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About Me

again, i begin to write//as i try to fight the negative hype that keeps me from the light//and so while the ink on this pad is barely even dry//i'll try to express what's in this poor, unsophisticated mind of mine//wait, scratch that//cause that's only according to society//installing lies about you and me//craving sensationalism as seen on, tv//and yup, the media moguls know it//headlines meant to confuse what's considered important//is it the kardashians or the fact that a family can't pay rent due to inflation//dude, what to do with this nation?//and tell me why is it that one celebrity can define the "true" meaning of beauty so quickly that, like Beyonce, all that matters is that booty is licious?//see, it is us//subconscious or not//we connect those worldly dots that got no aim//so who are we to blame?//the fact that we'd change our name for the sake of fame//and then we say, "it's all in the same"//never complainin' how we may take it in//like it's human nature//that a ninth-graders fear of being too fat will have a razor to her wrists so quick//and for that i clench my fists//cause at times, i admit//i'm there too//struggling to find an identity//and i think, "man isn't it so rare to enjoy life at the current moment"//while i'm hell-bent on this thing called man-pleasing?//actions ripe only for society to condone it//i beg my thoughts to cease//i buckle from under my knees//yet i still don't want to step out of my comfort zone//cause the fear of being alone lingers by//so why then do i again and again still let the world dictate to me//these preconceived lifestyles that defy reality?//like airbrushed girls on the magazines to college professors pushing agendas that seem hecka' keen//i cling to it all cause it's so tangible//but in the back of my mind i know i'm slaving//saving my breath i only think://"God where's the nuise to hang this part of me?"//"set me free from striving to attain these fake destinies!"//i no longer want to stumble//and so i mumble under my breath,//"do you hear me?"//not quite so i bite my tongue so hard because it's my flesh//it's my flesh that makes me say what i want to say//think what i want to think//but then i blink, realizing my search for identity is caught up in the mix//blended with scholarly knowledge, intellect and essential politics//how bland, how bland//pride taken that instead of the national enquirer i read time magazine just for kicks//but no, that's not it//i begin to realize that expanding wisdom goes beyond this//but then again it wasn't long ago when all i rocked was nike's//cause they were hard earned!//beasting for parking at fashion valley just to cop these//then i remind myself, just who am i trying to please?//someone get me out of this mindset of satisfaction through material and social needs//what will quench me then?//not just physically and emotionally, but spiritually//when can i say, "sorry but this chick's availability is closed off permanently"//from what?//shallowness, to the utmost degree//but that's only to say the least//cause it's our hearts that scream for us to listen//but that's when again we'll continue me-searching through the worldly clout//and then like a cycle we second-guess and doubt//before you know it we miss what life's all about//continuing to seek approval of those whose uppity-up status we're blinded by//we laugh and smile but truth is...//our souls internally cry//secureed only by the impressions based on lies//who then can we run to?//ultimately that decision is up to you//but for me, i'd like to think i'm being set free//cause it's He who told me to take that step//forward, onward bound//here i come, do you hear that sound?//not that same old beat from that jacked up drum//it is i who now hums to a different tune//and it ain't the jams listed on my top played itunes//but it's my tune//and it reverberates here, to my precious heart and soul//i take a deep breath and begin to swallow//yeah, i admit i'm nervous for change like this//i've never made it far with that//but despite the lack of superficiality i now see as wack//i take a step out in faith and trust//cause my heart pumps a new blood//one i realize is of a divine soul//no longer being sold and falling into some deep hole//i'm climbing out of there//sure, i still slip on the way//but this time some things have changed//i'm afraid no more of opening doors//that i thought were locked with no key before//and so i ask y'all// isn't it so much better to know that when you fall//you don't have to hit the ground?//able to "turn the frown upside down" without the help of botox//or alcholic intox//so for your hearts and not minds//i ask you to delve//know more at verse 2 of romans 12
- gvc (2007)
"born and raised in a filipino home of the affluent [al]located in a bankrupt city where 'hood tendencies are natural like the selection of soldiers to keep this country free...yet creativity still lurks around town."
- gvc (2008)
the following specifically written for Myspace:
"i'll let a few recent pages' worth of decades worth of journaling bleed through that digital screen of yours, but until those pages are translated to you from me as a heart, hand, and soul that's tangible, it's but a bare universe's distance to whatever is thought about me from them--legible can be readable and readable can be understandable...but can she be readable through the understanding of a few sentences to a trillion words authored by her?" - gvc (2005)

My Interests

*[following what Jesus does]
*[learning, listening, watching, playing, breathing, jamming to music, a lot of it]
[cook]
[sports]
[read/write]
[art of all sorts]
[long drives & road trips]
[traveling]
[food]
[political/social/spiritual awareness]
[becoming enlightened]
[movies]
[the outdoors]

I'd like to meet:

You!

Music:

Forever in rotation because my ears refuse to play these artists out:
l Zion I l
l Paramore l
l Red Jumpsuit Apparatus l
l The Audition l
l JoJo l
l k-os l
l Corinne Bailey Rae l
l Hieroglyphics l
l The Cab l
l Sara Bareilles l
l Day26 l
l Lupe Fiasco l

And after rotating those 100x:
l Earth Wind & Fire l Ben Kenney l The Cool Kids l The Almost l J. Holiday l Incubus l Gym Class Heroes l Israel l Danity Kane l Ryan Leslie l The Roots l Coldplay l Conditions l Mistah FAB l Deitrick Haddon l New Edition l Jason Mraz l Passion l Del the Funky Homosapien l Wylde Bunch l Aesop Rock l Keak l Distinguished l RX Bandits l Colbie Caillat l Souls of Mischief l Living Legends l Kevin Michael l Justin Timberlake l The Federation l Hillsong l Kirk Franklin l Pillar l Green Day l Lydia l Goapele l Ben Kenney l Aaliyah l Skillet l Pink l Tiny Masters of Today l Kanye West l Just Surrender l Musiq Soulchild l Procussions l Ivoryline l Ceu l Deas Vail l Temptations l The Starting Line l Ohmega Watts l My American Heart l The Hush Sound l Mos Def l Crown City Rockers l Donnie McClurkin l Grouch l TLC l Dwele l Robin Thicke l Micah Stampley l Lily Allen l Adele l New Found Glory l Erykah Badu l 4th Avenue Jones l Amel Larrieux l Kelly Clarkson l Alicia Keys l Foreign Exchange l Lauryn Hill l Rachel Lampa l Saosin l Anita Baker l Mars Ill l Deepspace 5 l Lyrics Born l Tamia l Chris Brown l Blue Scholars l Tank l Anthony Hamilton l JoDeci l Al Green l Interstate l Christina Aguilera l Javier l Coldplay l Death in the Park l Common l Kweli l Katharine McPhee l Teedra Moses l The Used l Latif l Johnta Austin l Natasha Bedingfield l Stevie Wonder l Donnell Jones l Mary J. Blige l andifyou'restillreadingthisthanksbutithinki'llstopfornow

Heroes:

Jesus

My Blog

HIYEE! new blog, old piece 05.21.2008

check it at: http://gaille.livejournal.com and thanks again, i truly appreciate it.... ...meh, or for lazy man's sake, here it is: life is thought to be so precious, yet she is so selfish, killing her...
Posted by Gaille on Wed, 21 May 2008 02:54:00 PST