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BlackProse

the reality of life is statring to hit me

About Me

a realist at heart ... BlackProse was brought forth by the hands of God himself. Born the only boy of seven from the same womb, the 3rd eldest and the 7th of 11 children, he has held the art in the souls of his family. at a young age he was prophecied to be destined for greatness; and that has only been seen through his ART. the true art ... if it hasn't been through him being an orator, BlackProse has touched the heart, mind and souls of so many through his writing, poems, music, theatrical skills, producing, directing and the positive vision of true freedom. he is and will always be a man of true art ...

My Interests

my mind ... where is it going, and when it goes ... how does it get there ...poetry ... spoken word ... prose ... writingstage ... film ... politics ... black

I'd like to meet:

those who wish to restrict my intelligence ...those who wish to feed upon my wisdom ...on another note ... i like to meet my idolsMichael Jackson ... John Legend ... Lauryn Hill (i love her) Kanye West, BEYONCE

Music:

Michael Jackson (very strong influence), Aretha Franklin, The Clark Sisters, Kanye West (he speaks truth) Jonathan Nelson (watched him since i was a baby, Lauryn Hill (MS HILL) i love her

Movies:

The Devil Wear's Prada, Brokeback Mountain, Batman Begins, Hustle and Flow, Ray...anything with Meryl Streep, anything with Johnny Depp, Dreamgirls

Books:

Fredrick Douglas a slave's narrative, WICKED...the story of the three witches of oz before Dorthy dropped in,

Heroes:

JESUS ... Michael Jackson ... Martin Luther King Jr. ... Denzel Washington ... Lauryn Hill ... Kanye West ... Will Smith ... MY PARENTS, ME..

My Blog

hope

this is a world that changes slowlyand a world that is constantly revolving.my world burned quickly as the morning sunleaving craters and burnt grass in the depths of my mind.i never thought that my w...
Posted by BlackProse on Fri, 27 Jun 2008 08:08:00 PST

her heart

days pass and the heart of my lover seemed to have drowned in her tears that she cried. she damn her heart and locked it away in a 32 gallon tank tears. as much as I tried to recover her heart she w...
Posted by BlackProse on Fri, 20 Jun 2008 03:50:00 PST

me

seems like I've become invisible. everyone walks past me, no one sees me. I've become ceasar's sword, edge in a stone unmovable based on wrongs and no rights. I am like the bad seed of many seeds ...
Posted by BlackProse on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 01:06:00 PST

distance ... stay away

I want friendship and nothing more ... to much hurt and I stink like a cold soar. all of you who wish to kill me with your lies and deciets, just stay away because I know longer want to hear you speak...
Posted by BlackProse on Sun, 25 May 2008 09:48:00 PST

real life

there i sat in the middle of winter and springwatching the seasons change.death into life,sickness into great health,poverty into wealth.flowers react to the warm sensation of full blumeleaves that wi...
Posted by BlackProse on Fri, 23 May 2008 05:54:00 PST

nine lives

right now, you could be my lover.right now, you can be the heat that burns my heart.because i have been beaten and raped in the dark alleys where my blood bleeds.tonight you could have been my lover,b...
Posted by BlackProse on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 05:23:00 PST

freedom

struggling to leave work, yearning for another table to obtain and enbrace more in tips, my mind raced for a peace in this world.the night was yet young and i tralveled on the road heading back to New...
Posted by BlackProse on Sat, 01 Mar 2008 11:57:00 PST

she desires

as if morning wasn't bright enoughand the evening not being cool enoughfrosty reality of tall tales and misery blows by and i breathe envy.bordering insanity, cascading a hall of bad memoriesshe footp...
Posted by BlackProse on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 02:02:00 PST

Red for Peace

the liver inside of him is suffocatinghis brain cells have been destroyed with green toxic'shis lungs possess poison sockets leaving those parts unable to breathe life.dying a slow deaththere he laid...
Posted by BlackProse on Sun, 06 Jan 2008 11:36:00 PST

the drama of a man

drama of a man,brought to you by "he say, she say bullshit", "truth that undergone mutalation", "cheaters and back stabbing bitches","selfish and stubborn horemongers","niggas who love to eat and feas...
Posted by BlackProse on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 08:40:00 PST