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Friday, August 24, 2012

Eat, Shit, Drink and Fuck


Lately eating, shitting, game of throning season 3 (Just pulling your leg.), drinking and fucking have been my thematic concern. Done nothing else apart from the above. Some may sum it up as rotting, others living it up so lavishly. I call it being influenced by popular culture. Like for instance watching the game of thrones season 3 (pulling your leg again), since everyone has been gassing the series up I have been influenced by society, it’s like peer pressure I guess, but good peer pressure if theirs even such a phrase. It’s the summer and its beyond hot 44 ͦC, occasionally we hit the beach but after the exotic beach session, you get very dark, since I’  am a chocolate toned young man, I get very dark. I’ am almost looking like this.

 
Okay, no but you get the point right.

 
Is it wrong to just eat, shit, drink and fuck. Back in the days, formidable Kings use to do this. So I guess I should consider myself a “Formidable king”, I mean am keeping it so classic drinking wine and whiskey only. You know the high life, first class. In fact I’ am a formidable king fornicating with the most gorgeous European females, an international collaboration Slovakian, Swedish even Armenia females for heaven sakes. So I guess just eating, shitting, game of throning season 3 (Pulling you guy’s legs again for pit sakes, and you readers are still falling for it.), drinking and fucking is simply just the way to go.

 

Friday, August 10, 2012

Dainty much

Sitting on these plastic chairs, so comfortable listening to Frank Ocean the channel orange album, crack rock being the song exactly. Ice tea on my left with a pinch of vodka, slightly buzzed and writing from the top of my head. A moment I would trade for none, gorgeous ladies coming out of the Nepintepo. It’s now your duty to find out what Nepintepo means one clue it’s Greek. Its 2:38 on the dot only three apartments, looking so lively. The one guy in the other apartment is watching a porno, I ‘am being dead serious, the second apartment has a bastard, beating on his wife and their child is witnessing it all. the last apartment has a girl I just met. She's on her balcony reading my blog on her T.V and in HD so inspired and can’t wait to post. Just from the corner of my eye, I can see three chaps keeping it real rolling tobacco the traditional way. Now am listening to the song monks, getting an indescribable feeling, the music is truly hitting me.  As a wise man once said, when the music hits you, truly you feel no pain. Something along those lines I think. “Wake up and live” Bob Marley once said and am living along those lines. Did you know the mind is the most powerful tool one has, so gentlemen and ladies use it wisely. Hope you all enjoyed reading what was on my mind, it’s been a fascinating journey love you all.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

The Black Astronaut

At this very moment, everything is white. White tables, white people white tunes and an all-white theme. The only black guy around, feeling like a real outsider. Trying to adapt with this new foreign language I hear, which is beyond irritating. Women eyeing me like I ‘am the first black astronaut. Quite funny but am digging the attention. Some food for thought, I don’t know what to say next. Wait hold on now I do, finally this people see that am actually not an alien, in fact am very similar to them. They begin to make conversation. Feeling part of it now, the actual situation. The black astronaut strolling on the moon, is that a surprising image? Yes too many, in fact to all. Just linger on it for a second “A black astronaut”. Weird right, yeah that’s how I pretty much felt. Finally back to the apartment, one with the brothers no homo. Off to bed I go, need to stop writing before I confuse you all.
“ The Black Astronaut.”

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Rarity


On the edge of the balcony
Street lights unfolding me
Though the darkness in between expressing my true feelings.
ANGER
Car after car,
Motorcycle after motor cycle,
The cacophonous sounds ravaging my brain.
Traffic signs on every corner.
Traffic lights just ahead of me.
Showing green at all times.
Allowing me to continue,
I now see red, my time is up.