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PHIRST LOVE

I Think, therefore I'm confused

About Me

"Sometimes the price of what you want, is that what you once wanted."-Neil Gaiman.
I luv life. I love art even more. Poetry is my passion and I live and breath the quintessential elements of Hip-Hop witch are the: Emcee,DJ,Graf,Bbox, n' Break; and I'm also werkin to discover the transcendental elements of Hip-Hop GOT IDEAS? One thing that one should really know about me before getting to know me and especially before judging me is that I'm deeply connected to The Source, The Creator and I live to give letters that form words to pronounce the vibrations He's layered in the winds, I live to witness others invested in pursuing similar Creative expression.
I'm on a mission
Not wishin'
But gone fishin'
For Eternal Peace
And a piece of Communion
With the continent of Africans;
Native, captive, and diasporic
Because Disunion is not just our crisis
Is our disastrous pandemic

My Interests

Poetics-Writing-Mental and Physical fitness-Spiritual growth-New solutions to old problems-The Arts-The Crafts-The Business.

I'd like to meet:

Poets and writers, fighters, lovers, sistahs and brothaz, fathers and mothers, believers, Bboys and Bgirls, Beauties and beasts, east west north and south stars, bar-hoppers, non-floppers, Hip-Hoppaz and DJs, Emcees and BeatBoxerz, devine stylers, freestylerz and painters, graffiti and graph artists, photographers sculptors carvers choreographers and warriors of the light, architects of insight, those who do not bite but have been bitten, the envied and smitten, refelctionist perfectionist, those locked up in governmental corrections, musicians and instrumentalist, turntablist, teachers and singers, dancers romancers, those who seek the answers and ask alot of questions, the questionable characters, actors and actresses, sceintists and stylists, Eroticists, novelists, those who obsess about sex, text, shit, and what's next.....
OH! and Cooks, Perfumers, Craftswomen and men, original sinners and finally, original gangstaz.

There is no time, only Space

You Have A Type A- Personality
You are one of the most balanced people around
Motivated and focused, you are good at getting what you want
You rule at success, but success doesn't rule you.

When it's playtime, you really know how to kick back
Whether it's hanging out with friends or doing something you love!
You live life to the fullest - encorporating the best of both worlds Do You Have a Type A Personality?

Music:


Real Hip-Hop Music, the Blues, Jazz, a lil Rock and a lil Roll, Neo-Soul, and Soulful Deep House music, Old School R&B, and Drum-n-Bass-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- Tribe Called Quest - Bonita Applebum -- Video provided by VideoCodes4U

Movies:

Film Noir::Blacksploitation::Neo Film Noir::Spike Lee films::Any movie with Denzel Washington, any film with Christopher Walken::Black Life movies::..aries::Shockumentaries::Any M. Knight Shamalan flicks::Any Terrantino::Hitchcock::Kubric::Huges Brothers::Sci-Fi::Big screen Graphic Novels::All Tru Skool Hip-Hop movies::Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, City of God::Being John Malcovich::Gangster/Mobb flicks::Horor and Suspense::and Silent Film

Television:

Haven't watch much TV lately. When I do tho I'm looking for Public Television, Family Guy, Sci-Fi Channel, Adult Swim, The Real Hip-Hop Network (RHN), a ball game and CSPAN

Books:

Zora Neal Hurston, Langston Hughes, Amiri Baraka, Soul on Ice, Rich Dad/Poor Dad, Faces at the Bottom of the Well, (Neil Gaimen)-The Sandman, Good Omens, The End of Blackness, Norman Mailer, Story, The Art of War, The Holy Bible, The Great Pyramid Decoded, any huge Dictionary, and the Complete Kama Sutra and the great book of Tantra

Heroes:

Dad and Mom The Elders in my family Those who fought for Civil Rights so that we can fight for Human Rights Leaders of the Harlem Rennaisance And the missing great leaders of my ancestors Jack Johnson-the first black heavyweight champion of the World

My Blog

Call It Aries

Call it Aries I have an attitutde Tune in to the Highest altitude To find out what the Heaven makes me so Rude Tried and true Are my native nerves That give me the cue To either say or do Do you say e...
Posted by DIGGDEEPPAA on Thu, 31 May 2007 10:29:00 PST

Cornbread

So I just posted this random bulletin. I didn't plan on it. Didn't think before I wrote it. Just posted it, and it means so much to me. Basically I'm thoerizing how the American dream has been dreamt ...
Posted by DIGGDEEPPAA on Thu, 24 May 2007 01:47:00 PST

Long Live the language of Movement

Long Live the language of Movement Action is our new tongue Renascent is our diction Flung over our mouths is an accent Identical to the sound of light Beaming at 93 million years per hour intervals R...
Posted by DIGGDEEPPAA on Wed, 09 May 2007 02:29:00 PST

Death To Dialect

Death To Dialect We talk like wet paint drying You can't hear it? On keys of the hush we be playing What's the secret? Going inside inside inside inside one's people Who who who directs? Which ever of...
Posted by DIGGDEEPPAA on Wed, 09 May 2007 01:22:00 PST

Nothing Like Hip-Hop

Nothing Like Hip-Hop Nothing like hip-hop To get the day started Nothing like hip-hop To get you targeted Nothing like hip-hop To make you regarded As the most dangerous thing Ever heard and seen Slig...
Posted by DIGGDEEPPAA on Tue, 08 May 2007 02:12:00 PST

Sallowed by the Battle

What happened to the weapons?We're left weeping for the fallenWhere did they hide the poisons?We are shallow votes, hollowed out sullenWho died and made the president an omnipotent person?The greedy, ...
Posted by DIGGDEEPPAA on Thu, 08 Mar 2007 11:05:00 PST

You Might Not Wanna Read This

Some people get it wrong ALL OF TIME And that makes them perfect Some people NEVER get it right And that makes them successful Some people manage to do MORE wrong than right And that makes them smart ...
Posted by DIGGDEEPPAA on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 02:17:00 PST

Short Story: Run

A voice from the far side said, "you can't keep running away." To which a yound man most definitely replied, "I'm leaving, on the next plane, I don't know when I'll be back again." And the voice came ...
Posted by DIGGDEEPPAA on Thu, 15 Feb 2007 02:47:00 PST

A Broiled Poem

So Our Sour Food Fool Full Fill Me I n' you Into Great Grief Greed
Posted by DIGGDEEPPAA on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 05:32:00 PST

The Coming of Forever

The Coming Of Forever Freaky fingers felt themselves up her leg And chanced upon the spot where an inhibition laid Being made to reveal things the freaky fingers worked themeselves On this spot, to ne...
Posted by DIGGDEEPPAA on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 05:15:00 PST