Asani

"Love Plus Pain equals the synergy that is the energy that fuels the universe of creativity. The enitities that reside in that universe are Music and Poetry"This is Ce-Soul. My new word of my rebirth is Asani. It means rebellious. I recently went through alot of changes while transitioning into myself. Expect a blog about it soon. $$$ Update$$$$ The Blog Has been written. It's called rebirth.Ha Ha Ha!! New quote.~I belong to God, as has often been shown; yet I also belong to myself. He becomes himself through me. I live in him, and I live in myself. I have two aspects, he and I, divine and human. But he is not I, and I am not he. My actions are the theatre in which he expresses himself; to him I am a vessel.~-Ibn Arabi, “Fusus al-hikam”What can i say.... well music is Still my life. To me sound and originality is the key. If you wanna know more about me.. ASK!! Or just hit me up with a message in my inbox. My page reflects my personality and mood at the moment so dont be surprised if it changes often.I am currently growing my hair out, because I never really had the nerve to do so in the past. So to me it's a reprensentation of freedom. Free from the shackles of what my generations thinks I should be. I am my own style. And if you got something to say about it then I'll pray for you.To all those who've worried and prayed for me during my "down" time Thank you. I felt the love. Peace & Blessings ~Ce-Soul~ Oh and i promise to put some pics when ever I can find my frikkin camera.Heres My favorite poem. It's from Love Rain the coffee shop mix.{Mos Def} I stretched my arms towards the sky like blades of tall grass The sun beat between my shoulders like carnival drums I sat still in hopes that it would help my wings grow So then I could really be fly And then she arrived Like day break inside a railway tunnel Like the new moon, like a diamond in the mines Like high noon to a drunkard, sudden She made my heart beat in a now-now time signature Her skinny canvas for ultraviolet brushstrokes She was the sun's painting She was a deep cognac color Her eyes sparkled like lights along the new city She lips pursed as if her breath was too sweet And full for her mouth to hold I said, "You are the beautiful, distress of mathematics." I said, "For you, I would peel open the clouds like new fruit And give you lightning and thunder as a dowry I would make the sky shed all of it's stars like rain And I would clasp the constellations across your waist And I would make the heavens your cape And they would be pleased to cover you They would be pleased to cover you May I please, cover you, please"