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Alexander McQueen. (Fall/winter collection 2012)




Another day.

Burning trees with compatible acquaintances. As I laid on top of his car, the sight of a dead tree gripped my attention. The dead amongst all, stood beautifully accompanied by natures dark night. It was beautiful. Beautiful? Not even BEAUTIFUL could express vividly such a sight.


This dead or almost dead tree...I was not totally sure due to extreme darkness & absence of my lens. It stood in utter brilliance with no thoughts of its withering state.


Nature such a brilliant silent teacher. No words just amazing sights.


World, accept the inevitable. Live through it high as fuck & enjoy the fuck out of this existence.

Why know the truth but have regrets later? no need.


Happiness always? Why not?


Do not get lost in the simplicity. Paying attention to invalidity takes you away for validity. Validity that matters to you.


Less distractions.

More soul. Remember what is more important.

Worship Him.

2012.


Excuse my absence. I never stopped creating.


I have no excuse for such selfish behavior.

Forgive.

New year. New creations. More art. More love.


Expired.


The appealing look of this male gave me awareness of his existence. We were both aware from a distance. Soon distance became quite a visible sight & we began to acquire depth of knowledge through conversations.

All this was quite fascinating to me because there was a long period of "drought" in my life. There was no one to engage with & have a full packaged conversation, experiencing the aftermath of fortification. It was the exchange of relevant information that captured my mind. He could listen to me rumble for hours on my thoughts on the world, life...everything.

Books I took from him & books he took from me.

Communicating with this specific someone became a daily routine & we never became weary.

The more words were exchanged the more I became aware of how his ego was bigger than his brain. Ego was practically oozing out of his every word, gesture... his whole entire existence. Naturally, I was intrigued. A sad fact came into light too, yes he was intelligent, he read, proper conjugating of sentences... all of that.

But it's one thing to know a lot & another to actively express all you know in your life style.

I ignored that little blotch. (I shouldn't have).

I was totally focused on his ego. Captivated I was.

A hunter is always pleased when a specific prey is caught. Conquering is a hunter's job. No matter how dangerous the prey might be. Conquering unexpectedly is what I do. Out of nowhere I'm in your system no match for any of your blood cells. Every word of mine you consume you cannot forget. The lust leads my prey right to the spot marked "X".

It happened.

No denying the physical attraction that lingered.

Did he satisfy your lustful needs?

No.

I was not moved. I was not excited. I was basically disgusted.

This when I move to the issue of; nigga's talking the talk but not performing according to their verbal declarations.

From his enormous sized ego I thought he would surprise me. Surprise my body. Fascinate me with ridiculous passion.

His little ass penis just popped my balloon of hope. I don't judge his penis but his game. Lame is an understatement.

I wouldn't be particularly hush if his soul wasn't just fed with ego.

Suddenly, that little blotch I ignored? Caused me to be excessively irritable.

I had plans for him. A slave I was willing to assign him to be.

Failure oozed everywhere.

I R.I.P'D him.

Evaluation proved that there was nothing to lose.

It was sad to realize he lived on the praises hoes offered him. He was content. It's really sad.

Deep down I know he knows the truth but for most, the truth is hard to embrace so you choose the easier road; Deception. You master in the art of delusional living.

Do you ever regret this journey you made?

I guess not. Everything happens for a particular reason.

It was quite weird how I was suddenly involved with him. I was aware of his existence before any interaction so was he of mine.

I'm assuming this was a journey planned by nature. I believe I was some sort of witness. Witnessing how fuckery was dominant in this world we live in.

Something I would someday write on or share.

I'm just glad my children shall be entertained by all these awesome experiences & most importantly, learn more than a thing or two.

Brilliance.



A moment I've always wanted to relive.
Amen.

..."A friend became...Love of my life..."




"The world was younger and we knew
We couldn't rush".