Barack Obama s life path________________________________________________________ ______In all honesty, there is a complex simplicity about me. I am all that you think I am but more than you can conceive. A neglected eclectic, traveling through space and time, to find the rhyme or reason, for the true mean'n of acceptance. Never have I ever claimed to be a rapper nor a lyricist but a key factor, known to declaim, with what we call profane prolific linguistics. Not for fame or recognition. My words are just an extension of my minds eye. No lie, I look at everything in the third dimension. A clandestine tribesman, unquestionably destine to shine when, the holes in my, perforated heart mend. Transcend like a mystic journeyman. Definitely a stand alone product. Forever trying to interpret why these pseudo intellects try to run the interference. Verbal Expressiveness, genuine articulateness and subconscious eloquence are Precedence, when in the presence of a heart that is so benevolent. Trust is the key element to love life Etiquette, All else irrelevant. Compassionate in my belief that not everything is heaven sent. I'm one who finds perfection in imperfections and embellish personal blemishes. Before you try to relish it, Alleviate negative judgmental thoughts, appreciate what you've got and remember that we've all been cut from the same cloth. No matter who's to blame, take the loss. Evidently, the only queen I've ever seen has been Lost. Total elation had me elevate'n till the day of my devastation and I realized what I was face'n. Like someone else painted the faded picture and I was just trace'n, a tainted scripter. No game, just realness. Total commitment is my illness, burden and blessing. One lesson I'm learn'n, is that people and their characters change, for good or perverse, better or worse. Reality hurts and sometimes I. feel cursed. Not here to infiltrate Myspace, for a soul mate" or the perfect "Can-I-Date". That shit holds no relevancy. (Superficial ego's, digital lips, hips, fingertips and fake pics get no play.) I surround my self with people, my equal, if not in physical form, digitally, doesn't mean that you'll ever get to know all or even the half of me, seen? I believe that everything has a rhythm. And in reality cats be singing off key. Feel me? I hold my own, like a pervert does with lotion. Unspoken devotion. Hope'n it will all subside, in time. Always ask'n can the demons in my mind and I coincide? Or will the mental struggle and fight be personified and come to life. At times, making moves with no intelligence but, still stimulating minds for the hell of it. My, mislaid soul has been Discarded like used contraceptives. Just a reflection stand'n at the proverbial crossroads, I am not your Stand By. Keep me on the field and never on the sideline. Always eager to learn. Even though you expect me to crash and burn. I'll forgive you for you know not what you do. Damn this makes no sense like try'n to rhyme a haiku .>Armani layout1 ..
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