ease my sanity. Maybe I will join the dark side like Anakin. Cover my face and turn away from vanity. From one end of the earth to the other, then back again. Riding the waves like I am a manatee. Maybe I can say this without using profanity. It's sad to be the victim mother fucked by humanity. I guess not........but I got free will from Christianity. So you can still stay mad at me. And I can plead insanity. The partnership has rivals, with only two in the war, but they both gotta work in unison, assuming they rapport. I restore every morning before I walk out the door. There's no telling how many four letter words I accounted for. A mistake is a two way street with a gold floor. No one likes to admit them, but that's how we understand more. You live and you learn, burn, stop, drop, roll, then soar. Fly higher and feel better, never think about before. Send the past packing. Whack his its ass with an oar. If the present remains pleasant, with a perfect decor, you can keep the verbal weapons stashed away in the drawer. Don't worry and be happy, simply settle the score.

My Interests

Music:

311, Mudvayne, Incubus, Mozart, Revive, Linkin Park, R.A.T.M., Hova, Eminem, Vivaldi.

Movies:

Goodfellas, Fight Club, Happy Gilmore, Catch Me If You Can, Kill Bill Vol. 1&2, The Shawshank Redemption, Kids, Requiem For A Dream, Blow, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, American Gangster.

Television:

History channel, Animal Planet, Discovery channel, CNN, Fox News, Comedy Centrala

Books:

Fuck books. Well fiction ones anyway. Who needs em? Even the fucking newspaper is horseshit these days. lol. Like I read the newspaper....

My Blog

Moods.

Moods. We all have them. We all have a pattern. We all have things revolving us like Saturn. When there's conflict of two moods at two different angles, it leaves emotional scars......and broken heart...
Posted by Cole on Sun, 13 Apr 2008 10:40:00 PST

free me

free me. step into my shoes and be me. see what i see. then please leave me be. please believe me. these demons beat me, but sometimes you have to take a beating to be seen. so here's to my epiphany. ...
Posted by Cole on Sat, 09 Feb 2008 05:52:00 PST

Misery complains to me

Misery complains to me. My pain is deep. It pours until it soaks up my clothes. It's plain to see. Actually it's not until my flows hit the sheet, or in this case, the screen. I guess tonight I'll ve...
Posted by Cole on Thu, 07 Feb 2008 08:51:00 PST

Reversed

I try so hard. I really do. I'd do anything for her. Yet I'm feeling blue. I can't have an argument without being cut down. I can't be in a relationship that twists shit around. I'm always the bad guy...
Posted by Cole on Sun, 03 Feb 2008 04:34:00 PST

Progression

..> I............. find............... the time............... to make progress. I'm not putting up with nonsense. The shit's constantly hitting up my conscience. Remain cautious. I'm sitting by th...
Posted by Cole on Sat, 02 Feb 2008 08:12:00 PST

Poetic Injustice

..>..>..> ..> Some people see me as a poet. Others, a know it all. You know me, well you know I will show it off. Lyrically I'm like a young Michael in his day. Back when he was black, but he lacked ...
Posted by Cole on Thu, 31 Jan 2008 08:10:00 PST

My Muse (Off the dome)

..> It's so quiet. The ticking of the clock gives beat to the silence. Searching for my muse to abuse my talents. It's hard to find shoes to fit these talons. Still paying my dues, and I'm due for ...
Posted by Cole on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 06:36:00 PST

I am my Own.

The storm won't stop, but the winds will calm. Ends will come. I guess it just depends for some. With no motivation, you will end up dumb, with no point or place. Just a waste of space. Use some damn ...
Posted by Cole on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 04:22:00 PST

Do you see me?

Cole. The miracle of April the fourth, the year of the boar. Mother nature running her course created this sick jaded satanist spawn. The parents are gone. Emancipated me in the fall of my seventeenth...
Posted by Cole on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 10:08:00 PST

Off the Tip

Freestyle. Free and wild. Off the tip of my tongue. See my style and how proud it's become. Purpose in life? I am certain there's none. Open curtain. It's none other than me, Mr. C. Mysteries remain u...
Posted by Cole on Fri, 11 Jan 2008 04:24:00 PST