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TRUTH SPEAKS

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About Me

INITIATING INSPIRATION IN INHERRITTED INTELLIGENCE INFLUENCES INTERNAL INSTINCT, INTRIGUING INTENSE IMAGINATIONS INTERPRETTED IN INDIVIDUALS INVIGORATED BY INTELLECT, LIKE INTOXICATING INNOCENSE, I IGNITE THE LIGHT INSIDE.....I get my Free MySpace Layouts at LayoutStreet.com

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

MAN-120degrees-KNOWLEDGE. His essence educates my experience as he listens to lessons of love, quietly observing life...he KNOWS the LEDGE, humbly controlling his aggression. his affection for learning begins turning his initial interpretation into inspiration through the power of realization. i witnessed his transformation from boy to man as he began to understand the intricate illustration intertwining our conversation. we became the manifestation of supreme mathmatic equations. our rotation keeps rotating as we keep relating, revolving around one another, evolving within eachother like; sister-brother, father-mother, friend-lover...no other compares within the air we breathe..indeed, i crown him king, supreme being reflecting an existence that compliments intelligence. TRUTH SPEAKS

My Blog

MY POETRY

My poetry speaks of my ancestors teachings, righteous preachings we've grown to ignore. Yet I hear thier cries and through my eyes I experience all they've known. It was shown and I've grown to respec...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Dec 2008 12:52:00 GMT

the conflict n resolution of "one dumb bitch"

i'm 'bout to lose my muthafukkin mind n i find it hard to believe that i am about to acheive complete insanity... indeed, it would be so easy to free these demons tormenting my mentality with a thousa...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Oct 2008 20:11:00 GMT

LOST ONE

fatherless daughter of a drug addicted mother, disconnected from the sister and brother who's veins contain the same DNA. what are her chances for survival living in a vicious cycle containing drugs, ...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Aug 2008 00:00:00 GMT

BEAUTY WASTED, the suicide of santos

i followed her train of thought...the tracks on her arms taught me to look both ways before crossing. she's tossing and turning, twisting and yearning for that slow burning as needles peirce holes in ...
Posted by on Sun, 25 May 2008 19:11:00 GMT