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Wednesday, October 29, 2008

I recently was asked by someone who will remain nameless, but her initials are EE (no, not e.e. cummings), whether or not I had a blog, and if she could read it. I knew that my blog here still existed, but I hadn't been here in an awful long time, since peripheral sources were afflicting my writing. I've since decided to become part of the "times". As much for other people's benefits as my own. I've reviewed my writings here, and realize that I actually don't mind them. Granted they aren't the best words ever assembled, but I do not think that they are the worst either. With that said, I will be here more often and I am hoping that I will write on a large variety of subjects. I guess I really have never been a one horse show. I'm not your average psuedo-political mudslinging wonk, but I will not hesitate to discuss these areas if I am so inclined. Likewise I am not the guy who talks about sports 100% of the time, but if I have a notion to do so, I will.

As anyone who still reads this will notice, it has been nearly 3 years since I chose to post last. This is my mistake, but I can promise that if I manage to garner readers I will continue do write. Please forgive the layoff, and I would like to welcome my readers back. I have been taught to read and write, perhaps I will not be the best writer ever, but I do feel like I will bring something to the table, and I hope you enjoy. Please check back for new posts regularly!

Monday, March 07, 2005

would you please inform me again about my self-inflicted solitude
rip into me once more about my unacceptable attitudes
yell at me again, about all the pain i've caused
but this time when you're done, look deep into my eyes, and point out ALL of my flaws
remember though about the times when i let my skin unravel
the point where i showed you how far my weary soul has traveled
i've given all of myself on so many occasions
but for some reason i still feel like this world remains so god-damned complacent
our world has become destined to dwell in mediocrity
while i've been doomed to spend eternity
trying to climb out from underneath my dirty little secrets while they're mocking me
fuck it
maybe it's just time i allow myself to dilute into a world consumed by hypocrisy
because even if i jump off a perverbial bridge tomorrow, i garauntee
that as much as everyone says they care, not a single person will be there stopping me...
i'll admit, a little different direction than i usually go, the mood was just right, so i had to attempt..

I pull myself together, pick the pieces up off the floor
Deep breaths, searching, still not knowing what I’m looking for

Exhale
Made the decision, I’m letting it all out, it’s time to write
My mind wanders, an empty canvas bears itself
I’m lost tonite
Dig deep into my soul, something has got to be willing
To transfer itself from my mind to this barren wasteland desperate for rain
Nothing
My soul produces but the words to explain senseless feeling are tardy
Visibility is lacking in this transparent realm
I find something deep down in the most hollow crevices of my being
Grab hold, it’s reeling, attempting to break my grasp
Slowly it unravels
The realization frightens me, I now see all that I once was, compared to what I now am
A road untraveled is my mind, no direction
Left to wallow in my own self pity
What have I become
Where do I go from here
Perhaps that is a question that can never be answered…

Monday, February 28, 2005

hey guys, this one might be a bit wierd to some of you, i'm really not crazy, and most of ya'all know that, it's the words, the feelings that are coming out, and i think it's good, hopefully ya'all agree and maybe some of you can actually relate... later

how do you say fuck you, so everyone understands?
and then how do you pray at night, with 2 of the devils fingers on your hands?
is it possible to say I love you, with so much hatred in your voice?
why is it at the point where when you talk to me, it’s only an irritating noise?
do you really think I forgave so easily?
can you really believe that I’d just let you up and abandon me?
Fuck that
ashes to ashes, dust to dust, the end is the end
four horsemen of apocalyptic relationships soon will ride again
but fuck it, I’m finished, it just ain’t worth it
a climactic end to fit this poem would be perfect
but why drown myself in sorrow anymore?
just hold my head under just one more time, and hope I never surface...

j.d.


hey guys, this one might be a bit wierd to some of you, i'm really not crazy, and most of ya'all know that, it's the words, the feelings that are coming out, and i think it's good, hopefully ya'all agree and maybe some of you can actually relate... later

how do you say fuck you, so everyone understands?
and then how do you pray at night, with 2 of the devils fingers on your hands?
is it possible to say I love you, with so much hatred in your voice?
why is it at the point where when you talk to me, it’s only an irritating noise?
do you really think I forgave so easily?
can you really believe that I’d just let you up and abandon me?
Fuck that
ashes to ashes, dust to dust, the end is the end
four horsemen of apocalyptic relationships soon will ride again
but fuck it, I’m finished, it just ain’t worth it
a climactic end to fit this poem would be perfect
but why drown myself in sorrow anymore?
just hold my head under just one more time, and hope I never surface...

j.d.


Tuesday, February 08, 2005

runnin through sands, of an hourglass of time
inevitably climbing away from the destination i'm desperately trying to find
shadows move into the horizon, suddenly
a realization that i'm being left behind
depression supressed
the feeling i'm screaming at the dead
empty conversations, millions of deep impressions
left spinning around in chaotic thought through my head
problems, the singular word can't begin to decipher
the confession, of my deepest issues brought to the surface
i fight the urges
to do something without purpose
i think i'ma just look around this empty room, and try to find something that isn't worthless...

peace,
j.d.


Monday, November 15, 2004

sorry ya'all this was supposed to be posted earlier, hope it still has some timliness..

due dillegence is
the evidence
our lives as a people are lived in ignorance
we reminisce
about rem-a-nants
of a time when people had the common sense
to create civil disobedience
in order to restore a Country's true innocence
but instead a majority of us
made a president
of a man with mediocre intelligence
whose decisions are made without historical references
without allied conferences
allowed to make his deadly hypothesis
with not a single second guess
from many similarly cloned
political AGENDA charged narcissists
of a congress
that's creating a new age genesis
and economists predict
monetary duress
for descendants businesses
our opinions are irrelevant
taken for nothing by the current leadership
in their modern day democratic dictatorship
when will we realize the significance
our voice CAN make a difference
let's unite as ONE and REVERSE these political HYPOCRITS...

guess whose back... i hope you guys enjoy these next 2, sorry it's taken so long to get back up..

i pledge allegiance
to a country where...

i'm beginning to anticipate
an international insubordination
observe all the anti-humanitarian crimes taking place- and
respond to all the non-conforming minds being wasted
every debate over issues reverberates
an over written, over edited lyrical castration
we as a PEOPLE are faced with
all the problems of this unbelievably
divided United States
and we state that the children
could
one day
be the leaders of the devastated Nation
instead we send them across sees to
fight the war and our politicians
give them an overstated phantom standing ovation
upon their return we give them
a world filled with underestimated hatred
that's why we need all people to join hands
and stop this infatuation with subliminal isolation

Thursday, August 12, 2004

dearest forgotton souls,
remember when messages weren't subliminal
and all the worlds topics weren't political
not a time did such exist
based on nickles and dimes your country now throws it's fists
in search of a free world, common habitual experience
directed alone by the self-interested leadership
lead to war,
to quote-unquote help the poor
watching pointed fingers, and beauracratic roar
stop
change of scenery, supposedly,
the grass is greener where freedom roams
but the grass sure ain't green next to the people with boxes for homes...
the grass is greener however, for those who've been blessed with money to spend
you see quite clearly, contrary to popular belief it still costs to be free
how hypocritical, we cannot to our own problems attend
shit we still staggering amounts of individuals out on the streets...
the neverending argument, i'm right and your wrong
with hollowed out voices whispering in a collective song
innocent impossibilties like
"peace" and "can't we all get along"
fabricated, idealistic thinking of the majority,
while they conveniently choose not to see
the poorest of the poor, working hard just to struggle
living inside of you and me


Monday, April 05, 2004

a new talent
suriving a false balance
sitting here fulfilling the dreams
of fiends and real hip hop addicts
set my sights following the white rabbit
to a place i was sure made sane men completely frantic
suddenly experienced everything below me vanish
at the top of the mountain now
high above the goverments mass produced panic
some say it's outlandish
how written words provoke antics
and backstabbing critics stagnant acid
forcing conformists to ass-kiss
but fuck those facts kid
going back to hip hop basics
when rhymes, not drugs were getting laced but
we've waited to long, ignorance is what we're faced with
that's why i'm only fearless
when confronted with empty pages
my canvas, a lyrical landing place
consider yourself lucky
you've met my soul's shadow face to face

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