About Me
independent thinker.. which also means I likes alone time...
Someday I'll grow a whole fuckin field of flowers for all times I've never had a Valentine, and I will find the beautiful girl I deserve, one who is deserving, and give her the field of flowers...
but for now, I'll just work on myself...
I have about 60 or so blogs. Feel free to read, but leave comments.. weirdos..
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Tengu are capricious creatures, and legends alternately describe them as benevolent or malicious. In their more mischievous moods, tengu enjoy playing pranks that range from setting fires in forests or in front of temples to more grave offenses, such as eating people (though this is rare). Tengu enjoy posing as human beings to dupe lost mountain travelers. They tend to take friendly forms, such as wandering hermits. After gaining a victim's trust, the tengu may simply toy with him by, for example, flying him around on a saucer-like contraption[3] or immersing him in a masterfully created illusion. Alternately, the tengu may kidnap him, a practice known as kami kakushi or tengu kakushi — divine or tengu kidnapping. Victims often awaken far from where they were taken with no memory of the lost time. Missing children are also often blamed on the tengu. Kidnapped children that are found are usually in a dazed, brainwashed state. Tengu may also communicate with people as if by telepathy, and they are sometimes accused of possessing human beings or taking over their minds. Because of their malicious tricks, people sometimes leave offerings to keep the creatures from bothering them (usually rice and bean paste). Historically, Buddhist monks have been one of their favorite targets.
Tengu are proud, vengeful, and easily insulted. They are particularly intolerant of the arrogant, blasphemous, those who misuse power or knowledge for their own gain, and those who disrupt tengu-inhabited forests.[5] This particularly compels them to pursue crooked monks and priests, and in earlier eras, samurai (in fact, some traditions say that the arrogant themselves are reincarnated as tengu).[1] [5] They are sometimes shown with political instincts as well, meddling in the affairs of humanity to keep mankind from becoming too powerful or disruptive. Despite their intolerance for such behavior in others, tengu are notoriously egotistical, leading to the phrase tengu ni naru ("to become a tengu"), i.e., to be boastful.[1]
They are not immortal, and a seriously wounded tengu will change into a bird (often a crow or a bird of prey) and fly away. At least one legend claims that tengu can be reincarnated as human beings if they behave altruistically during their lives.
Tengu are experts in martial arts, battle tactics, and swordsmithing. They sometimes impart this knowledge to human beings. The human hero Minamoto no Yoshitsune learned sword fighting from the tengu king, Sojobo, for example. Such instruction does not even require the student to meet a tengu in person, as the tengu can impart this knowledge through dreams. The black mask worn by ninja is called the tengu-gui due to the tengu's association with fighting.
It's been said, "if you stand for nothing, you'll fall for anything..
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. -Rumi
"Your whole life you've been lied to...they don't give a damn about you...they make it near impossible to improve or change anything...make you and your peers complacent or obligated to serve and sacrifice with the result of staying the same...quarreling and fighting, but getting nowhere... some people say this place is better than most, but it doesn't mean we have to stay at one corroding level..we're being pimped out of our own hi-tech prison..."
"In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous."
This character - is said to be used as an inspiration to...
...suffered a deep change of personality after tragic events occured ...
On the surface, 47 is quite introverted, cold and callous, and seems able to feel compassion only toward a few people. He is able to remain calm, controlled, and emotionally detached even in the tightest situations, and always speaks in a controlled, formal manner. While 47 is quite reserved and normally only speaks when absolutely necessary, he has also demonstrated a rather dry wit, and has a certain fondness for word play...
This is what happens: Perdone si no recuerdo..
Pardonnez si je ne me rappelle pas..
Perdoni se non mi ricordo di..
¡Su gato parece una ostra!
Yo, why is the ripper so ill? That would be a unpardonable breach of confidence for me to reveal! He said one day all eyes would be on me when they look up in the sky and see the neon 'C' Rhymes inscribed on a nickel disk encased in glass with an ion beam for longevity For more then 10 centuries, impressions and memories the first time-machine inventor will mention me Canibus was a visionary indeed he believed light could travel in multiples of c The organic supercomputer that solved the mysteries of Klein-Kaluza with 2 blue metric rulers Liked Cool J, but thought Stephen Jay Gould was cooler and he never liked to propagate rumors Smoked Canary Island cigars liked America, luxury cars and beautiful Asian broads He had a strong mind, he used to philosophize about rhymes while he was pruning his Bonsai He claimed that he had written the greatest rhyme of all time but he would never take it out his archives He wrote 2 songs per day and was constantly was experimenting with his wordplay In his youth he did a report on the Sloan Digital Sky survey he got an F but he deserved an A I followed his career from the first day it seemed the lack of support contributed to his inert ways I seen him pull in 24 hour workdays with deferred pay, undeterred by the word "shame" Public humiliation was the worst pain he was spinnin out of control like a class 5 hurricane He said he wouldnt want another emcee to suffer the same especially when there's nothing to gain He was the illest alive but nobody would face it he spit till his toungue was too torched to taste, it properly funded corporations carbon-dated his latest creations to extract the information They found it utterly amazing they claimed the body of his work was the same thing as a priceless painting Never mattered to him, the art galleries hated him cause Thomas Kinkade called, said he would take 10 Complete enigmas wrapped in puzzles encrypted in language with sound but without shape or signature Kept files in his garage, on MS-DOS in a fire-proof pod, he thought it was odd Outside there was a shed with an Oppenheimer lock he apparently kept more wax then Madame Tussaud's We were in total awe, cause it blew our minds so many rhymes that were intricately designed He WAS Poet Laureate of his time and if you dont mind, I'd like to share some of his rhymes[*beat switches*]Alone in my room, looking thru the 32X telescope zoom adjusting the focus of the moon One should not assume the philosophy of David Hume is nothing more then a subjective conclusion What is the maximum field rate application? the run away glaciation surrounding the ocean basin affects the population fluctuation on a continuous basis but that's just the basics The juxtaposition of Canibus' position the precision something no other has written Way above and beyond what was intended the unparalleled malleable enunciation of a sentence You didnt go to college obviously I can tell by your ungodly unintelligible terminology A remarkable odyssey, the rhymes of modern speeds when the brain orders the body not to breathe Your competency is not up to speed, you not in my league you couldnt possibly be hotter than me Or oppositely you're minus 25 degrees, you'd squeeze but the condensation makes rifle barrels freeze Allow me to speak figuratively, nigga please my intellectual properties are about the size of Greece Your counselor advised you not to speak my counselor advised me to keep rhymin until they stopped the beat In the words of Joseph Heller, "I learned how to write better" even though it sort of irked me He said he didnt understand the process of the imagination but he felt he was at its mercy Which exploits my point perfectly and certainly reinforces the reason why nobody's probably ever heard of me Couldnt understand what I mean by ill unless you try to translate what I print to film This is the line of will, the circle of time the cycle of eternity, the emergence of 1 line Academic phonetics render critics tounge-tied Ive personified dry humor of cum-laude alumni A wise man sees failure as progress a fool divorces his knowledge and misses the logic And loses his soul in the process obsessed with nonsense with a caricature that has no content My style is masterful, multi-lateral I could battle a fool and be naturally cruel Words of scourn are a disasterous tool from an existentialist view, I'm a better rapper then you Grab the mic and rip your physical fabric in 2 my attitude is fucked up but admirable Different methods interpreted into different forms from entirely different perceptions and seen from different norms Not just spittin a poem there's much more involved there's much more pieces of the puzzle for you to solve 48 orders of mechanical laws and rays of creational cause, enhance the cadence of my bars Maybe I am self-absorbed but thats the effect, to find the cause you should ask my A&R Today is what it is, but only because yesterday was what it was permitting you heard of Beelzebub A tale of demons and drugs, pissy drunk in the club with the DJ doing the needle rub Chances are you'll never see me son yeah I know my names Canibus but I cant help you if you need a dub[*beat switches*]I came to holla at some big booty bitches and listen to the speakers thump, where you get conceited from? Im so nice on the mic, they wanna beat me up its deep as fuck, I aint seen it all but I've seen enough Really unbelievable stuff theres a lot of times where I wanna speak but I'm stuck I should leave this rap shit alone and kick my incredible in rhymes in the privacy of my own home My imagination is my own the liberty to speak to freely, lividly on the microphone Wit a pen in my hand, I bring motion to the enneagram and become "Cani-millenium man" Engrave my back with the emperor's stamp been spittin scientific rap since the 17th century began Tryna' escape the wicked empire of Def Jam and the land where lyrics are bland and heretics hang Every warrior has an axe to bury but he has to learn to discern between enemy and adversary I said to myself, "Germaine this is insane its suicide its controlled flight into terrain" I fought to regain, control of the plain, but went up in a ball of flames and got banned from the hip hop hall of fame For 2 bars I kept hearin in my head over and over again, it cost me everything[*beat changes back to the original beat*]Im convinced now that more then truth is at stake Where people create language that pretends to communicate Euphemisms are misundertood as mistakes but its a bi-product of the ghetto music we make From an extroverted point of view I think its too late Hip Hop has never been the same since '88 Since it became a lucrative profession there's a misconception that a movement in any direction is progression Even though of the potency of it lessens big money industries writing checks to suppress the question And nobody gives a fuck no more, no one goes to the book store ever since the confluence of Moore's Law But I stay in the lab, like Niels Bohr and his son Aage, Edward Lorenz and Leo Szilard Lyrically I took rap music and turned the knob to the right full throttle and added panache Why would I argue with my own conscience over the truth? thats like me telling myself dont tell me what to do Dialyses and analyses of battle emcees sometimes I say things I myself can't believe My lyrical is so skillfully elliptical I can understand how it makes you miserable You wonder why I never let you play your beats for me or why I keep my studio enshrouded in secrecy You wonder what's my infatuation with Alicia Keys "Canibus why dont you speak to me?" Yo, I meant it when I said no one can shine on a song that features me thats why I said it so vehemently You need to place the hate with respect I'm probably the best yet, Poet Laureate!!![Sampled outro] Generally I take.. I go with the given.. ya know with what comes to me .. over the celestial wireless .. whenever it comes, you're lucky when you get it..
