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Then there was Jazznae....

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About Me

Basiclly if you want to know something ask me and I will tell you.This poem is from the movie atl it is one of my fav's
pleasure turns to the pain
lessons learned from the strain
questions burned in my brain..
about whether love is humane in its touch.
these thoughts are like salmon swimming upstream in the tears of your deceit.
fighting the current hurt that kills more than is created by the chaos of our intertwined emotions.
chaotic because the anchor of Erros' arrow has been plucked from the vessel of my undying infatuation
separation not as simple as the distance between us my mind no longer possessed by demons that have been the overseers of my enslavement to your lies
the seeds of these lies rooted so deeply they have cracked the foundation of what we once shared
allowing the faith in us i had sealed inside to gush out like a river
ripping the image of our future together from my thoughts as violently and as brutally as if it were a child
being taken from its mothers arms
im left surrounded in darkness
but i refuse to be swallowed by it my lonliness like the night air
invisible to the eye
obvious to the touch
it is cold uncomfortableness
yet if i could do it all over again
id do it in the same skin im in
to lay down and let love die
just stay down and let love lie? no, no..not i
id stay around and let love fly
even though i have seen its darkest form deceit
nothing else could taste this warm or feel this sweet...

My Interests

Books:

Ego Tripping
Nikki Giovanni (1973)
I was born in the Congo. I walked to the Fertile Crescent and built the sphinx. I designed a pyramid so tough that a star that only glows every one hundred years falls into the center giving divine perfect light.
I am bad.
I sat on the throne drinking nectar with Allah. I got hot and sent an ice age to Europe to cool my thirst. My oldest daughter is Nefertiti. The tears from my birth pains created the Nile.
I am a beautiful woman.
I gazed on the forest and burned out the Sahara desert. With a packet of goat's meat and a change of clothes, I crossed it in two hours. I am a gazelle so swift, so swift you can't catch me.
For a birthday present when he was three, I gave my son Hannibal an elephant. He gave me Rome for mother's day.
My strength flows ever on.
My son Noah built an ark and I stood proudly at the helm as we sailed on a soft summer day. I turned myself into myself and was Jesus.
Men intone my loving name. All praises all praises, I am the one who would save.
I sowed diamonds in my back yard. My bowels deliver uranium. The filings from my fingernails are semi-precious jewels.
On a trip north, I caught a cold and blew my nose giving oil to the Arab world. I am so hip even my errors are correct. I sailed west to reach east and had to round off the earth as I went. The hair from my head thinned and gold was laid across three continents.
I am so perfect so divine so ethereal so surreal. I cannot be comprehended except by my permission. I mean...I...can fly like a bird in the sky...

Heroes:

Amun Ra

My Blog

life lessons!

Yesterday I lost my cousin.... yesturday I learned not to take life, family, friends, and lovers for granted. So often we turn the other cheek so wrapped up in our own lives. I don't want to take...
Posted by Then there was Jazznae.... on Tue, 20 Nov 2007 09:17:00 PST